Undead

Chapter 54

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"What are they doing?" Guo Weixiang shouted in the deafening bursts of the on-board machine gun.

Yan Hao knelt on one knee and half on the roof of the car, roaring while shooting: "Show your love! Stop talking! I'm going to be blackened!"

Chuncao shifted gears and stepped on the clutch, beautifully smashed a circle of zombies, parked the armored car at the front of the zombie tide in the open space, and threw the chain of petrol bombs with force.

In the distance, Zhou Rong and Sinan fired at almost the same time, and the petrol bombs exploded precisely in the night sky, causing countless deadly fireworks.

Guo Weixiang: "Deputy captain, listen to me! It's not your fault! Although the captain has cancer, chauvinism, and looks down on Omega, more importantly, his face is not as good as yours..."

Yan Hao: "Please stop talking..."

"But Sinan himself, himself, likes, loves, ah!" Guo Weixiang shouted to comfort: "So you are not losing in sexual attraction! It's not a crime of war, don't be sad!! Singles welcome you to join the group!!"

Yan Hao's string of reason snapped, turned the muzzle of his machine gun at Guo Weixiang, and said angrily, "I told you to stop talking!"

Ding Shi hurriedly turned the steering wheel and ran away with Guo Weixiang on the roof.

Countless home-made explosive packs were thrown from the top of the fortification again, and fell towards the zombies under the dark sky. They were immediately hit by bullets, and a series of earth-shattering loud noises erupted.

Zhou Rong released the trigger: "27/27."

"36/36..." Sinan squinted at the scope and said softly: "The guns are different, so I won't take advantage of you."

Zhou Rong just wanted to tease him, when suddenly a large number of explosives fell in front of him, and the two shot at the same time.

The home-made explosives at the base are often thrown out without response, easy to squib, and sometimes need to be hit by bullets to ignite. Zhou Rong and Sinan backed to the fortifications, shoulder to shoulder, and under the cover of armored vehicles, they hit the khaki-colored packages that fell into the sky.

The crowd of living dead was swept away, and countless zombie corpses fell to the ground, like a rancid and bloody rainstorm.

Scattered cheers rang out from the crowd, and as the area vacated by bombs and armored vehicles grew, thunderous shouts gradually formed.

As soon as the gunshots stopped, Zhou Rong said with a smile: "No, it's still 100%, and it goes on like this..."

"Brother Rong!" Guo Weixiang threw an object at the retreating zombies down the hillside and shouted, "The ultimate move! C4!"

The C4 explosive pack swirled and flew towards the last batch of zombies outside the base. Zhou Rong and Sinan turned around and raised their guns at the same time. At this moment, Sinan turned his head like lightning and kissed Zhou Rong's cheek.

"…!"

The kiss was unexpected, Zhou Rong's index finger loosened instantly, and Sinan pulled the trigger without hesitation.

boom-

C4 exploded.

The shock wave strangled all the zombies under the hillside, and at the same time threw them backwards and fell heavily on the grass, covered with dead grass and gravel in the hurricane.

"Si Xiaonan!" Zhou Rong roared, his face a little red: "You are cheating!"

Sinan got up and blinked triumphantly.

A large number of living dead were finally completely eliminated, leaving only a small group of zombies, stumbling around among the corpses, being rammed by armored vehicles, and immediately killed by Yan Hao and Guo Weixiang.

At 4:30 in the morning, the zombie tide was cleared away, and the life-and-death crisis at the base was finally lifted.

The fallen soldiers were saluted and carried away in weeping, and the machine gunners were given heroic triumphal ceremonies. Especially when the door was slowly opened and several special forces drove back to the fortification, the swarming survivors almost pulled them off the roof of the car.

Yan Hao: "Speak well, don't do anything..."

Guo Weixiang stretched his neck and shouted, "Come and move me!!"

Zhou Rong smiled and declined an excited girl who came to hold his hand, hooked Sinan's neck, strode across the camp to the back, and said with a smile, "Not this time, you're a shame..."

Sinan was hugged by Zhou Rong because of his height, put one hand in his pocket, and said categorically, "No."

"I'm shaking when you kiss me."

"But I'm not shaking."

"You already kissed me, why aren't you excited at all?"

"Why get excited?"

Zhou Rong glanced at him sideways, and Sinan returned with a calm look.

Zhou Rong thought of an idea and said, "Then kiss me again. If you kiss me again, you will win, it's not a shame."

The eastern sky has turned a slight fish belly white, and under the thin dawn light, people are in full swing carrying bricks and stones back and forth, repairing fortifications, and the surrounding is full of people.

Sinan's eyelashes fluttered quickly, and Zhou Rong knew that it was a sign that he was covertly shy - sure enough, after a while, Sinan turned his head out and looked away, pretending to be okay.

Zhou Rong laughed loudly, held his cheeks, turned him back without refusing to refuse, and placed a lingering kiss on his lips.

"Your heartbeat is quickening." Zhou Rong pressed his forehead, his index and middle fingers wearing sniper gloves close together, the pulp of the fingers pressed against his carotid artery, and teased softly: "-'Why are you excited'? Huh? "

At that moment, there were people coming and going, only the two of them had their heads on their heads and their breaths were entangled. Zhou Rong couldn't help but leaned closer and kissed again.

"..." Sinan spit out a word from between his tightly pursed lips: "Bowl..."

"Rong brother washes, Rong brother washes." Zhou Rong immediately coaxed: "How fun washing dishes, Rong brother loves washing dishes!"

Sinan said coolly: "It's as if our family has money to buy a bowl."

Zhou Rong: "..."

"Comrade Xiaosi!" Zhou Rong followed behind Sinan's ass in the crowd, and said sadly, "I am still a major after my demotion! Although the country can't pay wages for the time being, don't look down on people so much, okay!"

The wounded were carried on stretchers across the camp to a makeshift medical facility in the office building. Several medical staff in the base were very busy. A doctor hurried down the stairs with a basin full of blood-stained bandages and bumped into Zhou Rong.

"Ouch," Zhou Rong hugged him: "Be careful!... Doctor Zheng?"

They only arrived at the base yesterday afternoon. They didn't have time to find someone they knew among the survivors. Unexpectedly, Dr. Zheng knocked on the door by himself. Zhou Rong let go of his hand and was about to say something, but Dr. Zheng suddenly grabbed him with his backhand, with a sigh of relief in his mouth, and his expression was obviously different, and he quickly glanced around.

Zhou Rong's insight into other people's micro-expressions was almost perfect, and he immediately felt that he bumped into it on purpose, so he asked with a smile, "What's the matter? You didn't fall, did you?"

"Hey, Captain Zhou, long time no see..."

The crowd in front of the camp was noisy, and the lightly injured limped over the wall, and no one noticed the movement at the entrance of the corridor.

Dr. Zheng approached and said quickly and quietly: "Please come to my dormitory, Captain Zhou, I seem to have something to do..."

Zhou Rong's expression remained unchanged: "What's wrong?"

"I seem to recognize someone." Dr. Zheng frowned. "It's a famous biochemist. I saw it when I was studying... It stands to reason that it shouldn't be here. I always feel that something is wrong with this base..."

"Old Zheng!"

Dr. Zheng almost jumped up and turned around in a hurry.

I saw a temporary medical center not far away, a thin, elegant-looking man with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, put one hand in the pocket of his white coat, and waved at them with the other.

This person didn't seem to notice Zhou Rong at all, and just called Dr. Zheng politely: "A machine gunner here may be broken, can you help?"

- The person who was talking behind his back just turned around and appeared in front of him. At that moment, Dr. Zheng's expression changed, and sweat dripped from his forehead.

Zhou Rong remained calm and squeezed his elbow heavily. The stinging pain made Dr. Zheng's whole body jolted: "Hey, come, come!"

The man stood quietly among the groaning wounded. In the early morning, the light passed through the railing and cast a blue-gray shadow on the corridor; half of his body was hidden in the shadow, his face was pale and his eyes were sharp.

He seemed to exude some kind of invisible and chilling power, which made Doctor Zheng dare not look at Zhou Rong again. He hurriedly lowered his head and hurried to the medical point.

Zhou Rong suddenly realized something.

—He drove to pick up Chen Yajing, that driver.

Zhou Rong thought about it, turned around, and someone not far away coughed politely.

Chen Yajing was pushed by the guard and stopped a few steps away.

"His name is Ning Yu, he's my assistant, the doctor at the base." Chen Yajing didn't seem to notice the abnormality at all, and took the initiative to resolve the embarrassment: "Does Captain Zhou want to see him? Did he get injured just now? I'll immediately At once-"

"Ah no no," Zhou Rong laughed, his brows were a little ruffian, and he looked left and right.

Sinan got a big white rabbit toffee from a little girl who was grateful and adored. He was sitting leisurely on the railing, eating candy in his mouth, and dangling his two slender calves. Zhou Rong couldn't help but drag him down, pointed at his head and smiled at Chen Yajing: "Zhuojing was just kissed by me, her heart beat faster and her breathing was too fast, she might faint, so I asked Dr. Zheng to take a look. Look… "

Chen Yajing: "…"

Sinan said blankly, "What is Zhuo Jing?"

"... Zhuo Jing... Mrs. Zun... In short, it's fine." Chen Yajing barely bit her tongue, and managed to get her voice back: "If you have any problems, just ask Ning Yu, he is the highest-level doctor in our place. I I'm here... I want to thank you, Team Zhou, if it wasn't for you to turn the situation around in one fell swoop, we would never have fought back the zombies so quickly, and the machine gunners don't know how much they would sacrifice, I'm really grateful."

Chen Yajing bowed slightly in the wheelchair.

"No, no," Zhou Rong waved his hand. "It's the reason why the zombies can bypass the patrol team. Have you asked?"

Chen Yajing frowned: "I know you want to say that zombies have developed the intelligence of mammals to hunt cooperatively, but I still insist on my point of view: it is only an individual phenomenon and cannot be described by evolution. Evolution is a group nature. Yes. As for the reasons for the siege of zombies, there may be many reasons, and it is possible that the weather warms up or is guided by the breath of living people, and further investigation is needed. "

Zhou Rong rubbed his chin and seemed to find it very interesting: "Well, do you think zombies may retain some of their conscious instincts and will spontaneously gather in places where they lived before they died?"

- His words were actually very cruel. It seemed to imply that many people in the base had turned into zombies, but Chen Yajing's calm expression did not change at all.

"I don't think so." She said flatly, "I am only responsible for the operation of the base. As for the changes and development of the zombie virus, Dr. Ning may be able to discuss with you more deeply."

Zhou Rong immediately said earnestly: "Sorry, sorry, don't worry about it, I have no other intentions."

Chen Yajing's more explanation was stuck in her throat, so she could only smile helplessly.

"There are large cruise ships and various speedboat companies along the coast. I will keep my promise and immediately send people to search for available ships. I believe there will be an echo in the next two days. Thank you again and your team members. I will come as soon as there is news. let you know."

Someone in the power supply room rushed over and asked Chen Yajing for instructions in a low voice, as if they were very anxious. Chen Yajing didn't have time to say anything, so she had to bow to Zhou Rong again, and smiled at Sinan, and the guard pushed her towards the power supply room.

"Miss Chen!" Zhou Rong said suddenly.

Chen Yajing immediately signaled her subordinates to stop, and turned her head to ask, "Team Zhou?"

"What's wrong with your legs?"

It would be quite impolite to raise such a question in a loud voice in a large audience. But Chen Yajing was only stunned for a moment, and her tone was still very gentle: "It's a medical accident, a neurological problem."

Zhou Rong didn't seem to see the angry expression of her subordinates: "What a pity, what did you do before?"

The surroundings seemed to be quiet for a moment, Chen Yajing said slowly:

"… Ballerina."

She shook her head self-deprecatingly, said no more, turned and was pushed into the distance.