This sentence is enough for Sinan to fill in the ins and outs of the 100,000-word ups and downs, but on the surface he is still very calm, expressing his curiosity with a single syllable: "Oh?"
Zhou Rong was satisfied with his listening attitude.
"Three groups of people participated in the rescue of the hostages: the kidnappers, the opponents and the hostages. The kidnappers wore uniform, the competitors wore bulletproof vests with positioning chips, and the hostages had nothing. Halfway through the game, I had rescued two hostages. As long as I take them through the jungle, the mission will be successful, but then I met this Omega who slammed into the door."
Simon nodded clearly.
"It's not what you think. At that time, it was mud and sweat, and it was impossible to see whether it was beautiful or not. But it was really pitiful, and it was very clingy. I followed wherever I went. When it got dark, I was afraid, even sleeping. not holding my arm..."
Sinan looked at Zhou Rong's sturdy arms under his short-sleeved T-shirt, and nodded again.
"..." Zhou Rong tentatively said: "I don't know why I think your thinking is a little dirty."
"No. Then what?"
Zhou Rong couldn't find evidence of the other party's filthy thoughts, so he had to give up.
"Then? I took these three hostages and traveled through the jungle. I would eat anything close to the child first. If there was danger, I would be the first to protect him. I didn't let him do any work by lighting a fire, cooking, and setting up a tent. That's really true. Holding it in his hand is afraid of falling, and holding it in his mouth is afraid that it will melt. He also acts very clingy to me... Everyone knows, a petite and frail Omega, who is very young."
Zhou Rong took a breath and put out the cigarette butt on the ground, his expression became a little weird: "Until the last day, when I walked to the edge of the jungle, the night when I arrived at the camp..."
Sinan: "Has he confessed to you?"
There was silence, Zhou Rong said depressedly: "No."
"He knocked me out, tied me up, thanked me, took my guns and equipment, and took my hostages; I didn't know he wasn't until the next day when the organizing committee sent someone to rescue me. What hostage is a competitor representing country A..."
"I was so far ahead, so I lost. To this day, I can't figure out how an Omega can be so cunning and cunning, crossing the river and tearing down bridges like this!"
Zhou Rong slammed his fist into his palm, buried his head deep in his arms, and Sinan used all his control to keep his tone steady: "Oh, you are so miserable, Brother Rong... How come you didn't realize that he is an opponent? ?"
"Because the first thing he did after entering the jungle was to throw away all his equipment, empty his water bottle, throw away his dry food, and bury his guns on the spot. There was only one locator that could never leave his body, usually a sign to identify his opponent. Where have you gone?"
Simon shook his head.
"Swallowed it in my stomach." Zhou Rong gritted his teeth and said, "I took it out after surgery at the end!"
... Your bloody game is also very hard, Sinan thought sincerely.
"What's even scarier is that this kid already has a partner. After the game, country A came to pick him up, and I saw with my own eyes that ghost Alpha gnawed at the glands on the back of his neck." Zhou Rong said angrily: "You said this is not What is deceitful feelings?"
A puncture of the neck glands is typically a temporary marker that usually lasts three to four weeks until it is naturally metabolized with the blood circulation, and is usually used for omegas that have not been thoroughly marked. Temporary markers can stop the Omega pheromone from emitting, but more importantly, identify ownership and provoke surrounding Alphas.
Another unproven but generally accepted situation is that temporary marking is sufficient to form a temporary contractual relationship, in other words, surrender.
-Alpha uses this method of direct infusion of pheromones to intensify Omega's natural fear of himself, and obtain temporary psychological surrender.
Sinan imagined the scene, and for some reason he was vaguely uncomfortable, as if he subconsciously felt that the truth was not what Zhou Rong said. But cannibalism is soft and short-handed, he said sincerely: "Yes, Brother Rong, you are right."
"Now you know why the target can't find Omega? Don't think that they are interested in you when they occasionally show weakness. A Beta like you, in the end, 80% will be deceived to the point where there are no bones left." Zhou Rong took out the cigarette case and thought about it. But put it back, changed the antipyretic medicine box, and scraped out two pills to signal Sinan to take it.
"I won't talk to you, let's sleep. If the fever subsides tomorrow, it means that there is no infection, otherwise my brother will have to shoot you down."
Sinan was leaning against the corner of the wall, behind his head was the pillow Zhou Rong had padded with thick clothes. Through the dim light from the crack of the door, he saw that most of the medicine boxes were soaked with black blood.
"...Thank you." He paused for a moment, then smiled: "I'll take your advice...not Omega."
Zhou Rong patted him on the side of the head.
At this moment, the door was knocked twice, Zhou Rong got up and opened a crack. He saw spring grass outside, and lowered his voice: "Negotiate the retreat route, Brother Rong. The helicopter can't land directly on the roof tomorrow..."
Zhou Rong made a gesture and interrupted her:
"Tell Yingjie to bring a gun and guard. Those who make the most trouble during the day, don't let them get close to here."
The door closed gently, Sinan closed his eyes, and listened to Zhou Rong's footsteps drifting away.
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The next day, the doctor put down the thermometer and said in amazement, "Thirty-seven degrees three."
Zhou Rong bowed his head politely in thanks, although everyone who looked at him knew that what he wanted to say was, "You idiot."
The doctor left angrily in the eyes of Zhou Rong Shengsheng. The latter kicked Sinan with his toes, indicating that since the fever subsided, he should not pretend to be dead and hurry up to work. Then he turned around, clapped his hands, and shouted loudly: "Very good—get up! Pack up equipment, carry supplies, and clean the corridors of the mall! Prepare for the helicopter crash, hurry up!"
There were corpses all over the floor and his head and head got up. Sinan walked out of the cubicle with a piece of seaweed and meat floss bread in his mouth. In the narrow corridor outside the door, Yan Hao was sitting on the ground, his long legs were bent uncomfortably, and he was still holding it in one hand. Returning the carbine to the original owner, when he heard him come out, he raised his head and showed a gentle smile.
Simon's footsteps paused slightly.
Yan Hao stood up, moved his stiff wrists and ankles, and turned away.
Zhou Rong is a monster who doesn't need rest, and has extraordinary energy anytime, anywhere. Before lunch, he personally drew an escape route, divided the survivors into 14 groups, and planned to let them climb up the top floor from the mall’s security corridor in turn; Death, the special forces patrol back and forth, and use radio walkie-talkies to report abnormalities at any time.
At 3:30 in the afternoon, he asked Yan Hao to lead someone to clean up the rooftop of the shopping mall building for the 101st time, and the roar of four large helicopters breaking through the air sounded in the air.
"Come on!" Yan Hao waved his hand vigorously and yelled at the radio: "The helicopter is about to make a forced landing! Arrange the first group to go upstairs!"
The survivors were mixed with joy and sorrow, sobbing and crying, and staggered to the rooftop under the escort of special forces. The pilot opened the hatch and yelled in the hurricane: "From the front, don't go to the tail - hurry, hurry! Don't crowd, come one by one!"
"Not enough planes!" the pilot shouted to Zhou Rong: "Send a group of people away first, and we will turn back later!"
Zhou Rong was sweating profusely. He waved his hand to indicate that he knew. He rushed into the back of the team looking for an opportunity, pulled Sinan out, and stuffed him with a still warm military dagger and a dagger that he didn't know where he touched it. apple.
"Go up!" Zhou Rong pointed to the helicopter and shouted into his ear: "Go, go!"
Someone next to him quit: "Hey, you said just now that women and children will go first, and men will come next!"
Zhou Rong ignored it and pushed Sinan forward. The white-collar man with his suit squeezed crooked on the side said angrily: "It's too much, what's your name? I'm going to the military region to complain to you!"
"Zhou Rong!" Zhou Rong scolded: "Go, complain!" Then he couldn't help but drag Sinan forward.
"It's full! Don't go!" The roar of the pilot came from the front of the crowd in the chaos, closed the hatch, and blocked a few young people who were desperately pushing forward. Immediately, the four helicopters took off at the same time and turned around. , fly north.
Huge yells and sighs rang out, Zhou Rong scolded swear words silently, was extremely tired, and sat down on the ground.
Sinan took out the apple, nibbled at it, and handed it over leisurely: "Half?"
Zhou Rong took it in angrily and bit down most of it.
The two sat beside the railing on the rooftop. You and I shared this precious apple one by one. Zhou Rong got up to maintain order and re-formation.
The emotions of the survivors were very anxious. The group of people who were left experienced from the hope of being saved to the disappointment of being abandoned again. They were extremely tense and uneasy, and an atmosphere of despair permeated the crowd. A few limited special forces were unable to fully control the scene, and even the medical team had to get up to help maintain order.
"What happened to them?" Zhou Rong asked with a frown.
Two or three nurses huddled in the corner of the rooftop, squatting with their heads on their heads, none of them seemed very comfortable, their faces were pale and haggard, and there were thick blacks under their eyes.
"It's too tiring to work overtime." The doctor explained: "Every day, quarantine is circulated, and disinfectant is sprayed. You can't even sleep after a full sleep. That day your people killed the zombies and moved them to incineration. No one was willing to help. They were the ones who helped carry the bodies on stretchers..."
The doctor's face was also very ugly. Zhou Rong watched the nurse for a while, and suddenly asked, "Is the body temperature normal?"
"I checked earlier, and there are no wounds on their bodies!" the doctor said unhappily.
"I'm sorry." Zhou Rong immediately apologized: "The plane will come back later, and your people will be the first."
The doctor calmed down.
After Simon finished eating the apple, he was fine. The high fever has receded, and the whole body has a kind of lazy slightly soreness. Although it is not uncomfortable, it also makes people lazy to move. He leaned on the rooftop and stared at the devastated city under his feet. After a while, he took out the pendant from his collar, opened it, and stared at the smiling men and women in the old photos.
"Your parents?" someone asked from behind.
Sinan raised his eyes and glanced, it was Yan Hao.
"Your parents are very..." Yan Hao wanted to say that he was good-looking, but he felt that the exit was not solemn, so he changed his mouth and said, "Outstanding temperament."
Sinan laughed and said casually, "It's a pity that it wasn't passed on to me."
"This thing was developed the day after tomorrow." Yan Hao asked with a smile: "Are you a mixed race? I always thought you were a local special police officer in T city."
Simon didn't say anything.
Yan Hao looked at him silently from the corner of his eye. Sinan's temperament really has nothing to do with elegance and meticulousness. On the contrary, it is very similar to the special forces around him, capable, agile and decisive.
However, if you contact him a few times, you will find that there are some indescribable differences hidden in the gestures, which are very different from him, Chuncao, and even Zhou Rong.
Yan Hao thought about it and changed the subject: "What did the captain talk to you about last night?"
Sinan joked: "The troubles of young Werther."
"The International Special Forces Jungle Competition was eliminated by Omega?"
... Zhou Rong, a strange man, must have shared his shameful past with the whole team.
"He must have only told you that the Omega boy knocked him unconscious and tied him to a tree, apologized, and then took his guns and hostages." Yan Hao said clearly: "As for the later flower delivery and Confess…”
Sinan said, "Send flowers? Confess?"
Yan Hao took a look, Zhou Rong was huddled in the crowd, chattering explaining why he had to put the medical team in the first batch to put on the helicopter.
"The reason why Team Zhou remembered it for so many years is that after the boy tied him up, in order to express his apology, he kissed him."
Simon: "..."
"That was the only time Team Zhou had a close encounter with Omega in his life," Yan Hao said with a smile, "so if he told you that after the game, he would go to the young man to settle accounts, then he would be lying... He actually bought flowers to confess. , but later found out that the other party has Alpha, so I came back in a rage."
Sinan slowly shook his head and sighed for a long time: "...It's really miserable."
Yan Hao said sympathetically, "Who said no."
There was a sound of hunting wind in the distance, and the two helicopters turned back.
"Line up! Line up! Hurry up!" The crowd roared one after another. The pilot was exhausted and shouted with a horn: "Medical team! Where is the medical team!"
The few nurses were wrapped in front of the crowd, their faces blue and gray, and they were almost pushed by the crowd, and they entered the cabin door without a foot.
Zhou Rong saw this scene from a distance, his eyelids twitched for some reason, and he felt a vague sense of unease in his heart. But at this time, the scene was almost white-hot, everyone was roaring and rushing forward. Some of the skinny people were almost squeezed into the tail of the helicopter, and they were almost swept by the high-speed rotating propeller, and there were screams one after another.
"I can't squeeze any more!" The horn was deafening, and the pilot shouted: "Go to the next one!!"
The pilot gave Zhou Rong a thumbs up, the hatch closed with a bang, and he lifted off slowly.
Zhou Rong couldn't help but looked up and watched, and suddenly a burst of unprovoked fear grabbed his heart.
The sound of the wind was still, and the world froze at this moment.
Zhou Rong turned his head subconsciously, his eyes crossed the crowd, and looked at Sinan's sharply shrunken pupils.
The next moment, as if a death knell finally sounded in the void, Zhou Rong suddenly ran away: "Retreat!"
"All retreat!!"
The helicopter spun down, the shadow grew bigger and bigger, and hit the second helicopter with a tragic scream, causing an earth-shattering explosion!
boom-
The air flow instantly pushed countless people out of the roof and down the street. Yan Hao was caught off guard from falling off the railing. At the critical moment, Sinan grabbed his wrist tightly!
"Climb up!" Simon shouted.
Yan Hao took a breath, gritted his teeth and climbed on the window lattice of the top floor. He was about to use his strength to climb up, but his eyes suddenly crossed Sinan and saw something, and his face changed dramatically: "No! Leave me alone, run away!"
Sinan's chest rested on the iron railings, and he was out of breath by Yan Hao's weight, so he tried his best to barely turn his head to look.
The twisted and deformed helicopter door was knocked open, and countless people rushed out with flames, covered in black smoke, screaming and rolling. More people staggered out behind them, grabbing the nearest survivor and biting their necks.
- An infected person was mixed in the helicopter.
A new round of zombie virus broke out before their eyes.