After resting for a while, Zhang Fengyu, who had regained some strength, tried to get up. His clothes were soaked through, and the temperature at the lowest level had dropped to about minus 15 degrees Celsius for some unknown reason. Normal people in this environment would
It would be difficult to survive an hour if the whole body was soaked, but Zhang Fengyu had been lying on the ground like a corpse for seven hours.
Within seven hours, Song Zhenlin and others had differences.
The two young soldiers believed that even if Zhang Fengyu dies, the mission cannot be terminated, let alone delayed, because every additional minute of delay may cause many innocent people to die. Song Zhenlin, on the other hand, firmly disagrees with incineration of Zhang Fengyu, because in
In his opinion, this is not only a matter of Zhang Fengyu's personal life and death, but also whether they can truly complete their mission.
They encountered such a difficult enemy just at the edge of the sedimentation tank at the bottom. There would be no guarantee that there would be no other obstacles if they went further down. With Song Zhenlin and others' five heads, six guns and one hundred and seventeen
Ten bullets? Song Zhenlin felt that there was little hope.
So he decided to wait.
Unexpectedly, he had to wait for seven hours. During the seven hours, Song Zhenlin also thought about giving up. After all, he was dragged into such a deep and cold water, even if the sedimentation tank has become like this for some reason.
It's so clear that it can even be consumed directly, but it's incredible that it can survive...
Fortunately, Zhang Fengyu woke up in the end.
He put on the clothes of a black-faced man and put on his mechanical exoskeleton, which would make his next movements easier and help him regain his strength to face the upcoming difficulties.
"Okay, it's getting late, let's go." Zhang Fengyu said and walked ahead.
Only then did Song Zhenlin and others light the fire.
Seeing the black-faced man wrapped in fire, Song Zhenlin said nothing even though his eyes were red.
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Living area on the 79th floor of Shelter No. 1 in Xiongan New District.
This level of residential area ranks last in terms of the number of survivors according to the estimated statistics of the uppermost central core, with less than 150 people.
that's the truth……
Most of the survivors were old people and children, and their only support was the nine militiamen.
Among these nine people, there are four female soldiers and five male soldiers.
Their ages range from 20 to 60 years old. The youngest one is just 20 years old this year, and the one in charge is also 60 years old. One old and one young are related by grandfather and grandson.
In the early days of the disaster, the 79th floor was used as a seed bank for shelter. Due to the lack of food and people, and the lack of strong enough guards, it became the hardest hit area.
Fortunately, the number of residents living in this residential zone is not large, less than 10,000.
But after days and nights of fighting, less than 10,000 people successfully prevented many upper-level infected people from infiltrating to lower levels. Although their efforts were recorded by the central core data sampling equipment, so far
So far few people know and pay attention to it.
Even Xing Tianran doesn't know the real situation in the residential areas on each floor.
"Grandpa, it's time to eat." The youngest boy in the team came to ask the sleepy old man to eat. The old man who had just finished his shift yawned and said: "I live this life... either eating or sleeping... if I don't
The eldest boy's name is Tang Xuanzhou. Before entering the shelter, he was a first-year student at the Aeronautics and Astronautics University in Xiongan New Area. He is now studying aerospace engine development and maintenance. However, Tang Xuanzhou himself does not like his major. He prefers to tinker with cutting-edge science.
I like history books.
This is somewhat similar to his grandfather Tang Mingzhong.
The name Tang Xuanzhou was also thought up by Tang Mingzhong. It is said that the homophone is Tang Xuanzong, which sounds noble.
However, people with the same name may not have the same fate, let alone such borderline homophony.
"It's just that you've been too busy recently. Otherwise, when we're full, I'll go out with you again and see if we can find some equipment or something." Tang Xuanzhou was most familiar with his grandfather's temper.
Although this old man is sixty years old, his body is stronger than many middle-aged men. A week ago, he guarded the entrance of the seed bank alone, and he was calm and calm in the face of hundreds of infected people, which shows that he is brave.
Tang Mingzhong was happy when he heard this: "I'll call you Aunt Zou and Miss Ye again, and the four of us will go together."
Tang Xuanzhou smiled bitterly when he heard this, and nodded: "Okay, okay, call Aunt Zou and Miss Ye, but you have to promise me that I will invite Aunt Zou here again this time. If you still can't control what happens to you,
If you get beaten, I won’t protect you anymore.”
Tang Mingzhong chuckled: "You little thing, old man, do I still need my grandson to protect me?"
Tang Xuanzhou curled his lips and thought: 'I don't know who was chased around yesterday...'
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The dining area is located near the entrance No. 1 of the confluence area in the residential area on this floor.
The other entrances have been destroyed and sealed, and they are left here just to leave a way for their own people to survive. Not far away, you can hear the whimpering moans and roars of the infected. But the nine people eating at the table
Everyone was calm and normal, not at all like they were at the center of a disaster.
Especially Tang Mingzhong, this old man also likes to listen to cross talk while eating. At this time, apart from the sound of the clinking of bowls and chopsticks, the only sound on the table is the banter of two old cross talk actors. The food is very simple, mostly some seaweed and
Cold pickled vegetables. Fortunately, everyone also has rice in their bowls, so the meal becomes more appetizing.
"I said, Captain, there are only nine of us now, but the weapons we have collected are enough to arm a battalion. Do you still need to risk your life and go out for a walk?" Fang Dajin, the second oldest among the nine, spoke.
The 47-year-old Fang Dajin is a big man from Shandong. Before the "sun disappeared", he was originally a shooting instructor. He was mainly responsible for debugging and modifying special shooting guns for members of some shooting clubs. At the same time, he also taught these rich people some basics.
shooting attempt.
After entering the shelter, Fang Dajin became a member of the militia reserve and was also one of the leaders of the regional militia reserve team in the residential area on this floor.
When the shelter was invaded, Fang Dajin took the lead in organizing personnel to conduct an inventory of the infected.
However, this kind of infection is unprecedented, and any protective measures are useless. Whether the patient will be infected depends on "luck", so in the end, Fang Dajin had to point his gun at the infected for the sake of survivors.
Tang Mingzhong rolled his eyes at Fang Dajin and said: "You know what the hell, this is called being prepared. If something suddenly comes down from above, or something wants to go up from below, we don't have enough ammunition to support it?"
"But……"
"But what? Do you think the nine of us are too few? Well, today I will give you a task. You go over there and help me bring in nine more people who can handle guns. Let's form eighteen
How about creating a small class of people and gradually growing your own strength?" Tang Mingzhong said with a smile.
Fang Dajin sighed deeply when he heard this, and waved his hands repeatedly: "Okay... you'd better not embarrass me... The only ones left over there are either the wounded or the old, young, women, and children. Those who can hold guns are all here. I'll go up."
Where can I find you nine more heads?"
"Look, you have so many reasons for asking you to do things. Why don't I ask you to do things? You also make irresponsible remarks on my action plan. Otherwise, how about you lead the team?" Tang Mingzhong said angrily.
At this time, several people at the dinner table who were familiar with Tang Mingzhong's routine would consciously leave with their bowls in hand.
It's not that they don't like to watch other people quarrel, but this old man is too bad. Wherever he is angry, he clearly likes to tease people. They all fell into his tricks at the beginning, but now Fang Dajin, who is relatively upright, still falls for him.
Let's have some fun with him.
After dinner, Tang Mingzhong set off as he wished.
Aunt Zou Zou Xiaowan is a thirty-nine-year-old widowed lady. When she was young, she was the runner-up in the Asian beauty pageant. Unfortunately, Aunt Zou was not very lucky. All the money she earned when she was young and beautiful was lost to scumbags.
Her husband was tortured to death, and later he was beaten to death, and she was left with a lot of debt.
Therefore, for her, it was a good thing that the "sun disappeared". However, at this level, she originally applied for the managerial job of the seed bank, but was accidentally recruited into Fang Dajin's staff as a militiaman, but she usually mainly
Responsible for community service work.
Although Aunt Zou's beauty is not as good as it was back then, she is still one of a million. Especially for some old and dishonest people, half-aged ladies like Aunt Zou are even more attractive. This grandfather of Tang Xuanzhou has been a beauty for a long time.
He lost his mother-in-law, but he never married. It wasn't until his son grew up, got married, and gave birth to a grandson that he began to think about his happy life for the rest of his life. But the old man didn't seem to have any awareness at all... Although Zou
Auntie is not young anymore, but she is only thirty-nine years old after all. Can't you, a sixty-year-old man, be more dignified?
This is not the case.
Yesterday, I was chased around because I secretly kissed Aunt Zou. Many old aunties saw the buttocks and chest muscles of old Comrade Tang Mingzhong. Some of them even asked people to say that they wanted to be his wife. Logically speaking, this must be extremely embarrassing.
An embarrassing incident. But Comrade Tang Mingzhong believed that this was proof of his charm.
Not only did he "not want to repent," he also intensified his plans to find another opportunity to connect with Aunt Zou today.
In fact, Aunt Zou has seen these stinky men clearly for a long time. The reason why she did not hold a grudge despite being harassed by the old man Tang Mingzhong several times was mainly because she and her children could only survive because of this brave old man.
Guan Wanfu cannot open it.
His back has been deeply imprinted on the hearts of the surviving people in this residential area.
Even a person like Fang Dajin, who is usually upright and confident, has become a fan of Tang Mingzhong. Except for being provoked by Tang Mingzhong to "quarrel" every day when eating, he is absolutely respectful at other times.
"Hey, Aunt Zou, please don't remember what happened yesterday. I'm a bit of a naughty old man. I'll reflect on myself, but we don't have any more evil thoughts. We just can't restrain ourselves. From now on, we should still do it.
When you talk, you should keep in touch with your feelings." When Tang Mingzhong saw Aunt Zou, he immediately forgot the fact that he was sixty years old. He licked his face and came over to show his courtesy. He also described his actions yesterday as extremely upright, which was really a bit annoying.
It's both a joke and a joke.
Aunt Zou was speechless. She straightened the automatic fire cannon on her shoulder and said: "Brother, you are already sixty years old, why do you still call me Aunt Zou? I am your sister at most. If you keep talking like this,
Aunt Zou, let’s stop talking from now on, lest others criticize me for being ignorant behind my back.”
"Dare! They don't know anything. That's a term of endearment for Aunt Zou. Why does it involve age? Of course, Aunt Zou, if you think it's inappropriate, I'll change it immediately and call you from now on... Little Sister Zou, look.
How about it?" Tang Mingzhong sometimes makes it hard for people to tell whether he is a righteous warrior or a perverted old man with a wretched face.
Zou Xiaowan was helpless. She now regretted agreeing to Tang Xuanzhou.
Tang Xuanzhou on the side broke into a cold sweat when he heard this... He thought to himself: 'It's okay, Grandpa... Such a hard flirtation can spark sparks... Should I praise you for your high emotional intelligence, or should I say that you are old and naughty?'
At the same time, Tang Xuanzhou secretly admired her: 'If I had my grandfather's face, wouldn't I have kissed my sister Ye Zi's little face long ago?'
The actual age that Tang Xuanzhou thought of as Zi Zi's sister was one year older than Tang Xuanzhou's. However, Zi Zixin was small and graceful, making her look very lovable, so Tang Xuanzhou naturally regarded Zi Zixin as his younger sister.
Even though Zi Xinming later said that he was older, Tang Xuanzhou refused to admit it, insisting that he had declared his age incorrectly and that he was Zi Xin's brother.
On this point alone, Tang Xuanzhou is really on par with his grandfather Tang Mingzhong.
Zi Zixin is 21 years old. Like Tang Xuanzhou, she is also a student at Xiong'an New Area Aeronautics and Astronautics University, but her major is the maintenance and repair of the space station. This major requires strong professionalism and has relatively high standards for physical fitness.
.When Zi Zixin first applied for a major, the person in charge of the major just shook his head and said she couldn't do it.
As a result, I didn’t expect that Ye Zixin looked small in stature, but she seemed to be hiding a nuclear bomb inside. Not only was her explosive power amazing, but her endurance was far better than ordinary people. Among the nineteen professional pre-selection assessments, there were fifteen designed physical fitness items, and Ye Zixin excelled in all of them.
Excellent pass. Therefore, the phrase "people should not be judged by their appearance" is definitely the most appropriate to apply to Ye Zixin.
But what troubles Ye Zixin is that most people still judge people by their appearance. Even if you show enough strength and toughness, you have even thrown someone over your shoulder several times in your life. Some people are not serious.
Grandpa's guy still said he wanted to protect her, and even forced Ye Zixin to choose weapons that were lighter and more suitable for women. He obviously had no muscles in his arms, but he still had to carry a big guy.
After the four people finished changing their clothes, they set off from Exit 1 and headed towards the West District.
They planned to march two kilometers counterclockwise around the residential area, collecting supplies and equipment along the way, and investigating the status of some infected people. At first, considering that they were going far away this time, Fang Dajin suggested that they equip themselves with lightweight exoskeletons equipped with silent devices.
But both Tang Mingzhong and Tang Xuanzhou made it clear that as men, they must be equipped with black and hard big guys, so... lightweight things should be left to girls.
Aunt Zou and Ye Zixin shook their heads every time this happened, and then looked at each other with a wry smile and said, "Sure enough, all men are idiots..."
…
When he was in the position, Tang Mingzhong stuck to Aunt Zou like a piece of gummy candy. Basically, wherever Aunt Zou went, Tang Mingzhong would follow her. Sometimes when Aunt Zou was cornered, she would hit her with her backhand, and the old man would not hide.
, and laughed loudly, it is really difficult to associate him with a great hero who can stand up to everyone.
As for Tang Mingzhong's good grandson, Tang Xuanzhou, although he usually complains about his grandfather in his heart, in actual actions, he fully implements his grandfather's consistent style. There is even a tendency of being better than others... Fortunately, he and Ye Zixin are similar in age.
, this kind of sticking together will not be criticized.
After leaving the position and entering the dangerous residential area, Tang Mingzhong and Tang Xuanli immediately seemed to be completely different people.
One after another, they acted as the pioneer and the tail of the support team respectively, and the two ladies were well protected in the middle. Only at this time, Aunt Zou's feelings towards Tang Mingzhong and his grandson were normal.
Their route today is slightly different from the past.
After coming out in the past, they used to go east or south, rarely west. This is because the west is the hardest hit area in any residential area. There are usually a large number of infected people gathered there...especially eaters.
Although these things can be heard whimpering and crying from a long distance away, and can be easily avoided, once they are provoked, it is like poking a hornet's nest. Without strong enough firepower, it is impossible to get rid of them.
Chase.
Therefore, entering the West District this time, Tang Mingzhong, who was walking at the front, was obviously more cautious than before. As he walked, he used gestures to direct the other three people.
When passing through a warehouse door that kept opening and closing repeatedly, Tang Mingzhong saw dozens of eaters gathered here. These guys seemed to have become a lot lazy recently and were no longer as crazy as they were at the beginning. But they gathered in
We spent more time together. Tang Mingzhong came out today not just to collect supplies, he also had another purpose, but he didn't tell anyone.
Carefully avoiding the warehouse, the four of them continued forward. The road ahead was littered with corpses and the stench was overwhelming.
Tang Mingzhong opened his respirator mask to prompt Aunt Zou behind him to pass through first, followed by Ye Zixin and Tang Xuanzhou, and finally the old man himself. After passing through the passage, in front of a well-preserved seed warehouse, Tang Mingzhong smiled and said: "Do you want to
Do you want to eat eight-treasure porridge?"
The three of them were stunned for a moment, then looked at the warehouse and understood instantly.
The four of them smiled knowingly and entered the warehouse in a tacit understanding.
The seed warehouse is not a food storage warehouse, nor is it a seed storage point for farming and planting inside the shelter, but a "fire" prepared for when the "sun rises" in the future!