When he Zizhong's car turned to the north gate of the base, the number of zombies gradually gathered from the urban area at the East Gate became more and more. Several zombies with power variation actually pulled down the doors of several cars and directly caught the people inside!
People who found this scene screamed out of the car and ran to the direction of the east gate, which made a mess outside the Dongmen bridge.
When he Zizhong arrived at the north gate, after registration and vehicle disinfection, they arrived at the designated place and prepared to spend the night waiting for their arrival in the city tomorrow. Suddenly, they heard the sound of artillery and machine guns coming from the direction of the East Gate
With the faint wind in the air, bursts of gunpowder smoke gradually spread to all directions. When they heard the smell of gunpowder smoke, the people who were still complaining were all white and closed their mouths and did not dare to speak any more.
Most of the people who go directly to the north gate are people who have been informed that the entrance is here, or people who go out and look for materials inside and outside the base. Most of them know some basic rules, and have seen with their own eyes that those who do not want to enter the base by force are directly killed. Now they are even more afraid to say anything after hearing the sound of guns.
He Zizhong and he Zizhong each carry a backpack, and the Tuanzi is finally persuaded into the space by Fang Hao. At this time, they were wearing windproof jackets, masks, sunglasses on their faces and hats on their heads. Similar to those who go out to do the task of armed people, sitting in the designated "circle" waiting for the passage of time, did not attract other people's attention.
They are located in the area where people who come back from the mission have to wait. Not far behind them is their own cars which have been forcibly disinfected by the staff. When the time is up, they can drive back to the base. Compared with those who have just arrived at the base, they have less procedures to enter the city.
Some of the "booty" on the car has been taken away by the newly registered staff according to the regulations, and now only about a quarter of them are left. According to the regulations, only one fifth of the materials of these mission personnel should be collected, but it is actually implemented As we all know, if we can leave three-quarters of Hezi Chong, they have already taken a lot of advantages.
Most of the cars they carry are nearly expired military can, bedding, instant noodles, and a few rolls of toilet paper. The people who received the supplies focused on the food and quilts, and just picked up a handful of toilet paper and left. Today's survivors are not interested in this kind of things.
Hezi chuckles in his heart. When the base confirms that plants in nature are dying in a large area and it is difficult to produce toilet paper, you will cry.
They arrived here at 3 or 4 o'clock this afternoon. After registration, they entered the waiting area at 4:30. They need to wait here until 4:30 tomorrow afternoon to enter the safe area.
He Zizhong put the backpack behind them. He and Fang Hao took out the backpack and pulled out two small cloth bags slightly larger than their palms. This bag is from where I didn't know when I was collecting materials. At this time, it contained the rice balls made by Fang Hao before.
The rice ball is wrapped in a fresh-keeping bag. The function of the small cloth bag is to isolate others' sight, so that they can't see what is inside.
Once again, a Thermos Pot was dug out from the space. It contained the soybean and pig's feet soup that had been cooked before, and was still Fang Hao's earlier masterpiece.
The soup is half warm, even if there are still some aroma, it will not spread too far. The rice ball has been completely warmed, and it will not emit an attractive aroma.
The two people lean on their big, soft backpacks, each with a big soft pillow to act as pillows for the two people. When they have finished their meal and are ready to have a rest in the evening, they can also cover them with their backpacks and take out the blankets for the night. When they have space, their life in the last world will be more convenient and convenient.
People in the waiting area are not as nervous as those in the new quarantine area not far away. They are much more relaxed. Most of them sit in their own areas, occasionally whisper a few words, and enter the safe area after waiting time.
Two people bow to eat dinner, from time to time to drink a mouthful of soup, and so on the stomach to eat 70% full, not far from the entrance direction suddenly disordered.
A person in the waiting area suddenly began to change, his skin gradually turned green gray, his nails grew longer, his eyes spit out, and his throat made a "Ho, Ho" sound.
Before it was the same as a scream from a person in an area, a sniper on duty on the wall of the city smashed the corpse to his head.
The man's family then burst into tears and screams.
Most of the people in the waiting area watched coldly. The people in the nearer circles rioted for a while and soon recovered their calm. A group of people in special protective clothing rushed out, followed by several armed soldiers. A man went to the zombie to make sure that the zombie was completely dead. He raised his hand and motioned back: "move away."
Although the family members are heartbroken and sad, no one dares to stop them.
Another person in charge of that circle of humanity: "from now on, you need to wait another 24 hours."
A person in the circle immediately protested: "by what?"
"By the zombies of your companions." With that, the man glanced around coldly, "if there is a zombie in the same waiting area within 24 hours, the people in the circle should clear the time and calculate the waiting time again.""But we didn't get in touch with that guy again?! Can you not wait with them? " A man pointed to several people who were holding together and crying bitterly. The dead zombies were obviously their family members and friends. And the rest of the people are just on the way together, they are implicated, it is really not worth the waiting time.
"OK, I'll find the staff to re register and change the circle. However, people who change circles in the middle still need to re time." With that, the man turned and walked towards the base.
After all, those people were still clamoring for a change of circle, for fear that some of them would become zombies and implicate themselves. A staff member went to register and reassigned a circle to them.
Fang Hao looked from afar and saw that those people had left the original circle, while those who had lost their relatives before were low and dependent on each other and shrank in the corner of the original circle, far away from the place where the zombie died. I can't tell what it's like for a moment, so I can only sigh.
A blanket was over his body, and He Zi's soft voice came from his ear: "have a sleep."
"On duty tonight..."
He Zi thought again and nodded: "you go to bed first. I'll call you in the middle of the night." People in all circles will arrange their own rotation. Although the things in their cars are all made up, they are a little bit more than what others have collected. It's better to be careful.
Fang Hao nodded, covered his blanket and stepped down on he Zizhong's leg: "don't forget to call me in the middle of the night. Don't allow yourself to stay overnight."
He Zizhong's hand got into the blanket and held his hand. He lowered his head with a smile and whispered in his ear: "it's a pity that we can't practice this evening."
Fang Hao's face turned red. He closed his eyes and put his pillow on his leg to go to sleep.
He Zizhong leaned quietly on two big backpacks, and his sight swept over his car and other people in the neighborhood from time to time. I haven't spent the night in this kind of environment for a long time. Since I had the space, my and Fang Hao's life in the end of the world can be described as leisurely and indignant. I don't know it's the blessing of my life to have such a portable space as a peach blossom land in such a precarious day.
Her fingers gently scratched on Fang haorouhe's jaw, and it's a blessing to have such a person by her side
At the same time, I heard a voice coming from afar. Turning to the distant entrance, I saw a group of people coming in one after another. Most of them look nervous and nervous. Their clothes are a little messy, and many of them are decorated with colors.
Although the waiting area of the base also allows people with injuries to enter, it can not be with ordinary people. The injured have special places for the wounded, and unlike the uninjured, they have to wait at least 30 hours to get into the base - and have their wounds checked by professionals for variations.
If someone's wound is black, pus, or even stinky, he can't go in even after waiting for 30 hours.
He Zizhong looked around doubtfully for a while. When some people came to the waiting area and entered the designated waiting circle, they knew their identity - those people who had been blocked by zombies before. Many of them were injured accidentally when they abandoned their cars and ran for their lives. When they ran slowly, they got into the belly of zombies or were assimilated into new zombies. After being rescued by the military, the faster runners managed to make their way here and prepare to enter the base.
He Zizhong glanced in the crowd and then stopped paying attention. It was too dark to see the people's appearance, and the distance was far away, and it was impossible to hear the voices of those people who said the latest situation.
At about two o'clock in the morning, they changed their shifts. He Zizhong rested comfortably on Fang Hao's thigh and looked at him vaguely rubbing his eyes with a smile.
"Go to sleep. I'll call you tomorrow morning." Fang Hao yawned again and turned to look at his car - very good. It looked OK. When he looked down at he Zizhong again, he pulled him to bend down and gave him a kiss on his lips.
"Go to sleep." Some panic to look around, fortunately, here is dark, no one can see their two just action.
He Zizhong began to laugh in a low voice. The sound of chest vibration made Fang Hao blush and almost get angry: "OK, I'll sleep first." The child is still worried about being seen. He doesn't know what ethics and order will no longer be noticed.
Don't mention homosexuality, even if you see someone shooting a gun in the street, people can face it calmly.
It was still gray in the morning, but the change of light still woke him from his deep sleep and opened his eyes. Fang Hao, who was reading before, looked down at himself.
"Awake? Are you hungry? "
"Not yet hungry. What time is it?"
"It's more than eight o'clock." With that, Fang Hao suddenly glanced in a certain direction, covered half of his face with a book, and whispered, "Zizhong, that one over there Do you think it's your cousin
Cousin? Xu Lili?