Adorable Attack: Zombie Journey in the Last Days

Although there are many obstacles on the road, for City C, where "as long as you can drive into the small alley, you don't need to worry about finding the exit", the Moze family, who took a long detour, finally arrived before dark up the farm.

There seemed to be no one in the farm. Moze got out of the car and yelled several times at the gate of the farm. Apart from attracting the infected people who didn't know when to enter from the nearby woods, he could only hear the response of the wind.

But Moze is not a windtalker, and this world is not a magical world. No one communicates with wind.Kicking open the fence door that was obviously blown by the wind, Moze got back into the car and locked the car door before the two infected people attacked him.

Mo's mother didn't plan to go into the farm to check. Compared with the urban environment, the environment on the farm would become a breeding ground for bacteria due to the feces of those animals and piles of hot and humid straw.Even if you don't get blv, just catching a small cold and causing a high fever is enough to become a big problem in this situation.

With no mobile phone signal and only broadcast messages on the radio, Moze had no way to contact them at all, and could only look at the undisturbed fields on the farm leaning on the seat in a daze.

"Isn't this cheating! Did you agree to wait for us here?"

No one took up Mo Ze's words, and Mo's mother was busy bypassing the blocked road ahead to go to the military protection area, and said coldly that she kept looking out the window, as if she had her own thoughts.

Taking out a small mirror from his backpack, Moze stared at the mirror for a long time with his eyes wide open. Except for the red pupils that looked different from ordinary people, his whole face was the same as when he was not infected.If you really want to find out what is different, that is, the canine teeth are slightly longer, and the facial lines are softer than before.

Pressing the tips of the teeth with his index finger, Moze seemed to have found the reason why he always felt itchy teeth a few days ago... It wasn't because of getting angry or not brushing the teeth clean, but because the four side fangs were all scratched again. A few millimeters protruding from the gums.

Twisting his neck, he threw the mirror at Leng Yan wanting to do a little prank.

Originally, he thought that he would definitely be hit by the mirror on the back when he was looking out of the window, but he didn't expect that Leng Yan raised his hand without even turning his head, and firmly caught the mirror that was about to hit the target.

"Hey! Don't tell me it's the reflection on the glass, it's impossible!" The light inside the car is much darker than outside, even if Leng Yan can see himself through the reflection, it is impossible to see that side is flying behind him square mirror.

Still looking out of the window, there are fewer and fewer cars on the road, Leng Yan doesn't intend to care about his ability, but just throws back the cold object in his hand.It was the body's own reaction. It seemed to "see" a square foreign object flying behind him, but he didn't know what it was.

The picture seems to appear directly in the brain, the eyes are still looking out of the window, and the two kinds of information from the nerves do not conflict. For Leng Yan, such a novel feeling has never happened before.

"Moser, try closing your eyes and feeling everything around you to see the difference."

Looking at the cold words sitting cross-legged on the seat with strange raised eyebrows, Moze shook his head, leaned on the seat and covered his eyes with an eyepatch: "You are like a meditating monk now, I don't Like a monk... Wait a minute? Why do I seem to be able to 'see' you changing your posture? But my eyes are clearly pitch black!"

Pulling off the blindfold, Leng Yan really changed back to the sitting position just now, the same as what he saw after closing his eyes.

Looking at his body inconceivably, no strange appendages have grown, but the feeling like sonar detection is definitely not an illusion.If it was an illusion, Leng Yan, who was sitting next to him, could not have returned to his original sitting position by such a coincidence, nor could he have grasped the thrown mirror so steadily.

Opening the window, Moze, who was a little excited, wanted to try the scope of this ability, but unfortunately found that no matter how concentrated he was, he could at most perceive the road passing by under the car, no matter how far away he was. There is only a blank space in my consciousness.

Leng Yan's attempt is not about how big the scope is, but to know how detailed this ability can be.After working so hard that he felt a headache, Leng Yan found a mummified cockroach that had been crushed to death under the carpet at some point.Even the bristles on the legs can be clearly felt, and the clarity is no less than that presented by a magnifying glass.

"This is us..." Leng Yan rubbed his temples that were swollen and sore from too much concentration, as if he was dizzy caused by writing homework for three hours in a row.

"Telepathy? Or sonar?" Moze raised the window again, closed his eyes and threw out the dagger with the scabbard. When the thrown dagger passed in front of him, Moze clearly felt the shape of the dagger.With a wave of his arm, Moze, who opened his eyes, couldn't help snapping the dagger tightly in his hand.

"It doesn't matter so much! Anyway, it's not bad for us!"

The suv that was driving normally came to a sudden brake, causing Moze, who was still holding a dagger, to hit the back of the seat in the front row. shoulders.

In front of the car window were four soldiers in anti-epidemic suits, with guns that could never be toys in their hands. Hidden under their masks, they stood behind a bunker composed of cars, and put down thick wooden sticks to stop the vehicle from continuing. drive.

Unless it is a heavy off-road or military vehicle with bulletproof armor, it is possible to directly break the barricade stick that requires three people to barely lift.

"The front is the military area. If you want to enter, you must get out of the car and walk. Turn in the vehicle. When you leave, you can pick up the car with the certificate we gave you."

After the three of them got out of the car with their backpacks on, a sentry got into the car and drove into a small building not far from under the raised barricade.

If Moze remembers correctly, this is an unfinished comprehensive building in the development plan of City C. There are supermarkets, hospitals, residential areas and schools. It is a very good concept.It's a pity that the project was stopped only halfway through the construction by the sudden epidemic.

However, the first underground parking garage and the first and second floors can be used as finished houses. After the Sentry drove the SUV away, one of the remaining Sentinels looked different from the others.He walked up to the three of them arrogantly, and raised his chin in the bloated anti-epidemic suit: "Three people? Follow me to the quarantine area!"

quarantine?Mo Ze and Leng Yan looked at each other, and then looked at Mom Mo who was walking in the front.

Pretending not to care, he put his hands in his pockets, but the palms in the pockets had already become a little wet.Even though it was December, Mo Ze could feel the sweat dripping from his body.

Looking sideways, Leng Yan didn't have a different reaction, but maybe like Moze, he also tried his best not to show timidity.

The bad thoughts in my mind can't be restrained from popping out. In the last days I have seen, under such circumstances, it is found that there are still conscious infected people. It seems that there is no good end except for being controlled and doing various experiments.

Walking into the room with white curtains in a nervous mood, two doctors were chatting in their seats, with a box of disposable syringes and sealed test tubes at hand, and saw the sentinel bring three people in , pointing to the bags on their bodies and said: "Put down the bags, come here to draw blood."

"What will happen if you get infected?" Moze took a picture of his red pupils on the metal logo on the schoolbag for a while, and asked the doctor who was already drawing blood for his mother.

"We will give them a certain amount of penicillin, food and water, and then ask them to leave." Looking at the sauce-red liquid in the needle tube, the doctor poured the drawn blood into the test tube, and took the infrared thermometer to shine on Mom Mo's forehead. for a while.

"The temperature is normal. Go to the bench over there and wait for the blood test results." Another doctor shifted his gaze to the two people who were still standing at the door, and shouted, "Come here, are you fainting from needles or blood?"

He curled his lips, isn't it just a blood test, the situation of infected people is much better than Moze imagined, but they can't enter the shelter, this is not too harsh a requirement, so Moze relaxed a lot and put his hands down To the doctor.

The result was what Moser had expected. The blood concentration was twice as high as normal, and the index of platelets, red blood cells, and white blood cells was abnormal. Just by looking at this test sheet, no matter how you look at it, you can tell that the two people who have already carried their backpacks on their shoulders Teenagers are not normal people.

The things that belong to women's products have been stuffed into Mo's mother's bag. Moze is carrying the bag with food and water, leaning against the door and waiting for the doctor to announce the result.

The doctor seemed a little hesitant. He took the test sheet and called the guard to ask a few questions. After seeing the guard shaking his head, he sighed.

He took out two already packed backpacks from under the table, [-] centimeters square, which was much bigger than Moser imagined.

"There are water purifiers, compressed biscuits and emergency medicines in it. There are also batteries and flashlights." After handing Moze and cold words, the doctor waved his hand and sat back in his seat: "Miss Li, I'm sorry for your child Infected, in order to ensure the safety of the shelter, they cannot enter, I hope you can understand."

"Then I can go with them! They are my children!"

"I'm sorry, this won't work. There is a shortage of talents in the refuge. We can't let you go back to a dangerous situation with a high-achieving electronics major like you." The sentinel blocked Mo's mother like a steel tower. Separated her from Moze, reached out and turned Mo's mother in a circle, and pushed her to a doctor: "Take her to be disinfected, and convince her by the way."

Two female nurses came out of some unknown room. After taking away Mo's mother's backpack, they forcibly helped Mo's mother into a dressing room with a windshield door.

Moze took the heavy backpack, looked at the mother who had been waiting through the window in the air shower, and leaned on Leng Yan's shoulder.Looking up at the sentinel who was at least 1.8 meters tall, Moze glanced back at the dimly lit house and smiled weakly: "Let's go now? Is it so urgent?"

"There is no need to discuss." The cold answer made Moze give up the idea of ​​discussing with the sentry, and made a gesture of asking sideways: "You go first."

He took out a piece of draft paper from his backpack, pulled out the ballpoint pen that came with him, wrote a few lines hastily, and handed it to the doctor.

"Give it to my mother, thank you." Sniffing his nose, Moze felt that if he didn't leave, he might not be able to hold back the expression on his face. At that time, his mother would probably be more worried about his safety.

After receiving the note that he had scribbled, the doctor tore off a corner of the paper, dipped a cotton swab in the iodine on the table, scratched a few words, and quietly stuffed it into Moze's hand.

The eyeballs moved back and forth between the soldier and Moze, the meaning contained in the eyes was very complicated, but it could be seen that it was not a good hint.

Before he could think about it, he was grabbed by the arm and dragged to the door. The sentry hidden under the epidemic prevention suit stared at Moze fiercely and pushed him out of the door.

"Hurry up! The longer you delay, the closer you will be to becoming monsters in the city! I don't want to collect your corpses for you!"

He helped Mo Ze up without saying a word, shook his head lightly, took the small bag in Mo Ze's hand, and carried it on his back together.