As night falls, the city is shrouded in thick darkness. The survivors huddle in their dormitories, resisting the fear brought by the long night.
The electrical circuits on the street had been modified, and the street lamps a hundred meters apart emitted dim lights, barely providing a hazy vision in the darkness.
There seemed to be rustling noises in the darkness, and strange shadows appeared and disappeared.
The night wind was chilling and chilling, causing the mottled shadows of the trees to sway.
On the silent and empty streets, even the slightest movement was exceptionally clear, creating an atmosphere of unease in the apocalyptic night.
Although there is no curfew in Joensuu, as the night deepens, the survivors huddle in their rooms, as if it were a tacit understanding.
On the dim street, a beam of strong light came from a very far distance, instantly illuminating the long street.
Several guards in black uniforms patrolled here, shone their searchlights around, and continued to move forward while muttering.
"Something seems to be happening?"
"Fengsheng, let's go, the wind is so cold."
"Why are you shivering? Are you scared?"
The guard behind him kicked his colleague on the butt. "Bullshit! How can it be so cold in late July?! Hurry up, hurry up..."
"Who the hell knows, who in this world... is this person!?"
The guard suddenly saw a figure standing at the entrance of an alley on the side of the road. He shouted loudly to remind his companions and carefully took out his pistol and loaded it.
The man at the alley entrance stood there alone with his back to the three guards, looking a little eerie in the night.
The guards looked at each other, then approached cautiously with their guns raised.
"Hello, sir, how can I help you? Please turn around..."
Normal people don't want to travel at night, but there are too many abnormal people in this apocalypse.
In this depressing apocalyptic environment, it is not uncommon for people to commit extreme actions after a mental breakdown, which is the significance of night patrols.
Despite Lin Ruolan's efforts to combat the gray and black forces in the city, there are still many people who cannot withstand the pressure and go to extremes.
The guards came within a few steps of the man, who was wearing factory work clothes, was thin, had his back to the crowd and did not say a word.
"Sir, please cooperate with our investigation, otherwise we will have to take coercive measures."
The leading guard took a step forward, then suddenly turned around with his sluggish back and pounced on him with swift and powerful force, accompanied by a hoarse and strange roar.
“Hmm…”
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
…
The resounding gunshots broke the silence of the night. The three guards shot the guy with strange behavior into a sieve without hesitation and watched his body fall helplessly to the ground.
"What the hell is this?!"
The corpse fell to the ground, revealing its true appearance, causing the three guards at the gate to take a step back with grim expressions.
His face was dry and yellow, and his wide-open eye sockets were empty, with no eyeballs left.
The nose seemed to have been cut off, leaving an ugly scar.
The upper and lower lips of the mouth were sewn shut with fine thread, the sewing being done with the most careless care, like the stitching on a child's rags.
The man's facial features were completely destroyed. The tragic scene made the three guards at the gate shudder. The cold wind blew past them from behind in the middle of the night, and the three of them couldn't help shivering.
"Hurry... hurry and report it!"
"Yes! Let's go!"
clatter!
The sound of the cane station rang out, and a middle-aged man in a suit and holding a cane stood behind them and greeted them in a slightly vicissitudes of life tone.
"Good evening, gentlemen."
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