Chapter 409: Heartless Foreign Aid
He Rui stared blankly at his brother Ji walking slowly towards him from the shadows. Under the moonlight, his figure was tall and straight.
The altitude that was half a head higher than him made him suddenly realize from this perspective that his brother Ji's walking posture was actually quite nice, a bit like a model.
His eyes couldn't help but stick to the other person.
Originally, he was scratching his head because of what this person said.
Because no matter how he counted, he couldn't figure out how to divide the eight communicators.
He felt that the only person who could barely qualify to be his and Brother Ji's accomplice was Qin Su.
If we have to add Qin Su's annoying friends, and then add Liu Yue to the mix.
Including his brother, him, the captain and the vice-captain, there are only seven people.
So his brother wants eight communicators. Is the eighth one going to be given to Liu Yue’s dog?
He estimated that judging by the shape of the paws of the big black dog that urinated and defecated everywhere, it was unlikely that it could operate the communicator...
Did his brother drink fake wine?
Are you drunk?
He was very confused.
Hearing the banging sounds outside, He Rui felt that if he exerted a little more force, the door would be separated from the door frame.
It’s not that the person outside doesn’t have the ability to open the door, but he probably still maintains the common sense of not wanting to offend his brother.
He Rui watched Ji Changqing approaching step by step. The distance between them was getting shorter and shorter. He Rui had to look up and slowly move his gaze upwards, watching his brother Ji's handsome face gradually become clearer in the dark.
He Rui was about to say something.
Before he could utter a word, the person in front of him suddenly reached out and grabbed the back of his neck.
He Rui felt a numbness all over his body. He didn't know where this person had pinched him, but half of his body and head were swept by a strange feeling of pleasure.
At the same time, the scene in front of their eyes suddenly blurred, the hard ground under their feet disappeared for a moment, and the picture became stable and clear again, and they appeared in an unfamiliar place.
He Rui could see clearly from the corner of his eye that this was the rooftop of an unfamiliar and empty building.
He forgot about the beast tide for a moment because of the hand pinching the back of his neck.
My mind was full of how comfortable massage was.
He Rui couldn't help but wonder if he could ask his brother to massage him for half an hour after exercising or taking a shower in the future.
Thinking about it, I feel like I am against Tiangang.
The one who should give the massage to his brother Ji is himself.
The other party had already made a lot of efforts to take care of him, but he became more and more complacent, waiting for food and drinks like a big boss, and even wanted his brother to give him a massage...
He is so bad..
Just as he was blaming himself, He Rui suddenly heard the same noisy electrical noise coming from the communicator again.
Then came the voice that I had just heard not long ago.
The man's distorted voice came through the device, and he repeated the same request for help in a calm tone.
He Rui was curious and looked at the simple black brick-shaped device in his brother Ji's hand.
I didn't see it clearly before, but now I see after looking closely that this thing looks like a walkie-talkie and also like a mobile phone.
There is a thin black antenna on the top, probably for receiving signals.
Under a small black and white screen that is dimly lit and looks like a touch screen, there are many buttons with different functions and numbers marked on them.
The screen displayed complex line characters. He was confused at first glance and couldn't understand them.
The most you can tell is that it's a map.
He Rui sighed inwardly.
Although it looks like a product that has degenerated by 20 or 30 years, it is perhaps the most outstanding technological product that China can produce to adapt to the current situation of the destruction of artificial satellites and the complex magnetic field environment.
"Location." Ji Changqing turned on the reply function of the communicator, his voice cold and brief.
There seemed to be a delay on the other side, and the calm voice asking for help said two more words before suddenly stopping.
The noisy electric sound in the communicator did not disappear, proving that the other party's microphone was not turned off.
After a few seconds of silence, as if taking a deep breath, the other party hesitated and said, "...Tianjin 102? Are you asking about my location?"
Ji Changqing's attention was not entirely focused on the other party of the communicator.
He just distractedly answered, "The location of the beast tide."
He looked down at someone beside him who was curiously staring at the communicator in his hand. Thinking of the other person's reaction just now, he reached out and pinched the back of the person's neck again.
Gently knead with your fingertips.
She shuddered in amusement at the other's reaction, but didn't dodge his hand, a smile flashing in her eyes.
.....
In the five years since the disaster, the deaths of others and the sudden death and corpses of people we know have gradually become commonplace.
If you want to block out the pain of a loved one's death, the best option is to avoid connecting with vulnerable people.
...
As the scope of his domain gradually expanded, he could sense that people continued to die within his domain every hour.
Since no disaster has occurred in his territory that caused the simultaneous destruction of one or more shelters, the highest cause of mortality among survivors in the territory is currently cancer.
The sun hanging in the sky and the vast universe brought death to the survivors on this planet.
The virus, which also killed many people, became a ray of hope that tempered the bodies of the survivors, allowing a large number of people who were caught unprepared in the sunlight to survive even though their bodies were penetrated by the radiation like a sieve.
...Or maybe the five years he lived were too short and he didn't get to see the end.
After all, everyone who has been exposed to cosmic rays will have high-energy particles deposited in their bodies and will continue to suffer damage.
Induced cancer, damage to the nervous system, aging...another elimination round of life has led the most vulnerable guys to death one after another.
He had long since learned to ignore the life and death of those who had nothing to do with him.
Whether this shelter named 443 existed or not was of little significance to him.
After all, even if the shelter disappeared, the mutant animals he needed would still be active in that area.
The only impact would be that his credibility in the military would be damaged because he failed to avoid the loss of one shelter.
After another delay of a few seconds, a voice from the other end of the communicator exclaimed, "Where is the beast tide?!"
"They didn't tell you at all."
Ji Changqing's voice was dull. He was a little impatient because the other party kept answering irrelevant questions.
From 443's tone before, we can tell that this person is just asking for help without any hope.
Perhaps Shelter 102 wasn't completely confident, unsure if he would go back on his word, or even if he had the ability to stop the beast tide. Was that why they didn't notify Shelter 443 in advance?
"I'm an outside aid. Please look at my location and guide me to the direction where the mutant animals are gathering near your shelter."
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