The originally warm atmosphere gradually cooled down.
Su Tao had a bad feeling and left the dormitory to look for Pei Dong, but from a distance she saw her frowning as she listened to someone reporting something.
Just as she was about to step forward, Guan Zining suddenly stopped her and shook his head:
"Xia Qing may not be able to come back. The fighting has started again over there, and this time there are more than ten Blood Scythes and hundreds of ordinary zombies. They have surrounded the camp tightly. The people Pei Dong sent to support them didn't even see the shadow of Ye Xia Qing and the others before they were beaten and retreated."
Su Tao froze in place, still a little dazed, and asked:
"What do you mean you can't come back?"
Guan Zining was a little irritated, and his tone was not very good:
"They will die. There's nothing we can do to save them."
Su Tao looked back at the simple dormitory, and saw the unopened cake and colorful balloons inside, and she couldn't help crying:
"She's only 23 and hasn't even celebrated her birthday yet. Is there really no way?"
Pei Dong heard the sound and walked over. Her back was still as straight as a soldier's, and her steps were still steady, but her hands holding Su Tao were trembling slightly:
"Taozi, there's nothing we can do. This is their mission."
Su Tao didn't know how she got back. When she arrived at the gate of Taoyang, she was still holding a gift for Ye Xiaqing in her hand. It was a dictionary, which she had begged from Mr. Mei.
She still clearly remembers Ye Xiaqing's lonely expression when he said he couldn't write.
Guan Zining got out of the car, picked up the bucket of ice cream that had already melted into water, and smashed it into the trash can, then punched and kicked the trash can.
Su Tao stared at her blankly for a while, then went back silently after she went crazy.
I’m so tired today. I don’t want to work on the construction anymore. I’ll go to bed early.
Seeing that she had fallen asleep, Lin Fangzhi carefully picked up the clothes she had scattered on the floor and put them into the washing machine. He also fed the cats and dogs. After taking care of all the trivial matters, he leaned against her door and fell asleep with her breathing.
Su Tao slept restlessly the whole night. Sometimes she dreamed that Yan Yan, who was four or five years old, had grown up and turned into a teenager. The familiarity made her tremble with fear. Sometimes she dreamed that Ye Xiaqing blew out the candles, opened the gifts, and smiled brightly.
When I woke up, my pillow was wet, I couldn't tell if it was from tears or sweat.
Seeing that it was only six in the morning, she sent a message to ask how Pei Dong was doing.
Pei Dong replied immediately:
"We held off the zombies and didn't let a large number of them into the city. Don't worry."
We held off the entire night and fought the zombies.
I wonder how many people, like Ye Xiaqing, have defended the city behind them with their lives.
"Can Xia Qing be found?" Even if it's just the remains of a corpse, it will be fine.
Pei Dong took a long time to reply to her this time:
"Not necessarily. The battlefield is too chaotic. We will hold a collective funeral for the fallen soldiers."
Su Tao exited the chat box and left a message to Shi Zijin:
"Where have you been? Are you all right?"
Still the familiar message fell on deaf ears and there was no response.
Unable to fall asleep any more, she simply got up and started reading the news from Dongyang.
Most of them were reports and praises of the garrison troops defending their homeland. The old leader also promised to personally visit the homes of the fallen soldiers to express his condolences, and the families of the fallen soldiers would be supported by the government.
Su Tao felt relieved when she saw this. She was glad that Dongyang had an old leader who put the interests of the people first in charge.
If this happened in another base, the first people the Blood Scythe would attack would probably be ordinary people.
She suddenly thought that it was probably not just Dongyang that suffered a large-scale attack.
What about the Yuncang base next to it, and the Shouan base further away?
At this moment, Shouan Base was also suffering the same blow.
Dozens of powerful blood sickles and a large number of ordinary zombies rushed into the city without any hindrance, killing and eating them wantonly. In just one night, the city became a living hell.
The Shou'an warlords did nothing and all hid in the wealthy area, watching the blood flow like a river outside.
Wu Zhen and his family of three hid at home. Outside, they could hear the roars of zombies and the screams of humans. Warm blood splattered on the window glass from time to time.
Wu Zhen's wife was already at a loss, holding her son in fear:
"How could this happen? Everything was fine for more than 20 years. Why did the city suddenly fall? Where is the army? Why didn't anyone come out to protect us?"
Wu Zhen remained calm, took a deep breath and said:
"Are you dreaming? Will the warlords care about us? They're scared to death themselves now!"
His wife shook her head frantically. "The warlords won't care about those useless people out there, but they certainly won't ignore you! That's right! Call the Jiang family and have them send troops to protect us! Go ahead and fight! Fight quickly!"
Wu Zhen threw the communicator to her: "Come on, call."
The wife grabbed the communicator tremblingly and called the Jiang family's housekeeper, only to find that she had been blocked by the other party!
She stood there in a daze, somewhat at a loss.
Wu Zhen laughed at himself and said, "After so many years, you should have seen clearly that I am nothing in their eyes. I am just a clown looking for fun."
The wife still shook her head, unwilling to face reality.
Wu Zhen lay deflated on the sofa:
"If you hadn't stopped us, we would have followed Su Tao to Dongyang and Taoyang long ago. We wouldn't be trapped here waiting to die like this."
His wife retorted, "Dongyang might have fallen by now. You'll die wherever you go. Don't try to blame me."
Wu Zhen sat up and pointed at her with a look of disapproval:
"You! Can you use your brain to think about it? Even if Dongyang really fell, considering how much they value food and crops, we will be the ones who are being protected and retreating!"
The wife was stunned. So everything was her fault?
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