"I...can't breathe...cough..."

“Huh…huh—”

Yang Jinxia stood in the darkness, quietly watching the tears falling from the eyes of the girl on the hospital bed. Then, the scene quickly faded away and disappeared into the darkness in the distance.

She opened her eyes and immediately realized something was wrong; this was not her room.

Where is this? How did I get here?

Kidnapping?

She looked at the gray sky above and her heart sank. In the few seconds it took her to sit up from the ground, she had already prepared for the worst.

The scene before her shattered all her previous guesses and made her face turn as pale as paper in an instant.

Here is the ruins of a city.

The collapsed building was a pile of bricks and rubble. At her feet, there was a deformed aluminum window frame, standing in a strange posture, swaying gently with the whistling wind.

This is the dead silence of the end of the world.

This concept popped up in her mind, and for a moment, she felt a deep chill rising from her heart, fear uncontrollably flashed in her eyes, and her body began to tremble slightly.

Da! Suddenly, there was a slight sound of stones colliding behind me.

This is……

In her ears, this slight sound was like thunder, and she turned her head sharply.

She saw a man getting up from the ground not far behind her.

Someone!

The appearance of this person saved her from endless fear. For her, living alone in a dead world was the most terrifying thing.

In a flash, she recovered and immediately weighed the pros and cons. Seeing that the man was standing with his back to her, she quietly hid behind a half-collapsed brick wall and observed him through a gap.

The man's identity is unknown, so it's better not to rush into contact with him.

He was dressed in ordinary clothes, about 1.75 meters tall, and didn't look very strong. She made an assessment in her mind and felt somewhat disappointed.

Hmm? You recovered from the shock so quickly. You have a pretty good grasp of it.

What is he looking for? A dead body?

She looked in the direction the man was looking and was a little surprised that she hadn't noticed it just now.

After thinking about it, I realized that the body was in the blind spot of my vision, so it was normal that I couldn't find it.

Then she saw the man picked up a gun next to the corpse, opened the magazine and took a look at it, then put it back in, and then pulled the gun body, which should be a cocking action.

Could he be a policeman? She was delighted. His skilled movements must indicate that he was someone who often touched a gun. In China, there were only two groups of people: the police and the military. His behavior did not seem like someone who came from the military.

It is extremely lucky to meet a policeman in such an environment.

However, she did not impulsively run out to meet him, but planned to observe for a while longer.

Next, the man held the gun and walked towards a building in front of him with a vigilant attitude. This further confirmed her guess that the other party was most likely a policeman.

She followed the man quietly, but his attention was focused on the front and he didn't notice her.

The man searched inside for a while and actually put on a strange-looking mechanical armor, half of which was broken, so he only had half of it. Then, he demonstrated the power of the mechanical armor and lifted a concrete pillar on the ground.

She was very surprised. That concrete pillar must have weighed at least several tons. How could it be lifted up with half a set of weird-looking mechanical armor? It was impossible for the current earth technology to create such a thing, right? Her company also invested in some high-tech industries, and had a certain understanding of cutting-edge technology. If there was such a product, it would be impossible for them not to know about it.

Just when she was a little surprised, the man suddenly turned around and fired a shot with a bang.

What happened?

She was startled. Why did he shoot for no reason? Then there was a series of gunshots. She couldn't help but stick her head out a little and finally saw the monster not far in front of the man. It turned out that he was in danger.

He probably has no experience in using guns against enemies.

She saw something from the man's reaction and guessed that he was a novice. Judging from his profile, he was also relatively young.

However, his marksmanship was excellent. Even though he performed so poorly, every shot hit the monster's head.

A new police officer who graduated not long ago, joined the police force for some time, has excellent marksmanship, but has no experience in dealing with major cases.

She already had a general picture of the other person in her mind.

After a while, the man recovered, found some things at the scene, and left in a hurry.

She hurriedly chased after him, but didn't dare to speak rashly, even though she judged that this man would not have any ill will towards her.

However, his nerves should still be in a tense state. If he shoots himself out of reflex, it would be a very unfair death.

The man's running posture was very strange, he limped, but his speed was very fast. After a while, he entered a building.

She followed him into the building, walked to the stairs, and listened to the footsteps that continued up to the rooftop until they disappeared.

What was he doing on the rooftop? She was a little curious, and after thinking about it, she didn't rush to follow him, but looked around the building.

Finally, she found a relatively intact mirror in a room. She blew away the dust on it and began to tidy it up.

She was wearing green pajamas and no makeup. She removed her makeup before going to bed, so she was completely bare-faced. However, she was a little sweaty and dusty after the jog.

She carefully wiped off the dust, straightened her clothes, and imagined the scene of meeting the man in her mind.

She knew that for now, if she wanted to survive better, she had to rely on the man on the rooftop.

Fortunately, he was a young police officer and there was little concern that he would hurt himself.

All she can use now are the weapons that women are born with.

The target was a grassroots police officer who came from an ordinary family and had an ordinary appearance... She gradually formed a plan in her mind, and had already thought about what to say and what kind of expression and tone to use when they met.

After replaying the scene of their meeting twice in her mind, she walked up the stairs.

The floor was quite high, so she took several breaks along the way, otherwise she would sweat too much and it would affect her image.

Finally, she reached the last flight of stairs.

She paused to adjust herself and walked up.

PS: After some consideration, I decided to put her perspective here. It would be difficult to fully portray this character using only the protagonist's perspective.

(End of this chapter)