Chapter 33 No chapter title

The damage to Yuncheng was less severe than that to Ningcheng. Most of the buildings inside were still intact, and there were more traces of survivors.

In just one morning, Jiang Yunqi and his team saw not only one group of people, but at least four or five groups.

Among them, there was a group of people who looked very young, probably just entering high school. They looked shabby, thin, and ran away in panic.

Behind them were groups of zombie cats.

"My hands are a little rusty." Long Yilan moved her joints and rushed into the cat group without saying a word.

Xie Er followed closely behind.

"Aren't you going up to help?" Gu Bingchen took two steps back to avoid being poked by Long Yilan's spear. After all, he had been poked by her three times, not twice.

As the old saying goes, three times is a good thing.

If he gets poked for the fourth time, it's not that Long Yilan is inflexible, but that he is as stupid as a pig.

Jiang Yunqi dodged a zombie cat that was waiting for an opportunity to bite him with its claws bared, and said lightly: "No, they can handle it."

One is a double S-level Alpha.

The other is the strongest Beta in the star.

If they can't handle this attack, don't say you are his soldier when you go out.

The long spear in Long Yilan's hand was made by Xie Er from the remains of the 'Iris Tail' after seeing the cold weapons of Blue Star. It is hard but not without flexibility. Under the reflection of the sunlight, it emits a sharp cold light. The

sharp weapon pierced into the neck of the zombie cat, and with a strong thrust, the head and body were separated.

Seeing that she had finished the killing, Xie Er put away his weapon, bent down, and used a sharp dagger to split open the head along the hole made by the spear, looking for the crystal core.

Although there were a lot of zombie cats, the crystal cores formed were very few.

The others standing not far away had never seen such a cruel way of opening the brain and the brains of searching for crystal cores, and the hairs on their arms stood up immediately.

Lin Jinnan wanted to say something but stopped. With a glance at Jiang Yunqi and Gu Bingchen standing side by side, calm and composed, he swallowed the words back.

He turned around, walked towards the group of shivering students, and asked softly, "Are you all right?"

Someone suddenly shed tears, and several others were infected and sobbed one after another.

Even though it has been half a year since the end of the world, the minds of teenagers are still pure and ignorant. They used to live in the classroom with mountains of books and seas of questions. Their biggest worry was just worrying about grades, not like now, they have to flee everywhere for survival every day, full of fear and struggle all the time.

So, after meeting a group of strong and reliable adults, the teenagers finally couldn't help crying.

Lin Jinnan was stunned for a moment, and was quite at a loss. It was only when the only girl in the search and rescue team elbowed him that he came to his senses.

"Classmates, where are you from?" The girl's name is Tan Ling. She is only in her early twenties. She has chubby cheeks and round eyes. She is very friendly and can calm the teenagers' emotions.

"No...it's okay. They are just scared. In fact, we are also very powerful." The boy who spoke should be the leader. He wiped his tears and lowered his head, a little embarrassed.

Tan Ling's eyebrows curved: "Of course, those who can survive are very powerful, and you are too."

"What's your name?"

The boy scratched his head: "My name is Xu Kewen, and they are both my classmates."

The person he pointed at raised his head. Although he stopped crying, his eyes were still red.

Tan Ling softened her heart and took out some compressed biscuits from her schoolbag.

"Sister, we can't have it." Xu Kewen waved her hands frantically.

Lin Jinnan stepped forward and forcefully stuffed the supplies into their arms: "Eat, we have no shortage of food."

Xu Kewen nodded obediently: "Thank you."

Gu Bingchen leaned against the car door and began to comment: "Look, our good man, Captain Lin, the living Bodhisattva, is online again."

He did not deliberately lower his voice when he said this, and the main point was to hit you in the face.

Mu Weixi sneered, rarely agreeing with Gu Bingchen's words: "The prefix can be longer, you forgot to say one more thing about doing good deeds without leaving a name."

Gu Bingchen didn't even look at him: "Who cares how I say it?"

"Captain, calm down!" The younger brother grabbed the furious Mu Weixi tightly.

The midday sun was scorching, the temperature rose sharply, and the ground was steaming. Long Yilan was like a wilted cucumber, weak and powerless. She leaned her head against the car window, her mouth slightly open, relying on the wind outside to dissipate the heat.

Xie Er gently turned Long Yilan's head: "Don't stick your head and body out of the window."

Long Yilan looked at Xie Er with disdain as he rolled up the car window, leaving only a small gap.

"It seems that we are going in the opposite direction." Jiang Yunqi replaced Gu Bingchen in the driver's seat and drove the car. He frowned slightly and saw that the car leading the way turned a corner and drove in the opposite direction.

"Huh?" Gu Bingchen, who closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, took off his sunglasses and looked straight ahead.

Xie Er tapped the plastic-wrapped map with his fingers and drew several routes with his hand as a pen: "This road can also get to the destination, and it is closer and takes less time, but..."

He glanced at the scene outside the car window. The vegetation was getting denser and denser, and the road under his feet was getting steeper and steeper: "But this road is a small road."

Long Yilan felt the bumps and her expression was a little ugly: "Anyone can see it with their eyes. It is such a deserted place. No one will find you if you die here." "

You have learned a lot of idioms." Gu Bingchen glanced at her.

"Of course! I know more." Long Yilan puffed out her chest and raised her chin slightly, looking very proud.

Gu Bingchen: "...I complimented you a few times, and you're still arrogant?"

Jiang Yunqi calmly slowed down the car: "Those students are not good people."

Xie Er: "Yeah, I can see it."

Those teenagers obviously deliberately lured the zombie cats here. Their motives are unknown, and they are definitely not harmless.

"Tsk, only some idiots really think that there are more good people in the apocalypse." Gu Bingchen put on his sunglasses again, crossed his arms, and found a comfortable position to half-lying in the passenger seat. "These days, let alone the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled, even a dog that suddenly appears, you have to suspect whether there is a conspiracy."

The other three people in the car were generals, equivalent to the Blue Star soldiers, but they were not the kind of people who were brainless and would help the vulnerable groups as soon as they saw them.

Saving people also depends on the situation.

"Um, Sister Lingling, who are those people at the end of the convoy?" Xu Kewen was sitting in the passenger seat and giving directions. When he saw the convoy in the rearview mirror, he suddenly asked.

Tan Ling: "Oh, except for the one with short black hair and sunglasses, I know him. His name is Gu Bingchen. He is a Class A dual-powered person. Don't mess with him no matter what. He is a bit cold-blooded and ruthless."

"As for the other three..." Tan Ling put her finger on her chin and thought for a few seconds, "I don't know them either, but judging from their aura, they should be very powerful bosses."

Xu Kewen nodded as if he understood, and asked again: "Aren't you together?"

"We are together." Tan Ling had been at the base to handle the logistics of the search and rescue team. She had never left the base and had never directly felt the dangers of human nature, so she was not on guard at all and talked a lot like spilling beans.

"Ahem."

After seeing Tan Ling start talking about the internal affairs of the search and rescue team, Lin Jinnan, who was driving in silence, coughed twice.

"Haha, let's stop talking. I'm thirsty too." Tan Ling was still talking, but she didn't dare to continue talking under the captain's gaze.

Xu Kewen smiled and said, "It's okay. Sister has already told us a lot."

"The base is really good. There is food and drink, and a place to shelter from the wind and rain." He said, lowering his head and sighing, "Unlike us, we are afraid that we will wake up the next day and find that we have one less friend."

"Sister Tan, you know, there were actually more than 30 of us at the beginning. Look at us now." He turned his head to look at the partners sitting on both sides of Tan Ling, his tone mixed with sadness and nostalgia, "Now there are only three of us left."

Tan Ling has a sister, who is cute and sensible, but died at the hands of zombies in the early days of the apocalypse. When she saw the boy of the same age as her sister, her eyes suddenly turned red, and her heart was sour and swollen. She sniffed and said, "Captain, why don't we take them back to the base, okay?"

Lin Jinnan was about to nod in agreement, but his peripheral vision suddenly caught a glimpse of the complacency that flashed across Xu Kewen's eyes, and the words took a detour when they reached his lips.

"We are not the only team in this operation. We need to ask Mu Weixi and Gu... Jiang Yunqi for their opinions."

Xu Kewen's eyebrows slightly raised, and the corners of his mouth slowly fell.

Seeing this, Lin Jinnan, who had deliberately paid attention to him, had a sense of foreboding.

...

In the dilapidated thatched house, the air was filled with an unbearable stench of decay and pungent urine. On the yellow soil, white bones piled up like a mountain, and some bones were still clinging to flesh and blood that had not been eaten clean.

A few hundred meters away from the thatched house was a large area of ​​unfinished abandoned buildings.

Several bodies with missing arms and legs were hanging from the ceiling of one of the buildings. Drops of blood fell onto the concrete floor, forming a pool of blood. The floor and walls were covered with bloodstains and bloody handprints. In

the leeward side, a pot was placed over a blazing fire, making a gurgling sound and filled with hot air.

"Grandma, Xiaohe is ready to eat." Someone pushed open the creaking wooden door, and a gust of wind blew in. The flames of the bonfire flickered like a monster with bared fangs and claws.

The old lady with a haggard face, gray hair, and a hunched body was stirring the boiling hot soup in the pot with a spatula in her hand. A strange meaty aroma penetrated the noses of the other people present.

Someone swallowed his saliva, staring at the pot with green eyes.

The old lady's voice was hoarse and expressionless: "The eighth from the left, there are still a few ribs."

Upon hearing this, someone immediately took action, picked up the pig-killing knife, and chopped the bones again and again. Blood splashed on their faces and clothes. With their ferocious faces, they looked like evil spirits from hell.

"Grandma, what are we going to eat today?"

"Grandma, there is not enough food, we need to go hunting."

"Grandma, the bones are hard to chew, can I eat the meat on the thigh?"

Among the several chaotic voices, there was actually a child's voice.

The old lady's cloudy eyes swept over everyone present one by one, and then she slowly stepped back two steps to make room.

These people swarmed forward, ignoring the scalding flames and hot soup, they pushed the pot over, and the meat fell to the ground.

"It smells so good."

"It tastes so good."

"This piece is mine!"

They held pieces of meat from various parts in their hands, with blood and flesh still on their sharp teeth, and buried their heads in eating. At that moment, these people looked more like zombies.