Chapter 50 Insects Flying

The next morning.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, like a thick black cloth covering the top of the head. The wind was howling constantly, the branches were swaying, and the green leaves were rustling.

Thunder roared in the distance, and a dark purple lightning suddenly struck down, and in an instant, it seemed to tear the sky apart.

A faint mist filled the air.

The ground rumbled twice, and Tang Yichao, who was sleeping in the car, suddenly woke up, picked up the Tang sword beside his head, opened the door, put one foot on the ground, and asked: "What's going on? Is there an earthquake?"

"No, they are coming." Jiang Yunqi raised his eyes and looked into the distance.

Tang Yichao followed his gaze and saw nothing but ruins: "What? They're coming?"

"Stupid! Have you forgotten our mission?" Yang Yitong nudged Tang Yichao with his shoulder, the orange light in his pupils still not fading.

His clairvoyance played a big role in this trip.

Yang Yitong closed his eyes, and his eyes returned to brown: "It's estimated that they will arrive in the vicinity in another kilometer, be prepared."

The others heard and hurriedly called the team members who were still asleep.

"More than yesterday?" Leng Lingfeng approached and asked.

"No, there are more than yesterday... I guess a large force is coming." Yang Yitong recalled the shocking scene she had just seen and said, "It's hard to count the exact number, but it is definitely several times more than yesterday's wave."

Zheng Yunshu: "Then this is difficult to deal with."

"Should we split up or work together?" She thought carefully and made a suggestion, "I think it's better to fight in the city than to go to the suburbs. The suburbs are empty and we can face the zombies directly."

"The road conditions in the city are complicated, and the tide of zombies can be automatically divided into several parts."

"The advantage of the former is that it is easier to escape from danger, as long as you have a car."

"Although the latter can fight a protracted war with the zombies, you have seen the roads here, it is difficult to drive away."

Gu Bingchen stretched his waist slightly, moved his wrists, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "We can't leave even if we want to."

As soon as the voice fell, the ground shook more and more. Everyone looked up and saw waves of zombies pouring into Ningcheng.

It seems that the local zombies in Ningcheng are not as numerous as this group of corpses.

A gust of wind blew up, and heavy rain poured down. In an instant, various supernatural powers lit up, like bright stars blooming in the rain.

The road conditions in the city are complicated. It is indeed as Zheng Yunshu said. These zombies are scattered in various places, which is not only conducive to their killing, but also allows them to breathe a little.

I don't know how much time has passed. The heavy rain stopped and then fell again. The sharp weapons in their hands were swung mechanically, and the zombies fell one by one.

Suddenly, someone looked up at the sky, and the big raindrops hit his face, which was a bit painful.

"What are you looking at? This is not the time to be in a daze. Come and help me!"

"No, I feel an unprecedented danger!"

"We must leave here... No, leave Ningcheng!"

The person who said this was the perceptive psychic.

Dark clouds rolled, thunder and lightning flashed, and there seemed to be a small black dot on the ten-thousand-foot dome, and it was slowly getting bigger.

The air was filled with the smell of blood and smoke.

Jiang Yunqi's pupils shrank. Having fought on the frontline battlefield for decades, he immediately sensed the danger and pulled Gu Bingchen, who was still fighting, over. At the same time, he raised his voice, and his tone, which had always been flat, was tinged with anxiety: "Run!"

Long Yilan and Xie Er felt something was wrong at the same time. They quickly came to Chu Wanyue and Tang Yichao, and dragged them to the car under the latter's puzzled gaze.

Seeing this, Mu Weixi shook his sore arm and said sarcastically: "Don't be afraid..."

Before he finished speaking, he was drowned by the sound of artillery bombardment, and the fire suddenly lit up, and a huge impact force knocked them away one by one.

Jiang Yunqi gritted his teeth and used his mental power to resist. He felt a sharp pain deep in his sea of ​​consciousness. His mental power, which was expected to recover, fell again.

Gu Bingchen immediately came back to his senses, grabbed Jiang Yunqi's hand, and held him in his arms. In a very urgent situation, he finally learned another way to use his mental power, but it was too late.

All the people who were fighting with the zombies just now were all knocked away by the shock wave and scattered in different directions.

At the Meicheng base, the survivors who heard the sound walked out of the room one after another, and saw a weapon that had never been seen before on the roof of the research institute. It looked like a cannon.

"Hey, why are you dropping artillery shells on Ningcheng again?"

"I heard that there is a tide of zombies in Ningcheng. If we don't use artillery shells to eliminate them all at once, our base will be surrounded by zombies!"

"Wow, that's so scary. It's better to drop artillery shells. It's best to catch them all in one swoop."

"Yes, we must catch them all in one swoop." The young man stood at the highest point of the base with an umbrella. Under the rain and mist, a faint smile rose on his handsome face. He looked towards the direction of Ningcheng, and a low murmur was blown away by the breeze.

"I can't help it. You know too much."

"Secretary Shao, there is a group of people under the city gate scolding us." The subordinate ran up to the city tower panting.

Shao Lin looked back: "Oh? Who is it?"

Subordinates: "They are members of various superpower teams."

"Do you know that there are still survivors in Ningcheng!"

"Yes! And our captain!"

"Please give us an answer from the base!"

The loud words were spoken by the members of Lin Jinnan's team.

The leader was Fang Xiaoya. Her

beautiful face was tense and her eyes were blazing, obviously dissatisfied with the base's actions.

A few minutes ago, when she learned that the base was going to use thermal weapons to bomb Ningcheng, Fang Xiaoya, who was already worried about the safety of the captain and his team, suddenly burst into tears.

Base!

How dare they!

So, she hurried to ask for an explanation.

When Fang Xiaoya arrived, there was a group of people gathered at the foot of the tower. After asking, she found out that they were members of several other teams, and some of them were even acquaintances.

They were all shocked and angry, and came to question her.

"Maybe, we should sit down and have a good chat?"

The young man's gentle tone and humble and polite attitude made the other survivors feel good about him, but at the same time, they also felt that Fang Xiaoya and the others were very rude.

Noticing the stagnation of the atmosphere around them,

Fang Xiaoya suppressed her anger and impatience, pursed her lips, and said, "Okay, then let's find a place to talk about this!"

After that, she turned around and left.

"It's raining heavily, and it's easy to catch a cold. You should go home early." Before Shao Lin left, he made a special reminder, which left a good impression on the survivors.

The strong wind and heavy rain hit objects violently, making a series of muffled sounds. The saplings were uprooted and fell from the air, hitting the car windows. The shattering of the glass was like a switch, followed by a bigger gust of wind, which swept up a large number of objects and then fell heavily. Ningcheng, which was already in a mess, was even more devastated.

The hair rope broke at some point. Jiang Yunqi, with his wet black hair on his head, slowly opened his eyes at a corner of the wall.

He moved his fingers and found that his left arm was dislocated. There was a heavy object on his calf. Rain mixed with blood flowed on the concrete floor. Jiang Yunqi barely propped himself up and looked around.

"Gu... cough cough!" He coughed violently as soon as he opened his mouth, his voice hoarse.

A few steps away from him, Gu Bingchen fell to the ground with his eyes closed, his body covered with wounds, unconscious.

Jiang Yunqi glanced at his dislocated left arm, stretched out his right hand, and exerted force.

With a crisp "click", he connected his arm back without changing his expression.

He pushed open an iron door that was pressing on his calf, but fortunately there were other things blocking it, so the iron door did not hit his calf directly.

Otherwise, he would have been disabled.

Jiang Yunqi staggered to his feet, endured the severe pain, and walked slowly to Gu Bingchen.

His fingers touched the young man's pale cheek, and it felt cold.

It is not advisable to stay here for long, they have to find a safe place.

Jiang Yunqi looked around but didn't see anyone else. He was a little worried, but for the current situation, the most urgent thing was to take the person away first.

He leaned over and picked up Gu Bingchen. The sudden increase in weight almost made him fall. He calmed down and began to look for a safe place.

The sudden explosion not only made their lives unknown, but also the corpses were blown into pieces, and they could not be recovered for the time being. The heavy

rain gradually became smaller. The violent typhoon had passed. The rain was gentle, as if soothing the earth that had just been traumatized.

When the night came, the rain disappeared quietly, and the sky seemed to be clearing up.

In a small forest, Chu Wanyue shook her swollen and painful head and slowly woke up.

She felt a tightness in her chest, as if someone was lying there.

She lowered her eyes and looked in surprise.

It was Long Yilan.

At this moment, she also opened her eyes, caught off guard, and the two looked at each other.

Just as Long Yilan was about to speak, she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and then started coughing.

Chu Wanyue hurriedly said, "Don't move!"

Only then did she realize that there was a broken branch pressing against Long Yilan's back. The branch was as thick as an adult man's thigh. Chu Wanyue used the only remaining supernatural power to roll up the branch with vines and threw it on the side of the road.

"You..." Chu Wanyue's eyes touched the wound on Long Yilan's back, and for a moment, her throat seemed to be blocked by something.

Long Yilan's back was covered with wounds from gravel and even large bruises. The finger-wide wounds were soaked in rain and turned white. If they were not treated, she might have a fever.

Chu Wanyue stretched out her cool little hand and placed it on Long Yilan's forehead.

Hiss! It's

so hot!

She really has a high fever!

There was no thermometer around, but Chu Wanyue initially judged that Long Yilan's body temperature was definitely not lower than 40 degrees.

Long Yilan said hoarsely, "It's okay, I'm in good health, just a little fever, it will be fine soon."

"I told you not to talk."

Chu Wanyue frowned, and she couldn't help feeling angry when she saw that the patient didn't care about his body at all.

Now, the rain has stopped. The two of them are in a high place, where there is no water accumulation and the ground is relatively dry. Chu Wanyue's backpack has long gone, so she can only let Long Yilan take out common medicines and clean clothes from her space button.

"What? No clothes?"

Chu Wanyue was incredulous: "No medicines? Then what do you put in your space?!"

Long Yilan suddenly felt guilty, lowered her head, and dared not speak.

"Then what do you have in your space?" "

There are these..." Long Yilan put out a little fire stone and a bottle of iodine that was almost empty.

Xie Er asked her to put the iodine in.

Chu Wanyue: "..."

Forget it, it's better than nothing.

She lit a fire and helped Long Yilan sit next to the campfire.

Fortunately, she is a water-based mutant.

Chu Wanyue used clean water to clean the wound on her back.

"Go to sleep," she rubbed iodine around the wound to effectively sterilize it, so as to prevent Long Yilan's wound from festering and then having a high fever.

But Long Yilan said, "I can't sleep."

She took good care of Chu Wanyue, so she was covered in wounds, while the latter only had a few scratches.

Chu Wanyue patted her legs and let Long Yilan put her head on her legs. She looked up at the fireflies flying in the air with bright and clear eyes. She asked softly, "Then I will sing a song for you?"

Long Yilan lay on Chu Wanyue's legs and nodded gently, "Okay."

"The dark sky is low, and the bright stars are following. The insects are flying, the insects are flying, who are you missing..."

Chu Wanyue sorted out Long Yilan's knotted golden curly hair. The singing voice was gentle and delicate, as soft as the spring breeze. The hazy moonlight sprinkled on her elegant and beautiful face, mysterious and beautiful.