‘Thick concrete partitions together obstruct the line of sight n’

Lin Xiang slowly walked to the stairs and looked at the alloy handrail with a slightly arched surface area, and his eyes fell on Ahao who was bent beside him, and said seriously: "I spared your life, but it doesn't mean I will always be so kind. It's simple to kill you. I know you won't feel the pain, but I have many ways to make you feel pain. Life is worse than death." "I don't know if you understand this sentence. I'll remind you not to anger me, and don't think that those boring actions will work for me. I can give you a chance to verify. Even. c." You can wait until the evening."

The zombie raised her head, and her eyes that were slightly confused seemed to have a look of insight into the world. He seemed to understand what Lin Xiang said, but seemed to know nothing. However, "he" no longer maintained the invitation movement like he had just now. Instead, he stood there for nearly three minutes before he carried the broken woven pocket again, walked past Lin Xiang, and slowly climbed up the stairs with a sway.

Does the living zombies have the same wisdom as humans? Lin Xiang is not sure.

Ah Hao has already shown fear of death and knows the power of pistols and bullets. Then, he should be able to understand what he wants to express in his words.

In the relevant information of the Joint Doctors Association and the Knights of the Skeleton, no records of zombies were found. C should be attributed to the huge number of mutant beasts deep in the ruins. It is difficult, or it should be said that it is impossible to search the ruins in full by parasites alone. Radiation and death discourage them from this. Just like Bermuda, Shennongjia, Mariana Trench, Loch Ness c.c.c.c. are dangerous and mysterious areas that cannot be explored by human technology, and even more impossible to truly penetrate deep. No one knows where there is. Snowmen, electromagnetic storms, aliens, prehistoric sea monsters."." "Under the blurry photos and the so-called "witness with your own eyes" knit, humans can only control the changes in things to the extent they can accept. They cannot truly get in touch with the truth, and naturally they can only create mystery in guessing.

I'm afraid even the Rockefeller family did not expect that there would be living zombies in this world. They are not walking zombies who wander in the wilderness and only have the most basic appetite. Instead, they have intelligent life forms that look similar to humans, understand emotional changes, think, and have language ability. At present, their combat abilities seem very weak, but they can live in the ruins of mutant beasts. "." This is indeed difficult to explain, and even cannot be understood at all.

The stairs were already worn out. Judging from the pattern, it should be said that they were polished and smooth marble. When they stepped on it, a cold and hardness came from the soles of the shoes. It made him think of the tombstones inserted in front of the grave.

Upstairs is a long and narrow corridor.

The light shines in from the cracks of the house and the windows, and in the deep darkness, a mysterious hazy charm is revealed.

The two people, to be precise, should be two zombies, standing next to the ladder. They silently stared at Ah Hao who was walking slowly from below, with gray eyes that could not judge the true meaning of his eyes, and also paid more attention to Lin Xiangc who followed him.

There is no doubt that "they" are two women.

It is not difficult to judge this - "they" are all wearing skirts. Of course, in Lin Xiang's eyes, it is actually some wraps made of ragged cloth strips and old plastic bags, tied around his waist by a few ropes. A strand of dry springs drooped from the gray head, and there are a sharp cone-shaped bulge on both sides of the shrinking chest. The surface is covered with wrinkled dry skin, which looks like overnight buns with poor workmanship and not completely foamed flour. But Lin Xiang knew that it was actually a lack of nutrition and was almost unconstrained.

These characteristics prove that "they" are women. If we use what Rand Walker calls "academic language", or should we call "they" "female zombies".

"My chess (wife) son."

Ahao's pronunciation is still not standard, and it must be connected through the words and the things themselves to truly understand what he wants to express. After looking at the female zombie standing next to the corridor, Lin Xiang nodded silently, followed Ahao who was leading the way in front and walked into the room on the side.

This is probably a company office in the old era. The wooden table with partitions was piled up in the corner of the wall. On the empty ground in the middle, there was a layer of soft and dry leaves collected from the outside. There were no pots and pans, nor stoves and turbids. Except for a few wooden boards that should be used as tables and stools, there were only steel knives that were collected from where they were collected. They were piled randomly next to them, with moldy and deformed surfaces, and could no longer be worn.

When the two "women" sat down on the floor, Lin Xiang clearly saw... from the edge of the corners of their skirts, a sharp blade with a metallic luster appeared.

It can be imagined that if he was walking in front and standing at the top of the stairs, the "they" who were standing in the upper part of the stairs would pounce from a hidden position. In addition to the left arm that had evolved into a bone blade, the right hand holding the knife was also lethal. He secretly looked at Lin Xiang and confirmed that he did not show hostility or murderous intent. Ahao's stiff and wrinkled face finally gradually slowed down. He untied the rope from the braided pocket and poured the vegetable roots on the floor. He picked up the largest one from it, held it in his hand, carefully wiped the mud on the surface, and handed it respectfully to Lin Xiang with a somewhat awkward flattering expression.

"City (eat)."

After all, he still lacks the necessary pronunciation organs for humans. The atrophy and degenerate throat, and I don’t know how long it will last. Lin Xiang took the vegetable root, approached his eyes and looked at it carefully for a few seconds, and stuffed it back into Ahao’s hand. He said in an unquestionable cold tone: “You, and they, let me eat it now. Let’s show it to me.

Very surprised and very surprised.

It can be seen that it is difficult for Ahao to understand Lin Xiang’s orders.

This is his only food, and it can be summarized with the three words "most precious".

Many things have inter-performing logic. The difference between rich and poor has existed since ancient times. Just like the village man never understands that the emperor's New Year's food is definitely not white rice, fat bacon, poor people cannot understand the value of a pair of shoes of a noble lady, and he can't make it back for a hundred years. Ah Hao also cannot imagine that there are things in the world that are better than vegetable roots. After all, "." The consciousness remaining in his brain is just sowing seeds, managing, and harvesting." "With his current physical condition, it is difficult to tell whether they will really feel "hungry". However, in their subconscious mind, they still feel that they must eat.

There is no fire for baking, let alone cooking. You can grab the vegetable roots and stuff them into your mouth, and chew them with your teeth. Perhaps because the brain function is still alive, the masseter muscles of the Ah Hao family still maintain sufficient toughness. The teeth are very sharp and no longer have thick and strong molars like humans, but all become sharp at the tips and similar to canine teeth. If we judged according to the biology of the old era, they are alive carnivores and will never be interested in things like vegetable roots.

Lin Xiang leaned against the wall, and with the faint light shot out of the window, he silently observed the appearance and shapes in front of him, who were no different from those of the corpse, but still alive.

No need to chew, just use your teeth to chew the roots into pieces, and swallow them.

There is no seasoning such as oil and salt, and it is obviously not essentially different from them. C. However, behind those gray eyes, there is no happier full of happiness.

"Why..

.". Will this be like this?"

Lin Xiang frowned unconsciously, and his eyes slowly shifted from the chewed vegetable roots to the surface of Ah Hao's body after being cut and connected with iron wire.

"He" has no stomach or related digestive organs in his body. The food should go directly along the throat and enter the dark red membrane-like substance. "He" does not even have nerves to connect the muscles and bones. It relies entirely on ligaments to generate the most basic mobility. If "." "These vegetable roots are the foods that depend on for survival, then the energy obtained from it is obviously not enough to support "they" to spend multiple winters.

After looking around, Lin Xiang did not find any rice, flour or anything like that in the house. There were no traces of grains, wheat, corn, or potatoes. It seemed that none of this existed on the list of Ahao's family's regular food. According to human survival needs, it was simply unimaginable.

Staring at the three-headed corpse sitting on the ground, Lin Xiang reached out and unbuttoned the metal buckle on the side of the backpack, and took out a compressed biscuit wrapped in tin foil. He walked forward a few steps, tore the surface and sealed the skin in front of "everyone", and handed the biscuit with a faint fragrance to Ahao, and still ordered in a cold and hard tone: "Eat it..."

"He" hesitated a little, and looked at the biscuits carefully. The two "women" next to him also surrounded him and looked back and forth with curious eyes. Obviously, "they" had never been exposed to such food before. Even Lin Xiang, who was standing by, suddenly had the illusion that the primitive man had obtained chocolate c

After nearly five minutes, Ahao finally raised his head and looked at Lin Xiang with confusion and inquisitive eyes.

“This is food. It can be eaten.”

While talking, Lin Xiang raised his hands and made a "eat" move.

This obviously dispelled Ah Hao's vigilance to a certain extent. "He" looked at the biscuits with a warning, hesitated for a moment before slowly approaching his lips, sniffing with his nostrils, carefully opening his mouth, and using his sharp teeth to tuck a piece of nail-sized piece from the surface, chopping and tasting it."

"He" took a very hard time and his expression was very strange. Just like a child who was forced to drink Chinese medicine, he unconsciously showed a frown. "He" was even secretly observing Lin Xiang. Most of the time, his eyes would still be on the m500 pistol that was not on the waist. Perhaps, this was the biggest threat to "he".

The meal was not long. In fact, Lin Xiang was not very interested in continuing to watch. He didn't know how many zombies like Ahao's family were in this ruin. Maybe they were the only ones left in Shuoguo, or maybe there were just thousands of huge groups that he didn't know. But this was not important. It was enough to know that there was such a kind of creature in the world."

The discoverer is not necessarily the researcher. This aspect is obviously Lin Xiang's shortcomings. He took out his pistol from his leather case, pulled the safety hard, and raised it under the other party's terrified gaze, aimed at A Hao's head. He said in a clear and rhythmic and beautiful voice: "Now, leave here with me. Everyone" is irritated (you) to take us, where are you married?'

As Ah Hao asked subconsciously, he reached out to hug the two "women" next to him. His body turned to Lin Xiang, and his gray eyes revealed a sad and sincere request: "Please, let us go."

"This is not a place you can stay."

Lin Xiang was unmoved at all, and directly pressed the gun onto Ahao's head and whispered in a threatening and hideous tone: "Let go now, I don't have time and patience,"

The three zombies stood up slowly, looked at each other, and walked silently towards the stairs.

"If you want to escape in dispersion, it's best to give up this idea now."

Lin Xiang casually fiddled with the heavy-textured pistol drum and said coldly: "The bullets fly faster than you. It's easy to die. Come back to life." "But it's impossible."

"They" may have understood these words. They may not quite understand the meaning of it. But Lin Xiang could not care so much at this moment. He raised his foot and kicked hard at the butt of a female zombie walking at the last of the team. He smiled maliciously and spat.

This is obviously bullying the weak. But he himself doesn't think so.

In the old days, he saw too many bloody scenes of zombies killing humans. He did not think of Ah Hao's position as a weak person. This was purely a kind of revenge, a cruel abuse that continued hundreds of years ago to the present. If it weren't for the need for enough living bodies to provide Rand Walker as experimental materials, he even wanted to shoot the heads of these dirty creatures with one shot.

Follow the road you came and slowly walk out of the city.

Seeing the familiar scenery disappearing behind you, the three zombies also showed instinctive fear. Like the civilians who were forced to migrate in the old days, "they" also had an instinctive rejection of the unknown and strange. However, in an irresistible situation, the only thing they could do was to accept fate silently.

The expressway surrounding the ruins should be the boundary between the city and the wilderness. Perhaps because of the mood, compared to when I met a few hours ago, the emotions on the face of the zombie Ahao were obviously much more vicissitudes, and the light in the gray eyes was sharper than before. "He" narrowed his eyes and looked back at the ruins that were about to leave and might never come back. He breathed reluctantly, tightened the iron wire on the skin on his chest, and then turned toward Lin Xiang, and said viciously in a tone that was oppressed at the bottom of life, the civilians who were oppressed at the bottom of life, and said viciously: "I." "Gray (will) hehe (like) you."

This should be a threat. But apart from his fierce momentum, Lin Xiang did not feel the pressure brought by the words itself.

Same as me?

It does sound a bit weird...cc... Perhaps, it should be understood as the special language feature of the living zombies.

With a faint smile, Lin Xiang continued to escort "them" to the preset campsite in the distance.

There are not many people in this world who can threaten his existence.

It will take time to understand the true meaning of this sentence.

No one knows what the future will be like.

I am no exception.

.”.”.”

War turns everything into scorched earth.

From the map, the westernmost front line of the empire has crossed the Taglamakan Desert and extended to the border between Kyrgyzstan and Kazakhstan in the old era. Judging from the location of the continent, it is already located in Central Asia.

The command post is a temporary renovated two-story building. With this as the core, it is a small settlement that spreads radially. Since more than a month ago, it has been converted into a temporary base for the empire's westward troops. A large amount of combat preparations have been accumulated, and it is also connected to several surrounding arable areas where groundwater sources have been detected. For a full hundred years, not only humans and civilizations have been changed, but also wilderness and deserts have also changed. The largest destruction group of humans is lacking.

, Plants began to show absolute power to occupy nature...... Populus euphratica forests expanded at an unprecedented rate, and the area of ​​Takramakan was cut by nearly one-third c. This is not accidental. It is not a matter of time. It is completely uninhabited here and naturally it will not be listed as a target by the Skeleton Knights. Without radiation, plants will survive and grow more easily than in other places. As for moisture. "." They have long known how to extend their roots and draw what their lives need from deeper places.

Yang Hua held his hands and stood in front of the wall with a huge map hanging, silently watching the battlefield situation represented by various color beacons.

The front line is mixed with dog teeth, and the surroundings of the empire represented by the blue dragon pattern are listed with various forces in different colors. Among them, the one who faces its "Holy Blood Angel" legion is the Joint Doctors Association with white and red edge labels.

Together with the city of Life No. 23, which was just captured two months ago, the three large settlements set up by the United Doctors Association in eastern Asia have all fallen into the hands of the empire. From beginning to end, the United Association has not made any negotiations or other requests, only the most direct collision of force.
Chapter completed!