Crossing the road covered with yellow sand, it came to the community, still a few hundred meters away. Its soft feet rubbed against the road, making the sound of "sand-" and "sand--".

On that smooth, gray membranous surface, there are no eyes, no ears, no antennae or breathing holes. How does it perceive the world? Hearing, vision, or sound waves? This determines what they should use.

A way to escape.

Xibei said: "What...what should I do?"

Lu Feng didn't say anything. He walked towards the window and stretched out his hand to push the window - but the window seemed to be frozen or rusted. When he pushed it for the first time, it didn't move at all. His arms tightened and he pushed harder, and the window finally opened.

There was an extremely unpleasant squeaking sound of metal breaking and rubbing, and he was barely pushed diagonally through a small triangular gap.

The pitch-black gun muzzle stretched out from this gap, but the colonel was not aiming at the monster, but at the street opposite.

There was a slight "bang" sound - it was the sound of a gun with a silencer installed, which could not be heard ten meters away.

The bullet left a fleeting silhouette on his retina, and the next moment it hit the window of the building next to the street.

The bullets he used when he went out into the wild were different from the ordinary bullets used when judging humans. They had depleted uranium alloy warheads and armor-piercing levels of penetration and crushing strength.

There was a loud noise, and the entire glass shattered with a crash and fell to the ground.

The monster's movements obviously paused.

Lu Feng raised his gun and fired a few more times, and the broken glass fell to the ground in that direction.

Sure enough, it heard it. The squirming feet changed directions, seemed to pause for a moment, and then slowly moved towards the place where the sound came from. Three minutes later, it stopped again, gave up its original direction, and continued walking towards the community where they were.

Come.

Xibei subconsciously took a few steps back, his face turned pale: "It...it...can you hit it?"

Lu Feng pursed his thin lips slightly and looked there with stern eyes and a terrifyingly calm expression.

The next moment, I saw him reaching out and removing the muffler with a click.

He pressed the trigger continuously!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of explosions exploded violently in the neighborhoods surrounding the monster! In a city that was too silent, this sound was nothing short of deafening thunder.

The monster once again stayed in place and hesitated, but at the same time, a sharp cry suddenly sounded from the other end of the city.

Immediately, a huge black shadow soared into the sky from that direction, and a huge falcon-like bird flew across the sky. It stretched its wings dozens of meters long and glided faster than a bullet - straight ahead.

Swooping towards the white monster similar in size to it!

The monster let out a high-frequency scream, the white membrane split open, and countless soft thorn-like tentacles stretched out and wrapped around the eagle's beak like a wave.

There was a dull "pop" sound, and the wings like steel armor of the flying eagle pierced its body. The monster was in pain, and its tentacles retracted like an electric shock. The flying eagle took the opportunity to pull away, and after one blow, it immediately flapped its wings and flew upwards. Stay away from those

After the densely packed gray-black tentacles attacked, it circled in the sky. The next moment, it swooped down again with the harsh sound of wind, and its sharp beak penetrated straight into the center of the white monster's body.

In an instant, white and flesh-pink liquid splashed out, and the sharp teeth in its beak bit something. As the white monster twisted and struggled wildly, its body was too huge, and the surrounding houses trembled and collapsed, and the ground buzzed.

.In the gray human city, two unimaginable huge monsters bite and fight like this——

The ground with a radius of hundreds of meters was covered with dark mucus, and the battle ended with the white monster being completely unrecognizable and its entrails dripping all over the floor. The flying eagle took a bunch of its dripping organs in its mouth, and

No nostalgia, turn around and fly away.

An Zhe breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did he understand Lu Feng's intention of shooting frequently. There was not necessarily only one monster like this in the city. He used the sound of gunshots to expose its location and attract other monsters.

monster.

Just listen to Xibei say: "You... how do you know there is that bird?"

Lu Feng put away his gun, replaced the silencer, turned around, and performed a series of smooth and clean movements.

"I don't know," he said, "Let's take a gamble."

An Zhe looked at the direction in which the flying eagle disappeared. In this situation, flying monsters seemed to have shown an incomparable advantage.

After escaping from death, they did not speak again. In the silence, an old voice suddenly sounded.

"The time is coming." Grandpa's voice was hoarse: "I have lived for sixty years, which is enough."

Lu Feng looked in the direction of the old man.

He asked: "When?"

The old man opened his mouth and stared at the distant sky with a hint of irrational madness: "When it comes... it comes."

"What's coming?"

"The unspeakable, the unimaginable..." His voice was full of dying hoarseness: "The unspeakable, the unseen, bigger than all things in this world... is coming soon."

Lu Feng's voice was very low: "How did you know?"

"I'm about to die... I can feel it, I can hear it." His voice was as slow as a murmur that had been stretched out countless times.

When he said this, the old man looked up at the gray sky above the city. It was so low, horrifyingly low, and heavy right above his field of vision. The aurora was so bright, and the green light also became lower, and the gray-black

The clouds were mixed together. Lu Feng said that the reason why the aurora was so bright was that the base had adjusted the frequency of the artificial magnetic field to a stronger level.

"People grow on the ground and die on the ground. The sky..." The old man looked calm and his voice became softer and softer: "The sky will only get darker."

——After the last word came out of his mouth, he slowly folded his hands.

The eyes slowly closed slowly.

Xibei's knees softened and he knelt in front of the old man, putting his hands on his skinny knees: "Grandpa? Grandpa?"

no answer.

The old man's chest stopped rising and falling, and he had left.

Death is only instantaneous.

Xibei shed a few tears in his eyes and buried his face in the old man's knees.

When he finally raised his head again, An Zhe said softly: "Are you okay?"

"I...it's okay." Xibei looked at his grandfather's face blankly and murmured: "Grandpa said before that he was not afraid of death. He said that everyone has his own mission when he is alive, and his mission is to protect the mine.

Everyone here can watch the mine survive to this day, he is already...already able."

He looked up at the old man's face, a withered face covered with dust. His white hair was messy and tangled in some places. No one could live a decent life in the dark underground.

He said: "I...I'm going to find a comb."

He stood up in despair and walked to other rooms.

A late life died.

In this room, there was another long-dead life. An Zhe turned to look at the sofa in the living room. There was a skeleton on the sofa.

Its flesh and blood should be naturally decayed, because the entire sofa is centered on it and is covered with green, yellow or brown mottled traces, which are traces of mold growing through the layers.

"In the beginning, there were super bacteria, fungi, and viruses. They multiplied in human cities and infected everyone indiscriminately. The cities were full of corpses. Anyone who has been to wild ruins knows this." The poet once said in

An Zhe's ears rang.

He looked up and looked out the window. This was a dead building, a dead city. The building was full of skeletons, and every skeleton was a dead life.

Lu Feng saw An Zhe's eyes, which were still so calm, as if he were aloof from the incident. But under the reflection of the gray sky, the combination of subtle movements on his quiet and beautiful face showed an indescribable expression.

As sad as the smoke.

Looking away and looking at the city, he said: "When the human base was built and comprehensive search and rescue was launched, the base was not strong enough, and many small cities did not receive timely rescue."

An Zhe looked at the endless ocean-like buildings. It would take at least several hours to walk from one end of the city to the other. He said softly: "Is this a small city?"

Lu Feng said: "Yes."

Anzhe opened his eyes slightly.

A city that seemed to him extremely vast, to the once prosperous and glorious human beings, turned out to be just a small city that was too late to rescue.

So how grand was the human world before the era of disaster came? He didn't know.

And the process of the gradual decline of such a grand whole - imagining this scene, he seemed to see the huge sunset gradually sinking into the black horizon at dusk, a protracted death.

"Bangdang——"

In this dead silence, the sound of something falling to the ground suddenly came from the bedroom next door.

Lu Feng asked: "What's wrong?"

There was no answer, only Xibei's trembling breath came.

Lu Feng frowned, held the gun, turned around and walked over, followed by An Zhe.

The room was empty, with no monsters or enemies, but Xibei's back was turned to them, and his back was shaking violently. At first, Anzhe thought he was crying, and then, after walking to him, Anzhe saw him staring intently into his hands.

of a comb.

An Zhe couldn't describe what kind of wooden comb it was for a while, because it was not one, but a fusion of two. It was the most common brown wooden comb, with a ten centimeter-long handle and a fine

The comb teeth, the handles of two equally ordinary wooden combs fit together perfectly, as if they were carved from the same piece of wood. The comb teeth are tilted at 45 degrees, one to the left and the other to the right, like a two-headed snake spitting out

Its letter.

But if they were just two ordinary combs at the beginning, how could they grow together?
To be continued...