The defense of the mourning community

Although the refrigerator is cold, the heart is warm.

In the warehouse of RT-Eight, the Manhattan Warriors Expeditionary Team perfectly reproduced the scene of double-grabbing farming. Everyone is working hard and doesn't even have the time to talk.

Meat and boxes of seafood and fruits were directly loaded onto the car, and together with the drinking water, they occupied the best protective position near the front of the car. Even the airdrop box, which was originally the main character, had to be leaned back.

The red heavy truck that was originally empty and only dragged six people is basically full, and it has regained its previous state of dodging when driving on the road to retreat and scatter pedestrians.

Niu Ben hammered his waist, and said seriously: "I will die of pain when I wake up tomorrow."

"It's okay, when the time comes, you will be in a wheelchair and I will ask them to push you to plant the land." Ling Qing told him to stop talking nonsense and move quickly. As a person who usually does not like sports, he has been exercising a lot today, and he will surely die tomorrow. .

Dalong sighed and said that they were all small cases, and motioned them to look up, only to see Liang Xirui in the car running between the shelves like a ghost.

"My sister Xirui has been jumping up and down like this for almost an hour, pulling and throwing it with a hemp rope and a hook. The two hours of running from the temple are not as active as hers." Dalong said with emotion.

"It's like this for people who exercise outdoors." Yi Chengli said that he had seen those fierce brothers and sisters in the rich second generation circle who love extreme sports. Liang Xirui's current performance is just the tip of the iceberg, shaking his head: "She should be used to this Sports, let's hope for luck.

Ling Qing put the last box of sausages on the car, looked up at Liang Xirui and asked, "Siri, have you found the cat and dog food you want?"

Siri nodded and threw the bag down: "I found it, I'll move it a little bit for two hundred catties first! There's still cat litter here, I'll move some too."

"You can move more dog food. I think the big dogs in our community can eat and poop. It doesn't seem like they have a small appetite." Yi Chengli remembered the dog poop he stepped on before, and said by the way: "I saw the poop. Get a few more boxes in the bag too!"

Mangzi paused and asked: "When I was a child, I watched TV and said that burning cow dung can keep warm and have a scent of green grass. Can we burn dog dung to keep warm?"

Everyone was silent for a while, Ling Qing imagined the smell for a while, then turned to look at him and said, "Why don't you burn your own smell first? Then try the dog's."

"Smelly shit, shit, what the ancestors said for hundreds of years always has his reasons." Yi Chengli patted Mangzi on the shoulder, "Don't think about it, Mangbao."

Dalong felt a little nauseous, so he told Mangzi to shut his mouth tightly, and finish the last bit quickly.

The cold storage was emptied, the shelves in the warehouse were also much empty, the ropes securing the goods were tightened and tied up, and the work of loading and unloading was finally over.Everyone sat in the truck a little bit out of their bodies, not knowing who they were, where they were, and what they were going to do next.

Ling Qing gave everyone a Snickers bar to sweep away the hunger: "Eat something first, and then act after we have rested."

Liang Xirui opened a box of energy drinks and distributed them to his companions, asking everyone to replenish electrolytes quickly.A mouthful of Red Bull and a mouthful of Snickers, the two-pronged approach finally pulled the few people back from the brink of collapse after intensive labor.

"I can't finish moving here, so I can come again next time." Yi Chengli looked at the warehouse doorway, "We will close this door when we leave later, so as to save zombies from running in."

"I agree." Ling Qing nodded, looked at Niu Ben in the cab and asked, "Ben Zi, have you rested? After resting, we are ready to go."

Niu Ben pressed his knuckles, nodded and said, "I'm ready."

"Wait a minute!" Dalong stopped suddenly, borrowed her lock cutters from Liang Xirui, rushed to the locked bicycle in the corner, and cut the lock with two clicks. go to the car.

Dalong explained: "The patrol car in the community is out of battery, I'll get Brother Dali a bicycle to ride on, so that he can patrol."

Yi Chengli: ...

Yi Chengli didn't know what to say. He should have said that stealing is bad, but then he thought that the owner of the car might have been hit by Niu Ben just now, and Niu Ben's crime was even more serious. Woolen cloth?

He could only look at Dalong with a smile, and his moral bottom line continued to drop: "You are really a good brother of Qin Dali, and when the time comes, go back and find Meili to keep an account. But when the bicycle will run out of gas, you can look around to see if there is one. Pump it up, we'll get the whole set if we want it."

"No, I have a bicycle tire pump at home." Liang Xirui looked at the bicycle, nodded and said, "It looks good, it's a mountain bike, and it costs five or six thousand."

"Really?" Dalong was quite happy when he heard it, "Then I have a good eye, Brother Dali will definitely like it."

Mangzi was speechless: "Then he is very happy. You can move this bicycle for him, go back and pay for it, and directly give him half a month's salary to move it away."

But there was no saying that the bicycle had been put on the car, and Yi Chengli stood up as the boss, patted his chest and said that he would subsidize the money, and then let Niu Ben drive.

"Wait a minute." Seeing that the zombie was still lying inside, Ling Qing immediately yelled to stop, "If you close the warehouse door, the corpses of the zombies here will have to get out, or the next time you come again, you may see They grow maggots."

The words were too straightforward, which directly changed Yi Chengli's expression. He hurriedly followed Ling Qing out of the car, and several people got the body out, and even covered several cardboard boxes on it.

The singing lotus candle was reluctantly placed on top of their heads as a joss stick, which was also a kindness from everyone.

Now that everything that should be done is really done, everyone got on the car again, and Niu Ben immediately started the heavy truck to prepare for the triumphant return.

The red heavy truck drove out of the warehouse door, and Liang Xirui and Dalong pulled down the rolled up warehouse door with a stick at the end, leaving only a slight crack.

"Aren't you going to lock it, Brother Yi? I saw a lock in the warehouse." Niu Ben said.

Yi Chengli shook his head: "Just close it. If other living people come, they can still open the door and go in to get something to eat. If it is locked, they won't be able to get in."

A group of people staggered out of the parking lot inside Darunba. This time they did not dare to run too fast with the goods. He looked ahead and whispered: "The group of zombies should have returned to the square to bask in the sun. , are not here."

"The speed can be slowed down, and we can speed up when we return to the straight road." Ling Qing whispered.

Just when they were about to pass through the corridors of Darunba and Baida Plaza, suddenly a cry of help came from above their heads, and Dalong was so frightened that he raised his head abruptly, and made eye contact with a big brother with disheveled hair lying on the railing of the corridor Eye.

"Grass!"

Dalong was frightened for a moment, the fierce man's legs limp, and his voice was louder than this man's, and Mangzi covered his mouth in fright, but Niu Ben stepped on the brake and asked, "What's the matter, what's the matter?" ? The box fell and hit someone?"

Ling Qing popped out of his body and looked up, then gasped and said, "There are people, there are people up there!"

Yi Chengli was also shocked, subconsciously asked: "Is the living dead?"

"Live." Ling Qing said.

Yi Chengli murmured: "Jesus, how did he survive after so many days?"

When Niu Ben heard that someone had quickly turned off the car, he looked nervously at the front and said, "Please don't call him and you, don't bring the zombies over!"

Ling Qing leaned out of the window with half of his body, hooked the roof of the car and said to Liang Xirui at the back: "Tell him not to bark! Just jump out of the railing of the corridor and jump on top of the truck!"

Liang Xirui responded, and hurriedly gestured to the crying elder brother to calm him down.

Ling Qing stared closely at the situation behind him, and was about to push his body out a little more, so that he could see more clearly, when suddenly his arms were overstretched, and he lost his strength in a fit of convulsions.

Seeing that he was about to fall over and his head would explode when he leaned back, he stretched out a hand and grabbed the clothes on his chest tightly, lifting Ling Qing up.

"Don't die?" Yi Chengli dragged his clothes by the collar and said angrily, "Just hold on tighter when you sit on the window."

Ling Qing was also taken aback. Before her heartbeat slowed down, Yi Chengli slapped her fiercely. She couldn't help but retort: ​​"I just twitched my hand, and I didn't mean it."

"Cramp? Is it a cramp?" Yi Chengli quickly grabbed his arm, held his fingers straight and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Through his clothes, he could clearly feel that Yi Chengli was holding his arm tightly to help straighten it, and his fingertips were held in his palm. What he could feel was not only the temperature but also the wet sweat on his palm.

This time the uncomfortable feeling came a little bit lightly and a little slowly, Ling Qing found that he could still bear it.

"Thank you, you don't need to press it anymore, I won't smoke anymore." Ling Qing pulled out his hand that was a little numb from Ling Qing's pressure, stretched his wrist and said, "It should be because I moved too much stuff today."

Yi Chengli wanted to say something else, he stuck his head out of the window and looked at Niu Ben behind him, turned his head at this moment, looked at them excitedly and said, "Hey, that man seems to be throwing something into the car!"

"What?" Yi Chengli was taken aback, he couldn't control Ling Qing's hands at this time, and quickly asked him to change seats with him.

After struggling to change seats in the truck, Yi Chengli stretched out his head to look out, and saw boxes and bags thrown down in piles, and there were several trolleys parked next to the old man who were unloading.

"What's the situation?" Yi Chengli was also dumbfounded. What kind of best sixth man is this?

Mangzi and Dalong had a good time meeting up below, and asked my brother to do more.

After the last thing was poured out, the elder brother picked up the clothes on the ground and put several pieces on himself, and put several layers of hats on his head, then climbed over the railing, and said to the people below: "I want to jump." Already!"

"Youjump, Iget!" Mangzi stretched out his hand, indicating that he would stride forward and never look back!

Before Yi Chengli could utter the words to protect his head and put his back on the ground as much as possible, the elder brother closed his eyes and jumped down, slamming hard on the cargo box behind the car.

There was one more person who jumped into the car, but Niu Ben was already numb and said that it didn't matter, as long as the person was fine.

"Are you okay?" Yi Chengli asked.

Dalong and Mangzi helped him up, and saw two lines of hot blood coming out of the elder brother's nose, and Dalong groaned, "It's bleeding, it's bleeding, it's nosebleed."

"It's okay! A small injury!" The elder brother arrogantly wiped it with his hand, expressing that these pains in the last days are nothing, and don't ask why when you wipe away your tears.

Niu Ben saw the man coming down, and shouted to the back: "Hold on, let's drive!"

Dalong and Mangzi quickly helped the elder brother to sit down, looked at the person carefully and found that it was a bit too much to call the elder brother, this should be a young man.

Liang Xirui stared at his face, frowned and thought about it, "Do you live in the Manhattan neighborhood? I seem to have seen you."

The guy wiped his nosebleeds for a moment, then nodded sharply and said, "Yes, my name is Wang Shucheng, and I live in Building [-] of Manhattan Community. My wife is pregnant and is about to give birth. I'm here to buy diapers, baby clothes, small toys, etc. of."

He shook the big plastic bag that he had been clutching tightly in his hand when he jumped down just now, and said, "Here, it's all inside."

"You are Sister Yang's husband." Liang Xirui smiled at him, "We are all from Manhattan. I am a resident, and they are property owners. We came out to find supplies."

Wang Shucheng looked at them for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Is it true?"

"Really." Liang Xirui nodded.

Both Dalong and Mangzi patted him on the shoulder and said they were Manhattan security guards.

Wang Shucheng was stunned for two seconds, tears welled up in an instant, he grabbed their hands and asked, "Is my wife okay, is she okay at home, she must be scared, it's all my fault..."

"It's alright, I can eat four meals a day, and I still go downstairs if I have nothing to do." Liang Xirui comforted him, "Don't cry, don't lure the zombies over."

Yi Chengli saw that nothing was wrong behind him, and slowly sat back in the passenger cab. Ling Qing asked, "What's wrong? What are they talking about behind?"

Yi Chengli smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's just that another sad family was lost just now."

The author says:

Yi Chengli: Full of sense of accomplishment!

Ling Qing in the back row is staring at her hands: (one_one) staring——