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With a cold voice, Yu Huai held a gun and watched the man vigilantly: "I am in charge of this rescue mission. Please report the specific situation of the survivors in Ramon City."

The man bent down and picked up a transparent plastic bag at his feet, picked up the bottles and cans scattered around and put them in.

Those were some medicines, Yu Huai only saw alcohol and bandages clearly.

After tidying up, he straightened up and moved the wrist that had been entangled by the tentacles just now - there was a red mark on it, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes fell on Yu Huai's epaulettes, two bars of three stars.

There was some unknown smile in the voice: "Yu Huai, Colonel Yu...."

Yu Huai confronted him quietly.

It only took a few minutes to meet face to face, but this person's behavior has a kind of incomprehensible feeling, which is different from ordinary people.

He couldn't grasp the rhythm of this man.

The man's eyes seemed to randomly scan the surrounding mess: "Are you sure you want to say it here?"

Following his gaze, he saw the collapsed messy shelves, the corpses of vegetative people everywhere, and Yu Huai, who was still dripping mucus.

Not too good looking.

Yu Huai wiped off the mucus from the muzzle of the gun, turned sideways, and motioned for him to go forward: "Go out and talk."

The muzzle of the gun was pointed at the man vaguely.

Facing Yu Huai's guarded posture, the man raised his hands, blinked, and slightly raised the corners of his lips: "I am a good citizen."

Unmoved, Yu Huai watched him walking towards her step by step.

There are many obstacles on the ground, and ordinary people would seem to stumble when walking, but that person walked at a leisurely pace, and at the same time, the speed was not slow at all, like a cheetah strolling in the jungle.

Back in the shopping mall hall, the light dimmed again, and the two walked in the darkness, one in front of the other, separated by a distance of one meter.

Suddenly, the person in front stopped abruptly and turned around.

Yu Huai paused, and frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

There is no vegetative person nearby, and there are no obstacles within five meters of the straight line in the direction of walking. This pause is really inexplicable.

There is still a distance of one meter between the two of them, which is exactly the same as before.

Obviously, Yu Huai also stopped at the same time that person stopped.

In the darkness, Yu Huai didn't see the interest in the man's eyes, and only heard him say: "Not really, I suddenly remembered that I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Xiang Qi."

Without waiting for Yu Huai's response, he turned around to Qi and continued walking forward.

Xiang Qi walked very slowly, hesitating every step, in stark contrast to the convenience store just now, as if he couldn't see the way clearly.

Yu Huai deliberately tested him, but didn't remind him at first, until the man almost stepped on the corpse of a vegetative several times.

After all, not everyone has the ability of night vision.

Yu Huai: "Go to the right."

Following his words, Xiang Qi managed to avoid a vegetative corpse in front of him, and he chuckled lightly, "Thank you."

With Yu Huai's instructions, the speed of the two of them was much faster. When they reached the corner where the first and second halls transitioned, Yu Huai's searching eyes turned around the ground.

The location information sent to him by Qiu Wenhai showed that the drone lost contact here. The first time it passed by here, because it was rushing to save people, it didn't have time to take a closer look.

According to Qiu Wenhai's description, the drone seemed to be attacked by a vegetative person and was knocked down.

But let alone drones nearby, this place around the corner is empty, without even a shelter.

The drone is gone.

"Did you clean up the vegetative people on the first floor of the shopping mall?" Yu Huai asked suddenly, his voice calm.

"Huh?" Xiang Qi didn't turn his head, "Not all."

"Are you with the other survivors?"

"you can say it this way."

"Originally they cleared this place and planned to use it as a stronghold. As we all know, vegetative people will not move, and spores can only spread under sufficient light, and this place is also dark enough."

As he spoke, he raised the plastic bag in Yang's hand to Qi Chong and Yu Huai, speaking slowly and lazily: "But someone was injured, and the smell of blood attracted the mutated vegetative."

"Where are they now?"

"underground garage."

"lead the way."

"The inner passage leading to the underground garage is blocked, so you have to enter from the outside."

Walking out of the shopping mall, the rear convoy has also arrived.

Seeing the two coming out of the shopping mall, Ke Le went up to meet them. He originally wanted to pat Yu Huai on the shoulder, but when he noticed the mucus on Yu Huai's body, he flexibly turned a corner with his half-stretched hand, and touched it. Touched his head.

"Captain, are you alright?"

"It's okay." Yu Huai said with a sullen face, selectively ignoring Ke Le's small movements.

Ke Le smiled guiltyly, looked at Xiang Qi who was on the side: "How are you, brother, hey, it's really nice to dress so cool."

Xiang Qi narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Ke Le for two seconds: "Hello."

After a few words, Qiu Wenhai also walked over with the instrument in his arms: "Captain, the drone was not found?"

"Well, I've seen it all the way, no."

Qiu Wenhai was taken aback: "How could that be?"

Yu Huai's super night vision ability is known to everyone in the special operations department. If he said no, it must be no.

It's really strange.

Qiu Wenhai murmured and turned back, and continued to try various methods to obtain the location of the drone.

Yu Huai walked straight to the front of his car, took out a disposable chemical fiber towel from the box on the rear compartment, thought about it, and took another one.

When you go out on missions on the ground, you will inevitably encounter some vegetative people or polluting creatures, and your body will always get dirty.

But Yu Huai has an untimely cleanliness obsession, so he always keeps a stack of towels in the car.

——It is said to be a "towel", but it is actually a thin piece of cloth made of chemical fibers. It can only be said that the water absorption capacity is quite strong, and it is not at all soft and fluffy.

"Wipe it clean, and then get in the car." Yu Huai threw another towel to Xiang Qi, who caught it with a chuckle.

Xiang Qi wiped very slowly. After Yu Huai finished wiping himself and filled the submachine gun magazine in his hand with bullets, he slowly started the final hand-wiping session.

He almost wiped it finger by finger, and the gap between each finger must be wiped clean. Against the backdrop of the gray towel, his slender and fair fingers showed an indescribable...sexiness?

Yu Huai didn't understand why he thought of this adjective.

After waiting for a while, when Yu Huai was about to get irritable, Xiang Qi finally finished wiping.

"Get in the car." Yu Huai stepped onto the Falcon, urged him, and Xiang Qi got into the back seat smoothly.

The motorcade started again, and under the leadership of Xiang Qi, they arrived at the entrance of the underground parking lot on the east side of the mall.

This location is not far from the gate, otherwise the survivors who were chased by the mutated vegetable would probably not be able to escape.

The sun was already very westward, and it was covered by thick clouds. The entire street outside the parking lot was in the shadow of the shopping mall, and it looked very dim, at a relatively safe brightness.

Yu Huai got out of the car, took out a breathing mask from the supplies box, threw it to Xiang Qi, and took him to a public bench a certain distance from the convoy: "Put it on and stay here. Song Yiran, come and watch over him. "

Song Yiran trotted over and glanced at Qi: "Captain, he..."

Yu Huai: "He had a close encounter with the mutated vegetative just now under the light."

In other words, there is a risk of infection with spores, and it needs to be isolated and observed. Once it mutates, it will be shot down.

Song Yiran said seriously: "Understood."

Xiang Qi listened to their conversation quietly. At the end, he took off his medical mask and sneered, still in a slow and lazy tone: "It's okay to deal with the risks directly, it doesn't take such trouble."

His entire face was completely exposed to the air, his blue eyes were slightly narrowed, and his beautiful thin lips curled up in a contemptuous arc.

This person looks very good, like a thick and colorful oil painting, with some indescribable flavors wrapped in a gorgeous appearance, which may be understood as an abstract satire, in short, it is a type that people will never forget at a glance.

Yu Huai looked at him.

Yu Huai strode up to him.

The muzzle of the black hole suddenly raised, aiming at the center of Qi's eyebrows.

There was a hint of interest in Xiang Qi's eyes, but he was not angry.

He withdrew his begging look, raised his hands, and blinked innocently: "Well, I'll just say it casually."

Yu Huai snorted coldly, and put away the gun: "Since you don't want to die, put on the mask."

After speaking, he turned and walked towards the entrance of the parking lot.

Xiang Qi shook the plastic bag: "Help me take this in?"

Yu Huai didn't turn his head back: "Keep it for yourself and eat."

Xiang Qi looked at Yu Huai's back, and after a while, he lowered his head and took out a box of candy from a pile of medicine boxes and jars in a plastic bag.

Without hesitation, he raised the candy box at Song Yiran: "Would you like one?"

Song Yiran frowned: "No, quickly put on the breathing mask."

Xiang Qi was not annoyed when he was rejected, he opened the package, stuffed one into his mouth, laughed vaguely, and then slowly put on the breathing mask.

At the entrance of the underground garage, outside the closed shutter door, several team members carried supplies boxes and followed behind Yu Huai. Yu Huai raised his hand and knocked on the door tentatively.

The next moment, a little girl's voice sounded from inside the door, chirping: "Did you come back to brother?"

Yu Huai: "We are the rescue team sent by Liming."

"Rescue team? Rescue team!" The little girl jumped up and shouted happily, the rolling shutter door was knocked and there was a clattering sound, "Dad! The rescue team is here!"

The sound of the little girl's footsteps gradually faded away, and soon, the sound of several steady footsteps was getting closer, and the rolling door was opened.

Inside the door, the little girl hid behind a strong middle-aged man, grabbed his leg, and looked timidly at the people in black protective clothing.

There was a young man next to him, holding the rolling door.

They were all wearing the most common blue medical masks with many stains on them, and they were reluctant to change them.

After all, resources are limited. After the outbreak of spores, the masks in various pharmacies have long been robbed.

They don't know when they will be rescued, so all resources must be calculated carefully.

Fortunately, it is now.

The middle-aged man looked at the logo of the Dawn printed on the left chest of those people's protective clothing-it had appeared in his dreams countless times, and almost burst into tears.

The sharp blade broke through the entangled vines, hoping to finally shine into the besieged Ramon City.

"Hello, we are the rescue team from Liming. Thank you for your persistence. The alliance will not give up on everyone." Yu Huai's voice was flat but solemn, and he stretched out his right hand to the man.

The hands of the middle-aged man trembled a little, and he shook them heavily: "I, I will take you in."

More than 90.00% of the cars in the city are blocked on the way out of the city, and only a few cars are parked in the dark underground garage.

There were two vans parked very close together, one of which was tilted, with half of its body sticking out of the parking space, next to the other car, obviously being pulled over by someone.

The young man who opened the door just now held a candle to lead the way, only the flickering light of the fire in the darkness.

"Big Chen! It's really a rescue team!" The young man shouted excitedly.

Hearing the call, a slender young man came out from behind the two vans, with a pair of square-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

When he saw the rescue team, he didn't show the surprise he should have. He raised an index finger in front of his lips expressionlessly: "Shhh, you're back, just put out the candles."

The young man froze for a moment, and looked at the middle-aged man in embarrassment. The latter nodded to him, and the candle was extinguished.

Walking to the van, Ke Le and the others put down the supply box, opened the lid and started counting in the dark.

The door of the van was open, and Yu Huai scanned it silently.

One van was empty, the back seat of one was flattened, and there was a person lying on it, who moved a little when they first arrived.

Outside the van, the young man named Da Chen just now was sitting there, playing with a dilapidated old-fashioned telegraph.

Withdrawing his gaze, Yu Huai looked at the middle-aged man: "The telegram received by the Liming said that there are seven of you here."

"Yes, there were originally seven of us, but two... died."

Yu Huai was silent.

Originally there were seven people, but two were sacrificed, leaving five.

The survivors present - the middle-aged man, the little girl, the young man, Da Chen, and the one lying in the van, there were exactly five of them.

So, what happened to Xiang Qi who was left outside?

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