Pale Silence

Zhao Yan once desperately wanted to catch Chen Mo back and tie the taciturn boy to the altar.

Unexpectedly, the last one lying here was himself.

Yan Ruoming prepared something.

Chen Mo's serum, zombie virus extract, and immune catalyst.

Yan Ruoming said: "To be on the safe side, I will inject Chen Mo's serum into you first, and observe the reaction of the immune protein in your body. I will inject you with the extraction of the zombie virus after confirming that you can accept this immune protein." If the immune function in your body is still unable to resist the attack of the zombie virus at this time, I will try to use the immune catalyst to save you. This process will be very painful, you have seen Chen Mo after the main color immune catalyst."

Zhao Yan said, "Dr. Yan, I have a question to ask you."

Yan Ruoming pushed out the air in the needle, and slowly injected Chen Mo's serum into Zhao Yan's blood vessel: "Say it."

Zhao Yan said, "What happened when you and Song Jian escaped from the headquarters of the Yan Group together?"

Yan Ruoming said, "I remember that I have told this story many times."

Zhao Yan shrugged: "Then let me put it simply, have you ever been with Song Jian?"

Yan Ruoming paused and said, "We don't have that kind of relationship."

Zhao Yan said: "Do you know that Song Jian has always kept your photo by his side? He said he wanted to remember your life-saving grace."

Yan Ruoming pulled out the needle expressionlessly and said, "That's his own business."

Zhao Yan said: "The last question, Dr. Yan. The other day you and Su Zeyu came to the base to ask for help, is it because you already knew that Song Jian was here?"

Yan Ruoming took a deep breath, and began to take blood samples from Zhao Yan's body with no expression on his face, and said coldly: "Zhao Yan, I admit that I took advantage of Song Jian's guilt and asked him to take me back to the laboratory to get blood samples. Back to the data. But I am not as scheming as you think."

Zhao Yan said: "Dr. Yan, I think Chen Mo is very pitiful, so pitiful to meet Song Jian, and so pitiful to meet you."

Yan Ruoming was too lazy to answer.

The night was very long, and in two hours he was going to inject Zhao Yan with the zombie virus.

Before that, there is still a lot of work to be done.

Three in the morning.

Chen Mo got up.

He was used to waking up suddenly at night to check his surroundings for danger.

But the world today is not dangerous at all.

Song Jian sat on the edge of the bed, holding a cigarette in his mouth, raised his sniper rifle, and watched the movement in the distance through the magnifying glass.

Chen Mo rubbed his sleepy face and got up, got out of the quilt and threw himself on Song Jian's broad back, muttering: "Song Jian...you go to sleep...I'll stay in the middle of the night..."

Song Jian rubbed Chen Mo's head and said, "I'm tired and can't sleep."

Chen Mo nestled in Song Jian's arms, yawned lazily, and asked softly, "Where are we going tomorrow..."

Song Jian said: "Go north, find a suitable place, and rebuild our world."

Chen Mo whispered softly, "Shall we go see the polar bear..."

Song Jian burst into laughter.

He gently stroked Chen Mo's soft hair, and after a long time, he said, "The North Pole is too cold, you don't have any flesh on your body, how can you resist the cold?"

Chen Mo muttered, "You hold me..."

The child just felt too much. Although he was awakened by vigilance for a while, he nestled in Song Jian's arms and muttered a few words before falling asleep again.

Song Jian looked at the distant world in a daze.

At 03:30 in the morning, Yan Ruoming nervously injected Zhao Yan with the zombie virus.

From now on, Zhao Yan's life will depend on his fate.

The sky was pitch black, with no stars or moon.

Near the most important power station of the base, a few people on night shift were yawning with their guns in their hands, pacing back and forth slowly, chatting occasionally, lamenting the terrible world without end.

Where they could not see, several skinny figures slowly climbed up the barbed wire, and quickly hid among the swaying branches and leaves.

Wu Yuesheng was also assigned to be on the night shift tonight.

He is not very good at shooting, and he is timid, so he came here just to fill up the number.

But tonight, he felt extremely scared, and finally ran to the small duty room next to the power station and refused to come out.

The brothers who were on duty all laughed at him severely, saying that the little thief is really a little thief, and he has no courage at all.

Numerous spike fences and alarm devices have been laid near the base. Few zombies can come in. Even if they are lucky enough to find two, seven or eight of them all carry guns, and nothing will happen.

Wu Yuesheng, a thief who stole electric cars, was too timid, so he was too scared to come out of the duty room.

A man with a gun stood under a tree, and smiled and lit a cigarette for himself: "Xiao Wu, you can't do it anymore, come here, I'll teach you how to fight zombies."

Wu Yue huddled in the duty room and refused to come out, the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger, and he didn't even raise his head.

At this moment, a skinny hand slowly protruded from the shadow on the other side of the tree trunk, and its five skinny fingers thrust into the man's fragile neck with lightning speed.

The person under the chair tree still had a cigarette in his mouth, and before he could yell out, his throat was scratched.

Blood pooled, and the lighter fell to the ground.

"despair!"

Someone shouted angrily: "This is a generator, why don't you throw the lighter on the ground?"

The person under the tree leaned against the trunk in a daze, letting the lighter burn on the ground, but he remained motionless, his eyes staring straight ahead.

The others finally realized that something was wrong and gradually gathered towards this side.

In the darkness, a very light and small sound sounded.

"Guru..."

"Guru..."

Several people looked at each other.

At this time, countless skinny figures jumped out of the branches and leaves of the big tree.

The mutated zombies stared at their bloodshot eyes, screaming sharply and rushing towards them.

These zombies move extremely fast, and can avoid bullets by predicting the direction of the muzzle. Their fingers are as sharp and terrifying as their teeth. They can scratch human flesh and accurately attack the most vulnerable neck of human beings.

Panic gunshots rang out one after another.

Soon, the world returned to calm.

Wu Yuesheng hid in the small duty room, holding his breath tightly, not daring to say a word.

He is very timid.

It's always been small.

When he went out to patrol, he always hid behind Chen Mo and let the young man clean up the danger ahead for him.

When Chen Mo was pushed onto the altar, he didn't dare to do anything, he could only remind Song Jian cautiously, but he never really did anything.

He is a thief, and it is a thief's instinct to avoid risks.

So that night, zombies invaded and wanted to slaughter his homeland.

He still didn't do anything, he just hid in the safe house tremblingly, letting the gunshots and screams sound very close to him.

The massacre is over.

The spider zombies communicated with each other with low cooing sounds and light footsteps, slowly approaching and gathering in the duty room.

Trembling, Wu Yuesheng hid under the desk in the duty room, trying to shrink himself smaller, as if he would not be discovered and escaped alive.

The skinny shadows of the spider zombies gathered outside the window of the duty room, quietly staring at the seemingly empty room.

Cold sweat dripped down Wu Yuesheng's head.

At this moment, the walkie-talkie on the corpse outside suddenly rang.

It was Yan Ruoming's voice: "What's going on? I heard gunshots. Everyone pay attention, there are gunshots from the direction of the generator, and the nearby patrol team went over to have a look immediately. Repeat again, there were gunshots from the direction of the generator .”

Human voices attracted the attention of the zombies.

Gurgling sounds came out of their throats, they communicated with each other for a while, and then disappeared into the night with all their limbs in the direction of the residential area of ​​the base.

Watching those monsters leave, Wu Yuesheng crawled out of the duty room with hands and feet covered in cold sweat, staggered and rushed to a dead body, picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted hysterically, "Go! Go! Something happened! ! A group of strange zombies have come in! Go, go, go!"

He shouted eagerly here, but he didn't see that a skinny black shadow behind him was slowly approaching him.

Yan Ruoming frowned, and was about to ask another question, but there was no voice from the intercom.

Zhao Yan, who had just been injected with the zombie virus, was still tied to the experimental table.Casually asked: "Is that coward Xiao Wu?"

Just as Yan Ruoming was about to answer, all of a sudden, the power of the entire base was cut off.

Lights go out, instruments stop, and emergency lighting switches on.

In the dim light, Yan Ruoming opened the curtains and looked out.

A large number of mutated zombies have broken through the base, rising and falling lightly in the night, their sharp claws easily tearing people's throats.

The screams bullied each other, and the people who had been comfortable here for too long were awakened by the nightmare again, crying, screaming, and crazily fleeing for their lives with bare feet wrapped in pajamas.

Yan Ruoming took a deep breath and closed the curtains.

Zhao Yan asked: "What happened?"

Yan Ruoming opened Zhao Yan's restraint silently, and threw the immune catalyst to him: "It's too late, let's go, and inject the catalyst yourself in a safe place, it may save your life, or it may make you suffer more. die."

Zhao Yan rubbed his wrist, took the needle tube filled with red potion with a face of bewilderment, and said, "Did the zombie come in?"

The screams one after another answered Zhao Yan's doubts.

Su Zeyu rushed in in a panic: "Dr. Yan, no... it's not good... there are monsters... a group of monsters rushed in!"

Yan Ruoming said, "Go, go to the infirmary and bring that zombie, let's get out of here."

Su Zeyu trembled and said, "I can't... Most of the monster zombies are gathered near the infirmary, Gu... Sister Gu is dead..."

Yan Ruoming's expression changed.

At this time, a spider zombie approached slowly, along the dark corridor, getting closer and closer without a sound, and finally stood behind Su Zeyu.

Su Zeyu was still standing at the door trembling: "Dr. Yan, let's go, let's go!"

Yan Ruoming slowly raised his head, and looked at the bloodshot and scarlet eyes of the spider zombie in the darkness.

These monsters were no longer beasts following their primitive instincts, they looked at him like an army, officially declaring war on humans.

Yan Ruoming rushed towards Su Zeyu: "Be careful!"

But it was too late, the spider zombie had already bit Su Zeyu's throat open.

The young boy's eyes widened in astonishment, not knowing exactly what had happened.

The spider zombie bit Su Zeyu to death, and immediately rushed towards Yan Ruoming, roaring and opening its bloody mouth.