Pale Silence

The sky is bright, and the shutter door that has been closed for many days is slowly pulled up. Human beings who have been hiding in the darkness for too long are eagerly longing for the light of the sky.

With a knife in one hand and a gun in the other, Song Jian warned the group of people in the scientific research team: "Don't go out until I drive the car over. Take the most important things and obey my orders."

The members of the scientific research team nodded hastily.

Song Jian took a deep breath, signaled Qin Wei to open the door, rushed out, raised his hand and shot a spider zombie that fell from the sky, and then swung the knife backhand into the neck of another zombie.

He has lived here alone for ten years, searching for supplies to find a place to live, and has long been very proficient in fighting these monsters.

Seven or eight spider zombies rushed towards him, and Song Jian slashed and shot expressionlessly, moving forward quickly while dodging and counterattacking.

The members of the scientific research team were lying on the ground, watching Song Jian nervously through the gap under the rolling door.

The man in his 30s was tall and tall, with a straight figure and fierce fighting power. He walked alone among the corpses, and he didn't seem to care. Yes, he has become one with his weapon.

Qin Wei also lay on the ground, watching Song Jian nervously walking forward alone.

There were only seven or eight zombies on the tree here. Originally, Song Jian could deal with it alone, but these zombies summoned more companions with their grunting voices.

Song Jian swung his gun with his right hand and fired, while holding a knife in his left hand, he split the head of a zombie that was rushing towards him.

There were more and more zombies, Song Jian was forced to retreat again and again.

He was anxious and planned to rush over to drive even if he was bitten.

Song Jian took a deep breath, pointed the muzzle of the gun straight ahead and fired continuously.

This action completely exposed his right shoulder to the eyes of the zombie, and the zombie immediately opened its bloody mouth in excitement, and rushed forward to bite Song Jian's right shoulder.

Qin Wei couldn't help exclaiming: "Be careful!"

But just as she said the meaningless "be careful", a bullet flew over and exploded the zombie's head.

A frenzied burst of gunfire followed.

Song Jian took advantage of this vitality of unknown origin to cover up and rushed out of the swarm of corpses, hacking and killing the zombies wantonly.

Qin Wei saw the stranger who shot.

A man stood on the roof of the school cafeteria, holding an ak and shooting at the zombies next to Song Jian below.

The man fired the gun in a crazy and calm manner, and the bullet landed precisely beside Song Jian, but did not hurt Song Jian at all.

The stranger shot and helped Song Jian clean up most of the zombies, grabbed the rope and climbed down from the roof of the cafeteria, walked towards Song Jian with a cold expression, and the two worked together to clean up the zombies beside the car.

Only then did Qin Wei see clearly that it was a very young man.

He looks about 20 years old, thin, handsome, with a slight peach blossom shape at the corners of his eyes, so there is a little bit of beauty on his face.

The man skillfully and quickly changed the magazine, and cleaned up the zombies one after another with precision and viciousness.

He never looked back at his back, because there seemed to be snipers in the dark, cleaning up the zombies behind him.

This is a very complete and skilled combat team.

Qin Wei eagerly pulled the shutter door up a little more, trying to see the man's appearance clearly.

But before she could see clearly, a face belonging to a zombie suddenly lowered her head and approached her eyes.

Before Qin Wei could yell out her throat, a gunshot sounded not far away, and the zombie was shot in the head thirty centimeters away from her eyes.

Qin Wei clutched her chest in shock and fell to the ground, not daring to look outside anymore.

Song Jian walked to the side of the car and stared blankly at the person not far away, as if in a dream for a moment, he even forgot where to put the knife in his hand.

"Mo...Momo..."

Chen Mo did not expect to meet Song Jian here.

All these years, he always thought that Chen Mo and Liang Jianqiang's team died together on the road to hell.

He didn't expect Song Jian to be in his hometown.

The voice of the sniper in the team came from the headset: "Brother Chen, how are you doing?"

Chen Mo pressed the headset and said, "Let the truck come in and find someone."

Song Jian was a little at a loss. He habitually wanted to smoke a cigarette, but when he touched his empty pocket, he remembered that he had quit smoking for ten years.

A person's life will become very strange, long does not feel long, short does not feel short, no matter how long it has passed in a trance, it always feels like it is still in the past.

In the past, Chen Mo was very obedient and soft, and he would only nod vigorously when he was foolish.

Seriously it hurts.

Song Jian couldn't imagine what kind of ten years Chen Mo had spent.

Chen Mo didn't look at Song Jian, but went straight to the door, kicked the dead body away, leaned over and opened the rolling door.

The skylight shone into the dark conference room, and the smell of rotting food and corpses blended in the place where light and shadow alternated.

Chen Mo's slender figure cast a long shadow against the sunlight in the dim room, and he said lightly, "Follow me and send you to the safe zone."

A truck drove into the school, the back door of the cargo compartment was opened, and four or five people in full armor jumped out and took the terrified scientific researchers into the car.

From the beginning to the end, Chen Mo didn't look at Song Jian, let alone say a word.

The rotten dust-like pain was surging in his heart, almost affecting his judgment as a leader.

It wasn't until he sent everyone in the scientific research team to the car that he heaved a sigh of relief, leaning against the side of the car and lighting a cigarette for himself.

A deep voice rang in his ear: "Momo, when will you start smoking?"

Chen Mo lowered his head, held the cigarette between his hands, and said, "The smell of smoke can disturb the taste system of zombies, which is good for hiding yourself. You taught me this."

Song Jian was silent for a while, took a deep breath, and said slowly, "Yes."

The hysterical love and hatred that they had imagined between them had already been wasted for too long.

There are only shallow scars left, quietly telling those old things.

Chen Mo didn't ask, and Song Jian didn't say sorry.

They are like two ordinary old friends who have separated for some reason and meet again occasionally.

A boy who has grown up will no longer cry and beg someone to love him, and he will no longer love someone desperately like when he was young.

Only a very shallow pain still permeated his heart, making his fingertips tremble slightly while the cigarette was lit, and letting his long eyelashes cover the sad light and shadow in his eyes.

The teammate searched the school again, but found no more food, and came back angrily to report: "Brother Chen, this place is too clean, as if it has been spoiled by a swarm of rats."

Song Jian said: "I have lived here for ten years, and I have almost used up all the supplies in the entire county."

The teammates scratched their heads in embarrassment, and looked at Chen Mo: "Brother Chen, this... this, you guys know each other."

Chen Mo nodded and said with a gun in his hand, "Let's go, it's not safe here. We'd better find enough gasoline before dark. We can make the X-ray machine run all night."

Song Jian asked suspiciously: "X-ray machine?"

Chen Mo bowed his head and was silent for a while, but he still explained to Song Jian: "Zombies don't like to be near X-rays. With this machine on, we can sleep well at night."

Song Jian shut up.

Chen Mo didn't want to get too close to Song Jian, but Song Jian was the savior of the scientific research team, so he couldn't do without him.

Song Jian very consciously got into Chen Mo's car first, and sat in the co-pilot's seat confidently.

Chen Mo's teammates didn't know which game this strong man was going to play, so they crowded into other cars obediently, allowing Chen Mo and Song Jian to catch up on the old days.

A convoy slowly drove out of the school, led by Chen Mo, looking for one gas station after another.

Song Jian recalled in a trance that when he first taught Chen Mo to drive, the little lunatic stepped on the gas pedal and drove wildly in the urban area. A large number of zombies were knocked over by him, staring blankly with gray eyes at a loss.

But now, his little lunatic has grown up and has become the leader of a combat team, driving the car calmly and walking in front, asking his teammates to report the surrounding situation to him from time to time through the walkie-talkie.

Song Jian said: "Don't look for it, the gas stations here are almost empty. Time has passed for too long, and the supplies outside are getting less and less, and Jiushan County is a place where the north and the south often pass by. All the gas stations are empty." empty."

Chen Mo was silent for a while, and said into the walkie-talkie: "There is no need to search for gas stations anymore, let's look for gasoline in another place."

Song Jian asked: "Where do you want to find it?"

Chen Mo said: "Jiushan County is located on an oil mine, and there are many gasoline processing enterprises."

Song Jian said: "The gasoline in the processing plant must have been looted as well."

Chen Mo said, "There is another place."

Song Jian: "Huh?"

Chen Mo said: "I know a black line for smuggling gasoline. My dad had dinner with the captain of the transportation team before. Sometimes the documents for getting on the expressway are not ready for a while, and the gasoline will be stored in the compound of the transportation team first. , let's try our luck there."

Even when chatting with Song Jian, Chen Mo was always calm and indifferent, calmly talking about the plan that a team leader should have.

He has grown into a mature and powerful man.

A strong person will not be afraid of the past, let alone feel flustered and wronged to the point of being overwhelmed because the past suddenly comes to mind.

Chen Mo's calm made Song Jian's heart ache.

His guilt and love that stayed ten years ago, those warm fantasies that he wanted to make up for and give were all a piece of waste paper.

Chen Mo was sitting next to him, holding the steering wheel with his slender, white fingers, with a walkie-talkie pinned to his collar, and was communicating with his teammates about new plans through the earphones.

Chen Mo is now a mature leader, and he no longer needs someone stronger to save him.

The car drove steadily to a suburban village, which was the starting point of black oil transportation.

There was no one in the village.

It's been too long since the end of the world, and newborn babies will only be born in the safe zone.

In the outside world, people continue to die, people become zombies, and zombies are slaughtered by humans.

So the number of zombies is also slowly decreasing, especially in this small village with no people, it is even more empty like a ghost town.

In Chen Mo's childhood memories, he vaguely remembered that the man who was engaged in gasoline transportation said that he usually parked his car in Niujia Village and waited for the documents to be completed before he could go on the road.

Stealing gasoline for private sale is an illegal thing, and it is even more impossible for outsiders to know this secret place.

Chen Mo believed that they would be able to find the gasoline they wanted here.

The car drove into the village, and sure enough, two tank trucks were found in a large yard of a family in the village.

One of the cars was full of gas.

The sniper looked at the tall tank truck, held the gun and sighed: "Brother Chen, it would be great if we could drive this truck back."

Chen Mo said: "This car will be very dangerous on mountain roads. Don't look at it. Hurry up and fill up all the cars. We still need to find a place to rest."

Niujia Village is a small village, and the school is far away from here. The students have lived in the school since they were young, and the young people have all gone out to work.

There are only a few old people left in the village, and most of them died of natural causes. A dead bone is lying at home, and there are not many corpses.

Chen Mo quickly led people to clean up a house, parked the car with the X-ray machine at the door, two people trained on the roof, and one person was on duty in the car.

Once the guard on the roof finds something abnormal, the guard in the car will start the machine immediately.

X-rays can't cause too much damage to the zombies, but just for a short while to stop the zombies from approaching, it is enough for the sleeping person to get up, get dressed and pack their luggage.