Pale Silence

There are many ways to go to the old town.

Song Jian and Chen Mo were already very familiar with that area, and there was no need to follow the corpses.

They detoured westward, avoiding the crowd of corpses and heading towards the old city.

Here is where it all started.

Chen Mo brought a lot of ammunition, and Fang Yingchen even carried a bazooka, which made Xia Kai very frightened for a while.

The four drove in a big circle to avoid the crowd of corpses.

None of them knew how far Shen Hewen's eyes could see, so they were more cautious and stopped ten kilometers away from the old city. Chen Mo and Song Jian approached on foot after pretending as usual.

Xia Kai and Fang Yingchen drove over, one to meet them, and the other to confuse the sight of the zombies.

Chen Mo hid the gun in his coat, lowered his head and walked slowly into the group of corpses.

Song Jian has some headaches, he has been suffering from headaches recently.

Maybe it's because he hasn't slept well for a long time, or maybe it's because he has been repeatedly injected with viruses and drugs during this period, which makes his nerves a little uncomfortable.

But these are trivial matters. Once they get rid of Shen Hewen, everything will gradually get better.

A gray mist drifted in front of Song Jian's eyes, but it was only for a moment. Of course, when he looked again, there were only wandering corpses in front of him.

Chen Mo gently tugged at Song Jian's clothes, reminding Song Jian to be careful.

Song Jian took a deep breath to calm himself down, mixed in the dense crowd of corpses with a stench, and slowly approached the old city.

The old town is not big, only three or four streets.

Chen Mo and Song Jian guessed that Shen Hewen was likely to be in the small clinic back then.

There remained a little bit of their common thoughts.

The zombies here are very dense, they have to find a place close to the small clinic to stop and discuss the next step.

Chen Mo chose a clothing store on the adjacent street.

The shutter door of the clothing store was closed, and it was obvious that the owner had already left in a hurry when the accident happened.

Chen Mo pried open the window and got in, followed by Song Jian.

They drew the curtains, fastened the windows with wood, and looked around cautiously.

The place was also full of dust, and the ground was a mess. The owner left in a hurry, only bringing the ID card and bank card in the drawer.

They may think that this turmoil is temporary, and they can still come back, and they can still return to this home.

Song Jian patrolled around several houses, but saw no danger, and the doors and windows were closed tightly, so it should be considered safe.

Chen Mo climbed to the attic on the third floor. From the low window of the attic, he could see the small clinic. The shutter door there was still closed, and there were countless spider zombies wandering in the street.

There are not many such mutated spider zombies, and they are not often encountered, but there are many scary ones here.

There are almost no such low-level zombies on the streets of the old city. A large number of spider zombies have evolved stronger climbing skills, climbing up and down the buildings, and their eyes that are too big because of their skinny faces One inch, loyal and cruel.

Chen Mo drew the curtains to prevent his position from being revealed.

Song Jian also climbed to the attic, and casually threw a pack of biscuits to Chen Mo: "Eat something, we're going to spend the night here."

The sky outside the window was gradually getting dark, and it was not a good choice for them to act at night, so they had to make do with it here for the night, and then went to find the specific location of Shen Hewen at dawn.

Chen Mo said, "You watch the first half of the night, and I watch the second half."

Song Jian said: "Okay, go to sleep."

The owner of the house left in a hurry and did not take away the bed and bedding. Although it was already covered with dust, Song Jian and Chen Mo were not picky about the bed after living in the apocalypse for more than ten years.

Chen Mo lay on the bed holding the gun, and quickly let himself fall asleep.

Sleep time is very precious in the apocalypse, he must recover more energy and physical strength as soon as possible in a short time, so he developed this good habit of waking up when he fell asleep at the end.

What's more, it was Song Jian who stood by his side.

As long as the matter has nothing to do with Yan Ruoming, Song Jian is a trustworthy companion.

The night in the old town is very quiet, only the sound of spider zombies climbing the walls and stepping on the roof. The wind is blowing coldly on this ghost town, weathering the buildings and civilization left by human society bit by bit.

Chen Mo slept deeply.

Song Jian walked around the room twice more, drew the curtains tighter, and reinforced all the doors and windows again.

After making sure everything was safe, Song Jian came to the window and raised a little curtain to look out.

There are a lot of zombies here, especially the mutated ones, which are almost all over the streets, wary of the approach of all survivors.

A spider zombie jumped down from the roof, its ferocious eyes swept across the street, and almost met Song Jian's eyes.

Song Jian hastily lowered the curtains to avoid the sight of the spider zombie.

Fortunately, the zombie didn't see him. The skinny figure jumped onto another house and left into the distance.

Song Jian heaved a sigh of relief, and looked back at the sleeping Chen Mo, but felt that the gray mist and wandering corpses appeared in front of him again like a hallucination.

Song Jian hastily took out the anti-infective medicine Qin Wei gave him and took a pill. The hallucinations in front of him gradually dissipated. It was still a messy old house, and Chen Mo slept soundly on the bed.

Song Jian took a deep breath, took a few more medicines, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Chen Mo's face quietly.

When Chen Mo was young, he looked a lot like Yan Ruoming.

Comely, handsome, high nose bridge and soft light lips.

But now Chen Mo can no longer see traces similar to Yan Ruoming, his facial features are sharper than Yan Ruoming, his chin is thinner, his neck is slender, his collarbone is straight and straight, his chest undulates slightly and he breathes steadily .

Song Jian sighed softly, leaned over and kissed Chen Mo secretly, remembering the kick he got at the highway rest stop two days ago, he wanted to laugh and was a little sad.

He did too many things wrong, and even missed the ten years when Chen Mo grew up alone.

Song Jian looked at Chen Mo's face, and there were bursts of dull pain in his head again. Chen Mo in front of him seemed to have changed in a trance, becoming... a bit strange...

Song Jian felt dizzy and had a headache. He vaguely saw that Chen Mo in front of him had turned into the dead Yan Ruoming.

Yan Ruoming's face was as pale as a dead man's, and he slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of gray eyes.

Song Jian was taken aback, and hurriedly went to get the anti-infective medicine in his pocket, but when he looked up, he was already in a hallucination.

The boundless gray and white thick fog, with countless zombies walking in the middle, and Shen Hewen with the same face in the distance.

When Shen Hewen saw Song Jian, as if there had never been any enmity between them, he smiled kindly: "Song Jian, you are here."

Chen Mo has extremely strict requirements on himself, and his biological clock is equally strict.

When it was time to change shifts, he woke up in a daze.

But Song Jian hasn't come to ask him to change shifts yet.

Chen Mo played a little bit of temper in front of Song Jian that he didn't even notice. Song Jian didn't ask him to change shifts, so he decided to sleep for a while in a fit of anger.

But at this moment, a strange voice came to mind not far from his ear.

It was a footstep that was too brisk, walking towards him quickly.

Chen Mo was shocked, and before he woke up, he picked up the gun and shot at the source of the sound.

A scream woke him up completely.

Chen Mo opened his eyes and saw that the door here was open, countless zombies were rushing towards him in the night, and Song Jian was gone.

Chen Mo backed up while shooting, shouting: "Song Jian! Song Jian!!!"

But the only response to him was the roar of more and more zombies.

Chen Mo hastily swept away another box of bullets, replaced them with special medicine bullets, and pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

The thick blue mist exploded in the small room, and the zombies were afraid of this thing, screaming and backing away.

Chen Mo took the opportunity to climb up to the second floor, but he still couldn't find Song Jian.

He panicked a little.

No matter how ruthless Song Jian was, it was impossible for him to let him fall asleep and leave.

Did something happen to Song Jian?

There are too many mutated zombies here, and these medicines are not as effective against spider zombies as they are against low-level zombies. Soon, a large number of spider zombies caught up to the second floor.

Chen Mo was forced to the window, looked down, and found that the street downstairs was already full of zombies.

He gritted his teeth, fired another shot, took the opportunity to climb up to the attic, and jumped from above to the roof of the opposite bungalow.

There was a sharp pain in both legs when they fell to the ground, but fortunately there was no fracture. Chen Mo ran while shooting, running for his life among the intricate buildings in the old city.

Song Jian...

What happened to Song Jian?

If the zombies attacked and killed Song Jian, then he wouldn't be able to hear nothing.

But why did Song Jian leave?

Why did Song Jian leave him there alone again!

Chen Mo broke a window and got in, followed by a large number of zombies, roaring and chasing them, passing through the deserted building and continuing to chase.

Chen Mo hid in the closet of this family, watched the number of zombies gradually decrease from the gap, and was slightly relieved.

When he landed just now, he seemed to sprain his ankle. When he ran for his life, he didn't feel much pain because of the adrenaline, but now he really felt a dull pain in his ankle and sole of his foot.

Chen Mo took a deep breath, limped out of the closet, and slowly climbed up to the attic of the family, blocking the stairs with debris.

He needs to calm down and slowly think about what happened.

Chen Mo pressed the button on the walkie-talkie and whispered, "Fang Yingchen, where are you?"

Fang Yingchen was sleeping in the car, and when she heard Chen Mo's voice, she almost bumped her head against the roof of the car. She rubbed her face in a hurry and replied, "Brother Chen, we are five kilometers away from the east gate of the old city, and we can't get any closer. Yes. These zombies seem to be able to communicate with each other, and once they find our car, they will pounce on us in groups."

Chen Mo took a deep breath and said, "Song Jian is missing."

Fang Yingchen was confused: "Huh??? Something happened to Brother Song???"

Chen Mo hesitated for a while, then said, "I don't know, he disappeared, maybe something happened, or he left by himself."

Fang Yingchen hurriedly patted Xia Kai who was sleeping in the front seat awake: "Xia Kai! Xia Kai! Brother Chen needs help!!!"

Xia Kai was half asleep and half awake when he heard that Chen Mo needed help, and immediately shouted: "Brother Chen, I'm going in right away!!!"

Chen Mo said, "Calm down."

Xia Kai finally woke up: "Brother Chen, what happened?"

Chen Mo looked out through the small window in the attic.

A large number of spider zombies ran to the roof and the ground, searching for his whereabouts one by one.

And he still doesn't know what happened.