Doomsday rat

Chapter 537
Because it was cloudy and snowy, it was basically dark before six o'clock in the afternoon.It is more dangerous to walk this kind of mountain road full of gravel in the dark, but fortunately, we have reached our end point today.

There is a fenced log cabin in front of the woods on the hillside. According to the marks drawn on the map, it should be the Kazakh pasture that Crimean said.Before the outbreak of the zombie disease, the alpine meadows below 3000 meters above sea level in the Schatt Valley were also good winter pastures. The nearby Kirgiz and Kazakh herdsmen often came here to spend the winter.

This small house was built by a Kazakh herdsman. If a herdsman passes by with herds of livestock and the weather is bad, not only can people go in to rest, but the fence outside the door can also provide temporary security for the herds of livestock.

Of course, the owner of the house had already turned into a zombie at this time, and it was still solved by Kerim himself.The bodies of the couple were buried on the hillside behind the house, and two piles of stones were piled up as grave bags.

Before Hong Tao entered the house, he deliberately went to the back to look around. The pile of stones was still there, which meant that he did not go wrong.To express his gratitude, Hong Tao also picked up a few stones and piled them on top.

This custom is more common in the snow area, called Manidui.The Mongols also have them, called Aobao, which are used to fear the gods and pray for blessings and ward off evil spirits.Kirgiz and Kazakhs also have them, but they are used as road signs.

Grazing in the barren mountains all the year round, even herdsmen may get lost, so they use piles of stones as road signs.Putting stones on the grave is not only considered profane, but also a kind of respect.It probably means that you are a useful person even after death, and you can also guide everyone, which is a kind of respect and proper pragmatism.

"Have you been here?" Seeing Hong Tao's actions, Zhumabayi's big eyes became more alert.

"I haven't been here before. They are also herdsmen, Kazakh herdsmen. This house belongs to them. We borrow it to say hello to the owner. You go into the house, and I will find some firewood. It's not a good night..."

Regarding Zhumabayi's question, Hong Tao didn't make up nonsense or tell the truth. If he were to perform this kind of task alone, he would stand up all over his body.What he is more worried about is the weather. Today, the special microclimate of one mountain and four seasons is fully displayed.

Although there were snowflakes in the hot springs at the foot of the mountain, the temperature was not low.As soon as we reached the mountainside, there was heavy snow with gusts of wind. If the snow does not stop tomorrow, we will encounter a blizzard if we climb another 1000 meters.

"Bah bah... Plop..." Hong Tao had just found a fallen dead tree in the woods tens of meters away, and was using an ice pick to chop off some branches from it with a hunting knife. Suddenly, he was startled by the crisp sound of gunfire on the ground.

"Fuck..." Soon he got up again, took off the rifle from his back, pulled out the magazine while running towards the hut, knocked it hard twice, put it back, and loaded it immediately.

The source of the gunshots was the hut, but Hong Tao knew in his heart that the rifles carried by Fang Wenlin and Zhumabayi were full of blank cartridges.That thing is only a little lethal at close range, and it is not enough to threaten him.

"Aww... bah bah..." In addition to Fang Wenlin and Zhumabayi, there was a tall figure at the door of the hut.

But it wasn't a human being, but a brown bear that was more than two meters tall when standing upright.It was howling and jumping at Zhumabai, Fang Wenlin had fallen to the ground and was shooting the bear with his rifle.

"Run... run... run around the fence... da da da da da da..." Seeing Zhumabayi stepping back and picking up the rifle from his back, Hong Tao knelt on one leg at the side of the house and raised the gun to aim.

A moment later, the muzzle of the gun was raised two inches and a long burst was fired, followed by a loud yell.Poor marksmanship is really delaying things. The total distance is only 80 meters, but I am not sure that I will hit the brown bear without accidentally injuring Zhumabayi.

"Aww... not only did the brown bear run away without being afraid of the gunshots, but it aroused even more ferocity. It slapped Zhumabayi away and rushed towards Hongtao howling. Those bowl-thick fences along the way were The straw in front of it was smashed to pieces.

"Da da da... da da da..." Now Hong Tao was not in a hurry. He deliberately raised his head and took a deep breath before leveling the rifle again. Two seconds later, the flames flashed and he fired two short bursts in a row.

"Wow..." The brown bear yelled at the sound, and the huge inertia made it slide seven or eight meters on the snow before stopping.Then he stood up again, opening his bloody mouth and roaring.

"Da... da da..." It was still greeted by bullets, after all, it was flesh and blood, and the brown bear, which had been hit continuously, fell to the ground again.This time he lay on his side and did not get up again.

"Dang...dang..." Hong Tao still refused to let go, got up and ran forward more than 20 meters, took out his pistol and shot the brown bear in the head twice, and turned and ran to the hut after making sure that there was no movement.

Blood and snow, red blood and white snow mixed together at the door of the hut.Fang Wenlin was seriously injured. When he opened the door, he came face to face with the brown bear, and the collarbone was severely scratched by the sharp bear.Not only was the bone broken, the skin was torn apart, but also a large blood vessel was injured, and the blood flow continued.

"Sorry, there are empty ammunition in the gun..." Hong Tao took out the first aid kit, pressed the hemostatic powder and gauze on it all at once, and dragged him into the room.Excessive blood loss combined with hypothermia can quickly kill a person.

"...I don't blame you...I didn't have time to have bullets...hehehe...I've thought about more than a dozen ways to die these days, but I never thought of being bitten to death by animals...you've saved me several times, don't blame me You... Zhuma... Zhuma..." The blood loss has temporarily stopped, but Fang Wenlin's complexion is very bad, his breath is also very messy, he can't speak completely, and the situation is not good.

"Press and hold..." Hong Tao opened another first-aid kit, used two parts of hemostatic powder and hemostatic gauze, and let Fang Wenlin hold it by himself, before rushing out of the room.

"Don't move... How do you feel?" By the fence outside the door of the hut, Zhumabayi was wrapping his right calf with a scarf.

"The bones should be fine... give me a hand..." Her condition was much better than Fang Wenlin's. There was a tear in the trousers on her calf, but there was no obvious bloodstain.

"Teacher Fang...Teacher Fang..." Hong Tao helped her into the hut and put her on a chair, closed the door and turned around to shake Fang Wenlin, whose head was drooping a bit.

Fang Wenlin was on the verge of a semi-comatose state, and the two hemostatic gauzes were soaked in blood. It seemed that the wound could not stop the bleeding by pressing alone. Unless the operation was performed immediately, death would only happen sooner or later.

"I... can't go... take Camilla away... bury me behind... put a few stones..." The old man often said that he knew when a person was about to die, and Fang Wenlin seemed to know it too. He didn't say anything, and all he said was about the aftermath.

"Don't worry..." Hong Tao gritted his teeth, pulled out the dagger from his thigh, and slammed it into Fang Wenlin's left rib.Rather than watching him slowly lose blood and die in shock, unable to be rescued, it is better to have a good time.

"You...what are you doing!" Zhu Mabai didn't hear Fang Wenlin's words, and was shocked when he saw Hong Tao's actions, and reached out to touch the gun.

"Don't move around. If I wanted to kill you, I would have done it in the frontier station hut. I didn't fall asleep when someone secretly used the walkie-talkie in the middle of the night. You don't have real bullets in that gun. I apologize for that. If there are real Bullets can't save Teacher Fang, at least you won't get hurt again."

"Come on, no matter who we are working for, let me see the wound first. You can't walk out of this kind of place with your injured leg. If you don't freeze to death or starve to death, you will have to be eaten by wild animals."

Originally, Hong Tao wanted to remember this kind-hearted teacher for a few minutes, but seeing Zhumabayi's actions, he had to continue to play the villain, and took out his pistol to stop the situation from deteriorating.

"...Who are you!" The window paper was suddenly pierced, causing Zhumabayi's brain to shut down.Surprise, frustration, fear, and a host of other emotions made her forget the pain for a while, and forgot to hide her identity. She just wanted to find out who this mysterious man was.

"Don't worry, I'm neither from the Redeemer nor from the Rebels... Oh yes, I'm not from the East Asian Alliance either. I have nothing to do with them, I'm just an amateur herdsman, and I like to meddle a little bit by the way."

Seeing that Zhu Mabayi stopped touching the gun, Hong Tao also put down the pistol, opened his arms and slowly leaned over, squatting down a little bit, intending to help the girl take a look at the wound on her leg first.

(End of this chapter)