doomsday son-in-law

Chapter 34 The Unexpected Cohabitation

The lounge is small, with two bunk beds that can sleep four people.

Taking off his backpack and putting it on the bed, Yang Mu lay down and leaned against the head of the bed, and lit a cigarette.

He is not addicted to cigarettes, only sometimes want to smoke.

The first cigarette was when he was 11 years old. He picked up someone else's cigarette when it fell from the cigarette case to the ground.

I didn't want to smoke at the time, but I picked up a lighter the day before
Recalling this incident, Yang Mu always felt that at that time, he might only want to test whether the lighter works well, rather than wanting to smoke.

Is it the crime of smoke or the crime of fire?This is really hard to explore.

Moths to the flame is a confession of love, but cigarette butts to the flame is another state of complex emotions, full of all the flavors of the world.

Chu Hong came in from the outside, frowned, fanned the wind with her hand in front of her nose, looked at Yang Mu doubtfully and said:
"You still smoke, why didn't I know?"

"You don't know much, what do you say outside?"

"Those people are discussing with the people in their headquarters in the monitoring room. The idea of ​​​​the headquarters is to clean up all the zombies, and more military supplies and soldiers need to be brought in to prepare for the massacre. There are so many zombies in the quarantine area. I don’t know how many days it will take to kill them all.”

"If you want to kill, you can kill them all, I'm afraid."

"what?"

"A group of soldiers gathered together. If someone turns into a corpse, forget it. I have a bad mouth, so I won't talk about it."

Chu Hong fiddled with her fingers, stared at Yang Mu, and said after a long time:
"Now that we're trapped, I don't think those soldiers have much to eat."

"They came to carry out the mission and wanted to take the target out quickly. They carried a lot of weapons and ammunition with them. They were their minions. How could soldiers give up these things? They would rather not have food."

"Then shall our food be given to the soldiers?"

Yang Mu didn't say a word, knowing that the final outcome must be brought out, unless he had an idea to kill the seven soldier kings.

Sighing, he put out the cigarette, took out the food from his backpack and started to eat, now that he eats more, he can share less.

I choked a bit after eating too much, so I took out the water bottle and drank it.

Chu Hong also brought food, not much, too much for her to handle.

Picking up an egg yolk pie to eat, Chu Hong herself forgot where she picked it up. She never ate such sweet and greasy food before.

He was full after eating one, took out water like Yang Mu did, but only took a sip.

The water was too heavy, so Chu Hong carried very little, only one bottle.

She thought it was better to save some money. Looking at Yang Mu's stingy attitude, it might be difficult to get food from him.

Chu Hong didn't notice that there was actually a faucet in the dining room.

Time passed little by little, and the bad news came three hours later.

A force of 4000 troops approached the quarantine area for two kilometers, and a large-scale mutation of zombies suddenly occurred.

It's not that they were bitten by zombies, it's just that half of the team turned into zombies as they walked. No one knew the reason.

After that, the human soldiers and the zombie soldiers fought.

Zombies don't matter, they have lost their souls.

Human soldiers want to kill their closest comrades-in-arms with their own hands. The emotional surge does not need much description.

One hesitation will kill many people and create more zombies.

The assault plan failed, and people became more frightened by the existence of zombies.

The highest instruction was issued to mobilize all surrounding resources to build a 50-meter-high and five-meter-thick wall in the isolation area within a week.

In fact, it is to replace the previous five-meter-high fence, which is considered unsafe.

The thickness of the city wall is five meters, which is equivalent to building a corridor and setting up weapons on it to deal with zombies.

More air-to-air means were mobilized, and no flying insect was allowed to leave the quarantine area.

The order was issued in this way, and whether it can be executed is of course a problem for the people below.

The quarantine area is really going to be completely quarantined.

Scientists rushed to Hanning one after another to hold a seminar on the transmission of the zombie virus.

Until the results come out, no one will enter the virus quarantine area again.

All the government can do is to use drones to deliver food, so that all survivors continue to hide at home and wait for rescue.

Due to the existence of zombie birds, it is difficult to put food directly into the hands of survivors, but it is better than nothing.

Yang Mu felt a headache when he saw these news.

Wang Bazi, he himself is a typical example of extreme joy begets sorrow.

I thought I could escape, but now it's fine, but I can't escape and I'm in a dead zone, and I can't even get the airdrops.

Because he was depressed and didn't want to talk, after another hour of facing Chu Hong quietly like this, Xiangru called everyone into the dining hall for a small meeting.

"We carry weapons all over our bodies, and we don't have any food. We are trapped now, and the outside world has not yet formulated a plan to rescue us, but you can rest assured that they will not give up! The problem now is that we are trapped here and have no food. I hope everyone can Take out all the food, concentrate and distribute it, we can ask for a small portion, we all have long-term endurance training, and usually we can survive with a little food."

Yang Mu sneered when he heard this.

Starved for endurance training?

That year, in order to avoid the human traffickers chasing him, he hid in a cave for ten days and nights without eating anything but drinking dew, and finally crawled out alive.

He knows what it feels like to be hungry, and he has also touched the limit of being about to die because of hunger. Compared with endurance, he is not afraid of anyone.

The people on Yang Mu's side all looked at Yang Mu, not everyone was willing to take out the food.

Liu Dongfeng may take the lead now, but he is dead, and now Yang Mu has the final say.

Yang Mu looked at Xiangru, and she was staring at Yang Mu with big beautiful eyes.

Sighing, Yang Mu said:

"When your brother died, he said that he and I might become confidants. I have never had a confidant in my life, and it is rare that he thinks highly of me. For his sake, I can share the food, but to be clear, our side Divide into six portions, and you divide into four portions. These foods can last for two days at most, and after two days we will face starvation. At that time, no one is obliged to take out the remaining food, Are you right?"

Xiangru frowned and thought for a while, then nodded slowly.

"So this is the only food distribution. If you run out of food, then you can resign yourself to fate for the next few days."

"Okay, that's all."

Xiang Ru was not procrastinating at all, and neither was Yang Mu.

He knew that he was at a disadvantage, but he had no choice, it wasn't him who was talking here.

Only part of the resources can be sacrificed, and the word "reasonable" should be taken first.

When everyone took out all the food, all eyes were on Yang Mu again.

He brought so much food.

Xiangru was very surprised, and thought to himself that these things together would cost twenty catties. He doesn't look very strong, and he didn't expect to carry so much weight all the way without showing fatigue.

Everyone was not in a high mood at this time, so no one spoke. Xiangru withdrew his thoughts from Yang Mu and distributed the food.

It was fair, the food was divided into two piles, the lesser one was taken by Zhan Hu's people, and the rest was distributed by Yang Mu according to the head.

Xiao Yao was also given food, but Yang Mu didn't know if she would like to eat these things.

If she still prefers to eat meat, it will be a big problem after all. There is no zombie meat for her to eat in this closed space.

After the food is distributed, the room will be divided.

The three rooms together are estimated to be less than [-] square meters.

It has not been opened for use yet, and there are very few things in the house.

There are two bunk beds in the lounge, with a thin layer of mattresses on the beds, without pillows or quilts.

There is only one big long table in the dining room, and the chairs haven't been moved yet.

There are two chairs in the monitoring room, but apart from these, there is only a row of computer screens, and you can see the situation outside.

Yang Mu has eight people here.

Butterfly, Gu Dasen, Wang Liang, Xiao Yao, Song Ren, Chu Hong, Yelena Li and Yang Mu herself.

Xiangru decided that the special forces need a monitoring room.

A double bed was moved out of the lounge and placed in the monitoring room as a place for special forces to lie down in turn.

The people on Yang Mu's side want the rest room.

The dining room serves as a public space.

Of course Yang Mu agreed, and without any nonsense, he returned to the lounge with his remaining food, hesitated and chose the upper bunk to lie down.

This can touch the ceiling, which can be regarded as a path of escape. It can go up to the mezzanine, and there is at least room for detours in case of emergencies.

This is how a period of cohabitation life that they met unexpectedly began. Yang Mu ignored the others, lay there and took out Wang Liang's mobile phone to fiddle with, looking at the photo of Jiang Yuanyuan that he had screenshotted, dazed in a daze.

In fact, it was not Jiang Yuanyuan herself that caught Yang Mu's attention, but another photo placed on her desk in the background of her photo.

It was a group photo of her and an old man. At the beginning, she didn't pay much attention to it, but after looking at it for a long time, she realized that he knew this man, and he remembered and hated him deeply!

He was the man who carried Yang Mu out of the house back then. Yang Mu was only three years old at that time!

He has forgotten the specific details and the location of his hometown, but he can't forget the face of the trafficker, and he has remembered it for many years.

Yang Mu escaped from the gang of human traffickers and later wandered to Hanning City.

He has always felt that this city has a familiar feeling, thinking that this should be his hometown, so he has never left this place.

Now it seems that this may not be his stolen hometown at all, it should be the hometown of the group of traffickers.

That person stole him back then and took him to Hanning, and lived in a few months before going to other places.

At that time, I was in the grade of remembering things, so I had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with this city.

In fact, Yang Mu also thought of Jiang Yuanyuan.

The man shut him up in a cellar, where he hadn't eaten for two days and nights.

In the darkness, he could only keep his head up, looking at the little light coming in from the gate above his head.

Suddenly, I saw a little girl.

The little girl didn't wear any pants, only a small red bellyband, and she was probably about the same age as Yang Mu.

She stood on it, biting her fingers while eating steamed buns.

The two looked at each other for a while, and the little girl grabbed a piece of steamed bun, which was still in the gap of the fence.

Yang Mu quickly searched in the dark, and finally found the piece of steamed bun from the muddy sewage, put it in his mouth and swallowed it crazily.

The little girl squatted down, looked at Yang Mu who was eating, and smiled sweetly.

She was too young to know that the creature in the cellar was a boy, or to tell the difference between a boy and a puppy.

She just wanted to share the food, so she grabbed another big piece of steamed bun and threw it into the mud in the cellar.
(End of this chapter)