Tomorrow's Ark is too real

Chapter 1200 Sorrow in the Ice and Snow
In the year 1095 of the Terra calendar, it was a severe winter.

The junction of Ursus and Yan Kingdom, on the side of a road outside a border village.

"Run, don't stop, run faster, there is a village ahead!"

Seventy to eighty ragged Ursas were running in embarrassment in the ice and snow. Besides men, there were several women and children in the team.

At this moment, the woman running at the end of the line slipped and fell to the ground with a "plop".

When someone fell, the whole team stopped. One of the men grabbed her arm and pulled it up desperately.

"Neima, stand up quickly, quickly!"

The woman's thin face was pale, and her lips were bloodless due to extreme hunger and physical exhaustion.

"I can't run anymore."

The man pulling her was hoarse.

"The Infected Suppression Squad is patrolling nearby, you will die if you stay here!"

"I really can't stand up."

"Don't you want to live, stand up!"

Tears of despair ran across the woman's face.

"I don't want to die, but where can we escape? This is already the border of Ursus."

These words floated into the ears of every infected person present in the cold wind, and faced with the torture of desperate souls, everyone bowed their heads.

The pupils of the man holding her flickered, but he never let go.

"Neima, don't you want to see your child anymore, don't you want to watch him grow up with your own eyes?"

"my child."

"Your children are in another fleeing team. They will move north. Although we are in the opposite direction, as long as you live, you will see them one day."

Hearing this sentence, a flash of hope appeared in the woman's eyes, but soon, the things supported in her heart collapsed in the face of the cruel reality.

Not everyone is strong enough inside, and not every mother blindly believes in miracles.

She was not sure that her child would survive the escape.

After months of running in this kind of hopelessness, she was really tired.

"If my child is still alive, please take care of him, leave me behind, I won't blame you, thank you."

After all, the woman exhausted her last strength and broke away from the man holding her hand.

There are sincere emotions in this world, but it is undeniable that in the face of the threat of death, apart from solid family ties, most so-called sympathy and sense of responsibility are often vulnerable.

The hesitation only lasted for a moment, and the fleeing infected team gave up on the woman who fell on the snow, even though there was a village less than 500 meters ahead.

No one is willing to support or carry her, because those who give up to survive may implicate all those who want to survive.

"Go ahead and hide in the village ahead!"

Because of the campaign to eradicate the infected at the border that lasted for several months after winter, most of the people in this village have already moved out, and most of the people left at this time are old people in their dying years.

In this way, the hungry and exhausted infected broke into the village like a mob, robbing all edible and carrying supplies.

The doors and windows to keep out the cold were smashed, and the wooden storage houses were destroyed. The elderly villagers could not resist, and could only look at these infected people who were driven into a desperate situation with hatred.

Faced with such discriminatory eyes, some infected people vented their suppressed emotions during their escape to these unarmed villagers.

"What are you looking at! We are human too, and we want to live!"

An old man glared fiercely at the group of thugs who broke into the village and robbed them.

"Demons, the infected are all demons, you shouldn't live in this land, the infected team should kill you all!"

"What the fuck did you say!"

"I said that infected people are not qualified to live!"

"I kill you!"

The hatred born of discrimination is mutual, and the results are cruel and bloody. When personal emotions rise to group concepts, the right and wrong of many things have become blurred.

In a fire, this unnamed small village on the border of Ursus was burned to ashes.

It was precisely because of this fire that the nearby infection suppression team discovered the whereabouts of this infected person.

In desperation, these infected people had no choice but to continue heading south, attempting to cross the border and enter the interior of the Yan Kingdom in search of a chance of survival.

A chase in the ice and snow lasted for a long time.

When the last surviving infected people ran to the North China Boundary Bridge leading to the inland of Yan, there were only about 80 people left in the team of [-] people.

The man in the lead had blood-red eyes. He looked firmly at the wide boundary bridge in the distance and shouted.

"Compatriots, the Yan Kingdom is on the other side of the bridge, every one who can run is one, run, don't stop!"

Hope is right in front of you, but this kind of hope that seems to be within reach is far more difficult than reaching the sky.

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

The roar of iron hooves came from the rear, and the Ursus suppression team of at least 500 people galloped forward, and the unsheathed saber reflected cold light in the ice and snow.

Is it safe to just cross the boundary bridge leading to Yan Kingdom?

The answer is no, the suppression team will not give up hunting just because they crossed the border between the two countries, and it has been like this for several months.

It's just that these infected people have no intention of thinking at this time. In desperation, they just blindly believe in the end point ahead, because only in this way can they have the motivation to move forward.

The shouts of the suppression team and the mournful cries of the infected resounded through the sky, representing life and death.

In the ice and snow, the noise that broke the dead silence became more and more intense.

On the extremely wide bridge, a girl leaning against the edge of the wooden box took off her hood, revealing a head of black hair and equally black pupils.

The temperature on the border of Ursus is cold enough to make a normal person freeze, but she only wore a thin hooded jacket. In addition, on the palms of her two slender arms, she also wore a pair of black gloves that seemed out of place .

The noise in the distance was gradually approaching, but she remained expressionless. Those black pupils seemed to have witnessed countless cruel scenes.

Finally, as the No.1 infected person stepped onto the bridge, she finally raised her black-gloved palm.

At this moment, a relaxed voice came from beside the girl.

"It seems that I really discovered something extraordinary."

As if she didn't notice that there was someone so close to her, the girl turned around abruptly.

Seeing her nervous reaction, Xia Feng immediately raised his hands to indicate that he was not hostile.

"Don't worry, I'm just passing by."

Squinting her eyes, the girl gave Xia Feng a cold look.

"Who are you."

"You don't remember me, I'm the governor of Yandong, Xia Feng."

"You are Xia Feng?"

"If it's a fake replacement."

At this time, Xia Feng was wearing a black coat, a red scarf, and a round backpack on his back, which seemed to contain a basketball.

Taking a closer look at the black-haired girl in front of him, he seemed to have finally determined something.

Xia Feng is sure that this is the first time he has seen this girl, but apart from the features of black hair and black eyes, the girl's facial features are at least [-]% similar to one of his neighbors in Victoria.

Likewise, there is the absence of any racial characteristics.

Not far away, the screams of the suppression team and the infected were getting closer and closer, but Xia Feng's voice was unexpectedly calm, and he looked at the girl in front of him with a smile that was not a smile.

"It turns out that this is the secret weapon hidden by the top management of the Yan Kingdom, but I think that the weapon should not be a person with feelings."

The black gloved hands were clenched tightly, and the girl's eyes showed cold murderous intent.

"Don't get in my way."

Xia Feng had a complicated smile.

"Don't get me wrong, I have no intention of hindering you. I just think that at your age, running away from home is not something a good boy should do. Say yes, Miss Lisa."

(End of this chapter)