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Chapter 18 Flesh City

Nothing can be done.

Coming out of the corridor of Lin Wan's house, the only clue and hope were cut off, and now we are completely passive, there is no other way but to wait quietly.

I glanced at Mo Ge beside me, she didn't seem to be in a hurry, her expression was calm.

The community is deserted, the streets are deserted, and the whole city has become extremely deserted unconsciously.

It was raining in the sky, and the coastal rain was sticky and salty, and it was very uncomfortable to float on the body. Moreover, probably because of psychological effects, I always felt that there was a special fishy smell in the drizzle.

I couldn't help sniffing.

"Did you smell something unusual in the rain?" Mo Ge suddenly turned around, looked at me, and asked.

I looked at her in amazement and said, "How do you know? You smelled it too?"

"No, but the detail of your sniffing is very similar to a person," Mo Ge said, "someone I know."

"Who? Your comrade?" I glanced at the pistol she had hidden in her waist.

"Yes, but he has already passed away. He was torn to pieces by mutants two months ago when he was performing a mission in the suburbs." She said that when her comrade died, her expression was still calm and unmoved.

"You're so unlucky...just say I look like a dead ghost." I couldn't help but rolled my eyes.

"He's not a dead ghost, he's a hero. If people like us didn't die, all of you in this city would have already become infected. How can you jump up and down here?" Mo Ge said coldly.

I stretched out my hands to catch the rain, and the coolness penetrated my skin from my palms and fingertips, spreading all over my body.

I feel that my senses have become much more sensitive, and it happened subtly.

I said again: "Now, we seem to be about the same. Aren't we all injected with that concentrated solution, who can fight the infected?"

"No, not the same, you are different." She said "no" three times in a row.

Is she looking down on me?I think.

Mo Ge didn't look at my expression, and continued: "You are the victim, and we, all of us, did it voluntarily."

"Then what are you doing? Do you want money?" I said.

"Some people do it for money, some people do it for survival, and some people do it for others to survive." As she spoke, she looked around and suddenly said with alarm, "There are enemies approaching..."

The change in tone was so fast that I couldn't help being startled.

What is approaching?The so-called "swordsman"?I really hope that thing will come over, I can't beat him to death, and Mo Ge is by my side at this time, so we can work together to defeat him.

I looked around, and there was silence, nothing.

However, I don't know how far Mo Ge's eyes can see.

Mo Ge frowned deeply, took a deep breath, and said, "You should have thought something was wrong. From the time we came down to now, there is no one on the streets in front of us. Just ask, who has this Is it possible that there is no one in these streets?"

"Evacuated?" I asked alertly.

Mo Ge shook his head and said, "There is no evacuation. In the nearby buildings, there are occasional people poking their heads out. Of course, you may not notice it. For example... there is a sliding window in our direction at three o'clock, which is the size of a fist." There is a young man who has been looking out through the gap for a long time."

I glanced at the place Mo Ge said, only to vaguely see a window on a tall building with a small gap open.

I secretly marveled at Mo Ge's eyesight, and asked Mo Ge, "How far is the enemy from us?"

"I don't know, it's just a feeling, but if I'm not mistaken." Mo Ge said, "There's probably already a fight in these streets, and sooner or later it will spread here." She folded her arms on her chest and thought about it. After a while, say, "Let's go, you lead the way."

"I lead the way?"

"Aren't you familiar with this place?"

"As a rebel army, you are not familiar with the urban environment, so why fight?" I said with a frown.

Mo Ge quickly took out his pistol, stared at my temple, and said, "The situation is urgent, I don't have that much patience."

I sighed. Although I knew that my life would not be threatened at this time, it was really uncomfortable to be coerced.

Mo Ge and I walked forward slowly, the street was silent, there was no "sound of swords and soldiers", not even human voices, walking on such a street, with the drizzle falling head-on, I just felt that my whole body was shaking. A little cold, with an indescribable sense of desolation and horror.

The street seems to be twice as wide as usual. Under the gloomy sky, there are a few street lights that seem to be on, listless and flickering, as if deliberately creating this weird atmosphere.

I was pointed at and walked tens of meters. Mo Ge suddenly stopped, took a step forward, came to my side, and said, "We're almost there."

I looked as far as the eye could see, and there was still gray silence all around.

The air here seems to be more turbid than other places. This turbidity and depression make people suffocate.

"The army may be involved." Mo Ge looked around and said, "Ordinary bullets, it's impossible for the air to become like this."

"What's this smell?" I sniffed and frowned. At this time, I felt a strong smell of gunpowder smoke coming from not far away—not only the smell of gunpowder smoke, but also mixed with many strange smells. In short, the smell It smells terrible.

"Go forward, you will be able to see it soon." Mo Ge said.

I frowned and didn't dare to speak, I had a premonition that I would see something unacceptable in front of me.

After walking a few steps, something suddenly caught my eyelids—a severed arm, a human severed arm.

The severed arm was lying in the middle of the road, which was shocking. One end of the severed arm had been burnt black. On the palm, the five fingers were twisted in a very strange way, as if in extreme pain.

"This is……"

"It's nothing, a fierce battle, there will always be some broken limbs..." Mo Ge looked at the amputated arm on the ground, like looking at pork, very calm. To be honest, I was a little scared, even though I had already I have seen bloody scenes more than once, but I am still a little scared. Maybe there are some things that cannot be completely immune, like nervousness-I have heard that nervousness is an inevitable hit of human beings. One of the emotions, there is no possibility of evasion.

Continue to walk forward, the sky is getting darker, the surrounding fog is getting thicker, and the smell of burning is permeating.

I couldn't help covering my mouth and nose.

Suddenly, beside the road, two entangled scorched black corpses appeared in front of my eyes. The two corpses seemed to be wrestling together before they died, but after being burned, they could no longer distinguish between you and me. —They must have been enemies before they were alive, but at this moment, they just turned into the same pile of rotten meat.

I had a strange feeling in my heart, I was in a panic, and I didn't know if it was the heavy and oppressive air in the street that made me feel so uncomfortable, or something else.

"What do you think is going on here?" I looked at Mo Ge, "Flame Thrower?"

"Incendiary bomb." Mo Ge said coldly.

"Dropping bombs in the city?" I frowned, a little surprised.

"It's not an incendiary bomb in the ordinary sense, it's an incendiary bomb used by infected people." Mo Ge said, "It's the masterpiece of 'Fire Eater'. It burns and kills without discrimination."

"What is the fire eater?" I was even more stunned.

"Have you heard that in Indonesia, there is a kind of frog that can spray a volatile oil-like substance from its mouth, which can spontaneously ignite when it encounters air to drive back the enemy." Mo Ge said.

I shook my head and said, "I don't know."

"If you know, you can understand what a fire eater is." Mo Ge said succinctly.

When she doesn't want to talk, no matter how I ask her, she won't answer.

By this time, her gun had left my head, and her eyes began to scan around.Instead of making me feel more at ease, it made me feel more nervous.

The sky is getting darker and gloomy, and everything under the sky is becoming more bloody and cruel. Not far away, there is a pile of mutilated flesh and blood on the ground—I dare not say that those are human corpses, even if Even at the scene of the car accident, there is probably no corpse like this. The bright red blood, yellow and white fat, white bones, spread internal organs, and hideous heads and faces that cannot be distinguished are piled up in the middle of the road like that. As if, it has begun to signal the coming of the end.

The stench was strong, and not far from this pile of rotten meat, there was still a flame burning, the ground was gray and black, and thick smoke rose to the sky. Even the gloomy and low-pressure sky could not stop the rising smoke.

(End of this chapter)