Nomenclature of Night

   Chapter 687 Defend! Don't step back!

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  In a certain bank in District 4, more than 40 time walkers are hiding with more than 20 refugees, all accompanied by the bones in the bank.

  The forty-two timewalkers belonged to the same team. They hid in this bank in advance because they encountered the march of the rat tide. Later, they opened the door for the sake of kindness and accepted more than 20 refugees.

   Among the 42 people, 3 are cliff challengers. They have just completed the 5th challenge, and each of them ate 5 Longevity Fruits.

  The mind is also firmer than others.

Next to   , Ye Han, who is also a challenger, hugged a shivering eight-year-old boy and comforted: "Don't be afraid, brother, go to sleep first, senior and senior are here to protect you."

   A piece of flesh was bitten off by a mouse on the little boy's calf. Ye Han could only give him a simple bandage, there was no other way.

  In the hall of the bank, the refugees were trembling and despair was written all over their faces.

On their side, they comforted each other, and the challenger 'Zhang Hubao' who once supported Hu Jingyi in front of the cliff said in a low voice, "Don't worry too much, these shelters given by the boss are for us to temporarily avoid the limelight. , There are too many rat tides outside, and he will come to pick us up when it calms down a little."

Now, the precipice challengers don't care about success or failure. Anyway, as long as they join the Agricultural College, now they all call Qingchen the boss, as if to make this name a given fact, they are determined to be with Ding Qingchen, The kind that doesn't let go of your thighs.

   Chen Zhuoyu taught them this matter.

   "Will the little dean really come?" Timewalkers worry, they are not challengers, so they are habitually called the little dean.

"It should be," Zhang Hubao nodded and said, "He made such a detailed plan and set up such a detailed refuge point for us, which is convenient for him to come to us. Don't worry, don't be affected by the desperation of the refugees. We have to maintain our physical strength."

   To tell the truth, Zhang Hubao had no idea, and he didn't know whether the boss would come to rescue them in such a dangerous environment.

  According to human nature, even if no one comes to rescue, it is understandable, who will put himself in danger again and again, and Zhang Hubao knows that if he really wants to save, Qingchen has to save too many teams.

   However, he knew that as a captain, he had to remain calm, even if it was just a calm face.

   At this moment, there was a rumbling sound outside the bank. Someone looked through the shutters and saw a dense tide of rats rushing past.

   Just because this bank has been looted long ago, the rat tide did not search here again.

   But the next moment, in the opposite building, someone suddenly screamed subconsciously.

   The tide of rats outside suddenly stopped, swarming and rolling towards the source of the screams.

"Broken," Zhang Hubao lowered his voice and said, "There is also a place that has been invaded by the rat tide. If they find someone hiding in the place they have invaded, will they search the whole city again? I hope they don't have the energy to come. do this."

   After a long time, the screams from the building opposite stopped.

   Everyone sat quietly in the bank, silently waiting for Qingchen's rescue, daring to speak.

  One hour, two hours...eight hours, twelve hours.

   Zhang Hubao and the others never waited to come to the rescue.

   Until all expectations begin to slowly turn into disappointment, even despair.

   Later, when someone asked Zhang Hubao if the little dean would come to save everyone, Zhang Hubao just said blankly... It should be.

   Because he doesn't know either.

   "Let's rush out by ourselves, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope," said challenger Ye Han.

   Zhang Hubao's eyes refocused: "No, it's been too long. According to the boss's estimate, the rat tide is about to enter the third stage, and no one can survive dozens of kilometers."

   "Yeah, no one can cross dozens of kilometers alive, so no one will come to rescue us."

   But at this moment, there was a crisp knock on the door, dong dong.

   Then a tired voice said: "Open the door."

   Zhang Hubao's eyes lit up, and all the Time Walkers stood up!

   That is the voice of the little dean!

   During the seven days of their return, the voice of the little dean lingered in their ears, explaining plans and precautions over and over again. This voice was so familiar!

   They were about to open the gate of the bank, but they were stopped by the refugees: "Don't open the door, what if people outside attract the rat tide?"

   Zhang Hubao said calmly: "When we opened the gate to let you in, we didn't think about it. Get out of the way, we are leaving, whether you are willing to follow, that is your own business."

After   , he pushed the refugees away and pulled the bank gate.

  Under the moonlight, Qingchen stood outside the door with a tired face: "Sorry, I'm late."

   Zhang Hubao's nose is sour: "Don't say that, it's not too late, everyone is still alive."

   "Let's go," Qing Chen said with a smile, "Send you to meet the others."

   Zhang Hubao carried the injured 8-year-old boy and nodded vigorously.

   Those people in the bank did not follow, and Qingchen did not persuade them.

   Each stage has a choice for each stage. At this time, he can only save those who are willing to believe in him.

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  Little San and the others had just fought off a wave of rats, and everyone was panting and sitting on the wet sandbags. At this time, everyone didn't care about their appearance. It would be good to sit down and rest for a while.

   There are also many women in the parent-teacher conference. The mistress did not let them go to the battlefield, but only let them do some logistical work.

   At this time, those women carried simple stretchers and carried away the dead family members.

   They were in tears as they lifted it, because some family members had their bones gnawed out by mice, and some family members kept biting the mice.

   The tragic state of those corpses is unbearable to look at.

  The logistics staff placed the bodies one by one in the back, and no one knew if everyone had a chance to bury them. Maybe everyone would lie there soon and reunite with their comrades underground.

   There are also wounded, who are holding back on the stretcher and do not want to cry, for fear of affecting the morale of the army.

  Little San turned his head away, not daring to look for a long time.

   A voice suddenly came from the walkie-talkie: "I'm back! The parents are back!"

  Everyone got up and looked, but they saw Qingchen was leading more than a hundred people running fast. Fortunately, the rat tide had just been repelled, otherwise these people might not have escaped so smoothly.

   "Quick, quick," Xiao San said: "Heat the food, let him come back and eat two bites!"

   This is already the seventh wave of students that Qingchen has returned. During this period, Qingchen just sat on the ground and used the knight's breathing technique to adjust his body once, and then left again.

   Refugees also saw him returning refugees again and again, and everyone remembered this figure.

   When Qingchen was leaving, she secretly asked Xiaosan, "Does this guy have a partner? He seems to be very friendly."

  Xiao San couldn't help smiling bitterly on the spot: "You're wrong if you think he's friendly. I haven't seen the news of killing the A02 base before. He's the one who hangs the gods consortium with one hand."

   Now this thing is getting worse and worse. Among the three mouths, Qingchen is only three heads and six arms away, and everything else is perfect.

   Now the refugees also know that Qingchen is the big man of the Qing family.

   But the big man of this consortium seems to be completely different from what they remember...

After    Qingchen sent Zhang Hubao and others to the defense line, he simply asked: "Causes?"

   Xiaosan's face turned gloomy for a while: "3192 people died, 7121 people were slightly injured, and 1409 people were seriously injured."

  Qingchen asked again, "Can you hold it?"

  Little San immediately stood up straight: "Yes!"

   Qingchen nodded: "Stand up."

   After he finished speaking, he turned around and left without stopping for a single bit.

   "Parents, stay and eat something and take a break," Xiao San said anxiously.

   Qingchen just waved his hand and said nothing.

   There are dozens of teams of timewalkers and children waiting for him, and he doesn't have so much time to feel sorry for himself.

   And the rat tide is getting bigger and bigger, he can wait, those who are still waiting for others, I am afraid that they will not have so much time to wait.

Zhang Mengqian suddenly said: "Actually, the boss is punishing himself. He let the people from Kunlun and you stay in the city together. For each death of you, he will blame himself, even if he just made the most correct decision. "

   "But we don't blame him," Xiao San said.

   "It has nothing to do with whether you complain about him or not," Zhang Mengqian replied.

   Xiaosan realized that this is what Principal Zheng said: the person who makes the decision suffers the most, and if he wants to take over the command, he must suffer this pain.

  Qin Shuli looked at the direction Qingchen was leaving, and was silent.

   He has very little interaction with Qingchen. Even if he is married to Zhang Wanfang, he has never visited Qingchen a few times.

   At that time, he was worried from the bottom of his heart that Zhang Wanfang would often meet with Qing Guozhong because of Qingchen's relationship.

   In those days, Qing Guozhong even found Qin Shuli's factory and asked him to borrow money, saying that if he didn't borrow money, he would throw Qingchen to Zhang Wanfang and Qin Shuli.

  A current husband is approached by his wife's ex-husband to borrow money. This kind of life experience is really bad.

   Therefore, when Qin Shuli inspected the father and son of Qing Guozhong and Qing Chen, he instinctively brought some rejection.

   To be honest, normal people would reject it.

  After Qing Guozhong was imprisoned, Qin Shuli asked a friend to find out what happened, and then found that the person who reported Qing Guozhong was called "Mr. Qing, an enthusiastic citizen". Who else could this be besides Qing Chen?

   It's just that Qin Shuli couldn't understand why Qingchen reported Qing Guozhong?

   Later, Qin Shuli came to the inner world. When he learned that the parent of the parent-teacher association was Qingchen, he began to collect all the information related to the teenager.

   At that moment, Qin Shuli realized that he was wrong, Qingchen and Qing Guozhong were completely different, and he should not put his prejudice against Qing Guozhong on Qingchen.

  When the fire broke out in the villa in the daytime, but Zhang Wanfang pulled him and didn't let him check it out, Qin Shuli felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

   He didn't blame Zhang Wanfang, because his wife's life was also very hard, and it was hard to endure the hardships until the age of 40, and he really couldn't lose everything at the moment.

   Qin Shuli only felt that all of them owed Qingchen. The boy had a gambler father and a mother who didn't care about him, so life must have been hard all these years.

   In the inner world, he spared no effort to work, always feeling that he should do more.

   In the parent-teacher meeting, no one except Luo Wanya knew that Qin Shuli still had a relationship with his parents.

   Now, he is inexplicably happy watching the boy slowly grow into a towering tree that shelters everyone, even though he doesn't think he has a position to be happy.

"Everyone find clothes to wrap your neck around!" Zhang Mengqian shouted: "Send this sentence to other defense lines. The only place where a mouse can kill a mouse is the aorta in the neck. As long as you can protect this place, you can greatly improve the survival of everyone. probability!"

   This is a method summed up by Zhang Mengqian with experience, and it is very useful.

   When Qingchen fled with the refugees, even if someone was besieged by a group of rats, as long as the neck was not bitten, even if a piece of flesh was bitten off of his body, it was nothing.

   There was a wailing from behind the defense line. Five times the rat tide came back, and thousands of families were injured. At this time, half of those who could go to the battlefield were cut into strips of clothing and simply wrapped.

   However, this is still lucky, and more than 3,000 people died because they were bitten by rats in the neck artery.

Xiao San was already too sleepy at this time, but his eyes lit up when he heard this: "Quick, quick, Qin Shuli, bring someone to collect scarves and clothes. The parents said that the rat tide will come back soon, and we only have a few hours at most. break time, hurry up and get ready!"

   Qin Shuli came back to his senses and hurriedly agreed: "Okay, I'll raise the bonfire, and I'll bring people over."

   After a big battle, everyone was wet by the snow, their hair and clothes were wet, and the ground became muddy.

  Everyone and their families are in urgent need of heating and rest, otherwise no one will be able to carry the next few days.

   After doing all this, he went to look for clothes.

   Although he was exhausted to the extreme.

   The bonfire rose, and Qin Shuli said to the family, "Go, go and collect clothes."

   He walked while talking, but just two steps away, his eyes darkened. Many people didn't notice that Qin Shuli had not slept for more than 30 hours.

   "Are you okay, the golden family?" Someone quickly helped him.

   Qin Shuli got up and smiled: "It's okay, let's go find clothes."

   However, at this time, several aunts came out of the team: "You are all so tired, hurry up and rest. If you want clothes, we will go to the house to fetch you, and there are some clothes at home."

   Xiaosan was stunned: "You guys hurry back to the team, it's dangerous here."

   "Don't worry about this," said, the aunts turned their heads and said to the long line behind: "If you have clothes at home, go home and pick them up, and bring them to the boys!"

In the    team, many refugees were indifferent.

   You have to know that millions of people are queuing up to evacuate. If you walk too slowly, you will die here. At this time, everyone has finally queued up to the front. How could they be willing to leave the line?

   Once you leave, you have to queue up again.

  When the refugees heard what the aunt said, they turned their heads one by one and pretended not to hear them.

The aunties stood outside the line and shouted, "How did you all live in the past? Ah? There is no electricity at home, and I eat protein bars every day in the dark. I have to put it in the urinal when I go to the toilet. In the sewers outside the street, the whole street stinks."

   "Last month, the **** in the lower three districts was still piled up, and I felt nauseous when passing by. My family lives on the 91st floor, and my child said that he didn't want to go to school because there was no elevator in the building, and he had to climb 91 stairs to go up and down."

   "Previously, the entire Xiasan District was burned, killed and looted. Who would dare to go out on the street in the middle of the night?"

  The aunt's voice is getting louder and louder: "Now, take a closer look, where is it not clean except for this line of defense? Whose house is not powered? Whose sewer is not repaired?"

"Apart from these people who fought for you, who of you are not clean? Look at yourself and look at them. In order to let you take refuge, they even have to pretend to be vicious. You don't even know What are their names, and do they have parents and children like us at home?"

  The refugees looked at Xiaosan and the others, but saw that they were covered in blood, some of the blood was from mice, and some of their blood was theirs.

  The family members had mud splashes on their clothes, were bitten by mice, scratched many holes, and their shoes were soaked.

   You can't be embarrassed one by one.

  The refugees looked back at themselves and just lined up leisurely.

The old aunt said that she was emotional first, and the more she talked, the more excited she became: "Just now, the big man in the Qing family, he has been out to save people again and again, think about him, think about you again, are you worthy of being saved? , you guys just fought because of the line up!"

  Little San hurried over and said, "Auntie, go back to the team, we can find clothes ourselves."

Aunt    glared at him: "Go away! You don't have the right to speak now!"

  Little San: "..."

   Qin Shuli: "..."

Another aunt said to the refugees in the team: "Before they came, you talked every day about who would save the third district, but now the people from the third district have come, but you all just want to run. You really do You can run, and then, what do we do when they die, continue to live in the stinky ditch like a dog? Live like a dog, this is the life you want?"

   A young man in the team came out. He pondered for a few seconds and said, "Everyone, let the women, children, and old people go first."

   After saying that, he turned around and went home to get his clothes.

   As soon as he left, dozens of people suddenly came out of the team, and ran to their house quickly.

   Slowly, more and more people came out of the team and ran to the buildings in the lower three districts behind them. There was a power outage throughout the city, and some people even climbed more than 80 levels, wrapping all their clothes in sheets and rolling them over.

Immediately afterwards, he also took out his kitchen knife. For a while, in the long, invisible line, one-tenth of the people chose to quit and gave the priority to others. .

   Compared with the team of more than five million at this time, one tenth is half a million. This scale is quite terrifying, even ten times more than the number of parent-teacher associations and associations.

There are also some young women who choose to stay: "I have learned medical emergency knowledge, and I wanted to go to the hospital to be a nurse, but they saw me as a person from the lower three districts and eliminated me. I see that you have hoarded drugs. , don't send it all behind that door, keep a part, and I will bandage your wounded."

   Said, they actually called the neighbors, moved the promotional tents of the roadside store, and built several temporary treatment points.

  It was just that when they cut off the clothes on the wounds of the wounded, they couldn't help crying.

   However, everyone’s wounds have deep blood marks, and the wounds bitten by dirty mice were not cleaned in time, and now they are beginning to fester.

   However, these are the people who were fighting for them just now.

   A nurse cried to the crowd: "Don't be stunned, come and help!"

  The defense line of the lower three districts was originally very simple, because the disaster came too suddenly, and the family members had no time to do other things except to block the gap with their lives with kitchen knives.

   At this moment, those refugees actually helped to slowly complete the things that a line of defense should have: the rear medical point, the soldiers resting point.

  The aunts are even building canteens, taking out all the ingredients that can be processed by each household, even cooking a bowl of hot soup for the family to warm up.

  Little San watched this scene and suddenly understood what the parents said, when you treat the world sincerely, the world will definitely give you gifts.

   This is the popular support that the Parent Association needs.

   After the disaster is over, these people will remember the goodness of the PTA, and only then will the PTA have the ability to continue to change the world.

   "Thank you, everyone, but really don't put clothes on me," Xiaosan said in a panic, because he had seven clothes hanging around his neck, and his whole body was like a hanger.

  More than 500,000 people went to collect clothes, kitchen knives, and frying pans, and then scrambled to hang them on their family members, which was really unbearable.

   These people were too indifferent at first, but now they are too enthusiastic.

   It was the aunt who spoke again to maintain order, and the refugees gradually became rational.

  Little San said: "Everyone can rest assured and continue to transfer and evacuate. We will definitely defend this line of defense before you all evacuate!"

   Even with life.

   At this time, someone shouted from the walkie-talkie: "Little San, the rat tide is coming again!"

  The family looked back, and everyone returned to the back of the defense line to prepare for battle.

Xiaosan whispered to Qin Shuli: "The parents explained earlier that if the rat tide comes back within two hours, it means that the other party wants to consume our energy all the time and make us not eat well and sleep well. It's not the key now. At the moment, we must find a way to let everyone rest.”

   At this moment, the aunt appeared just now. She had a trench coat around her neck, which looked like a cape of a war robe. She also held two kitchen knives in both hands and said, "I will help you too!"

  Little San: "..."

   Qin Shuli: "..."

  Little San has never been so speechless in his life.

   He turned to face the rat tide and waited for the arrival of those beasts: "If you can still move, just keep fighting with me, and stay dead! Don't retreat!"

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