truck storm

Hunger is next to death, Hua Yang swallowed his saliva, his already empty stomach became even emptier now.Facing the wind, go to the village in memory.Desolation and loneliness linger in my heart, and fear breeds crazily under hunger, constantly devouring the courage that was originally insufficient, and the pace of progress is getting smaller and weaker.

Turning around the bare mountain foot, panting, Hua Yang sat on the ground with his crossbow in his arms. After walking for a long time, he didn’t see a single person. Apart from the bare stone mountain, there was loess floating everywhere. He wanted to eat grass roots and bark, but there was no green No vegetation was seen.Looking at the sun at noon, he licked his dry lips. There was still a long way to go from the village.

Smelling the disgusting stench again, Hua Yang immediately pulled the strings of the crossbow and pressed the arrows to guard the surroundings. In the distance, two boys ran desperately, followed by a swift red shadow. The wolf dog infected with the virus was completely animalized. His hair fell off, revealing bright red flesh and blood.Running wildly on all fours, the corners of his mouth were split open to reveal sharp teeth.

"Ri!" Hua Yang pulled the crossbow, and the crossbow shot fiercely. The galloping mutant dog sensed the danger and quickened its pace. The crossbow bolt that should have been shot on the dog's head was nailed to the mutant dog's back.A sharp triangular arrow pierced through the mutant dog's back, and the running mutant dog rolled over to the ground and let out a series of whines.

The fleeing child looked back, and both of them stopped.The seven or eight-year-old face has a maturity beyond age.There was no panic in the big black and white eyes.The long-headed one took out two threaded steel pipes from his back, and twisted them together with his hands to form a two-meter-long steel gun.

The short-haired man holds a wooden shield in his left hand and a dogleg knife in his right hand.He grinned at Hua Yang, showing his toothless gums: "We attract it, you continue to she."

Hua Yang watched dumbly as the two half-grown children stood in front of him, and the fallen mutant dog got up again, grinning its teeth and roaring, the arrows shot off the dog's ribs, its speed slowed down, and its posture became weird .

The short-haired boy stood in front, watching the mutated dog rushing towards him, hiding behind the wooden shield, boom!The impact knocked the boy into the air, and the long-haired boy immediately replaced him.The slanted steel pipe in his hand stabbed forward and inserted it into the dog's mouth.

It's now!Hua Yang pulled the crossbow, and the cluster of arrows roared towards the mutant dog's head. The mutant dog seemed to have a keen sense of danger. On one side of the head, the cluster of arrows pierced through the dog's neck, and the steel pipe swayed to one side.The mutated dog jumped at the long-haired boy.

"No!" Hua Yang let out a mournful cry, blaming himself extremely at this moment, he was the one who hurt the long-haired boy because he missed the shot.Self-blaming Zhonghua Yang saw a black shadow flying out of his pupils, the wooden shield was stuffed into the sharp mouth of the mutant dog, the canine teeth intertwined, and the thick wooden shield was bitten to pieces.The short-haired boy held the dog's leg knife in both hands, and slashed at the neck of the mutant dog from top to bottom.

puff!One clean break.The dog's head rolled around on the ground a few times, the short-haired boy was panting, and the knife exhausted his strength.The long-haired boy stared round his eyes, brushing past the god of death.The two looked at each other, their muscles trembling in a smile.

Standing aside, Hua Yang was at a loss. Facing the two children, Hua Yang was embarrassed: "I just used this one, and it's not accurate."

The short-haired boy swung the dog-leg knife and chopped at the dog's head on the ground. He split the dog's head with two knives, picked out the pith stone inside and threw it to Hua Yang, saying, "I know you are not familiar with it. If we didn't have the first arrow, we would all be like this." Dog's lunch. This is for you."

Hua Yang took the mutated dog's marrow stone, and Aopu's voice rang in his ears: "I found the mutated beast's marrow stone, which has ten times the energy of a human's marrow stone, and the task completion rate is 1150000."

Hua Yang was stunned, people really are not as good as dogs these days.Turning to the short-haired boy, "What are the pith stones for?"

The long-haired boy said first: "The marrow stone is an item used by human evolutionists to evolve their abilities. In this collapsed world, it is a hard currency that is called gold and food." He looked at Hua Yang and asked, "What's your name? Which gathering place do you belong to?" Although the long-haired boy looked immature, his tone was mature beyond his age.

In the eyes of the two children, Hua Yang's clothes were clean and decent, his skin was delicate and fair, and his hair was still trimmed.Holding a brand-new crossbow in his hand, he could smell lavender on Hua Yang's body when he got close, so he must be from a powerful family.Unlike other survivors, their bodies were dirty and smelly, and their hair was glued together like dry grass.

"My name is Hua Yang!" He said with a grin and a mouth full of white teeth: "I don't belong to the gathering place here, my home is far, far away." As he spoke sadly, he sniffed Ask: "What's your name? Which gathering place do you belong to?"

"My name is Lu Nan." The long-haired man pointed to the short hair and said, "His name is Lu Zheng. Our gathering place is on this dirt hill." While talking, the stomachs of the three people roared at the same time.

Lu Zheng looked at Hua Yang and said, "Brother Hua, why don't you go to our gathering place too! Grandpa still has a few hard-faced pancakes, let's satisfy your hunger first." Hua Yang nodded, hard-flour pancakes are delicious even when hungry, thinking about noodles It was a sticky mess, and the saliva flowed even more.

Walking up the Huangtu slope, Hua Yang asked casually, "What day is it today? When did the virus break out?"

Hua Yang's question made Lu Nan's eyes flash with pain, as if thinking of something terrible again, he said in a trembling voice: "It should be March now, I can't remember the exact date." A clod of soil: "Four months ago, poultry and wild beasts mutated, and people injured by the beasts turned into things that were neither human nor ghost."

Hua Yang muttered, what Lu Nan said was the same as Opu, could it be true?Looking at the entire mountain without a trace of green grass, Hua Yang couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't I see any vegetation along the way?"

Lu Nan said: "I eat everything I can eat." He licked the corner of his mouth while speaking: "It doesn't matter if it's grass roots or bark."

Continuing to walk up the slope, Hua Yang saw a fence made of logs. Inside the fence stood a tree trunk seven or eight meters high. A hanging basket was nailed to the trunk. Inside the hanging basket was a man holding a telescope to observe around.Hua Yang squinted his eyes to be quiet, and saw a horn hanging around his neck.

Lu Nan said: "He is Uncle Pan. He has no legs and can't find food, so he keeps watch for everyone every day."

There was an iron gate in the log fence, and Lu Zheng's fingers knocked on the iron gate. Three long and two short, the iron gate was wide open. An old man with white beard and hair was holding a machete with a thick back. The veins on his arm were bulging, and he looked at Lu Nan. He showed a kind smile, and then looked at Hua Yang, aiming at the crossbow in Hua Yang's hand, his eyes full of wariness.

"Friend! The Forgotten Village lacks food and clothing, and they are all old, weak, sick and disabled. If you come up with other ideas, I advise you to change places." Then he pulled Lu Zheng and Lu Nan into it.

"Old, weak, sick and disabled?" Hua Yang wondered, "Where did the young and strong go?"

"Qing Zhuang went to a place with food." After the old man said, Lu Zheng took his hand: "Brother Hua Yang is a good man, he helped us kill the mutant dog."

The old man's expression was startled: "You killed the mutated dog?" Seeing the two grandsons nodding, the old man's eyes on Hua Yang were obviously different. Animals infected with virus mutations are many times more lethal than humans.The person who can kill the mutant dog must be a master, and the master naturally looks down on the property of the gathering place.The old man took half a step back and hung the knife on his waist: "My friend welcomes you to the Forgotten Village. Thank you for saving my two grandchildren."

Hua Yang's face turned red inexplicably, the mutant dog was not killed by him.Without Lu Zheng and Lu Nan, maybe Hua Yang would also die at the mouth of the mutant dog.

Hua Yang didn't explain, and followed the old man into the wooden fence. Nine dilapidated tents stood on the yellow ground.Hua Yang raised his foot and kicked away an iron can in front of him. The can rolled and rattled on the ground. Lying on the ground were a dozen or so thin, yellow-faced old men. Their clothes were disheveled and their flat stomachs were exposed. There were ribs floating under the skin. His face was black and purple, his eye sockets were sunken, his lips were chapped, and he lay weakly on the ground basking in the sun.

A man lying on the ground said to the old man: "Lu Heping, if we don't find anything to eat, we will all starve to death! You won't wait until we are all starved to death before throwing us into the pot for boiling soup?"

Lu Heping looked at the man's ribs on the ground and said, "Old Bangzi, I can't guarantee it! If you really can't find anything to eat, I'll take you to the pot." Then he said to Hua Yang: "If you can't find anything to eat, People will really die in these two days." The wind howled in the camp, and there seemed to be a god of death holding a sickle in the sky.

Hua Yang squatted in front of the old man, looking into those cloudy eyes: "There will be something to eat, don't worry!" Hua Yang sniffed his nose, his brow flashed with surprise, weird!Why do other old people stink, but this old man doesn't stink at all?

Lu Heping pulled Hua Yang up and said, "His name is Long Wangtian, and he is the chief technician of Markor Group. He came here to collect herbs and develop some deodorant, but the virus broke out and people were trapped here."

"Deodorant?" Hua Yang looked at Long Wangtian and found a glimmer of light in his cloudy eyes, and said in a dry voice, "I have successfully developed a deodorant, whether you have foot odor, body odor, or bad breath. , body odor. As long as the medicine powder is sprinkled, the smell will be completely new!" Long Wangtian looked at Hua Yang emotionally: "Give me a steamed bun, and I will give you the formula!"

Touching the crossbow in his hand, looking at the skinny old man, who was as old as his grandfather, who could not enjoy his life peacefully, but lived in fear, unable to even have enough food and clothing, Hua Yang's empty stomach became a little blocked, and he sniffed the camp Looking at the disheveled faces of the survivors, Hua Yang asked in a low voice, "Where can I get food?"

Lu Heping looked at Hua Yang suspiciously: "You want to help us?" Seeing that Hua Yang didn't nod, Lu Heping quickly said: "I don't have any gold or silver utensils here, and I don't have any young and strong laborers. They are not young and strong. The children are still young, and the oldest is only ten years old."

Hua Yang said: "I need a guide, it would be even better if you can provide people." Hua Yang paused for a while, and after thinking, he said: "I can provide you with helmets and protective clothing. After getting the food, we will open [-]-[-]." , or you exchange pith stones for food."

"Helmets and protective clothing!" Lu Heping's eyes lit up involuntarily. When fighting monsters infected with the virus, as long as they were scratched or bitten, people would become immortal zombies.Without relative protection, human beings are vulnerable.But now Huayang can provide protective clothing, which greatly increases the chance of survival.

"Deal!" Lu Heping looked at Hua Yang and asked tentatively, "I can produce twenty people here, including eight children. Do you have twenty sets of protective clothing?"

Looking into Lu Heping's eyes, Hua Yang nodded his head: "Yes!" There are a thousand sets of protective clothing and twenty sets of drizzle in the carriage.

Lu Heping's eyes lit up, and he said to Hua Yang: "Seven or eight miles to the north is the service station of the Highway Bureau. They are responsible for maintaining the road and clearing the traffic. There are a lot of emergency food." Lu Heping licked his lips with his tongue and continued: "There are about forty or fifty zombies inside, and a mutant dog is entrenched."

"That dog has been killed by Brother Hua." Lu Nan continued: "If the emergency food in the service station is well preserved, as long as we kill all the zombies, the food will be enough for us to eat for a while."

Hua Yang nodded his head and said, "Just hit there, forty or fifty slow-moving zombies are just living targets!" He puffed up his chest as he spoke, full of confidence.

Lu Zheng and Lu Nan stood up, took Lu Heping's hand and said, "Grandpa, let's go!"

Lu Heping looked at the bow and crossbow in Hua Yang's hand, and felt that there was a lot to do. He nodded his head: "Okay! Let's call the service station!" He said and looked at his two grandsons: "Lu Nan will go with you, Lu Zheng will stay."

Lu Nan had a happy expression on his face, while Lu Zheng was full of aggrieved faces. He looked at Lu Heping and asked, "Grandpa, why?"

"You are too impulsive, and you will only do stupid things when your head is hot." Lu Heping said, ruffling Lu Zheng's short hair with his hands: "I don't worry about Lu Nan going."