doomsday guardian

Surrounding the two people is the patrol team of this village, which can also be said to be a hunting team and a material search team. Composed of young adults.

Ye Qifan took out a photo and handed it over, and said to the visitor, "We are sent by the army, look for the person in the photo, our military family."

The leading man glanced at the photo and said, "The man is gone, but the woman and the second girl are still there. Come with us."

The survivors of this village occupied a newly built middle school, and now the classrooms have been turned into houses, and the walls have been raised and widened.

Su Jinhua and Ye Qifan received the mother and daughter at the gate. They had nothing to bring, only two sets of clothes with them.

"Don't you have any other things?" Su Jinhua asked strangely, who doesn't have a lot of supplies in the countryside? The mother and daughter are poor enough.

"No, the child's father is in the yard, and we didn't scoop out anything. Only these two sets of clothes were given by the villagers," the woman said.

"Then, do you still want to take his dad with you, like that?" Su Jinhua pointed to the ashes on the seat.

The woman hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Take it, it's better than being beaten to death and not taking the body away."

The couple led Su Jinhua to the outside of their courtyard, where a zombie screamed and slashed at the big iron gate with wind blades. Already rushed out.

Su Jinhua asked the mother and daughter to stand a little further away, and then covered the zombie with an enchantment. Before cremation, he turned around and asked, "Want to take another look?"

"Don't watch it, he changed after being bitten, and he can't watch it long ago." The woman said sadly.

"My dad was bitten to save me." The little girl cried.

Su Jinhua didn't say any more, a flame rushed into the barrier, and the cremation was completed ten minutes later. After the heat dissipated, the couple went in to collect the ashes by themselves, and went in to scoop up some things that could be scooped up at home. The girl was crying holding the jar of ashes.

Another village was not far away, and the woman said that there were also many survivors in that village, and they were all in the compound of the village committee.

Someone led the way, and the car drove naturally fast. Unfortunately, the parents of that family are gone, only a 16-year-old brother is left.

This boy named Xiaojun was originally in high school, and his writing skills were weak. When he saw Su Jinhua and Ye Qifan coming to pick him up, he got into the car without hesitation.

Similarly, Xiaojun also decided to bring the ashes of his parents, but it took them some effort to find two zombies that hadn't evolved supernatural powers among a group of zombies.

"Why don't your parents know anything? When did they change?" Su Jinhua asked curiously. Those who mutated early have already evolved supernatural powers, and only those who have changed in the past two months can't do anything.

Xiaojun's mouth was tightly pursed, and he didn't say a word, his eyes were red, and tears fell down in strings.

Su Jinhua had no choice but to set fire to all the zombies mixed together. Ye Qifan scooped up two 95 rifles from the car, and the two of them played for a while and all the zombies fell down, including Xiaojun's parents.

Su Jinhua scooped up a knife and was busy digging out crystal nuclei, but Xiaojun was crying out of breath while guarding the two corpses.

"Hey, kid, don't cry. If you cry any more, we won't be able to reach the base until it gets dark. Get out of the way. I'm going to set fire to it." Su Jinhua stood up after digging the crystal nucleus and said.

"I'm not a child! I'm sixteen. If you can fight zombies, so can I!" Xiaojun suddenly said loudly.

"I can do it, so can you? I admire you if you can scoop up a gun for 10 minutes for me." Su Jinhua said with a gun in his hands.

"Why can't I? Give me the gun!" Xiaojun stretched out his hand to Su Jinhua. In his opinion, Su Jinhua was only one or two years older than him. Although he was tall and strong at around 1.8 meters, he looked Not too strong.

"Boy, how did your parents die? What do you want a gun for?" Su Jinhua asked suddenly without giving him a gun.

"I, I just want to help you scoop up the gun." Xiaojun replied in a panic.

"Don't worry, I'm not a policeman, I'm just asking. Go scoop it up, and return it to me when you're done. Can you use it? No, I'll teach you." Su Jinhua handed the gun over and said.

"You, you really gave me the gun?" Xiaojun didn't expect that Su Jinhua would really give him the gun, so he was too frightened to accept it.

"You dare not take it again, coward!" Su Jinhua returned the gun to Ye Qifan, and burned all the corpses with a torch, "I will collect the ashes myself later, if we are sure, we will leave."

After Su Jinhua got in the car, he handed Ye Qifan a glass of water. The two leaned together to rest. Ye Qifan asked while drinking water, "Baby, how dare you give him a gun? What if he takes it and massacres the village?"

"Tch, he doesn't even dare to pick up a gun, what a slaughter, if he had the ability to do it without a gun, he would have done it a long time ago, and he still has to wait until now." Su Jinhua said disdainfully, the child was a little hostile Nothing at all, just a little white in the last days, hurry up and find someone to marry yourself.

After a while, Xiaojun got into the car holding a bottle of boldness with red eyes, and Su Jinhua's eyes immediately lit up when he saw it, "Xiaojun, let's discuss something, I will get you another bottle later, you put your Give me that gallbladder, do you have another one at home, sell it to me, and I can give you food."

"Don't fool me, I know this bottle in our family is valuable, and it was left by my grandfather when he died. It's gone, just this one, the other one is broken, and the porcelain pieces are gone!" Xiaojun Glared at him and said.

"Virtue, you can hold the bottle and eat it. Antiques in prosperous times, gold in troubled times! No one wants gold now, so who wants your broken bottle, that is, I will give you food, and others will treat it as ashes Tanzi, you are an idiot!" Su Jinhua said angrily, it was the first time in his life that Xiaobai found out that he was a liar, what a failure.

Ye Qifan smiled and rubbed his lover's hair, to comfort him a little, the bus turned around and left the small village full of dangers.

It was getting dark gradually, except for Su Jinhua and Ye Qifan, the eyes of everyone in the car were wide-eyed with horror on their faces.But the strange thing is that they found that the zombies they met on the road did not catch up, and continued to walk unsteadily as if they hadn't seen them.

"Why don't they chase?" Xiaojun asked Su Jinhua who looked about his age, he was a little afraid of the cold Ye Qifan.

"I put some things in the car, so they can't feel us." Su Jinhua said carelessly. He sat on the seat behind Ye Qifan and kept fiddling with his lover's hair and ears with both hands, so that he could see the people behind him. Frightened, afraid that he would die in a car accident instead of being killed by the zombies.

"Where are we going? Keep driving at night?" Xiaojun asked again.

"Go to the base outside the city and see if we can have a meal there at night." Su Jinhua said with a smile.

"Base? Can we get in there? I heard they have no place to settle." Xiaojun said worriedly.

"It's not like we stay here and don't leave. Let's find a few people and leave when we find them." Su Jinhua tugged at Ye Qifan's ear and said, he found that all parts of Ye Qifan's body were hard, except for the soft and big earlobes. Can't put it down.

The little girl behind asked timidly, "Will they give us something to eat? It's a bit late now."

Su Jinhua looked at the sky and his watch, and then he remembered that it was already past dinner time.Both he and Ye Qifan can already eat bigu. When they are at home, they usually eat after their mother makes it, but now they eat only when they want to, and they don't care about the time of meal at all.

"I really forgot," Su Jinhua said with some embarrassment. He is now acting as the logistics minister, and he seems to be completely unqualified. "Why don't we go there and cook for ourselves. Don't worry, we can always borrow a stove from them."

At around eight o'clock in the evening, according to the military map given by Uncle Ye Qifan, the two found the base outside the city established by the army, which was very similar to the base of the sy military region, except that the wall was not that high, but it was still in the process of being raised.

Ye Qifan handed over the note Ye Jianjun wrote to him, and the guard opened the door respectfully.

The situation inside is almost exactly the same as that of the sy military area. The tents are next to each other. After dark, they are dark, and some tents can still hear violent coughing. Su Jinhua knows that the root cause of the disease is winter. It was hard.

However, Su Jinhua has long given up on the idea of ​​saving sentient beings, and he is good at heart and brain surgery. There is really no good way to deal with these internal diseases. The base has a large population, so there should be a lot of doctors. He thinks he should do less. Dim sum is better.

After a while, a captain came out to meet them. Su Jinhua borrowed the kitchen by the way and asked Li Cuiping and Liu Minfang to cook dinner. Liu Minfang was the name of the mother and daughter, and the daughter was Meng Xin.

The women went to cook, and Su Jinhua gave them some dried noodles, green vegetables and canned food. These things are not rare nowadays.

Su Jinhua and Ye Qifan went to the survivor registration office of the army to find the names of the families of two urban soldiers. This base took in survivors from two surrounding cities, and there were probably 10,000+ people. Fortunately, it was registered by computer at that time. Not too difficult.

The first family that left a note was easy to find. Both parents were there, and there was a 13-year-old girl who was about the same age as Meng Xin. Now they lived in tent No. 503, Block B, outside the tent area. The tent they brought was their own. Only a family of three lived.

The second one was more difficult to find. The hostess had already been cremated. There were more than 30 people with the same name and surname as the male host, and there were more than 40 people over 20 years old.

"The name is vulgar, Wang Hongbo, let's check the original address again." Su Jinhua rubbed his head and said.

"There were too many people coming in at that time. We only subdivided it into streets. The name is too vulgar. There are four more in their streets. You can confirm it in person tomorrow. That's the only way to go." The captain also said helplessly.

The army had no place to arrange them, if they wanted to live, they could only live in the barracks with the soldiers, but Ye Qifan didn't want to, he scooped out a tent from the car and set it up, the people who picked him up lived in the car, and the two of them lived in the tent.

Although the Dragon Boat Festival had already passed, the night in the north was still very cold. As soon as the two entered the tent, they got into sleeping bags.Su Jinhua didn't enter the space, and wanted to spend the night in the tent on a whim. Ye Qifan had no objection to his lover's proposals at all. The two of them kissed each other in the dark tent, which was very interesting.

On the second day, Su Jinhua and the others caught up with the large pot of rice provided by the army, pickled vegetables and porridge, and a steamed bun. Because the agriculture here is more developed than that of the SY military base, there is an extra steamed bun.

Su Jinhua and Ye Qifan got used to living a good life and couldn't eat anymore, so they just drank the porridge and gave the steamed buns to the people in the car.

They hurriedly searched for Wang Hongbo, but none of the first three were there, and finally they found the last Wang Hongbo with a stubbled face in a corner tent.

Except for a beard and a haggard look, the rest is no different from the photo. Su Jinhua handed him the photo. Before he could speak, the man in his 50s suddenly began to cry, "I have nothing left, God. Ah, why am I still alive..." After finishing speaking, he was about to bump into the wall, but Su Jinhua who didn't understand why quickly blocked it with a barrier.

"Why are you crying? Are you unhappy that your son is looking for you?" Su Jinhua asked strangely.

"My son came to see me?" The man stopped crying, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have misunderstood something.

"Yes, your son Wang Liang entrusted us to find you, and that photo is the proof. Why are you crying?" Su Jinhua asked with big eyes blinking.

"I, you handed me the photo without saying a word, I thought my son died." Wang Hongbo said embarrassedly.

"You cry without asking, your imagination is so rich!" Su Jinhua said amusedly.

Wang Hongbo scratched his hair in embarrassment, "When my wife was alive, she always said I was reckless, but now no one talks about me..." At this point, the circles of his eyes turned red, and he sniffed, Wang Hongbo continued, "I am now I think about my son every day, and dream every night, dreaming that he is gone like his mother, I can’t sleep well all night, I’m fine, I’m thinking about many, many possibilities, last night I just dreamed that the army sent someone to Give me the relic, and you will come."

So it turned out that Su Jinhua and Ye Qifan were speechless together.When this imaginative man packed his things, the army had sent someone to notify the other family, and when they returned to the bus, the family was already waiting there.

This family is probably the most well-equipped family. Tents, cooking utensils, and bedding are all available, and they are also neatly dressed.The man in charge is surnamed An, named Anmin, and the hostess is named Fan Yunying. The couple used to run a restaurant and were very talkative. There was a smile at last.

Wang Hongbo is not only rich in imagination, but also rich in emotion. A man in his fifties cried all the way while holding his wife's ashes, but he didn't cry loudly.

The author has something to say: It can be regarded as a variety of things in the world. Today I saw a picture pretending to be a Nuwa, and I wanted to vomit all morning.