Sentinel is not good

Song Jian was so tired, Brother Little Wolf ran too fast, and he didn't know how to stop to let him rest.In the past, my parents knew that I couldn't see anyway, so I walked slower, but Brother Little Wolf didn't understand.

He knew how to run, and the rope around his neck was tight, so Song Jian had to desperately keep up with him. He had never run so hard before.

But while running, he heard a human voice.It was people who were talking, and someone was blowing the whistle to remind everyone not to fall behind.

Catch up with everyone?Song Jian used running to survive for the first time, and he actually caught up with him. Before, he could only hide.

"Slow down, Brother Little Wolf, please." Song Jian still wanted to play tricks and act coquettishly, "I...I can't see, I'm blind. Brother Little Wolf, can you hold my hand and run?"

But the boy didn't pay attention to him, didn't even look back, just ran forward.Such a commotion made Song Jian a little afraid of him, afraid that one day he would torture himself to death.

The hemp rope was two or three meters long, and the knot was stuck around Song Jian's thin neck.The boy grabbed the other end of the hemp rope with brute force, and refused to let go. The rope between the two children was stretched stiff and straight.

Song Jian slowed down, not wanting to run away, so the boy turned his head and yanked hard, his eyes still cold with the indifference.When Song Jian knew that he was following closely, he loosened the rope so that it wasn't so tight.

When loose, the hemp rope hangs limply in the air, like an arc.Song Jian knew that this was his reward for running fast just now, so he let go of it for a while after keeping up, and when the rope was pulled up again, he followed desperately again.

No matter how loose it is, Song Jian will automatically slow down. When the loosening is very soft, he can stop and rest for a few seconds.But once he straightened up, he would open his legs and run quickly.

So tired, Song Jian has never been so tired.In a world with poor eyesight, all attention is pressed on a hemp rope. Judging Brother Little Wolf's intentions from the tightness, you can't be distracted and dazed. There is only this rope left in the world.

Seeing that the wolves were following, Zhang Mu didn't care about this side any more, and only cared about identifying the direction.After the earth's rotation slows down, the magnetic field is also disordered, and the compass and north needle do not work well, and the pointer will rotate back and forth in the storm.It can only be calculated by the angle of the sun and shadow.

After reconfirmation, the flare gun fired again, with a loud noise, and the blue light penetrated Sagiri like a guiding star.Zhang Mu ordered the big guys to follow, and wiped his sweat.

Ordinary people have a limited sense of direction. It is said that those awakened as Sentinels have a very strong sense of direction, and they can walk along a line even in a violent storm.Their sensory abilities develop rapidly with their awakening, and their senses of smell, hearing, touch, taste, and vision are all dozens of times stronger than ordinary people.

More terrifying than sentries are guides.What they awaken is spiritual power, and using the brain to control the sentinel can strengthen the sentinel's body to be more sensitive, and can also turn off the five senses of the sentinel.

Another flare came up, Zhang Mu didn't care about the sentinel guide, and walked firmly in the direction of the blue flare.Refugees do not have the five senses as strong as sentinels, nor do they have the terrifying brains of guides. Ordinary people have ordinary people's survival methods, and despite hardships, they can still survive.

By the time they moved to the underground bunker, two hours had passed.

The underground bunker is very large, similar to a basement built in the desert. It is more than ten meters deep into the surface, divided into small compartments, and a large room for storing items.They are scattered in many places in the desert, all of which are military fortifications of the Union Army or the Field Army.When the sentinel leads a mission, it is too late to return to the mobile base, so they will take refuge in this kind of place.

When it is empty, the refugees also use it.

"Quick!" Zhang Mu stood at the entrance, holding up the lights to guide everyone down the stairs.The stairs are very narrow, but it is much more spacious to enter the bunker.Due to the large number of people, there were horses and camels, and the speed was very slow. After another two hours, when the pathfinders from other directions came back on horseback, only Zhang Mu's family and a pack of wolves remained without entering the bunker.

Zhang Mu is the leader, in charge of breaking the back, and more than a dozen pathfinders are his deputy.The sky darkened heavily, as if it was about to hit the ground.The wind picked up and it was almost impossible to stand.

"Get down quickly, get down quickly!" Zhang Mu asked his lieutenants to go down the stairs first, followed by his family and the camel.

The boy was still biting the rope, not in a hurry.He is very familiar with violent storms, wolves can avoid natural disasters much faster than humans.He has been moving with the wolves, always finding abandoned underground caves.

But Song Jian seemed to be very scared, and clung to him tightly, like a cowardly wolf.

Song Jian's eyes were completely dark, and the wind made his face hurt. "Brother Wolf, are we here yet?"

The boy didn't make a sound, so he asked again: "Is it there? Is it there?"

Finally, Zhang Mu yelled to come down, and the rope stretched straight again. Song Jian didn't need anyone to urge him to stand up quickly, followed Brother Wolf closely, and brought a pack of desert wolves with him.

The wolves are really big. They cling to Song Jian's calf and fight around, which is higher than Song Jian's waist.

The stairs were very long, and Song Jian walked along the wall, going down one section at a time.He was afraid that Brother Little Wolf would hit him, and now he doesn't like him a little bit, because Brother Little Wolf is too cruel, even if he touches himself, it's okay to give him some response.No one understands the little half-blind mind, all she wants is a touch and a reply.

The passageway of the stairs was completely dark, and it was dark in front of Song Jian's eyes, and it was dimly lit up after he finished descending the last step.

Only then did the boy let go of the rope, and ran around his pack of wolves, bumping the tip of his nose against the long noses of the wolves, and occasionally rolling over in his arms.He identified wolves by smell, smelling them one by one, and made sure that there were not many wolves.

The black alpha wolf nibbled at him at this moment.

The boy accepted the wolves' praise by nudging the head wolf under the neck.Because he took the wolves and found a safe resting place.

Song Jian was thrown down again, but there was an extra hemp rope around his neck.He tried to take it off, but the tie was so tight that it snapped just right, and he couldn't get two fingers between the rope and the skin.After a while, he smelled a fire.

The bunkers are mainly made of concrete and steel bars, and the refugees are huddled together one by one, so they can only sit and keep warm.Zhang Mu built a small fire, boiled a pot of hot water, and then quickly extinguished it, only lighting an oil lamp.

He took the lamp and went to check whether the entrance was locked. As the heavy wheel lock got stuck, the door panel fell with a bang, and the bunker was completely dark.

The only light is an oil lamp, plus dozens of pairs of green wolf eyes.Zhang Mu avoided the wolves. The wolves were very smart. They didn't attack the crowd for the time being because it was time to survive, but that didn't mean they weren't mad.

In the dark, animals can see much better than humans.

"I'm sorry, the wolf cub brought the wolf, you can only rest outside." Holding the lamp, he approached Song Jian.

The sudden voice startled Song Jian, and just as he raised the stone in his left hand, he recognized that the voice was Zhang Mu. "You...you are not allowed to call him a wolf cub, he is my brother wolf. Where is brother wolf? He doesn't want me anymore?"

Little Wolf?Zhang Mu looked for it, but couldn't find it. "Go to sleep, he will be back in a while."

Song Jian shook his head, brother wolf and wolf were not here, so he dared not sleep.

"Are you afraid?" Zhang Mu asked again.

Song Jian still shook his head, he didn't even know he was afraid, his eyes didn't respond to the light, and when he put the kerosene lamp in front of him, he wouldn't squint like a normal person.

Zhang Mu wanted to say something comforting, but couldn't.How to comfort?A child abandoned by his parents, blind and not well comforted.He is already sensible and knows the reasons for being abandoned and the difficulty of survival.

"If necessary, you can..." Zhang Mu wanted to reach out and touch his head.

The wolf cub's face suddenly appeared from the darkness, and he glared at Song Jian behind his back with a sense of irritability.Although he is human, his eyes are like those of a wolf, as if there is also a faint green light.

"Brother Wolf, you are back, I am obedient, don't throw me." A familiar voice came from behind, Song Jian turned around and hugged the boy, lying in his arms and refusing to move.

The boy let out a threatening growl from his throat, gripped Song Jian's rope tightly, biting Song Jian's ear bone while glaring at Zhang Mu.

So Zhang Mu stepped back and went to find his family.

It was not quiet in the bunker, everyone was talking in low voices, filled with uneasy whispers.The boy and the wolves were placed on the outermost side, guarding the stairway, and they could hear the movement on the ground as long as they listened carefully.

A violent storm came, and the earth seemed to shake.

He squatted on the ground, shook his head, and there was another heat source beside him, which was Song Jian who was approaching him.

Song Jian was afraid of him, but still wanted to stick with him. "Brother Wolf, I'm cold, can you untie the rope for me?"

"Cold." The boy sniffed the wound on his face, and it still had the pungent smell, which was not good.

"Well, I'm so cold." Song Jian put his left foot on his right foot, and his right foot on his left foot, trying to warm the soles of his feet alternately.The ground of the bunker is cement, which is extraordinarily cold.

"Cold." The boy repeated again, speaking inaccurately, pronouncing it forward, as if with some kind of accent.

Song Jian sniffed and reached out to touch the boy's long hair: "I'm cold, I have no hair, wolves have it, but I don't. My parents gave me blankets before, let's call the wolf over, you can hug me to sleep."

He was really too cold, and he blamed Brother Little Wolf for not hugging him.Brother Little Wolf's body is always hot, so hot, even if he hugs him to share his temperature, but every time he touches him, he runs away.

It's the same now, as soon as Song Jian made such a point, he ran away.

Fan Yu had a flashlight, which he picked up at the edge of the battlefield. Even though he turned on the flashlight, he was still startled by the elusive boy. "Damn it, you fucking scared me to death!"

"Cold." The boy squatted naked.

"You fucking know it's cold?" Fan Yu didn't plan to respond, because the wolf cub might not be aware of cold or heat.

Seeing that Fan Yu hadn't moved, the boy squatted on the spot for a while, then slowly moved to his horse, making the sound of flicking his tongue.The horse was nestled, but stood up in an instant, almost stepping on the people around it.

There was a commotion.

Fan Yu hurriedly calmed the horse, and just about to raise his leg to kick the wolf cub, he had already run away and disappeared.But after a while, he circled back again, like a pack of scheming wolves, consuming the physical strength of his prey.

"Meat." The boy looked dimly, "Potatoes."

Fan Yu cursed and opened the bag, touched a few baked potatoes, and threw them to him one by one.The wolf cub is very smart. He knows that meat is hard to come by and is more valuable than hemp rope, so he asks for potatoes again.

There were several potatoes, and he couldn't pick them up in one breath. The boy bit one, and with several in his hand, he came to Zhang Mu with strange movements.

"What are you doing again?" Zhang Mu asked his wife and children to stay still.

The boy rolls over a potato. "cold."

Luo Xiaolan frowned tightly, and the daughter in her arms stretched out her hand: "Mom, those are potatoes."

"Don't want it." She hid her daughter in her arms, the wolf cub gave her absolutely no kindness.

Zhang Mu shook his head at the boy, there was nothing he could do about the cold, he had no extra clothes.If you give it to him, your own child will lose one piece.

"Cold." The boy's body remained as it was, with only his hands, and continued to roll a potato forward. His eyes seemed to have no emotion, and his expression was numb.

Song Jian huddled in a corner, listening to the sounds outside.The wind was loud, but when the strange footsteps approached, he could still hear it.

"Brother Little Wolf." Song picked up his hands and feet and crawled over, and something was thrown over his head.He reached out and grabbed it, and it turned out to be a thin blanket.

The boy had never used this before, and he didn't know what it was for. He took the blanket and tossed it over and over again, biting and tearing it, pulling it, or scratching it from time to time.Song Qianxuan grasped the corner of the blanket, and waited for him to toss enough before pulling it over, touching it lovingly, and smiling in the direction of Brother Little Wolf.

"It won't be cold if you have a blanket, let's sleep." He couldn't see clearly, so he just unfolded and folded the blanket, and spread it flat on the ground.

After the bed was made, Song Jian impatiently lay down on it, curled up like a baby, and left room for the side. "Come on, little wolf, let's go to sleep."

The boy looked at his smile, and suddenly, the corners of his mouth moved. He didn't understand the meaning of the smile, he just imitated it.When Song Jian lay down, he also lay down, feeling the strange touch under his body.

This is a blanket, not the same as turf.

After he was sure it was safe, he called out with the sound of a wolf, and several wolf cubs who were learning to hunt rushed over like a merry-go-round, scratching first, then biting, until the boy bit one of the ears fiercely, Only quiet.

There were wolves all around, and one of them was still pressing on Song Jian's little foot. Song Jian stretched out his hand again, took the cotton swab hidden in his cuff, and gently slid it on Brother Little Wolf's face.

"Use the medicine, take the medicine." Song Jian said with a smile, "We can just take the medicine, the two of us are the best, don't need others."

"Take... medicine, it's the best." The boy said with difficulty, as if he couldn't hold his words.He still had a potato in his hand, he ate it first, took another bite, and fed it to Song Jian.

Song Jian hooked it with his tongue, hooked it into his mouth, and chewed slowly. He was not hungry, he was not cold, and he was accompanied by someone. All of a sudden, he was no longer afraid of Brother Little Wolf, and he did not blame him. He even offered to give him his finger. , let him grind his teeth.

Brother Little Wolf was changing his teeth, and there was no seriousness when grinding his teeth, so Song Jian sucked in his breath.

The wind was getting stronger, as if it was about to overturn the iron gate of the entrance, Song Jian lay on a wolf, grabbed brother wolf's hair and began to feel drowsy, his eyelids gradually became heavy.The boy looked at his rising and falling chest, moved his shoulders, tied the other end of the hemp rope around his wrist, tied it in the pile of furry wolves, closed his eyes and took a quiet nap.