A hunting adventure [unlimited]

It seemed to be raining in the chaotic dream, and the patter of rain was beating on the window.

He was lying on his back with a man sitting beside his bed.The other person's face did not appear in his field of vision, just like an incomplete picture that had been cut out, only the thin shoulders and slender neck of the person could be seen, his complexion was dazzlingly white like the first snow under the sun.

The other party's fingers traced along his browbones, eye sockets, and bridge of nose one by one; as if a breeze blows over a clear stream in a valley, a faint coolness permeates the skin.

The distant words were like gentle rain, rippling through his heart.

"...Although the time I have known you is not as long as a cold, we have peeked at each other's... many secrets. This kind of experience is rare, I think... If I offend you again, I hope you will not be angry. "

"If I give you a hint, will you go to me?"

"Remember to come to me."

……

The first drop of rain in the wilderness fell between the eyebrows, waking up the sleeping people.

Du Yu woke up vigilantly, lifted the thermal blanket and stood up——

He stared at everything around him. There were mountains in the distance, the sky was high and the clouds were light; the firewood in the nearby bonfire was burned out, and the charcoal wood that had been burned to grayish white was glowing red with the residual temperature, and the smoke was curling up.

Here is the camp.

It was his turn to be on duty four hours before dawn, and in the last half hour he actually fell asleep leaning on a stone and had a dream. ——This kind of negligent behavior is better not to be discovered by other people in the tent.

He stood up and checked the ammunition and carry-on equipment.Surviving in the wild, he never left his gun at every step. After checking, he walked through the camp with the gun on his back and walked towards a stream 50 meters away.

It was about to rain, and the dome was cloudy.

The altitude of this place is not low, pink and purple alpine rhododendrons grow beside the stream, the air is fresh and cool, there are no birds or animals, only the sound of the wind and the rustling of his stepping on the weeds are so quiet.

Du Yu came to the bank of the stream, scooped up a handful of water to wash his face, the bone-chilling chill dispelled his fatigue.This is snow water from high mountains. It is absolutely pure and pollution-free, but drinking it without heating may hurt your stomach.

His living habits are close to cleanliness, and he will do everything possible to keep himself from getting unkempt; because the washing time is far longer than the average time, he is always the first to get up early.

After tidying himself up, Du Yu unscrewed the cap of the kettle and submerged it in the water to fill it up.

"Gollum..."

Bubbles came out of the pot, and crystal clear ice water poured in continuously.

It was just an inadvertent movement of raising his head, and then Du Yu saw it——

He was across the water from the alien creature on the other side of the stream.

It has no eyes or facial features, its blank face is open, revealing a row of fine and sharp teeth, its humanoid limbs are extraordinarily slender, squatting on a stone like a cat, its bony skeleton is covered by translucent skin The parcel, looking around quietly.

The gurgling stream, the sound of the water covered the signs of the existence of both sides, Du Yu let go of his hand, and let the kettle sink into the bottom of the water.

He touched the butt of the gun, monitored its every move with his eyes, and raised the weapon slowly and cautiously—

Humans have not named them, and only divided their mutant forms into three stages. This is a developmental [Type II] creature. Its body and length are close to that of an ordinary adult. The powerful forepaw shape easily rips through mammalian flesh.

While Du Yu raised his gun to aim, it turned its face to him, and a shrill neigh burst out from its throat!

The jumping ability of the Type II monster is amazing. It leaped to the top of the stream, its figure cast a huge shadow in the water, and it clamored to pounce on the prey on the bank!

The gunshots started!

The monster's head burst in mid-air!Flesh and blood flew in all directions, and the lifeless body fell into the water, splashing white water, and the clear stream was smeared with blood.

Du Yu put down his gun, walked further upstream, wiped his face with water, and scrubbed again.

Light rain fell in the gray sky, and the cold wind swept the snow on the peak, blowing the plants and rocks with the rain.

Du Yu put on the hood of his windproof jacket, stood under a rhododendron tree, wiped his hands, looked at the corpse of the monster drowning at the bottom of the stream, and imagined how it followed the human convoy all the way here.They don't need to eat, they don't need to breathe air, they just prefer a livable warm place like spring to cold or scorching heat.

So they plundered human settlements, occupied cities and villages, and slaughtered all life forms except plants; controlled by the bloodthirsty killing instinct in their genes, the meaning of their survival is to find the migration route of the surviving humans and start a journey A long pursuit of wandering on the surface of the earth.

The sky was low, and the howling snow wind was blowing on his cheeks. Du Yu heard the noise of the camp behind being covered by the wind.

He held the flame with one hand and lit a cigarette, exhaled the smoke and walked towards the place where there were people.

***

The reason why human beings have not become extinct 18 years after the alien invasion is not only relying on the stubborn resistance of the survival instinct, but also thanks to the mental retardation of such creatures, and the blood is not corrosive and infectious.

From this point of view, the threat they bring is far less dangerous than the mutated plants that grow in low-altitude warm regions.

The surviving humans collectively migrated to plateaus and deserts, because only in the barren and cold alpine wastelands and arid areas, those alienated parasitic plants could not survive.

Du Yu fantasized about his own death more than once, and everyone living in the present should have fantasized about it.

He agrees with most people that it is better to be a ghost under the claws of monsters than to be parasitized by plants-no one wants to see disgusting vines grow under their skin, and let the flesh and blood be reduced to a husk of eaten flowers and soil.

In fact, someone has developed an immune serum antibody against parasitic plants five years ago, but the high development cost determines its rarity. If the infected person cannot wait for the antibody agent within 15 minutes, what awaits him is still mutation and die.

At the bottom of Du Yu's luggage, there was an orange liquid frozen in a refrigerator box, which was his life-saving antidote; not everyone had it, so he could only keep it low-key and secretive.

While being killed by plants is a bad way to die, the worst way to die is to be infected with a primitive virus.

The original virus is an unknown substance in the form of white powder, which can rewrite the DNA of all carbon-based organisms and create a new life form using the genes of the species; in other words, it will completely reduce the human body into a mother for the reproduction of new species. nest.

After 18 years of free diffusion and evolution, the form of the original virus is no longer limited to powder, it has integrated into the earth silently, floating in the air in the infected area, and can penetrate through skin contact, blood, body/fluid, etc. There is no effective means of prevention and treatment for the time being.

Du Yu saw a mouse infected by the original virus many years ago. Its small belly was twice as big as its body. Finally, a thing that looked like a large hairless squirrel bit its belly and jumped out. into the dark.

Back to camp.

The fellow teammates came out of the tent one after another. Seeing him, someone asked, "Did you shoot just now?"

"Yeah." Du Yu nodded, "There's a small one by the water, that's settled."

The monsters don't have names. Someone tried to name them, but they couldn't be unified for various reasons.

In the wild, people call them according to their appearance: freshly hatched, small, and large.Corresponding to the three forms of their mutation stages, type I is a larva, type II is a semi-adult, and type III is a complete body.

Many people were relieved to hear that it was only a semi-adult body.

"It can really run, this thing."

"There may be more around, why don't we start early."

"Hey, where's the body?"

When being questioned, Du Yu replied, "In the water."

"That won't work. We have to fish it up and burn it. From now on, we will often take this road and drink the water in it."

Du Yu: "You have to have someone go with me."

"I'll accompany you." A person standing by the tent said.The other party has short chestnut hair and is easily recognizable in the crowd.

Du Yu pinched his cigarette and went to the trunk of the outdoor armored vehicle to pick up a barrel of gasoline; the young man with chestnut hair followed behind him with a gun in his hand.

He tied an iron hook to the end of the multi-purpose fishing rod, borrowed the buoyancy of the water to hook the monster's corpse to the shore, and dragged it to the open shallow grass.

No matter how many times, the touch of the fish-belly skin would make him feel uncomfortable, and washing his hands ten times afterwards could not get rid of it.

He poured gasoline on it, lit the fire, and amidst the burning smell, Du Yu lit a second cigarette.

"Let's go." Seeing the monster being burned into a pile of coke, the people next to him urged him.

They were still seven hours away from the canyon, and it was time to go.

***

The canyon is the only place where there is spring among the mountains.

People who survived the disaster built a high wall here, and the towering mountains and rushing rivers on all sides became a natural barrier. The water and electricity supply was sufficient, and peach blossoms even bloomed in spring.

For 18 years, the canyon was known as the last home on the continent.

Du Yu's home is on the east side of the canyon. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers. The scenery is beautiful. You can look at the snow peaks hidden in the clouds in the distance. It looks like a sleeping beauty. Her loose hair and skirt.

Occasionally at sunset, you can see the silvery and snow-white Beauty Peak being plated with gold, the clouds rolling, the light and shadow changing, and finally disappearing into the dense white clouds.

Such a beautiful landscape, of course, is not in vain.

Du Yu arrived at home, but Nangfeng didn't enter the door. He sat in front of the door, finished smoking the third cigarette of the day, and waited for the movement in the house to subside before knocking on the door.

The man who came to open the door for him smelled of alcohol, his upper body was naked/naked, and his back was sweating profusely.

They didn't say hello to each other, and he walked in when someone gave way; the door closed, he glanced at the messy living room, heard the sound of the shower coming from the bathroom, and went straight back to his room.

He cooked the dinner, there were enough ingredients in the refrigerator, and there were two bottles of wine, so the meal looked quite rich, but unfortunately he had a poor appetite, and he just wanted to settle down as soon as possible and go to bed.

He and Du Wen don't drink, but the owner of this house likes it, and if the owner likes it, they have to be company.

Du Yu clinked glasses with someone, drank half of the glass numbly, and continued to eat despite the discomfort; he hated the endless wine in the glass, just as he hated Du Wen for dressing herself up in different ways every day.

He knew that she was a smart person who knew how to give up some things when necessary in exchange for more important living conditions.

But he didn't want her that way, not at all.

The spicy wine entered his throat, and Du Yu accidentally choked on it. He quickly got up, left the dining table, and went to the bathroom.

He flushed his face with water to cool his hot forehead.

"Your brother thinks I'm annoying." The person outside said.

Du Wen said: "Why, he just doesn't know how to drink, so don't force him all the time."

"I forced him? Didn't he serve the glass himself? He poured the wine himself?"

Du Wen said in a soft voice: "I mean, I'll just drink with you in the future. He doesn't like to talk, so he can't do it after two drinks. It's so boring."

"Do you think you can drink well? Why don't I give you the whole bottle and let me see your ability."

Du Yu turned off the tap and walked out.

He came to the dining table, just as his fingertips were about to touch the bottle of wine in Du Wen's hand——

Du Wen hurriedly stood up and held his cold palm, persuading him, "Stop making trouble, A Yu, you can go back to your room." Her eyes were full of pleading.

"I don't like to force people. Du Yu, go in and sleep. You are tired these days. Your sister can just stay."

If murder doesn't get you expelled, the man's head should shatter like a shattered watermelon.Du Yu imagined the picture, the wine bottle may not be able to do it, but the table and chairs can.

--no.He is not afraid of being displaced and homeless, but Du Wen is not.

"What are you looking at? Want to kill me?" The man knew what he was thinking at the moment, he smiled confidently, ran his rough fingers through Du Wen's hair, and rubbed the tip of her chin, "Hey, I advise you not to forget , who saved your siblings? Who helped you hide your identities and survive? And who... saved your beautiful sister from living on the streets and selling her body."

The man kissed Du Wen's cheek in front of him, and ordered him: "You still... go back to your room."

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The chapter names come from the movie of the same name.

*Apocalyptic background, this story focuses on the perspective, Xiao Yu appeared late.