Sea of ​​Doom

In the not too long distance between District 1 and District 2, a huge wave of mutants was slowly moving in a certain direction.And looking back at the area 1 behind them that has long been reduced to ruins, it seems that its fragmentation indicates that the last life of human beings is vulnerable to such a powerful enemy.

Not far from this procession, there is a large jeep.

"Hold on!" Mo Yu grabbed Mo Yuan's hand tightly and growled, "Dr. Xia will definitely find a way!"

But in front of him lay a man with only half of his body normal.

"Hold Xiao Yuan, Dr. Xia has a way, he must have a way." Mo Yu kept repeating, not sure whether he was comforting Mo Yuan or persuading himself to believe this fact.

The light in Mo Yuan's eyes was gone, he said intermittently, "Brother... I am like this... Let Dr. Xia study... Will there be... any... help?"

This sentence hit Mo Yu's brain like a bullet, and Mo Yu's eyes widened instantly, "Don't talk nonsense! Stay awake! Don't sleep!"

Mo Yuan closed his mouth obediently, but he still couldn't find hope for life in his eyes.

I don't know how long it has been going forward, Mo Yu has been insisting on talking to Mo Yuan, and the latter has been listening and responding occasionally.Mo Yu was not good at talking, and the army he belonged to was really special. Sometimes staying in the army, it was difficult for him to speak a few words with others for a month.In fact, he and Mo Yuan didn't spend much time together, and now they can only repeat two or three things.

He was worried that Mo Yuan would not be interested in listening and would fall asleep if this went on, so he tried another way to tell him about his going to the front line.

The car drove very steeply, and I don't know how long it took, Mo Yu just felt his eyes flash.

"Mo Yu?" After Zhou Zheng collapsed from another car, he immediately reached out to pull Mo Yu, and after seeing the latter's face clearly, he froze suddenly.

"Zhou, Zhou Zheng..." Mo Yu grabbed Zhou Zheng violently, as if grabbing a life-saving grass, "Where's Xia Zhi? Where's Xia Zhi?"

Zhou Zheng paused, he could feel the strength of Mo Yu's hands, looked at the young man in front of him who was seven to eight points similar to Mo Yu, and realized what was going on, but he could only remain silent.

Seeing that Zhou Zheng didn't answer him, Mo Yu suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, so he subconsciously looked at Berlin behind Zhou Zheng.

When he met Shang Berlin's equally heavy eyes, Mo Yu instantly understood, "Xia Zhi, he didn't come?"

Mo Yuan behind him seemed to be aware of what had happened, and was trying to reach out to Mo Yu, as if trying to stop him from being so anxious.

Seeing Mo Yu's figure crawling back and kneeling beside Mo Yuan, Zhou Zheng felt sour for some reason.

He knew that Mo Yu was in the army. The training method was not only cruel, but also cruel. The cultivation method that almost wiped out human nature has always been controversial in the industry because whether it should exist or not.Generally speaking, there are more people who prefer to abolish, but because the players it trains are too elite, this result has been avoided.

In all fairness, if Zhou Zheng was given the choice, he would definitely not choose to join such a unit.

Although the benefits given by special forces are also very generous, compared with ordinary special forces, they are indeed much better.So this also caused many soldiers from poor families to choose this unit, and Mo Yu was one of them.

After the outbreak of the plague, the special forces have been devoted to the advance exploration force, but Mo Yu applied to go to the front line after confirming Mo Yuan's safety.

The family members of the front-line troops can get more favorable treatment, and Mo Yu must be rushing to this point.

Zhou Zheng didn't know much about Mo Yu, and some of them were just his own introductions about his accumulation in the report and the random chats that night.

And just after he got into the car, Mo Yu was beside Mo Yuan, crying like a child.

Zhou Zheng, who had a deep understanding of what it was like to have that spiritual pillar collapsed right in front of him, gently turned his head away.

"Why didn't Xia Zhi... why didn't he come?" Mo Yu choked up. He didn't like to cry, and he never cried. This method couldn't save his life on any occasion.But seeing Mo Yuan lying in front of him, as if he could leave this world with just a single finger, he couldn't control himself.

He tried his best to keep his voice from shaking, and looked at Zhou Zheng with tears in his eyes.

Zhou Zheng gritted his teeth, he wanted to explain, but how?At this moment, he suddenly couldn't understand himself.

Because I heard that he was just a suffering civilian, so he didn't insist on bringing Xia Zhi?Or was it because he was afraid of Lin Zhen's tricks, so he didn't take him with him?If you tell Mo Yu now, if he knew it was Mo Yuan, he would have to bring one here no matter how adventurous it is, how ironic it sounds?

He just chose the former between his interests and his life without even a little hesitation.

Is it true that you are used to seeing the continent with dead bodies everywhere, so you no longer cherish it?

People are really cold-blooded, even Zhou Zheng himself didn't know and despise when he became so contemptuous of life.

Berlin took a look at them, patted Mo Yu on the shoulder and said, "Let him stay awake first, and he will receive treatment as soon as he arrives in District 2. There are people from above, and the situation on Xia Zhi's side is also very complicated. I won't be able to tell."

Mo Yu was stunned for a moment, and guessed what might have happened. After all, not only Xia Zhi, but also Lu Cheng couldn't come here.

"Don't... save..." Mo Yuan shook his head vigorously, and said with difficulty, "Don't save me... Yan..."

"Mo Yuan, shut up!" Mo Yu yelled and interrupted him.

"No...I want to say...brother..." Mo Yuan swallowed hard, trying to speak more clearly, "I have always been dragging... dragging you down, my body... In this way... I don't know if I can... Okay... Even if it's true... Okay... Leave me like this... It's better to do... Do... Do something useful..."

Mo Yuan seemed to want to say something, but suddenly his mouth became fishy, ​​and a bloodstain slid down the corner of his mouth.

"Don't say it, don't say it..." Mo Yu stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, shaking his head violently.

After he went to the special forces, Mo Yuan's life was indeed much better than before, but the two met less and less frequently.Every time we met and saw the scars on Mo Yu's body, Mo Yuan actually felt more distressed than anyone else.But he can only use the benefits that his brother sacrificed his life to study hard. He always thinks that one day he will be admitted to university, so he can find a job and take good care of his brother.

But the reality was not as he wished. The more expensive fees and expenses of the university made him silently choose to drop out of school.

After the two got together a few more times, Mo Yu gradually became less able to speak than before, and most of the time when they stayed together was Mo Yuan talking alone.

Mo Yuan would always show that he was living a good life, but in fact he was not. He has always felt guilty about why he couldn't share the pain with his brother, even a little bit.

Until this time, after Mo Yu went to the dangerous front line again for him, Mo Yuan who stayed in District 1 never had a good night's sleep again.

He even thought that without him, Mo Yu's life would be many, many times better than it is now. He would talk more, laugh often, and would not be so overwhelmed by the daily tasks.

"It's here!" With Berlin's voice, Mo Yuan's consciousness gradually became blurred.

"Mo Yuan!" Mo Yu loudly commented on Mo Yuan's appearance, and immediately shouted, "You can't sleep! Mo Yuan! Mo Yuan!"

And Mo Yuan had fallen into a coma, and this time, no one answered his shouts.

Mo Yu knelt beside Mo Yuan with shaking shoulders, his eyes were empty and expressionless, he clenched his lower lip, not even daring to touch Mo Yuan.

His breathing is so weak...

After a while, Zhou Zheng grabbed his shoulders, trying to make him lean into his arms, and said softly, "Don't look, Mo Yu, don't look."

However, Mo Yu's eyes were always glued to Mo Yuan's body. The pillar that had supported him through so many years of wind and rain fell down in such an instant, without even giving him a chance to struggle.

The author has something to say: Warning, warning, warning, small sub-lines are all dealt with, the next chapter will start to abuse, how to abuse... I am also a person who is not sure about it hahahahaha I have abused me and hit me with a brick haha Ha ha ha ha

In other words, walking on the road these days is simply staged #eh?Who's the face under the hair# is a joke hahaha...

I feel like I will <(－︿－)> walk like this every day starting tomorrow_(:з」∠)_