doomsday lamb

On the evening of November 9, 2275 AD, a young man was walking on the road with a bag on his back, his steps heavy and dragging, as if he was very tired.

The young man's name is Wang Yang. He is an ordinary employee of a nearby private company. He came out of his hometown to find a job in Shashi and usually rents in a community here. There is a laptop in his backpack, which he uses for meals.

This guy is also the most valuable thing in his body.

Wang Ming exhaled a breath of hot breath and retracted his fingers into his sleeves as he walked. The early winter in Shashi was already filled with cold winds, and it was even more so at night. He couldn't help but miss the hot soup and rice cooked by his elders at home, and the red, seemingly

Just bring a very warm charcoal stove.

Since Christmas is approaching, even though it is late at night, there are still several open businesses on the street. Relatively speaking, the neighborhoods near the community are relatively deserted. At this time of year, young lovers will go to the commercial streets in the city center to play.

When it comes to dating, most people who have some spare money and time choose to take their families with them to watch a performance in a more prosperous place and seriously enjoy this "foreign festival".

But this has nothing to do with Wang Yang. He has no girlfriend, free money or free time. Even the house he rents is a rough house that lacks TV broadband. So tonight he can only make do with it.

Live, watch the online broadcast on your mobile phone, and feel a little bit of the lively atmosphere of other people.

There is no time to rest until the work is done. This is Wang Ming’s most profound understanding after working for three years. But the work is always more or less, so where is the time to finish it? For wage earners like them, "

"Holiday" is more like an unattainable dream. It is better to work hard to make money and save the down payment for a house early.

Thinking of this, Wang Yang tightened his backpack, braced himself and climbed in from a section of railing.

The management of the community is very lax. Although it is prohibited to climb over the railings, there are no other prohibitive measures except for a simple ban card. Therefore, compared with the more remote gates, climbing over the railings to go home has become a common choice for many people.

choose.

The railings were low, and Wang Yang was very skilled at climbing over them. Just as he lowered himself and walked toward the dormitory, he heard a rustling sound at the corner of a building.

Looking around, there was a row of semi-basements, with only one light window exposed above the ground. Wang Yang saw an old woman there, half-kneeling in the corner by the window, tinkering with something like a woven bag.

I don't know if they are collecting scraps or doing something bad like stealing.

Although this had nothing to do with Wang Yang, he walked over simply out of curiosity.

After walking a few steps, the elderly woman turned around when she heard the sound and made a "wow" sound like a wild dog guarding its food.

Wang Yang was startled and hurriedly said hello: "Hi, aunt... aunt, it's so cold, why don't you go home?"

At this time, a gust of wind blew by, and the moon in the high sky broke through the clouds. The moonlight illuminated the ground under my feet in an instant.

With a "bang" sound, Wang Yang fell to the ground.

In front of him, there was a woman covered in blood. On the woven bag at the woman's feet, there was a broken baby corpse. The woman's mouth was filled with pieces of meat and bones! Her cheeks bulged and she chewed hard.

Blood mixed with saliva dripped from the rotten cheek.

In an instant, her eyes reflected fluorescence like a wild wolf.

"ah!!!!"

…

At the same time, in a KTV in the center of Shacheng City, eight or nine people were running away in a bustling environment. They looked disheveled, and they were running in a panic in the corridor, shouting as they ran.

"Hurry up, the monster is coming!"

"Oh, oh, I don't want to die."

"Shengzi, is the road you lead reliable?"

If you look carefully, you will see a pair of young men and women running right in front of the crowd. The boy, wearing jeans and a gray shirt, wearing black-rimmed glasses, is holding the girl next to him tightly and running wildly. In the darkness, the boy looks like nothing.

His eyes seemed to be shining, showing a sense of calmness and composure even in times of crisis.

"Get out of the way, don't block me."

"Why are you squeezing!"

"Run quickly, they are coming!"

"There's one over here too! Ah uh uh."

The colored lights in the corridor were dim. While running, a man couldn't dodge and was knocked down by a black corpse coming out of the side room. The next moment, sharp teeth bit his neck, and his trachea and arteries were penetrated in an instant, drawing blood.

Sprayed on the tan wall, a pool of dark red suddenly appeared.

The others were frightened and hurriedly jumped over this man, but two of them accidentally fell down. In the blink of an eye, they were caught up by the black corpse behind and threw them to the ground.

"Shengzi, this is a fork in the road, what should I do?" shouted a man in a white shirt in the crowd.

"This way, follow me!"

As the leader changed direction, several people walked around the bar one after another and went into another dark corridor. Perhaps it was because the necromorph's vision was limited, or perhaps the three fallen people bought them time. In short,

After turning the corner, the black corpses did not chase after them. They were able to safely enter a room at the end of the corridor, closed the door, and pushed the heavy shelves around them to seal the door.

"It's...safe."

"Help, these few steps have made me lose my soul."

"Shengzi, I really have you. I only took a glance at the map in the corridor and I actually remembered the route."

"Yes, little brother, you are really amazing."

People pressed their backs against the wall as hard as they could, and sat on the ground, mumbling incoherently.

"Hoo, ho..."

Breathing heavily, with the two people standing close together, the girl suddenly said: "When...are you going to hold my hand?"

"Ah, sorry, sorry." The boy's hand seemed to be suddenly burned and he quickly retracted it.

In the dark, the girl couldn't help laughing after feeling it. She suddenly felt interesting, so she put her mouth close to the other person's ear and said angrily: "If you want, you can hold me for a little longer~"

"Tang", the light in the storage room

After being opened, brilliant white light filled every corner of the room. In the corner of the room, a pair of young men and women looked at each other. The two young faces were so close to each other that the boy felt a little embarrassed. Maybe it was because he didn't

Expecting that someone would suddenly turn on the light, the girl's cheeks turned red visibly. The next moment, the sky was filled with red clouds, and her eyes were shining brightly under her long eyelashes, showing a surprising hint of timidity and fear.

There was a "click", and someone tapped on the light switch. The light disappeared in an instant, and a large area of ​​darkness once again enveloped this small area, and a fierce quarrel suddenly broke out.

"Damn it, you kid wants to die? Don't you know that lights can attract those monsters?"

"That's right, if you are in a hurry to reincarnate, don't hold us back!"

"I...how do I know? I just think it's safer to turn on the light."

"Safety, sir! If we are really killed, I will strangle you to death before we die!"

"Okay, be quiet! If it is so loud, it will attract monsters and we will all be dead."

"whispering sound……"

At the critical moment of life and death, everyone invariably kept silent.

After a long time, the screams in the distance gradually calmed down. In the darkness, the girl sat next to the boy and whispered: "Let me get to know you again. My name is not 'Caiji'. My name is Anyang. Your... name is Zhang Cheng, right?"

?”

…

A month and a half later, at the "Langya" base in Fengwei Mountain, Lang Hua was discussing something with others in the conference room.

It was already the second month after the disaster, and three days had passed since Lang Hua's team returned to Fengwei Mountain.

The micro base station established by Fu Lianhe has begun to function. Wireless signals are transmitted in all directions all the time, which will call on more Shashi survivors to come to Fengwei Mountain's "Wolf Cliff" base to survive together. At the same time, through the connection to the base station

Using laptops, they can connect to the global satellite communication network Teledesic II at any time and log into the federal instant forum "FS Community" to learn about what is happening in the world.

At this time, the most popular post on the homepage of the instant forum is naturally the tracking of nuclear explosions for several days. After all, the action this time is too big, and people can't help but care. The "Sirius Prophecy Post" dropped to the second most popular post because of this.

The only top message in the forum is that Teledesic II has resumed operation. Under the authorization of the coalition government, survivors in various places are encouraged to establish refuge bases and register in time. Those registered can open exclusive lines in the military channel and accept the "Federal Wartime Military Commission" in the future.

"Supervision and help.

The advantages of this kind of thing outweighed the disadvantages, and there was nothing worth considering. Lang Hua asked Fu Lianhe to submit the name "Langya Base". The address was Fengwei Mountain, Shashi, and the founder was Yang Bensheng.

"'Teledesic II' has recovered so quickly? It is indeed the top integrated communication network and one of the oligarchs in the international information field." Lin Wenjin looked at the dazzling information on the screen and couldn't help but praise it.

Fu Lianhe explained with a smile: "It is said that the hardware of 'Teledesic II' was indeed seriously damaged due to the black mist eruption, but after all, it is already powerful and a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. It is still no problem to assume some of the original communication functions."

Lin Wenjin grew up in a privileged family and was well-informed. Even a young man like Fu Lianhe could have a conversation.

"Okay, be quiet, Xiaohua has something to say." Yang Bensheng saw that everyone had arrived, and said, "Please sit down first." Although he is the nominal lord of the base, they have already

I'm used to following Lang Hua's orders.

"There are three main things today." Lang Hua cleared his throat and looked around at everyone. In the past three days, his injuries have healed, and his strength has not only returned to its peak, but has also gone further. As the only mid-level ability user present, Lang Hua's aura made him

They naturally feel suppressed and awe-inspiring.

"First, there is the construction and cleanup work in the base. This will be completed by Uncle Xing. The original design drawings and subsequent ideas will be communicated to you by City Master Yang."

"yes."

After not seeing each other for a few days, Xing Wutian was already very thin. He was skinny and bones, with sunken eye sockets. At first glance, he almost lost his human shape. However, this man finally got over the pain of losing his daughter. Lang Hua matched the corpse monkey crystal.

He and Lao Hu's ability crystal core prepared an awakening potion for him. Now Xing Wutian is the security director of the base and a first-level early-stage ability user with the ability "enhancement".

"Haiping, Lan Xi."

"exist!"

"You will lead the cleaning work in the jungle. I will ask the Qin family to send people to assist you. A safe passage must be opened in the Fengwei Mountain jungle to prepare for the subsequent reception of survivors."

"Yes!" "Yes, leader."

Lei Li said: "There is no problem with this."

Lang Hua nodded to Lei Li and continued: "Other ability users will also take turns to take part in the battle, taking this opportunity to hone their combat power. We will have a tough battle to fight in the near future."

"What else are we going to fight? The zombie swarm? Or those bad Evolutionaries?" Duan Hei obviously didn't like Lang Hua playing riddles and asked directly.

Lang Hua smiled and said: "That's not true. To be precise, we have to compete with all the creatures in this mountain forest for the same equipment."

"What equipment? Is it very powerful?" Duan Hei asked with big eyes.

Lang Hua said quietly: "It's quite powerful. It can make ordinary people become as powerful as those with abilities."

"hiss--"

Everyone couldn't help but take a breath. The combat effectiveness of ability users and ordinary evolved people is very different. Moreover, the number of ability users is very rare. Sooner or later, they will form a privileged class. Now that there is such a mysterious equipment that ignores the awakening of abilities, isn't that right?

Is this going to change?

Lang Hua did not shy away from the four members of the Qin family, and said frankly: "This kind of thing is called 'glue melting core' by the 'Sirius Prophecy Poster', but it is still early, so there is no need to worry for the time being."

"The third thing, which is the last thing, is that we need to expand our equipment." Under the gaze of everyone, Lang Hua spread his hands and said, "If I have a gun in my hand, I have the world. This sentence always says

That’s right.”

Yang Bensheng could see that Lang Hua was very thoughtful, and the last two arrangements were all for the mysterious "melting core."

To prepare for the "battle". From this point of view, the fight for the "glue core" must be quite dangerous.

While Yang Bensheng was deep in thought, Lin Qian raised her own question: "The districts and counties in Shashi are far away from each other. Even if we can find the warehouses of the armed forces in various places, it is difficult to guarantee that others will not get there first. Besides, there is also the influence of the black corpse group.

Search and transportation are both an issue."

Others nodded, but Chen Xinyan sat opposite Lin Qian and yawned.

She spoke incoherently: "Yes...ah, it's rare for you to be...smart."

"Chen Xinyan, if you speak carefully, can you choke to death?"

Lin Qian was furious, but Chen Xinyan stretched out lazily, curled her lips and said: "Hello? Has no one ever taught you manners? I'm older than you, you should call me Xinyan

cousin."

"Big? How big is it? What a joke."

Lin Qian suddenly raised her chest and sneered. In an instant, the mountain peak stood up, and Chen Xinyan froze in her movements.

Looking at it, this dress is so big, oh no, this ball is so white... No, what and what. Chen Xinyan couldn't help but roar in her heart - this is too foul!

The development of something like this really depends on God's will. Although Chen Xinyan is also good-looking and normal-sized, but over there... it's really too big!

"Hey, what's there to be proud of?" Chen Xinyan dug out the two meatballs with her eyes, turned back and pouted frequently, looking very disdainful.

Perhaps because she was getting angrier the more she thought about it, she added angrily: "Big breasts but no brains."

"Hey, I have such a bad temper..." Lin Qian had veins popping up on her forehead and was about to find her ax...

Lang Hua, the man at the head of the conference room, had his mouth twitching wildly and felt quite a headache. He knew very well that as long as he dared to say a word of help at this time, he would immediately become the target of public criticism and become the common target of attack by the two women. He had no choice but to ask for help

His eyes turned to Qin Xiaowen. Unexpectedly, the latter had already covered her mouth and laughed so hard that she couldn't even straighten her waist...

"I can't do it anymore, my stomach hurts..." Just when Qin Xiaowen was hiding next to Xia Shuang, suppressing her laughter and struggling, Lan Xi came back and put a long gun on the table. Everyone took a closer look and saw that it was Wang De's group.

The kind of assault rifle used before.

"AK47? Why does it have a wooden handle?" Fu Lianhe stretched his neck and asked in confusion.

"It's the Type 63, which has been out of production for more than a hundred years." Hai Ping responded abruptly. The voice suddenly appeared behind Fu Lianhe. The voice was hoarse, like a ghost whispering, and he couldn't help but tremble with fear. "Taifeng Gas Station" Battle

After that, Haiping seemed to have changed into a different person. Not only was he more taciturn, but he also acted ruthlessly, making people unknowingly stay away from him.

"It's an oil seal." Lin Wenjin picked up the rifle and picked out a trace of semi-solid grease from the gap with his fingernails, which confirmed Haiping's guess.

Two hundred years ago, in the second half of the 20th century, after China was liberated, it imitated the Soviet-made "AK series" assault rifles in large quantities. However, the resulting semi-automatic rifles had poor shooting accuracy and a short barrel, which was not conducive to stabbing combat. Until 63

Only in 2004 was a new general-purpose rifle designed, which was China's first self-loading rifle capable of firing continuously - the Type 63 automatic rifle.

However, due to institutional reasons, after eight years of mass production, the Type 63 rifle suffered from lax manufacturing and inspection process systems, slow production, and disorder. This resulted in the subsequent Type 63 rifles having poor quality, poor accuracy, and even poor quality.

There were serious quality problems such as shooting and fire-breathing, and by 1978, production and assembly were completely stopped.

"In the fifteen years since the Type 63 rifle was born, there are still millions of outputs." It sounds like Lin Wenjin knows something about this history. "Except for some being exported to the international market and used as standard weapons by some armed organizations, the rest

"They are either used for border defense troops and militia training, or are stored in militia arsenals everywhere."

He suddenly understood what Lang Hua meant: "You mean..."

"Yes," Lang Hua nodded, "there must be an ancient weapons depot nearby."

With a "crash", Lan Xi brought some more weapons used by Wang De and others.

"Type 63, Type 56 automatic rifle, Type 77-1 wooden handle grenade" Lin Wenjin exclaimed, "Good guy, I remember that it was the era of 'gathering food widely and digging holes deeply'. Could it be an air raid shelter?"

"

"It's up to Uncle Xing to explain."

Lang Hua spread his hands and asked everyone's questions to Xing Wutian. The latter also said: "It's an air defense shelter. There are a lot of guns and ammunition in it. But there is also a big snake that is very powerful. We broke two last time

Only talented people snatched out these equipment..."

"Snake? What kind of snake is so powerful? Could it be a python?"

"Nonsense, it must be a powerful black beast. We have to put this together. Brother Xing, please tell us in detail..."

"Damn it, fuck him. With a gun in hand, people won't panic. We must win this battle."

"If it's an ammunition depot, then people with fire and thunder abilities like me and Lao Lei won't participate. We'll just stay here to look after it."

"Brother and sister Xia Qing can go, it just so happens that they also need some training."

…

In front of the long table, people were excitedly discussing their actions in the next few days. Lang Hua sat on a chair and looked at Yang Xiaoxiao lying on the table in the corner. His thoughts could not help but drift back to the night before yesterday, and he was distracted.

On the day we returned to the base, people had been running around for many days and were extremely sleepy before it got dark. They just wanted to find a place to sleep.

Yang Xiaoxiao found Lang Hua at night and expressed his thoughts.

"Teach me how to use a knife, I want revenge."

"Learning swordsmanship from me will be very difficult, you have to be mentally prepared."

"Okay. I also want to learn something else."

"What else?"

At that time, Yang Xiaoxiao raised his head, and the coldness in his eyes instantly stung Lang Hua. That was the first time Yang Xiaoxiao gave Lang Hua a strange feeling. He vaguely felt that someone who had met him while holding a hot drink in a coffee shop

The girl she giggled at...may never come back.

After a moment of silence, Yang Xiaoxiao replied:

"Learn to kill. Kill faster, harder, and more covertly."