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    The sky was bright, and the horizon seemed to be stained with blood. On a wasteland that had been cracked into countless pieces, there were several broken corpses lying on it, with flesh and blood scattered all over the ground. The occasional breeze was mixed with strong  The smell of blood.  There is no whole corpse left!  !  !  Teammates, the more than 200 teammates who have supported each other in the apocalypse for more than half a year, day and night, have died without a complete body!  !  !  Luo Hong bit his lip and bleeds. He reluctantly looked at the zombie "leader" in front of him who was almost no different from a normal person but surprisingly powerful. He punched him angrily.  It can be seen from the previous battles that the "leader" wearing a half-mask is very powerful. Even the captain of the eighth-level warrior can't move less than ten moves. As a fifth-level warrior, Luo Hong has no strength to fight. "The leader"  "Seeing Luo Hong's punch, he actually grinned like a human, and hit Luo Hong with a fist that was half the size of a normal man.  "Peng!" "Crack~!" The seemingly weak fist contains infinite power!  Luo Hong fell into the distance like a broken football that was kicked.  He landed hard, his right hand was bent abnormally, and the flesh at his elbow had been pierced by broken bones. Blood dripped from the corner of Luo Hong's mouth. He quickly got up and wanted to run, but it was too late.  Two zombies next to the "leader" jumped over, and one of the zombies in military uniform stepped on Luo Hong's body. Then, dozens of zombies swarmed up Suddenly, a scream sounded, and flesh and blood flew everywhere "Doomsday Team"  On December 23, 2015, the entire army was wiped out.  "'Leader.' Congratulations on annihilating another team of human warriors!" The zombie who stepped on Luo Hong made sure that he was not breathing, and respectfully walked to the "leader" and complimented.  "Well, good job." "Leader" the zombie nodded, looked at the sky, squinted his eyes slightly, and a trace of unwillingness that only humans can have flashed through. ?¡­ ?In a small base in the suburbs of gy, in a tent.  "Luo Hong, water, come on, slow down." A girl with some baby fat and some freckles on her face dug out a bottle of Erguotou from the ground of her seat, unscrewed it, carefully put the mouth of the bottle close and lay on the thin  The boy's chapped lips are covered with yellow cotton wool.  This Erguotou is a bottle of water she secretly hid. Since she can only lick the water three times, this is undoubtedly a huge wealth.  "Fortunately, you didn't report to the food search team yesterday, otherwise Hey, even though Liu Hong beat me up, it's still better than going there. Be careful and drink slowly. Li Songbai went to line up to receive food.  You must be hungry since last night. " "Zhao Qian, keep your voice down, Liu Hong is the director in charge of base distribution and dispatch. If anyone hears the tip, you will be assigned to the food team and you will be finished."  Wang Jiawen, who writes novels, reminded him in a low voice.  "Liu Hong?" Luo Hong had no memory. When he woke up just now, he heard Zhao Qian calling him Luo Hong. He was shocked. Could he not be dead?  Impossible. The scale of defense at the base in front of us is simply not enough to withstand the "leader's" attack, even if it is to stop its left and right guardians.  This base, so familiar After three years of running away and killing, without a single night's peace, Luo Hong can't even remember much about the scene before the virus broke out. Base, base This base is just so familiar, but he has no impression.  "Hmph!" Zhao Qian covered the lid of Erguotou and buried it under the mound. She looked at the community facing the tent and cursed in a low voice: "What's so big about having money!" "Forget it, Zhao Qian, you have money and power.  It¡¯s amazing, the wealthy areas over there have three meals a day, and they all eat white rice, but we only have two meals a day, one steamed bun for each meal. That¡¯s the difference,¡± Wang Jiawen said in a somewhat depressed and discouraged tone.  is the truth.  To put it bluntly, the base is actually a very small community, but it is surrounded by a power grid. The tent area is in the open space at the entrance of the community, and the high-end housing in the community is given to those with power. After all, it is the end of the world.  , they control the army and have the right to speak.  Today is New Year's Day, I hope there is a dish. Wang Jiawen thought sadly that it has been three days since then. He has been eating steamed buns for three days and he almost vomited.  "Ho, ho~~~" "Zi~Zi~" There is a barbed wire fence about ten meters outside the tent. The roar of zombies outside makes everyone very uncomfortable. Every night, the civilians in the tent area are awakened by the terrifying sound.  They all yearn for the wealthy areas, where there are lights, hard and solid walls, and even big stars sleeping with them. In this cold winter, holding a beautiful woman tenderly, what a comfortable life it is.  "Haha, you bunch of bastards, I'll electrocute you to death!" Two soldiers were guarding the door.These young people were originally property managers in this community. After surviving, they were recruited and became members of the guard team.  The rotting hands of several zombies were holding on to the power grid, and green smoke was rising from the electricity.  "Pervert!" Zhao Qian looked at the two guards and cursed.  "Hey, Li Songbai is back, how come it's so fast today." When Zhao Qian retracted her head into the tent, she saw someone walking in front of her.  "Today is New Year's Day, I guess the efficiency is faster, haha, let's see what we have for lunch." Wang Jiawen put down the novel. He had read this novel several times, but he was helpless. He only found this novel at the base. It would be okay if he didn't read it.  Do.  "Zhao Qian, is Luo Hong awake?" Li Songbai is not tall, but his face is fair and clean. He looks a little thin and looks quite honest.  "I just woke up." Zhao Qian replied happily.  The moment Li Songbai entered the tent, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but a smile appeared on his face in an instant. He handed the thing in his hand to Zhao Qian and said: "This is the only thing we have today. Liu Hong said in the restaurant just now that from now on we will only have one at noon every day."  Paused, the food team was wiped out last night, and the food supply was insufficient. He had to ensure the supply of the merchants and politicians in the wealthy area. If those in the tent area were too hungry, they could apply to leave the base and go find food on their own. " "  Fuck!" Wang Jiawen punched the novel, stood up and said, "Liu Hong is really not a thing, today is New Year's Day!" Li Songbai moved his teeth and looked at the four steamed buns placed on the mat, his eyes bright.  Luo Hong shook his head. He suddenly remembered something. This was three years ago. These people were all classmates of his school. The four of them struggled in school for several days and finally escaped to this base with an ownerless Buick commercial vehicle.  .  Last night, Liu Hong came to the tent area again to select members of the food team. He was drawn, and an idea flashed in his mind. He refused to go, but Liu Hong beat him to death.  Zhao Qian brought him back to the base, but he didn¡¯t wake up for several days, so Liu Hong ordered people to throw Luo Hong¡¯s body into the waste pile. That day, the base happened to be washed away!  A large number of zombies went crazy and attacked the power grid of the base as if they were premeditated. After countless zombies died, some zombies from the outside poured into the base in batches.  Suddenly there were screams one after another, and Luo Hong woke up in the abandoned area, so he fled, killed, and finally joined the Doomsday Team But now the trajectory of fate seemed to have changed. After just one night, Luo Hong woke up.  Of course, this is not the original Luo Hong, but the Luo Hong who was defeated by the zombie leader with one move three years later.  Back to three years ago!  According to his memory, seven days later, on January 8, 2013, the base will be overrun by zombies!  There will be level 3 zombies in that zombie group!  Luo Hong stared at the steamed buns on the mat, his eyes like knives.  "What's wrong? Luo Hong?" Zhao Qian was a little confused when she saw Luo Hong staring at the steamed buns with a wry smile on his face.  "Uh" Luo Hong was brought back to reality, coughed and said: "It's okay, you can eat it, I don't want it anymore." Having sensed the energy in his body just now, Luo Hong felt a little chilled, he was actually only a first-level warrior.  , all the energy was dissipated as the body was torn apart, and when he was reborn three years ago, this frail body only had the strength of a first-level warrior.  As if born from the heart, feeling depressed in his heart, Luo Hong naturally had a wry smile on his face.  ¡­ ¡°Luo Hong, don¡¯t take it too seriously. If you don¡¯t eat it now, you¡¯ll have to wait until noon tomorrow.¡± Wang Jiawen grabbed the steamed buns, completely losing the gentleness he had when he was reading, chewing hard on the hard dough.  A hint of joy flashed in Li Songbai's eyes. Forget it if he didn't eat. One steamed bun per person a day is not enough. Now three people eat four buns, which can make up for it.  Now there are hordes of zombies wandering outside the base. Those viruses that run only slightly slower than humans are not easy to mess with. As long as you have a slight scratch on your body, congratulations, in less than an hour, you will become  become their kind.  When hiding in the school, watching the lost group chasing the classmates who used to chat and spank, and listening to their screams, Li Songbai would think of a sentence in the zombie game every time, they are coming, we are  They are their slaves What sounded funny at first has now become horrifying.  After several days of escaping, Li Songbai only had one sentence left in his heart, live on, live on your own "Why don't you eat? Eat some, Luo Hong, now is not the time to be picky. I heard about the tent area yesterday.  Someone has eaten rice. There is a woman in that house who helps clean in the rich area. You can bring some leftovers when you come back every afternoon. I want to apply for a job tomorrow. You can eat whatever you want first. I willTry to get some rice back.  " Zhao Qian said with a smile that she was trapped in the girls' dormitory a few days ago, and it was this thin-looking boy who crawled up the sheets to rescue her, even though she provided a dozen packets of potato chips, a few packets of biscuits, and  A box of instant noodles, but Luo Hong is also her savior. "Cleaning?"  Wang Jiawen's eyes lit up and he asked, "Are you looking for men?"  Like lifting some cargo or something.  " "I've never heard of it. Those guards who do manual labor have free labor, so they shouldn't recruit them. Those women in the rich areas are too lazy to die, and there is no vacancy in sweeping the floors. Hey, I don't know why we are waiting to die like this.  "Zhao Qian's expression suddenly dimmed. One steamed bun a day, if they keep going, what are they waiting for? Will someone come to save them? \
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