85_85483 The car was driving on the road at a constant speed, and there was silence at the back of the car, Rao is Wang Qiang, and the hot spring Xin was also leaning on the side of the fence at the moment, spitting out rough air.

Oh, yes! They're so tired! The fight against the clock almost squeezed their physical strength to the limit.

Especially in the final vehicle defense battle, the zombies that are constantly swarming up, each of them is invisibly consuming their bodies.

Lao Lin slowly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, the cigarette shell itself had long been wrinkled due to the fierceness of the battle, and most of the cigarettes inside were damaged.

But that didn't stop him from smoking, for there was nothing more pleasant than a cigarette after the Great War.

Pulling out one, Lao Lin casually threw the cigarette pack to Wang Qiang, because he knew that although these young people were not very old, they were all addicted to smoking, and they were authentic old smokers.

Sure enough, after receiving the cigarette packets thrown by Lao Lin, Wang Qiang, Wu Chao, and Hot Spring Xin all took one unceremoniously, and then lit the cigarette butts with the lighter looted from the Urban Management Bureau.

After a pleasant spit of clouds and mist, everyone's tired minds gradually eased.

Tang Xiaoquan didn't smoke, and there weren't a few in the cigarette box; Second, he was determined to quit smoking.

He got up and took his backpack, which was also scavenged from the Urban Management Bureau, and contained a small reserve of supplies.

Tang Xiaoquan took out the only 4 bottles of mineral water left, left one bottle, and distributed the rest to everyone.

"Brother Hu? What do you think? Legs aren't a big problem, are they? Bounced the cigarette butt in his hand, Wu Chao twisted the cap of the mineral water bottle in his hand and handed it over.

Hu Xiaodong squeezed out a smile: "It's okay, Lao Lin's craftsmanship is good, I feel very good." ”

Lao Lin was a little embarrassed when he said this, to be honest, he knew what he was doing, and his suture technique was no different from that of a dog.

However, Rao is like this, and it is already his limit, although it is indeed a little disrespectful in appearance, but in general, the purpose of stitching up the wound has been achieved.

"Hahaha, Brother Hu, Lin Guan is afraid that because of your hand this time, I am afraid that I will rob Sister Wei Yang's job!" Hot Spring Xin, who has always been a good thing, did not let go of this good opportunity to make fun of others.

And with his joke, the atmosphere at the rear of the car, which was originally a little dull, also warmed up.

Tang Xiaoquan looked at his companions who were overjoyed and teasing each other, and the fatigue of the days seemed to have been alleviated a lot.

He slowly drank the water in his hand, but his thoughts had already drifted to the "Zhongkun Textile" a hundred miles away, and the beautiful and fresh figure gradually became clear in his mind, Rao is Tang Xiaoquan himself didn't know why he thought of her at this time.

"Hello? Quanzi! What's wrong with you? What do you think? Wang Qiang asked for no reason.

Frankly speaking, his questioning was purely subconscious, and did not have any directional purpose.

It's just that it fell into the ears of Tang Xiaoquan, who was "ghostly", but it was like a needle pricking his ass, which made him shake: "Huh? Am I not doing anything? Didn't think about anything, hehe, what can I think? It's that you think too much! ”

As soon as these words came out, Rao is a fool can also see that Tang Xiaoquan is not normal, and the veteran Lin Junfu even glanced at Hu Xiaodong with understanding, and both of them smiled knowingly and understood each other's thoughts.

In this way, everyone laughed all the way to the base camp and marched steadily, and all the things of yesterday slowly faded in this gradually rising feeling.

The word "home" has never been more awaited by all survivors, and although the operation did not accomplish the intended mission, as long as the home is still there and the life is still there, there is a chance to start over.

The familiar scenery crossed in front of them one by one, and soon after a bumpy road, the chengguan car finally drove onto the familiar rural road.

As soon as they got on this road, the survivors knew that they were not far from the end of "Zhongkun Textile".

"I don't know what kind of mood Director Wang is in now?" Wang Qiang looked at Lao Lin with a wicked smile.

How could Lao Lin not know what he meant, and immediately replied with a smile: "I don't know anything else, but Lao Wang's face must be quite ugly." ”

"Hehe, I hope to see us later, don't kick our ass!"

Hahaha, there was another burst of laughter, and with the end of this farce, the familiar white and blue ceiling of Zhongkun Textile finally entered everyone's field of vision.

Joy! Unsuppressed joy! Rao is elderly, and Lao Lin couldn't control the excitement in his heart at the moment.

You know, how anxiously he was to leave the base, the place where he toiled.

You know, even if you leave the factory this time, it will only be 2 days later.

But right now, he wants to return to the base so much, and this huge change in thinking is enough to reflect the cruelty of the end times.

The car continued to travel for a while, as the car continued to approach, the outer outline of Zhongkun Textile gradually became clear, it stands to reason that the survivors at this time, the joy should be more vigorous, but in fact?

Tang Xiaoquan's brows furrowed unconsciously, and most of the rest of his companions were also solemn.

What's going on? What is it that makes the originally excited survivors suddenly turn 180 degrees?

The atmosphere at the rear of the car became a little weird, no one spoke, everyone looked solemnly at the front of the car.

In his eyes, the iron door of the main entrance of the factory, which should have been closed, fell to the side at this time, and judging from its damaged appearance, it seems that it is not a zombie, is it ......

A hint of foreboding spread in the hearts of the survivors, and Lao Lin and Tang Xiaoquan glanced at each other.

There is no doubt that the factory must have been attacked in the current situation, and what is even more frustrating is that the gate has been lost.

In this way, even if the factory does not fall, casualties are inevitable.

The car stopped less than 10 meters away from the factory, and then Lao Zhao poked his head with a nervous expression, and asked hurriedly:

"Hey, you've all seen the situation ahead, let's rush in now? Or do you want to send someone in and get to the bottom? ”

Obviously, Lao Zhao's question is quite important to the current situation, after all, the internal situation in the factory is not only there, and no one knows what Lao Wang has experienced.

So after thinking about it for a while, Tang Xiaoquan decisively said: "In this way, Lin Guan, Brother Da Zhuang, Qiangzi, the three of you go first to investigate the situation in the factory, and the rest of the people are on guard outside, and Uncle Zhao keeps the car from turning off." If there is anything unusual, let's immediately drive in to support!! ”。