The lounge is small and has two bunk beds that can sleep four people.

Taking off the backpack on his body and putting it on the bed, Yang Mu lay down and leaned on the head of the bed and lit a cigarette.

He doesn't have a habit of smoking, only sometimes he wants to.

The first cigarette was eleven years old, and he picked it up when someone else's cigarette fell from the cigarette case to the floor.

I didn't want to smoke it at the time, but I picked up a lighter the day before......

Recalling this, Yang Mu always felt that he might just want to try whether the lighter was good or not, rather than going to smoke.

Is it the sin of smoke or the sin of fire? It's hard to explore.

The moth to the fire is a confession of love, and the cigarette butt to the fire is another emotionally complex realm, full of human flavors.

Chu Hong came in from outside, frowned, fanned the wind in front of his nose with his hand, looked at Yang Mu and said suspiciously:

"You still smoke, why don't I know?"

"You don't know much, what do you say outside?"

"Those people were in the monitoring room talking to the people at their headquarters. The idea of the headquarters is still to clean up all the zombies, and it is necessary to transfer more military supplies and soldiers over to prepare for the massacre, there are so many zombies in the quarantine area, I don't know how many days it will take to kill them all. ”

"If you want to kill, you will be able to kill them all, but I'm afraid of ......"

"What?"

"A group of soldiers gathers together, and if someone is corpsed...... Forget it, my mouth is moldy, so I won't talk about this. ”

Chu Hong fiddled with his fingers, staring at Yang Mu with his eyes, and said after a long time:

"Now that we're trapped, I don't think the soldiers have much to eat."

"They came on a mission, they wanted to take the target out quickly, they carried a lot of weapons and ammunition with them, that was their minions, how could the soldiers give up these, they would rather not have food."

"Shall we divide our food among the soldiers?"

Yang Mu didn't speak, knowing that the final outcome must be taken out, unless he had the idea to kill these seven soldier kings.

He sighed, snuffed out his cigarette, took the food out of his backpack and started eating, now eating more can give a little less.

I was a little choked after eating too much, so I took out the water bottle and drank it.

Chu Hong also brought food, not much, too much for her to take.

Take an egg yolk pie and eat it, Chu Hong herself forgot where she picked it up, she never ate this sweet and greasy food before.

After eating one, he was full, and he took out the water like Yang Mu, but only drank a small sip.

The water was too heavy, and Chu Hong had very little on his back, only one bottle.

She felt that she still had to save a little, looking at Yang Mu's posture of slamming the door, it was estimated that it would be difficult to get food from him.

Chu Hong didn't notice that there was actually a faucet in the restaurant.

Time passed little by little, and three hours later the bad news came.

The 4,000-strong army approached the quarantine area for two kilometers, and a large-scale zombie mutation situation broke out.

It's not that they were bitten by zombies, but half of the team turned into zombies as they walked, and no one knew why.

After that, the human soldiers fought the zombie soldiers.

Zombies don't matter, they have no soul.

The surge of emotions that human soldiers have to kill their closest comrades with their own hands does not need much to describe.

One hesitation will kill many people and create more zombies.

The rush plan failed, and people became even more frightened of the presence of zombies.

The supreme directive was issued to mobilize all the surrounding resources to build a 50-meter-high and five-meter-thick wall around the perimeter of the quarantine area in one day.

In fact, it was necessary to replace the previous fence, which was only five meters high, and it was considered unsafe.

The thickness of the city wall is five meters, which is equivalent to building a corridor and setting up weapons on it to deal with zombies.

More anti-aircraft means were mobilized, and not a single flying insect was allowed to leave the quarantine area.

This is how the order was given, and whether it can be carried out is, of course, a matter for the people below.

The quarantine area is really going to be completely quarantined.

Scientists rushed to Hanning to hold a seminar on the transmission route of the zombie virus.

No one will enter the virus quarantine until the results are available.

All the government can do is use no one. Feed was dropped so that all survivors could continue to hide in their homes and wait for rescue.

Due to the presence of zombie birds, it is difficult to put food directly into the hands of survivors, but it is better than nothing.

Yang Mu felt a headache when he saw these news.

Wang Ba Lamb is a typical happy and sad person.

I thought I could escape, but now it's good, I can't escape and I have entered the place of death, and I can't get the airdrop materials.

Because he was depressed and didn't want to speak, he was quietly opposite to Chu Hong for another hour, and Xiangru summoned everyone to the dining hall for a small meeting.

"We were armed all over our body, and we didn't have anything to eat. Now trapped, there is no plan to save us outside, but don't worry, they won't give up! Now the problem is that we are stuck here and there is no food, I hope that everyone can take out all the food, concentrate it and distribute it, we can have a small amount, we all have a long endurance training, usually a little food can survive. ”

Yang Mu heard this, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Starving endurance training?

That year, in order to escape the traffickers who were chasing him, he hid in a cave, did not eat for ten days and ten nights, only drank dew, and finally crawled out alive.

He knew what it was like to be hungry, and he had touched the line of dying because of hunger, and he was not afraid of anyone if it was more than endurance.

The people on Yang Mu's side all looked at Yang Mu, and not everyone was willing to take the initiative to take out the food.

Liu Dongfeng may take the lead, but he is dead, and now Yang Mu is up for grabs.

Yang Mu looked at Xiangru, and she was also staring at Yang Mu with beautiful big eyes.

Sighing, Yang Mu said:

"When your brother died, he said that it was possible for me and him to become confidants. I have never had a confidant in my life, and it is rare for him to look up to me. For his sake, I can divide the food, but to make it clear, we divide it into six portions, and you divide it into four. If we save it, we can last up to two days, and after two days we will be starving. No one is obligated to take out the food that is left in their hands, right? ”

Xiangru frowned and thought for a while, and nodded slowly.

"So this is the only food distribution, and if you run out of food, then the rest of the day is left to fate."

"Okay, let's just say that."

Xiangru didn't drag the mud and water at all, and so did Yang Mu.

He knew that he was at a loss, but he couldn't help it, it wasn't him who was talking here.

Only a part of the resources can be sacrificed, and the word "reason" can be occupied first.

When everyone took out all the food, everyone's eyes were focused on Yang Mu.

He brought so much food.

Xiang Ru was very surprised, and secretly said that these things add up to twenty pounds, looking at his not very strong appearance, he didn't expect to carry so much weight all the way down but he couldn't see tiredness.

Everyone's mood was not high at this time, so no one spoke, Xiangru withdrew his thoughts from Yang Mu and distributed the food.

It's fair, the food is divided into two piles, the less one is taken by the people of Zhan Hu, and the rest is distributed by Yang Mu according to the head.

The little demon also got food, but Yang Mu didn't know if she was willing to eat these things.

If she is still more inclined to eat meat, it will be a big problem after all, there is no zombie meat for her to eat in this enclosed space.

After the food is distributed, the rooms will be divided.

Three rooms, together it is estimated that it is not 100 square meters.

It's not open for use yet, and there are very few things in the house.

The lounge is two bunk beds with a thin layer of mattresses and no pillows or quilts.

There was only one large long table in the dining room, and the chairs had not yet been moved.

There are two chairs in the monitoring room, but there is only a row of computer screens to see the situation outside.

Yang Mu is eight people here.

Butterfly, Gu Dasen, Wang Liang, Little Demon, Song Ren, Chu Hong, Yelenali and Yang Mu themselves.

Xiangru decided that the special forces wanted a monitoring room.

A double bed was removed from the lounge and placed in the monitoring room, where the special forces took turns to lie down.

The people on Yang Mu's side want a lounge.

The dining room serves as a public space.

Of course, Yang Mu agreed, and he didn't talk nonsense, and returned to the lounge with his remaining food, but after hesitating, he still chose the upper bunk to lie down.

This can touch the ceiling, which is considered an escape path, which can go up to the mezzanine, and there is at least room for detours in case of emergencies.

An unexpected cohabitation life began, Yang Mu ignored other people, lay there and took out Wang Liang's mobile phone to fiddle, looking at the photo of Jiang Yuanyuan that he had screenshotted, and was stunned.

In fact, it was not Jiang Yuanyuan herself who made Yang Mu fascinated, but another photo placed on her desk in the background of her photo.

It was a photo of her and an old man, I didn't pay much attention to it at first, but after watching it for a long time, I realized that he knew this man, and he remembered it with worry, and hated it to the bone!

The man who took Yang Mu out of the house back then was him, and Yang Mu was only three years old at that time!

He had forgotten the specifics, forgotten where his hometown was, but he couldn't forget the face of the trafficker, who had been remembering for years.

Yang Mu escaped from the gang of human traffickers and later wandered to Hanning City.

He had always felt a sense of familiarity in the city, thinking that this should be his hometown, so he never left this place.

Now it seems that this may not be the home where he was stolen at all, but the home of the group of traffickers.

The man stole himself and took him to Hanning, where he lived for a few months before going to another country.

At that time, I was in the grade of memorization, so I had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with the city.

In fact, Yang Mu also remembered Jiang Yuanyuan.

The man locked him up in a cellar and didn't eat for two days and two nights.

In the darkness, he could only keep looking up, looking at the little light coming in from the fence overhead.

Suddenly, I saw a little girl.

The little girl didn't wear any pants, only a small red belly pocket, which is estimated to be the same age as Yang Mu.

She stood on it, biting her fingers while eating steamed buns.

The two looked at each other for a while, and the little girl grabbed a piece of steamed buns, still in the gap of the fence.

Yang Mu quickly searched in the dark, and finally found the steamed bun from the muddy sewage, put it in his mouth and swallowed it wildly.

The little girl squatted down, looked at Yang Mu who was eating, and leaked a sweet smile.

She was too young to know that the creature in the cellar was a little boy, and she couldn't tell the difference between a little boy and a puppy.

She just wanted to share the food, so she grabbed another large piece of steamed bun and threw it into the mud of the cellar......