Meng Feng: "Where to go."

Liu Yan: "The hospital."

Meng Feng: "You can't go there! The zombies ran out of there!"

The jeep made a sharp turn, dragging a harsh sound on the night road.

Liu Yan shouted: "My mother is in the hospital!" Meng Feng shouted at him: "It's too dangerous! You will die!" Liu Yan kicked Meng Feng, who was pounced, and the jeep hit the roadside. On the bench, the bang stopped.

"I'll give you the car." Liu Yan said coldly, "I wish you good luck." Then he turned to get out of the car, and was held tightly by Meng Feng.

Meng Feng said solemnly: "I'll accompany you, don't be self-willed at this time, okay?"

Liu Yan sighed, backed up the car, turned into the main road, and the street was empty. Meng Feng said, "The hospital is a high-risk area. The news at noon said that rabies patients were sent there to concentrate..."

"Stop talking!" Liu Yan roared sadly, punching the speaker hard.

Meng Feng was quiet, and Liu Yan continued to drive, gasping for breath.

"Where's your father?" Liu Yan asked.

"Still in the army." Meng Feng said, "but no one could be found."

Meng Feng's father was an army officer, and his mother ran away from home when he was very young. Meng Feng had neither father nor mother in his childhood.

His parents didn't care about him very much. His grandmother raised him. The lack of strict discipline caused him to waste his studies. It was not until he fell in love with Liu Yan in the third year of high school that he began to study seriously. However, it was too late. He failed the college entrance examination and had to join the army.

What kind of dad are you? Liu Yan has always had a lot of criticism in his heart. The university at least spends money to find an adult teacher to get a certificate for his son. Besides, after he retired from the army, Meng's father didn't even ask about his son's life at all.

"What is this?" Meng Feng found the book on the front panel of the car and flipped through the cab ceiling light.

Liu Yan: "My mentor lent it to me. It is said that the U.S. Department of Defense has published a guide to dealing with zombies on the Internet a few years ago. Many people regarded it as a joke, and later printed a lot of pamphlets and circulated them everywhere."

Meng Feng: "Did you say they have already started preparing for this? You have also seen zombies, what do you think they are?"

Liu Yan: "How would I know? We don't have to save the world, it's not bad to survive."

Meng Feng: "You can still move after you die... It's a virus, not a ghost. You are an atheist, Liu Yan."

Liu Yan: "I do hope... no, don't do this."

The jeep stopped slowly, and at the end of the road were several police cars crossing the road, and beyond that was the hospital.

Five or six policemen were talking loudly on the walkie-talkie. Liu Yan drove the car over, and a policeman ran over and shouted, "Blocked! Don't go over!"

The police slammed the car window, and there was a piercing sound of machine gunfire in front of him, making Liu Yan shudder.

Meng Feng rolled down the car window, and the policeman leaned over and said, "Go back! Go back!"

Liu Yan said, "I must go over there!"

The sound of machine gun fire was deafening, and the police shouted: "All dead! The living people have been evacuated, and there is already a quarantine area!"

Liu Yan shivered, stared at the policeman, noticed a shallow wound on his neck, and the scar had scabbed over.

There were faint purple-brown stripes on the side of the policeman's face, and he said anxiously: "Turn around! Get out of here! The government will start to evacuate soon!"

There was another explosion in the distance. The police ignored Liu Yan, made a gesture, turned and ran to the defense line.

The wailing became louder, and the whining sounded like the wind blowing. Liu Yan remembered the wind noise on the phone when he had the last conversation with his mother.

"Mom!" Liu Yan burst into tears, slammed on the accelerator, and drove towards the blockade.

Meng Feng: "Liu Yan! Wake up! Don't be impulsive!!"

Meng Feng hugged Liu Yan tightly and shouted in his ear: "I'll drive! Let me drive!"

Liu Yan slammed the steering wheel almost frantically, slammed his head again, and finally was pressed down by Meng Feng's neck, his eyes darkened, and he lay down.

When he woke up again, Liu Yan's short hair was messy, and he was reclining in the passenger seat. The yellow lights on both sides of the road flashed on his face.

Meng Feng: "You can sleep."

Liu Yan was silent, groggy, and asked, "What place is this."

"The way out of the city." Meng Feng drove intently and left Z city along the road.

Liu Yan: "Why don't you go back to your house to pack some things?"

Meng Feng shook his head, Liu Yan's eyes were blurry, and he looked out the window. Outside the third ring road in Z City, everything was as usual, and the 24-hour convenience store on the side of the road was still open.

"Notify them to evacuate." Liu Yan said tiredly.

Meng Feng replied: "The government will notify you, they already know, and no one will believe you if you rush into other people's homes and shout."

Liu Yan nodded reluctantly, they avoided the heavy topic, and no one mentioned the hospital and Liu Yan's mother.

The traffic increased and the driving speed slowed down.

Using the light, Liu Yan opened the "Zombie Survival Manual" and asked, "Don't you have anyone else you're looking for?"

Meng Feng said lightly: "There are a few comrades in arms, but they are not in the city."

Liu Yan opened the book.

[b, Escape gear: Now is the time to pick out the gear you need to sustain your life or even survive. On short transfers, a standard disaster survival kit will suffice. On longer journeys, the items listed below should be required. 】

Liu Yan said to himself: "No matter where you are going, water, 3 liters a day."

"What?" Meng Feng asked.

Liu Yan: "Stop the car."

Liu Yan pushed open the car door and got out of the car, and hurried to the convenience store on the side of the road with his wallet. The store was empty, and Meng Feng honked his horn irritably.

Liu Yan gestured to wait a moment. He went into the convenience store and bought a box of cans. Meng Feng got out of the car and ran over to help him load the things into the car. Liu Yan went into the store again and bought a flashlight, distilled water and barbecue food. Charcoal stove, and finally put the chocolate and high-concentration liquor into the car.

The car in front left, and the waiting team behind honked their horns, but more people got off and looked up.

Liu Yan closed the door and asked blankly, "Why did you leave here?"

The car owners were both male and female, and all the honking of the horn stopped. Seeing that Liu Yan did not speak, after a while, many people whispered and ran to the convenience store to start panic buying.

Meng Feng: "Let's go."

Liu Yan got in the car and moved forward again.

He spent all the cash, overdrafted more than 5,000 yuan on his credit card, bought a first aid kit, a barbecue, two buckets of water, a box of canned beef, a box of canned lunch meat, a large box of chocolates, and four flashlights. And a large row of batteries. A toy telescope, as well as a pack of soap, a pack of laundry detergent, two boxes of cookies, and ten rolls of plastic wrap.

Meng Feng said, "Are we going to your school?"

Liu Yan: "Yes, in fact, you don't need to buy so many things."

Meng Feng: "No, you should also buy a few kettles."

Liu Yan said: "There are in the school, I hope everything is fine there."

Liu Yan lowered his head and flipped through the book, and Meng Feng asked, "What does the book say?"

Liu Yan replied: "There are four levels of zombie outbreaks. The first level is the riot type. Usually only ten to twenty people will be infected with the virus, causing small-scale riots. God, this book is written by a lunatic... ."

Meng Feng: "Continue talking."

Liu Yan: "The second level is the crisis type. There are usually 20 to 100 people in action... Maybe the city center and the doctor... Maybe this is the scale near the home."

"The third level is the catastrophic type, where the number of zombies will be in the thousands, wreaking havoc in a radius of hundreds of miles. The duration of the attack plus the lengthy clean-up work may take months. At this time, the army is dispatched to block, Clean up."

"Anything else?" Meng Feng asked.

"The fourth level is the destruction type. At this time, zombies have occupied the entire world. It takes ten to fifteen years for the surviving humans to wait for them to naturally decompose or kill each other... This is ridiculous." Liu Yan's heart surged. There was a strong sense of absurdity, and he felt that what was said in the manual was simply unbelievable, but the real thing happened tonight, so he couldn't believe it, but he had to believe it.

The speed of the convoy slowed down again. Meng Feng said: "It's just a virus similar to rabies, but humans haven't found it yet. BSE, rabies, vaccines will be developed for these, and the same will be true this time."

Liu Yan nodded and looked out of the window in a trance. Although there are big differences between rabies and this virus, they also have striking similarities.

All sick people will lose their minds, wander around and attack, and they will be infected through sex. The only difference is that the former happens to the living, while the latter happens to the dead.

But who can prove that those walking zombies are dead?

Liu Yan shuddered when he thought of the security guard dragging his bowels.

The convoy moved quickly through the highway toll booth, and came to a complete stop when there were three cars left.

The loudspeaker on the toll booth said loudly: "There is construction on the road ahead. I received a new notice from the Traffic Management Bureau. All car owners are requested to move to National Highway 973. Passing here is temporarily suspended. I am very sorry for the inconvenience caused."

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Meng Feng: "What should I do? It's going to be blocked and quarantined."

Liu Yan: "Wait a minute."

The door of the first private car in front opened, and the owner jumped out of the car. The man pointed at the toll booth staff and cursed. The voice was too far to hear. Liu Yan raised his binoculars and frowned. When he saw the man's waving wrist There is a scar.

When looking at the rear of the car again, a mother shivered in surprise holding her child.

"Can you see it?" Liu Yan handed the telescope to Meng Feng, Meng Feng glanced at it, and Liu Yan said, "Behind his ears."

Meng Feng also noticed.

"Grey spots." Meng Feng said: "He should have seen zombies, he was infected."

Liu Yan: "Do you remember that policeman?"

Meng Feng gasped and nodded.

The car owner failed to negotiate, his face turned pale, he got into the car, then slammed on the accelerator, hit the switch fence with a loud bang, and rushed to the high speed.

"No rushing!" shouted the loudspeaker at the toll booth.

The patrolmen came one after another, and Liu Yan said, "Let's go decisively!"

Meng Feng gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator, followed by rushing through the toll gate, five or six cars followed closely, galloping on the high-speed, Liu Yan looked back, only to see the police car screaming, rushing over to surround the checkpoint, forming a tight seal line. All vehicles that are too late to pass the customs are stopped at the toll booth.

Liu Yan watched anxiously for a while, the scene in the distance turned into a small black spot, and the lights on both sides of the expressway flew by quickly. Until this time, the two were really relieved.

"Let me drive." Liu Yan said tiredly.

Meng Feng said: "Go eat something, rest for a while, and drive in the second half of the night."

Liu Yan went back to the back seat to check. He had been hungry all day. He opened a packet of biscuits, filled his stomach with the distilled water he had not finished drinking, and asked, "What is this?"

Meng Feng turned his head and glanced, Liu Yan was holding a folder with several contracts in it.

"Work." Meng Feng said expressionlessly.

"Accident insurance...personal safety...lifetime insurance..." Liu Yan said, "You sell insurance? How many?"

Meng Feng looked at the road ahead and replied, "No one was sold."

Liu Yan: "You are not suitable for this job."

Meng Fengwo sighed furiously.

"The monthly salary depends on the commission. There is only a basic salary of 500 a month." Meng Feng's voice was low and depressed: "The job arranged by the government is too long, so I can only find a living first."

Liu Yan said: "You should be lucky that you didn't sell it, otherwise your psychology will be even more unbalanced. Most of your company has lost money and went bankrupt now, and you won't be able to issue a single cent."

Meng Feng and Liu Yan both laughed.

Liu Yan said happily: "If we come back alive this time, I'll buy one..." Before he finished speaking, Meng Feng said, "Be careful!" Then he slammed the steering wheel.

The sound of the brakes almost pierced the ear drum. The two cars hit the highway at the same time. Meng Feng and Liu Yan's jeep slid to the right side of the road. On the fence, there was a loud bang.

"What's wrong?" Liu Yan unfastened his seat belt, leaning against the window and panting.

The little girl's shrill scream cut through the silent night sky and came out from the smashed private car.

The woman screamed miserably: "Help—" The voice stopped abruptly.

The little girl's scream was like a sharp whistle, hysterical, Liu Yan shivered and reached for the binoculars, and saw a pool of blood spurting out from the back seat of the private car, splashing on the glass.

Meng Feng grabbed the telescope and glanced at it, then put it down immediately, and the surroundings were silent.

Then the car window slammed, and Liu Yan and Meng Feng both felt chills.

"Let's go..." Liu Yan said, "The mother and daughter should all be dead."

Meng Feng nodded reluctantly, stepped on the accelerator, drove onto the road, raised his tail smoke and galloped into the night.

They didn't speak. After a long time, Liu Yan suddenly unbuttoned his shirt, shaking his arm, Meng Feng said, "Don't scare yourself!"

Liu Yan's bare upper body is fair and well-proportioned. He wiped his arm with a disinfectant tissue, and then carefully recalled the time from seeing the first zombie to the time he met Meng Feng, and confirmed that he did not have direct physical contact with the zombie.

He repeatedly wiped the index finger and the left hand that had the eyeball with a wet tissue, and finally nervously took out the medical alcohol from the first aid kit and poured it on his hand shaking.

Meng Feng pressed the steering wheel with his left hand, and held Liu Yan's wrist tightly with his right hand.

"What are you afraid of?" Meng Feng smiled and said, "Even if you are infected, it's only me who suffers."

Liu Yan thought about it too, put away the alcohol, Meng Feng let go, and said to himself, "What if I become a zombie?"

"I don't know." Liu Yan said, "Don't expect me to save you."

"You don't need to save me." Meng Feng said, "Remember to escape then."

Liu Yan said, "No."

He looked at Meng Feng seriously, Meng Feng leaned over the steering wheel with his elbows on his elbows, and fixed his gaze on Liu Yan's eyes, asking him to take a closer look.

"I don't have that kind of spots." Meng Feng smiled handsomely: "I'm very good at it, or take off my clothes for you to see?"

With a smile in Liu Yan's eyes: "No, thank you, in fact, I don't care if you have scars on your body."

Meng Feng: "What are you thinking about? Miss me?"

Liu Yan: "One thing, I suddenly want to take a closer look at you."

Liu Yan said in a low voice, "It doesn't matter if I do. Either I ate you or you ate me. It's not much fun to live alone."

"Yeah." Meng Feng agreed: "It's lonely to live alone."

Speaking of pressing the radio on the car, Liu Yan rolled down the car window, and the cool summer night wind blew in, carrying rock music flying all the way on the highway.

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