Liu Yan walked into the farm. There were four three-storey buildings, each with a simple wind turbine. In the evening, Yu Ma started to cook, and the smoke was wafting from the kitchen. They hardly ate a meal these days. cooked food.

In the cafeteria, Yu's mother served the meal. Liu Yan glanced at it and found that there were nearly a hundred more people, including men and women, and more women than men.

"I'm still afraid that the mark won't work." Hu Jue said: "I can't sleep every day, but fortunately you found it."

Meng Feng spit out a mouthful of rice and asked, "Mark?"

Deng Changhe said: "Didn't you find it according to the mark?"

Zhang Min said blankly: "No... is it covered by the wind and snow? Where did you make the mark?"

Hu Jue didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "We passed through Hanzhong and Baoji along the way. All the road signs have Mongolian characters and arrows drawn, so that you can go northwest..."

"It's a fool!" Meng Feng roared angrily: "We are going to the east of Xi'an! National Road 108! Cassia! You can't trust this immortal to guide the way!"

The crowd burst into laughter, and Liu Yan shook his head helplessly.

"Thank you Lord Jesus for your guidance." Wu Weiguang said, "I finally found it."

Liu Yan nodded, and Hu Jue said, "I can finally unload the burden and leave it to you."

Liu Yan was not humble and said, "There are still many places that need your help in the future."

Hu Jue nodded and smiled: "I won't refuse."

Meng Feng and Liu Yan were very familiar with the people rescued in the shelter, and they were excited one by one that day, while the 117 people Hu Jue rescued by way of Yan'an did not know them at all.

Meng Feng and Zhang Min had eaten, and they went to talk to the new refugees one by one, give them tests, and form formations.

Liu Yan took over the distribution map and resources of the entire farm, as well as the personnel list, and called everyone for a meeting. Everything is taken for granted, there is no sex and calculation when Lin Musen is there, and there is no conflict of ideas.

The new map mode for strategic development is opened, and the game begins.

After they had a meeting in the lobby on the second floor of the farmer, Liu Yan integrated everyone's opinions, recorded the strengths of the members in detail, and began to plan the second construction.

This time, it is finally completely safe, no matter the weather, the location or the people.

The weather is undoubtedly the biggest factor, and the cold will last for a long time.

Location: The farmhouse is located in the most secluded part of the Taihang Mountains. It is not the only way to travel from north to south. Unless the zombies go over the mountains, there is only a small chance of being attacked here.

The migration path of the zombies is still unclear to Liu Yan. Whether it is a southward journey or a spring northward like a migratory bird, they will not come here on purpose.

Three hundred kilometers east of the farm is Xi'an, west is Tianshui, and northwest is Lanzhou. There is a gas station ten kilometers away, and there are many villages around, but they are all small towns inhabited by less than a hundred people.

Renren: Lin Musen's gangster management mode is finally over, and everyone is relieved. Although this zombie tide does not know when it will end, perhaps tomorrow, or 30 years from now, the road ahead may be long and cruel, but as long as we have mutual trust, everything will gradually improve.

In the evening, Liu Yan packed up the list and handed it over to Hu Jue, saying, "I'll leave the personnel affairs to you. I'm not suitable for management, so I can only fiddle with gadgets. It's hard work."

Hu Jue is ten years older than Liu Yan, and looks like a well-mannered elder brother, but he has never held his own age. Hearing this, he smiled and took the order to make arrangements. Liu Yan opened the curtains of the study, and it snowed outside again. Jue Ming and several children were having a snowball fight. Zhang Min and Meng Feng each led a group of people to talk.

He will be living here from tomorrow, and the two rooms on the third floor have been cleaned and are reserved for them.

There was a knock on the door, Liu Yan turned around, and Wu Weiguang pushed the door in.

Liu Yan said, "Pastor, how is your mission going?"

Wu Weiguang replied, "I didn't come to preach to you, but if you have the idea of ​​taking refuge in the Lord, I am willing to show you a way."

Liu Yan said: "Forget it, I don't have this idea at the moment. What?"

Wu Weiguang seemed to have a hard time with words. After thinking about it for a minute, he said, "Christmas will be in a few days."

Liu Yan thought for a while, and joked: "Meng Feng is very...don't like to see this festival. But I promise he won't interfere with you."

Wu Weiguang rubbed his nose, laughed, and said, "Please walk around, I think they have a lot to say to you."

Liu Yan said happily: "Well, I'm planning to do this."

Everyone came back at dusk. It was a full and busy day. Meng Feng, wearing fingerless gloves and a full military uniform, explained the defensive arrangement here to a dozen men in the dining room. These people are the team captains he temporarily selected.

Zhang Min hugged Cassia, crossed his long legs, and occasionally interjected to express his opinions.

"That's it for the time being." Meng Feng said, "Our plan has to be coordinated with the gadgets Liu Yan has tinkered with before we can start the detailed arrangement. Everyone just needs to have some ideas in advance..." Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Liu Yan going downstairs. , casually ordered: "Disband first, and prepare for dinner."

There is a dilapidated corridor on the side of the restaurant, leading to the public lounge in the middle. Behind the lounge is the chess and card room. Four long-shaped small buildings surround the central pool, garden and rockery.

"The previous owner here was an elegant person." Liu Yan held Meng Feng's little finger, shook it lazily, and said with a smile, "Landscape painting, bamboo, look."

Zhang Min and Jue Ming held hands and walked staggeringly behind, Zhang Min said, "Well, there is a bamboo forest."

Meng Feng said, "I can raise a few pandas here in the future. Liu Yan used to like pandas very much."

Liu Yan: "..."

Zhang Min smiled and said, "It's exactly what I want. Cassia also likes pandas very much."

Cassia: "Christmas in a few days? Is there a gift? Panda is a gift?"

Meng Feng: "Oh, forget it, what's so good about that kind of foreign festival, don't forget the things of the ancestors..."

Liu Yan: "What does Christmas have to do with forgetting the things of the ancestors? Don't steal the concept."

Jue Ming: "It's just..."

Meng Feng: "Anyway, I don't care about foreign devils' stuff. I don't know Jesus, and I don't know Jesus, huh?"

Zhang Min: "Uh huh huh?"

Liu Yan: "You were scolded for being late for the festival with me that winter, so you just took your anger on Jesus..."

Meng Feng: "How many times have I told you that the train is delayed! Is it easy for me to ask for a leave? I have come back to accompany you for a foreign devil's festival. The danger of destroying the corpse and destroying the traces comes back by train, see you at 6 o'clock in the afternoon, and go back by car at 10 o'clock in the evening, it is only four hours, and it depends on your face..."

Cassia: "Meow Meow Meow..."

Zhang Min: "Wang Wang Wang!"

Liu Yan: "Sergeant Meng Feng! Don't force me to expose you! I waited for you in the cold wind of the station for ten hours, and it was you who fell asleep in the car and sat there..."

Meng Feng: "Ah! The lights are very bright here! Is there a camera?"

Zhang Min: "Let's go over there and take a look."

Cassia: "I'll find a camera."

Zhang Min and Jue Ming pretended, danced a few steps, and walked away.

The electricity is not too sufficient, but the basic lighting and facilities are sufficient. The previous owner of the farmhouse took good care of it, and there are batteries to prevent power outages.

Today, when Liu Yan and the others came back, the hall was brightly lit. Elvis' "hey jude" came slowly from the side hall, and there was an indescribable romance in the music.

"I'm just... too excited for two days in a row." Meng Feng said regretfully: "Thinking of being able to come back to see you, I can't sleep for forty-eight hours... So in the car..."

Liu Yan: "It's over if you don't say it early, what do you want to save face for? Is it difficult to admit that you love me so much? It's not too shameful, and you won't lose any meat, so why not do it?"

Meng Feng's teeth were itchy, and he really wanted to punch Liu Yan.

Wen Qiege stood quietly outside the chess and card room. He was tall and tall, dressed in a field uniform, and his face was serious and awe-inspiring.

Liu Yan glanced at Wen Qiege, he seemed to be waiting for someone here, his eyes touched Liu Yan and Meng Feng slightly, and then turned away. Meng Feng said: "This kid did a good job. They said that he killed a lot of zombies along the way, let Deng Changhe protect others in the car, and went down alone to open the way... More than a hundred people rescued from Yan'an and Xi'an later, He was the one who brought people to rescue."

Liu Yan whispered: "I'm going to talk to him?"

Wen Qiege said, "Liu Yan, you are back."

Liu Yan nodded and glanced sideways. Meng Feng took off his hat and smoked on the sofa. Liu Yan said, "I heard you did a good job."

Wen Qiege said, "The one who was locked up...how is he? Did you see it before you left?"

After a brief period of confusion, Liu Yan remembered the person who died indirectly in Wen Qie Singer in the shelter.

"Yeah." Liu Yan lied and said, "The last one we left, Meng Feng opened the lock, let him out, joined their new zombie friends, and joined the army of moving south."

Wen Qie's expression loosened a little, but there was still sadness between his brows and eyes.

Liu Yan finally understood that the people who Wen Qiege was waiting for were them.

Wen Qiege said, "I want to show you something, but I don't know how to decide..."

Liu Yan turned his head and said, "The boss!"

Meng Feng smiled and got up, leaning on Liu Yan's shoulder, Wen Qige glanced at them, and said, "Come here."

His expression seemed to be difficult to choose. He didn't speak along the way. He led them up to the second floor. The easternmost corridor in the resort was very humid, and the floors and walls were cold and desolate.

Meng Feng glanced at the end of the corridor. Everyone lived in the west building, and there was no accommodation in the east building.

Wen Qiege took out a bunch of keys, opened the door of 217, and led them in.

There was no electricity in the dark and damp room. Lin Musen was lying on the bed. A thin blanket was covering his body. His feet were cut off at the knees.

The room smelled bad, but it looked like someone was cleaning every now and then, and there were a few wildflowers in a glass vase on the bedside table.

Lin Musen was about to die, he was lying on the bed breathing slowly like asthma, his chest undulating like a bellows.

"When we found him, his feet were pressed under the armored vehicle," Wen Qiege said.

Liu Yan nodded and said, "I'm still thinking, when are you going to tell me about this."

Meng Feng frowned and said, "How do you know he's still alive?"

Liu Yan smiled: "The wind turbine was designed by Tang Yichuan. He didn't ask us about his sister's whereabouts, which proves that it has been found. Most of the time, Lin Musen..."

"Let Zhang Min come over." Meng Feng said, "Show him."

Wen Qiege was relieved, and hurried out to call someone.

After a while, Zhang Min came, took off the blanket under Lin Musen, and took a look.

"Medicine is very scarce." Wu Weiguang said, "I can only amputate him."

Zhang Min said: "Even if his limbs are amputated, he should not live long. His knees are completely necrotic, and the muscle tissue is infected with pus... Fortunately, there is no virus."

Wu Weiguang said, "Mr. Zhang, can you treat him with acupuncture and ointment of traditional Chinese medicine."

Zhang Min said, "I'll try my best. It's hard to say."

Everyone in the room was silent, and Lin Musen opened his eyes.

"Liu Yan." Lin Musen said.

"Brother Sen." Liu Yan's tone was calm.

Lin Musen said, "I put a bag under the...the container truck, on the axle...give it to...Yixiao."

No one answered him, and Lin Musen said again, "Xiao Wen, our brothers... How many are still alive today."

Wen Qiege replied, "Six."

Lin Musen smiled helplessly and said, "Where's Wang Shu?"

Wen Qiege said: "The people in that car, except you and Tang Yixiao, the rest are dead."

Lin Musen nodded slowly and said, "In the future, let them listen to you..."

"...You, listen to Meng Feng, and recognize him as the eldest brother." Lin Musen sighed, like a leader explaining the funeral, closed his eyes, and said, "The window is a little leaky, go and help ... Sen brother make up. "

They left Lin Musen's cell, Wen Qiege locked the door, and sighed.

Meng Feng stayed behind, went downstairs with him, and asked, "How long have you been with him as his little brother?"

Wen Qiege said: "Five years."

Meng Feng knew that Wen Qiege had some feelings for this leader after all, he turned around at the corner, and the two stood face to face, Meng Feng said, "Listen, I'm not your elder brother, and there's no need to listen to everything. mine."

Wen Qiege nodded, Meng Feng said, "All people are created equal, you just need to be responsible for your own conscience."

Wu Weiguang planned a Christmas dinner, and Liu Yan made some handmade gifts for many new members of the team, such as a multi-purpose saber and a fishing rod - you can go fishing in the spring.

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There are also medals for children: Meng Feng expanded the system again, except for the Wogua Team, the Potato Thunder Team (bomb-burying sappers), the Timid Mushroom Team, the Sunflower Team (logistics staff), and the Pea Shooter Team ( Sniper), Watermelon Pitcher Team (Grenadier), and the Destruction Mushroom Team, a suicide attack team, with only one member: Commander Wen Qiege.

He gave Wen Qiege the shoulder emblem of a destroying mushroom. These days, Wen Qiege is always out of the group, doesn't laugh, doesn't speak, like a criminal who isolates himself.

He sat alone while eating, never participated in the game of cards, and thought about things in front of the heavy snow.

But if he sees something, he will take the initiative to do it. The death of those two people still has a shadow in his heart. He works in the cold, from morning till night.

He took the last five underworld brothers left by Lin Musen and repaired the greenhouse in the backyard.

The warehouse is stocked with a large amount of seeds, bags of vegetables and flower seeds. The seeds of melons and fruits are prepared by the farmer and are specially provided to the vacationers who come to play the farmhouse. The people here in the past have all turned into zombies, and the livestock they raised have all run away from hunger. Flocks of chickens hid in dilapidated greenhouses to avoid the cold, and pecking at vegetable leaves and earthworms, green vegetables, and tomatoes without fertilization, growing like plants, and becoming a self-sufficient ecological cycle.

The ducks went out for a stroll during the day and went back to the greenhouse in the afternoon to find food. Liu Yan was really amazed at the vigorous vitality of nature. Most of these poultry survived without anyone taking care of them.

Fertilizers and pesticides are readily available. There is also a lot of grain, and the large bags of flour and rice in the granary are enough for them to eat for a year. The drainage system is connected to a nearby underground water channel, which has already been built, and the domestic waste is discharged into a tributary of the river channel and merged into the sewage river on the outer edge of Xi'an.

In this self-sufficient farm, there is very little domestic waste, and most of the fertilizer is manure from pigs, chickens and ducks. There is little pollution to nature.

Behind the spacious farm is a large area of ​​fields that stretches all the way to the river. There are also several abandoned machines used for arable land, all of which can be used after Liu Yan's remodeling.

Zhang Min and his people patrolled along the eastern river bank and found lost cows and pigs. In a cave, he found three bony sows and several litters of shivering piglets.

Zhang Min brought them back, and Liu Yan joked: "Find a few more dogs, and the farm will be complete."

"You can farm?" Meng Feng said.

"Isn't it possible to learn?" Liu Yan was reading a book about crop planting. These books were not thrown into the snow when Deng Changhe led the army to flee on the long march. Liu Yan really didn't know whether to laugh at the police officer. Stupid or praise him smart.

Next spring they will clear the fields and plant the first crops of wheat. A college student from Nannong University and another latecomer from West China Agricultural University joined them. Everything has stabilized. The seeds of hope are taking root, sprouting, branching and blooming in this isolated land.

Meng Feng said: "Let's go, go out and build a snowman."

Liu Yan said, "I don't have time."

Meng Feng: "Have a break, you see, now? There, Zhang Jueming's little classmate is having a lot of fun."

Liu Yan: "No, go and play with him. Live until you are old and learn. It is not good to waste your studies."

Meng Feng: "Don't force me to be rough."

Liu Yan: "Come on! Brother Feng, you are now the boss and you are getting fatter..."

Meng Feng didn't say a word, he hugged Liu Yan, shouted loudly, and jumped from the second floor.

Snowballs flew from all directions in an instant, Liu Yan got up from Meng Feng, who was thrown to the ground, and fled in embarrassment amid the surrounding laughter. Ju Ming took his team members murderously to outflank in two ways, killing them, and Liu Yan begged for mercy. While escaping, Meng Feng dashed forward, chasing after him.

Liu Yan fell in the snow, Meng Feng caught up, hugged and kissed, was pushed away by Liu Yan, and rushed up again.

"Baby!" Zhang Min said, "I'm back!"

"Your father told you to go home for dinner, kiss!" Meng Feng turned back and shouted at Cassia, who was still unfinished: "Kicked by a donkey!" Said Bi's face was hit by another Cascade snowball, and Liu Yan fell into the snow together.

Meng Feng carried Liu Yan on his back, and a line of footprints slanted in the snow, extending into the distance.

"The boss here." Meng Feng looked up at the birch forest and the wooden house in the forest: "He's a rich man."

Liu Yan was buried on Meng Feng's shoulders, and he was carried on his back with a sway. His shoulders were broad and his back was firm and reliable.

"Well." Liu Yan said casually: "I can see that you are single?"

Meng Feng said, "Didn't you read the sundries in the study? Last time I sorted out a stack of love letters, which he wrote to his wife when he was young."

"He turned out to be an educated youth in the 1960s, a little older than our parents." Meng Feng said with much emotion: "After returning to the city, he started his own business, started his own business in the 1990s, married that girl, and has no children. After earning tens of millions of assets, I sold the company to a big company, brought my wife here, and opened a farmhouse."

Liu Yan smiled softly: "It's a very interesting life, and there are not many people who can retreat bravely."

Meng Feng nodded and said: "I saw those love letters. He still misses the life of an educated youth when he went to the countryside. The girl is from the countryside and has always supported him to start a business. I didn't expect that after opening the farm, the proprietress died within a few years. , he is left to take care of this place alone, and he has hired some people to take care of it, look ahead."

They stopped in the birch forest behind the wooden house, in front of two tombstones.

One of the tombstones is a white marble slab, smooth and uninscribed, and the other is inscribed "The Tomb of My Wife Rui Wanwan".

"It should be the virus brought by people who came to take refuge in the city." Meng Feng said: "This boss has also turned into a zombie. After Hu Jue solved him, he found this place when searching the neighborhood. Look, he buried his wife. , and a tomb was left for him to be buried in after he died."

Liu Yan said, "Where's the corpse?"

Meng Feng said, "I asked them to move in and bury it a few days ago."

Liu Yan nodded, and stood in front of the tombstone for a while holding hands with Meng Feng, and then said, "Thank you for the farm you left behind, and I hope you will meet again in the sky."

"Eating!" Deng Changhe shouted loudly: "Meng Feng! Liu Yan! Today's New Year's dinner! Hurry back!"

Meng Feng: "I carried you when I came, but now you carry me."

He couldn't help but say that it was on Liu Yan's body, and Liu Yan took a difficult step, staggering and struggling to move forward. Just like Cassia carrying a huge naughty leopard plush doll on his back, Meng Feng dragged his feet on the snow, Liu Yan carried Meng Feng out 50 meters, threw himself into the snow, and simply pretended to be dead. Moved.

December 31, 2012, New Year's Eve.

Meng Feng ordered forty bottles of rice wine to be opened. Two hundred people would eat meat and make a fuss in the hall. Drumming to pass flowers, telling jokes and singing.

Zhang Min is very popular, and as soon as he drinks, he gets drunk by turns and lies on the sofa.

"Dad..." Jue Ming said.

Meng Feng: "Dear! Your dad is down! He's going to vomit! Go play the radio! Come back later! Make him kneel on the washboard at night!"

The men noisily carried Zhang Min aside. At 11:40 at night, Hu Jue sang in English deeply and nicely. Deng Changhe played the guitar in the middle, and Zhang Min was woken up by screams and applause.

"Brother Min, will you? Come one, come one." The police officer handed over the guitar.

With a buzzing sound, Zhang Min took the guitar and played a song with a smile. The girls below screamed and clapped wildly.

"Wait, let's see what to play." Zhang Minjiu was overwhelmed, smiled handsomely, took the old guitar that was dug out from the relic pile, and turned to the sheet music left by the former owner. over a page.

"It's almost the countdown." Zhang Min said, "There are still five minutes, so stop playing."

"Another one -" the crowd shouted.

"Where's Cassia?" Liu Yan turned to look for someone.

Meng Feng drank a little high and said, "The countdown is almost here, you go find Cassia."

"Tell Brother Wen to come down and do magic!" Xie Fenghua knocked on the bottle and said with a smile, "Brother Wen will do magic!"

Liu Yan turned and went upstairs, Wen Qige closed the door from the second floor and came out without locking the door, standing in the corridor, looking out the window at the snow.

Liu Yan said, "Did Lin Musen eat?"

Lin Musen's condition has worsened again and again these days, and he only eats very little every day. Today is New Year's Eve. When they were partying in the restaurant downstairs, Liu Yan told Wen Qiege to bring some food.

Wen Qiege said: "He died."

Liu Yan sighed and said, "Dead... The affairs of his life will be settled. I wish him a peaceful departure."

Wen Qiege said, "The pastor has prayed for him."

Liu Yan nodded and said, "The countdown is immediate, you go down, Fenghua will make you do magic. When it's dawn, Meng Feng will bring someone to bury him."

Wen Qiege said, "Okay, Liu Yan, I'll show you a magic trick."

Wen Qiege took out a coin, flicked it with his left hand, grabbed it with his right hand, opened his palm, and inside was a ball of snowballs.

Liu Yan laughed.

Wen Qiege said, "Liu Yan, Happy New Year." He straightened his collar and walked down the stairs.

Liu Yan stood outside the door, but in the end he didn't push the door.

"Brother Sen, goodbye." Liu Yan said outside the door, then turned and walked to the third floor.

A gust of cold wind blew from the corridor on the third floor, Cassia was wearing a cotton hat and thick gloves, his face was red, wrapped in a thick coat, holding a radio, sitting on the window sill, the antenna was stretched out, pointing out the dark window Sky.

Xiaoxue fell into pieces, and Cassia turned the FM knob to the left and then to the right.

Liu Yan said, "You are really playing the radio here."

Cassia said: "Huh? I don't drink. Did he vomit."

Liu Yan said: "Go on, the countdown is on, 2013 is coming soon."

"Ten-nine-eight-seven-"

The countdown from downstairs came from far away, and Liu Yan did not leave. He simply stood behind Jue Ming and quietly looked at the silent sky outside.

"Baby—" Zhang Min ran upstairs.

"Six-five-four-"

At that moment, the whole farm was brightly lit, all the lights were on, and three words were written on the wooden sign hanging at the entrance of the farm - "Yongwang Town".

The five-color lights wrapped around the wooden sign light up, and the colorful Christmas tree stands in the snow.

Meng Feng walked up the spiral staircase.

"three two"

"one!"

"yeah!"

Cheers came from far away in the snow, and the next second, a calm and reliable male voice sounded.

"This is the China branch of the International Rescue Organization Alliance. Today is 0:00 on January 1, 2013. On behalf of the Chinese military, the government is here to call all survivors..."

Liu Yan: "..."

Cassia is inexplicable, looking down at the radio in his hand.

"In the past five months, mankind has suffered the most severe disaster in history, radio channels have been cut off, and all cities in the country have been caused by a virus..."

"Meng Feng—!" Liu Yan grabbed Cassia's hand and rushed down the stairs. Zhang Min, who went upstairs, immediately picked up Cassia and rushed downstairs.

"Quiet! Quiet! Listen!" Meng Feng roared.

The two hundred people in the entire hall fell silent, not even hearing the sound of breathing. The only thing that sounded was the radio in Cassia's hand. Liu Yan was shaking and turned the volume to the maximum.

"In the past five months, we have seen little hope, the infected have destroyed our homeland, which is a devastating blow, but disaster can never destroy the tenacious will of human beings to survive."

"In the past five months, we have established the headquarters of the Pacific Rescue Base on the high seas, the Chinese government has established a rescue organization, and joined the international allied forces. The world is sending a large number of rescuers to various places. No matter how difficult your current situation is, please Don't give up hope of living..."

"Today is the first day of 2013. So far, the signal transmission towers all over the country have been repaired at the cost of life in exchange for the military, and they were disconnected at 0:00 on January 1, 2013, and the signal network has been initially confirmed. , covering most of the country.”

"If you hear this broadcast, please tell the living to avoid the tide of infected people heading south, prepare supplies and medicines for life support and cold weather, and enter the northern provinces and cities, especially avoid the southeastern coastal provinces and the Central Plains. Rescue teams Searching for survivors in the province..."

At that moment, everyone burst into tears, and finally, after the fifth month of isolation from the outside world, hearing the first call of a human survivor, the feeling was indescribable.

"Please listen to the survivors of this broadcast and tell each other to move closer to your nearest radio tower, and tie a white cloth on the radio tower to show the safety of the surrounding area, and a black cloth to show that there are still infected people roaming around in the surrounding area. , not entirely safe."

"Please mark the direction around the signal tower, mark it properly, and leave, and look for hidden spots within 50 kilometers. When the rescue team arrives, they will search and rescue within 50 kilometers centered on the signal tower..."

"If you are safe now, please help all the uninfected survivors as much as possible, encourage each other, and live strong. If you are using weapons against your compatriots who are still alive, taking the opportunity of disaster to rob and kill, please take it back. Your hand, save all those in need. This is not the end of the world, but a test for China, for mankind, and for the entire planet."

"Please don't give up hope, and at the same time keep in mind the morality and love we were born with. The people of the whole country are united, united and help each other. The place you are standing is China. As long as you don't give up on yourself, the country will never give up on you."

"Follow-up search requires your patience. Our principle and position is not to give up everyone who survives. This message is sent every half an hour. Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year." Liu Yan whispered, "Uncle Meng."

——Volume 1·Blood Twilight·end——

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