This is a side street adjacent to the road. In the dialect, there are residential buildings on both sides, and the ground floors are shops of different sizes. The streets shrouded in darkness have no human atmosphere. The night wind blows the street trees and makes a "rustling" sound, adding to the terrifying meaning.

Su Hao still ate fried rice slowly. He is familiar with history and knows that the mutant creatures of this period shall not exceed "1" at most. They are not their opponents. When he walked into this street, he set up some warning devices on the road a hundred meters away. This method of hunters in the future world is often used by a few small stones on the empty hard ground, and an empty can or a glass wine bottle is placed on the top. This inverted triangle swinging method is unstable. A slight touch will cause the empty bottle to fall down and hit the ground, making a sharp and harsh sound.

Most of this simple warning device is designed for monsters under wisdom. In a dead and quiet night, the sound of the "Dingling Dang Dang" can spread far, and people who are alert enough to respond in time.

If a large-scale corpse appears, Su Hao can leave quickly as soon as possible. So far, the surroundings are as calm as usual, and there is no accidental interruption of his supper.

But he still discovered the abnormality.

There was movement in the residential building opposite the street. On the fourth floor, with his location as the midpoint, there seemed to be survivors in the room slightly to the left. The curtains were very thick, and Su Hao could not see whether the peeping eyes behind the curtain were male or female? He could only detect it through his dispersed thinking consciousness. Because the distance was too far and beyond the normal search range, the weak consciousness tentacles could only vaguely simulate a blurred image. Judging from the rough appearance and physical height, he should be an eight- or nine-year-old child.

This conclusion surprised Su Hao. He put away his half-eat lunch box, found the entrance to the residential building, walked up the fourth floor along the steps, and stopped at the corresponding door of the room.

The consciousness search image became clearer and clearer. You could sense that this was a house of more than 50 square meters, with a standard two-bedroom and one living room, with only one child. He had already noticed Su Hao's movements, and stood on the other side of the door, staring nervously outside through the cat's eyes.

Through the security door, Su Hao clearly felt the tension and fear coming from behind the door. The reinforced nerve consciousness made him find that the child's body temperature was rising. This showed that the other party's blood flow was accelerating, and the door was getting more and more rapid and heavier, and the deeper breathing at the door also proved this.

A chaotic and disorganized world, strangers are equivalent to enemies.

Su Hao can understand that in the future world, children are often food or currency among wilderness refugees. Eat them when they are hungry. Young girls with good looks can be exchanged for bullets or other necessities for daily life.

Su Hao frowned, didn't say anything, nor knocked on the door.

The dispersed detection consciousness found that there was another person in the room.

To be precise, it should be a zombie. It seemed to be tied up by ropes and other things, locked in the room next to the living room. The zombie's mouth should be stuffed with a towel and could not howl. It was struggling all the time, but it could only stay in place and could not move.

A child, a zombie... from any perspective, this matter is weird.

Su Hao really wanted to break into the door violently. After thinking for a few seconds, he finally gave up this idea.

The light in the corridor was very dark, and the eyes behind the cat's eyes were staring at him. At such a close distance, the spreading tentacles of consciousness had simulated the child's approximate shape and appearance. His muscles were tight, holding a long-handled screwdriver in his left hand and a kitchen knife in his right hand.

Su Hao stood in the depths of the darkness and was silent for about five minutes.

He untied his backpack, took out a pack of compressed dry food with a half kilogram, a few pieces of chocolate, two bottles of clean water, and the box of half-length fried rice, and gently placed it at the closed door. After doing all this, he turned around and left.

..

Many historical research materials in the future world record such stories - humans at the beginning of the virus outbreak were almost stupid and kind. They knew that zombies would cause death, but they could not abandon their infected relatives. Facing mutated husbands, wives, children, and parents, the only thing they could do was to tie, imprison and lock the other party in a room that no one knew, and try to use various methods to restore the infected person to its original state. Those methods are ridiculous and absurd. Some inject formalin solution into the zombies, hoping to relieve the speed of muscle rot. Some people took antibiotics to the zombies, and some people put on a TV in front of the zombies, repeatedly playing old family videos, singing to the zombies, and wanting to recall memories with the other party's most familiar things.

None of these practices have been successful——Viral erosion has penetrated into the brain of infected people, and the zombie brainstem has gradually replaced the cerebral cortex and become a new memory carrier. Sound waves stimulate the cochlear ganglia around the spiral to replace the naked eye and become the main detection organ. The visual weakening effect is even worse than that of newborn babies. They have evolved into another kind of creature. There are some fragmented memory fragments in the brain, and these weak consciousnesses cannot dominate, which makes them somewhat confused when eating their relatives, but they will never suddenly realize it, and it is even more impossible to stop chewing.

In 2031, military researchers discovered a man in the old city of Urumqi. He and his wife who mutated into zombies lived in the ruins for eleven years. The man dug a basement under the residential building to slow down the decay by reducing the ambient temperature. He has been catching mice and even killing strangers he met to feed the mutant wife. In that basement, researchers found a large number of expired antibiotic dry powder empty bottles. Varieties include ceftriaxone sodium, zoline sodium and tame fat. The man admitted that the drugs were from major hospitals in the city. He refused to accept help,

Suicide threatened researchers not to get close... Out of curiosity about the zombie who was fed in the basement for eleven years and still maintained the "-1" state, and wanted to collect more relevant research data, the military sent a combat team to monitor the man's house. They kept sending people to contact the man and gave him a lot of food and medicine. However, this kindness seemed to the man as an attempt to take his wife away. In fear and rage, he smashed his wife's head with an axe, then hugged the rotten body and jumped down from the roof of the six-story building.

Su Hao could have broken into the door, killed the zombie, and taken away the child.

He couldn't find a reason to do so.

Everything in that door belongs to that child. In his opinion, the kindness of others is hostility. In order to protect the most precious existence in his heart, many people are not afraid of death.

Very tragic.

Very painful.

Very small.

But it makes people want to cry.

Everyone has their own beliefs for it, it has nothing to do with humility or loftiness. Just like children crying because their parents throw away the tadpoles they caught after finally being caught, adults cannot understand their inner feelings.

There is a poet in the future world who left a sentence like this.

"When the ugly zombie rushed over, I saw my mother's shadow in its dark and yellow eyes."

..

Su Hao smashed the window of a "Toyota" sedan on the side of the road and drove it through the city. At dawn, he had already arrived in the suburbs and drove along a cement branch barely enough to run between two cars into the yard surrounded by high walls.

This is a rather alternative military control area. There is a warning tower standing around the gate and the courtyard, a power grid is installed at the top of the fence, and the ground at the entrance has steel plates with cross-sections of more than two meters. According to the practice of military setting up bases in the future, Su Hao speculated that this should be a transverse automatic lifter with a cement pier with a height of more than half a meter. Once the power is turned on and rises from the ground, an anti-armor isolation belt can be formed immediately.

There was no one, no zombies. The surroundings were surprisingly quiet.

There is only a two-story building built on the inner wall. Almost all the doors of the room are open, and there are scattered footprints and drag marks everywhere. There are no signs of fighting or fighting. There are two heavy military trucks parked on the north side of the yard. I don’t know if it can still be used. There is a cement platform with the "H" sign in the middle of the lawn on the east side, which is empty and there are no helicopters.

The cold morning air was quickly swept away by the sun, and the heat and dullness meant that the time was approaching noon. Just like what I did last night, Su Hao set a warning in front of the entrance of the yard with an empty drink bottle, and then approached the truck to check it carefully---He was lucky: a car had a key inserted under the steering wheel, and half a box of gasoline was left.

When searching for unknown areas, first ensure a safe and quick retreat. This is one of the laws of survival in the future world.

Su Hao looked at the structural diagram of the institute on a military computer and understood that the role of surface buildings is only defense and camouflage. The real core is located underground.

The absence of battle signs means that everyone here evacuated in time. They may have only taken away the most important documents and data, but left some too heavy weapons - the 12.7mm caliber heavy machine guns on the four alert towers were all there, and the ammunition box next to them was not opened. All Su Hao needed to do was to remove them and load them onto the truck.

The top floor of the small building is equipped with a solar power system. In the plateau area, the penetration rate of this clean energy is very wide. Su Hao searched around the ground and found six separate garages. Five of them were empty, and the remaining one was a wheeled light infantry fighting vehicle parked inside. It may have had some kind of fault, the turret was separated from the body and hung high on the top of the warehouse by a winch. The wheels were also unloaded, and there was a large pile of various parts next to it, emitting a strong smell of motor oil.

Despite some regrets, Su Hao still had to give up the idea of ​​repairing this armored vehicle - he is not a omnipotent god and is not good at repairing machinery. What's more, this is not an ordinary concept of civilian vehicle, but a military combat machinery.

Walking into the inside of the building, you can see a corridor about 100 meters long. It is trapezoid from the outside to the inside, like an inverted horn, with four concrete rings on both sides. However, there is no one inside, and no weapons are left behind.

At the end of the corridor is a large lifting platform. The controller is on the light, indicating that the solar power system is still operating. Su Hao pushed open the fence coated with yellow and black twill patterns, walked into the platform, glanced at the three numbers representing different bottom layers, and pressed the "-1" key in the front.

There are two garages and a repair workshop on the basement floor. The garage is still empty, and there are parts such as tracks scattered on the ground of the repair workshop next to it. Judging from the ruts and indentations on the ground, the vehicles originally stored in the garage may be heavy tanks or tracked infantry fighting vehicles.

There are two small oil storage tanks next to the workshop, which should be in communication with the ground equipment. The hydraulic pressure device shows that there is about two-thirds of the liquid level left, and as long as the power is turned on, it can be extracted at any time.

The second floor of the underground is the warehouse. The arsenal has basically been emptied. Su Hao only found four "95" automatic rifles, more than a dozen anti-infantry grenades, two boxes of 5.8mm bullets, two PF98 rocket launchers, and sixteen rockets. In addition, there are hundreds of kilograms of strong explosives, and a four-unit anti-aircraft machine gun is left in the corner of the warehouse. Perhaps because there are no car-mounted components and too much weight, the troops did not bring it when they evacuated.

In contrast, there are a lot of things left in the common goods warehouse, and most of the materials stored are military rations and batteries. Su Hao pried open several huge wooden crates and found that it was filled with bandages and medical cotton, while the bottom layer was filled with various battlefield first aid medicines and antibiotics.

When he stood on the lift platform and reached out and pressed the last "-3" button, Su Hao's expression was a little solemn - the elevator blocked his sight, but he could still smell the smell of blood coming from downstairs, and his dissipated mind consciousness also detected several human bodies lying there. They were motionless, obviously dead.

The unique sound of hydraulic machinery came from the bottom of the elevator, and Su Hao's eyes were a little serious. He held the gun in his hand tightly, and when the elevator was firmly steadily opened the gate to both sides, he walked out with great strides.

This is a corridor without a bend, connecting another room at the end.

There were four corpses, all holding guns in their hands, and they still maintained a fighting posture before they died. The costumes and weapons were equipped to show that they were all soldiers. The rotten corpses could no longer see the true face of the deceased, and the dense bullet holes on the surface of the body were the cause of death.

Su Hao took the exit mask and rubber gloves from his backpack and squatted down to the nearest corpse. The closed environment will breed a large amount of bacteria, especially when in close contact with the rotten corpse, try to take protective measures as much as possible, and always be prepared for any eventuality.

The deceased wore the latest combat suits of this era. Important parts of the body were made of Kevlar materials, and ceramic bulletproof armor pieces were installed on the chest and side abdomen. Even the weapons dropped next to the corpse were not the common "95" automatic rifle, but the larger 7.92mm special assault rifle.

Obviously, these dead are not ordinary soldiers.

Su Hao checked carefully, and he was surprised to find that gunshot wounds were not the only cause of death. These people were more or less severely hit, some of their left shoulders completely fell off, and some had large lacerations on their abdomen. Especially the corpse leaning against the corner of the wall and wearing the rank of captain on his shoulders, the chest was sunken, revealing the broken ribs from the central part. It felt like they were hit directly by an armor-piercing shell, piercing the whole person through.

Turning over the rotten corpse, Su Hao found a shield-shaped seal on the left arm of the deceased. The pattern was a black dragon head, with a huge mouth full of fangs, ferocious and vicious without losing its might.

Su Hao has seen such an armband——In the future world, the military has a special elite force, and its members have at least the third-level strengthening ability. Its name is "Dragon Teeth".

The standards of the future world cannot be used for the present, and of course these dead people cannot be compared with the "Dragon Teeth" in the world where Su Hao is located. Of course, they must be stronger than ordinary soldiers, and may even reach the first-level reinforcement standard. But no matter what, with the current virus mutation and military research speed, they cannot reach the third-level intensity.

This institute is very secretive, and Su Hao only found relevant information in the archives with a high level of secret. From the ground to the underground, the various fortifications along the way were extremely strong. Judging from the beds left in the barracks, the garrison troops should have no less than one reinforcement company, and even equipped with armored vehicles and tanks. The helicopter platform outside is obviously a special evacuation method in emergency situations. But why did these soldiers die here in battle?

Su Hao did not find any traces of zombies around, nor did he have the slime unique to mutant creatures. All evidence shows that they died in a combat mode that humans would use——the bullet holes were derived from gunfire, and as for the collision marks left by the huge power... As far as Su Hao knows, only reinforcers would do this.

The corridor was dimly lit, and the ground was full of bullet shells, and the walls on both sides were full of dry black blood. The ceiling close to the entrance of the room was turned inward, revealing two electronic defense devices. The rotor-type muzzle was low and oblique, and the dark barrel pointed to the ground. When the chaos occurred, they did not seem to have the effect they should have. It may be disturbed by electronic signals, or it may be that the control connection was cut off.

Su Hao pushed open the empty door at the end of the corridor and found that it was a large room. It was filled with various electronic instruments that could not be named. The thick and thick pipes raised on the wall were obviously connected to the power system. All the screens were dark, with only two cold lights maintaining the lighting.

There is a corpse behind the workbench in front of the electron microscope. Judging from the appearance, the deceased is a male. He is wearing a standard summer shirt unique to the army and a white coat is covered with. Although the flesh has long been rotten, he maintains his sitting position before his death. The right arm of the corpse is drooping, and a pistol is thrown on the ground next to the seat. There is a huge bullet hole on the side skull. If it is not judged, the cause of death should be suicide.

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