,colder and colder.
Later in the night, the temperature dropped below minus 30 degrees.
The blood and bones were all frozen.
When Du Zirou pushed open the door of the Third Corps headquarters, it brought wind and snow, which woke Du Bin up.
After being dazed for a short time, he suddenly became energetic, opened his eyes, pointed at the commander of the Third Corps and said:
"Did you drug me?"
"Brother! Listen to me, the leader asked me to catch you. He wants to attack Henry Zhang and is afraid that you will affect his plan. I am helpless. This is also for your own good, so as not to make you embarrassed on both sides!"
"What? Is he crazy? Henry Zhang is the hero of Panlong Fortress!"
At this time, Du Zirou, who was panting, shouted.
"Brother! Henry Zhang asked you to take over Panlong and become the leader. Tell them immediately, if anyone disobeys, Henry will kill them all!"
Du Zirou gasped desperately, these words took a lot of effort.
Seeing Du Bin coming over, Du Zirou hurriedly said:
"Xiao Yang has killed the leader! The first legion came and estimated that there were thousands of killers, and they were all killed by Xiao Yang. The blood stained the ground red, and then they were frozen. All traces of killing were left there. Hurry up. Go back and take a look!”
Du Bin only felt a headache. The information he suddenly got was too exciting.
“Where is Henry Zhang?”
Dupin asked, holding his sister's arm.
Du Zi said softly:
"He killed someone and left. Let me convey his words. His vicious reputation is enough to scare everyone, so now is a good time for you to take over! See you in the future. Don't miss me if you don't see me."
Dubin was stunned on the spot, completely unable to understand how everything happened.
But he was also a smart man. He understood what Henry Zhang meant, and suddenly turned around, looked at the commander of the Third Corps, and said:
"I want to take the position of Panlong leader, what do you do?"
The commander of the Third Corps already knew about Xiao Yang's killing outside and was frightened. Hearing what Du Bin said, he was stunned for a long time, then sighed, cupped his fists and bent down and said:
"All members of the Third Corps, with you as the leader!"
Panlong, the wind direction has changed.
From now on, the name of Xiao Yang Human Massacre will be spread far and wide, at least around Panlong, no one will know about it.
He single-handedly helped Panlong defend the city, and then tore apart Panlong's leader alive, one against ten thousand, and blood flowed like a river!
In the last days, people lack adjustment, so wanderers become book-sitters.
They don't care if there are really 10,000 people, they just want to highlight Henry Zhang's power and make him a legend.
The coldness of early summer has covered the entire Central Plains mountainous area. In the eastern foothills, more and more people are returning. This is already the boundary of the mountainous area, forty kilometers away from Panlong. In the northeast, there is a town named Donglin.
There were originally many survivors gathered in Donglin Town, but a group of zombies passed through the border some time ago and scared people away.
Now the zombies are surrounding Panlong, and there are no zombies around.
The wandering wanderers of the apocalypse are back again. After all, there are some resources here, but food is secondary. The key is that there is a lot of wood and coal stored in the town, and many homes have stoves that can be used to make fires, so they will not freeze to death.
But when the temperature reaches minus 40 degrees, people still can't stand it.
Although there are hundreds of people living in the town, there is no trace of the black and white. People are hiding in their houses, suffering from cold and hunger. They can only hope that the ice season will pass soon and the warmth will return to the earth. Only then, Only then can there be vitality.
Shangguan Daodao is a wanderer in the apocalypse. He walked here from the south, a distance of two thousand kilometers, and it took him half a year.
Hu Kaishan is an old man, and he was very upset when he saw Shangguan carrying a knife.
"Son, there are so many empty houses in this town, why did you come to my house?"
"Old man, I'm freezing to death. There's smoke in the house, so that's why I'm here. Are you alone?"
"What? Are you trying to cause trouble?"
Hu Kaishan held a machete and was very cautious.
"No, no, I'm a good person."
"Fuck you, I'm fifty-seven, and I eat more salt than you eat rice! Is there a good person in the last days between you and me? What a fart!"
"Old man, I am such a good person. I have gone through many difficulties and dangers all the way back, and I have met many people who are worse than pigs and dogs, but I still dare not forget my original intention! Thirty miles north, Qiancheng knows, right? One of the big families is the Shangguan family. , I am the son of that family, and my father is Shangguan Long!"
Hu Kaishan was stunned for a moment, frowned and said:
"Shangguan Long, I've heard of it before. What's your name?"
"Shangguan carries a knife."
"Do you have a sister named Shangguan Jianling?"
"Yes, yes! She is two years older than me, and she is twenty this year. Does the old man know her?"
"I don't know him. I've heard of this name. Then just stay here."
It's true that Hu Kaishan didn't know him, but half a year ago, Shangguan Jianling was a rare kind-hearted person who let go of the porridge shop in a gathering place near Qiancheng.
At that time, Hu Kaishan went to get the porridge. He didn't see Shangguan Jianling, but heard her name. At that time, he felt very strange. There are really good people in the apocalypse.
But later, zombies entered the gathering place, and it was unknown where the kind man went.
But Qiancheng is kind.
It was originally a prefecture-level city with a vast area and sparse population. The city was empty of people. In this kind of place, it is completely possible for people and zombies to live together. Of course, one must have some courage and ability.
Hu Kaishan has been to Qiancheng several times. He was very hungry. Every time he could find some food, but he still didn't dare to live in the city because he could always hear the roar of zombies and couldn't sleep well.
More than a year after the end of the world, night ghosts have gradually faded out of people's sight and are rarely seen anymore. However, there are also many terrifying mutated zombie species active at night. They are dressed in black and have fast movements and sensitive hearing and smell. What is different from traditional night ghosts is that , they have entities, so people call them entity night ghosts, also referred to as night ghosts.
Hu Kaishan is a lonely old man. He is also a superpower. His awakened ability is to absorb smells. This makes him difficult to be discovered by zombies, but it is not enough to leave school in the end of the world.
So he still hid in the town, which was originally his home.
None of his children have returned in the apocalypse. He also has a granddaughter, but now he doesn’t know whether he is alive or dead.
Because Shangguan Zhuang sat by the stove with his knife and warmed himself up, Hu Kaishan was a little envious when he traveled two thousand kilometers just to get home.
"Your parents have given birth to a good son. If you can go back alive, they will be happy, provided that they are still alive."
A trace of worry flashed across Shangguan Daodao's face, but it quickly dissipated.
"Old man, I believe they must be alive, I can feel it."
"Yes, I can feel it too, and my child is alive too."
The two chatted and found some common ground, so they let down some of their guard.
This is a residence in the bungalow area of the east end of the town. It has no yard and is just outside the alley. It is a bit like the old housing area in the south. The difference is that the roof is not flat, but a triangular tile roof in the north. This is actually the north, and it is also Fortunately, the brick wall is not too thin and has a good thermal insulation effect.
Shangguan Daidao had just warmed up a bit when suddenly, the locked door was opened, and the wind and snow blew in. The cold air made Shangguan Daidao tremble. When he looked up, he saw the tall and heroic man.
He was wearing snow boots, white pants, a pink sweater, and a white fur coat. In the Northeast, such clothes are called mink. He had a dog-skin hat on his head. This look was a bit showy, but it was acceptable.
But he still wore a cloak. It was so thin that it could not keep warm at all. It was for decoration, and it was out of date, so maybe its only purpose was to show off, right? Conspicuous enough.
