A yellow plastic duck appeared in Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes. It was a toy that could be held and dragged by children. The color of the plastic duck became dull after half a year of wind and sun, and the dark yellow coating had turned light yellow. , the thin hemp rope hanging on the toy has some rotten traces on the ground. The toy is placed in the middle of the concrete steps in front of him on the left, and a platform can be seen when he goes up the steps. He slowly climbs up the steps to the platform. Two old trees that can only be hugged by a few people are surrounded by old-fashioned cement flower beds. The mottled bark tells him their history and age, telling him that they have witnessed the rise, development, and destruction of the town
On the platform is an old-fashioned building, the door is still the old-fashioned wooden frame door with small glass and yellow paint on it. With the passage of time, there is not much yellow paint left on the door, and the texture on the dark brown wood The naughty children who passed by used a knife to carve out a series of nicks. There is a wooden plaque on the right side of the gate, on which is written "XX Town Medical Clinic" in black ink. The light inside the gate is low, showing the space inside. It was very dark, and you could only vaguely see the green paint on the wall below the chest height, and the paint near the base line began to be bumpy and peeling off due to moisture.
The light of the flashlight sweeps around this medical office like a ghost town. Zhang Xiaoqiang walks in this quiet small building with a flashlight in one hand and a silver pistol in the other. The whole small building is silent, only the sound of his footsteps echoes. In this silent space, echoes were heard from far away. He looked at the messy rooms, the broken glass, the overturned filing cabinets, the scattered medical records, and the things he stepped on at the moment. The white coat under his feet, he looked around for a while and was about to turn around and go out. The moment he turned around, a little red puppet jumped into his eyes again. The little red puppet was thrown at a corner, covered with dust ¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the scene in front of him in surprise. His heart had long been ground into iron in this crazy apocalypse. His previous cowardice, timidity, hesitation, and fear no longer appeared, but the scene in front of him made him feel ashamed. His heart was twitching violently. This is a children's ward, with small chairs, small tables, and large building blocks piled up in the corner. There are many colorful small flags hanging on the white ceiling, and various kinds of banners are posted on the walls. Cartoon stickers, some glass bottles of glucose injection hung on some iron racks painted with red paint.
He walked into the ward carefully, and there were scattered white bones scattered everywhere. The skeletons of these white bones were small and slender. Different from the skeletons of adults, these bones were broken vigorously. The small skeleton on the ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly sat down on the dirty floor, and in the distance were a few small skeletons with no flesh, their dark eyes stared at him silently, and they had been depressed since entering the town. The heart explodes at this moment.
"Oh~~~~~~~~~~" He howled like a beast, tears kept flowing from his eyes and fell to the dusty ground, he was crying, he was crying heartbreakingly, Looking at these young victims, thinking of the ghostly town just now and his struggle in the last days, he vented his anguish in his hoarse voice, he is not a superman, he is not a hero, he is just a humble A little person, he will also hurt, he will also be sad, he also needs someone to comfort him, but he can't, he can't show the weakest side of his heart, the end of the world is a bloody world, it will not let you go because of your weakness But you, it is a lone wolf walking in the dark, it is always staring at your neck, as long as you show a little weakness, it will pounce on you without hesitation, and kill you with its cold fangs. Adam's apple pierced.
Its incarnation is everywhere, it is the zombies that wander in the wilderness and the city, it is a mutant beast hidden in the dark, and even, it will be a human being with flesh and blood like you, Zhang Xiaoqiang has always shown strength and ruthlessness. The mask he used to disguise, his heart has never changed, he is still the man who rushed out of the house for a few cabbages, the man surrounded by hundreds of zombies on a tall building in despair, his heart has always been Afraid, but he can't be afraid, he wants to think of himself as a strong man, even a fake strong man, he doesn't know what the heart of a real strong man is, he knows that he needs to cry and vent, when he walks out of the infirmary, he It's still the man who is fearless in the face of d2, the man who can cut off the heads of his compatriots with no expression on his face, the man who is cold and stern in front of his subordinates.
The men happily rushed into the houses to ransack the houses, the women carried their bags and picked up the gadgets they were interested in, Yang Keer took his little daughter Jiaer and plunged into the pile of snacks, Shangguan Qiaoyun carried her m1 plus Rand Rifle silently stared at the lonely Zhang Xiaoqiang, looking at his lonely expression. For some reason, her nose was always sore, and the corners of her eyes became dry. Something called tears echoed in her eyes. She looked at that The man with a gloomy expression felt a faint pain in his heart.
When the man walks in front, she follows him from a distance.Inside, she followed very carefully, the man stopped, she stopped too, the man stood in the middle of the street in a daze, she hid behind the wall and watched the man in a daze, the man looked at the mountain, she looked at the man's back, the man Looking at the viaduct in the distance, she looked at the man's back, the man looked up at the low and gloomy sky, she still watched the man's back, the man walked forward, she watched his back silently followed.
She followed the man carefully, watching the man's increasingly depressed back, she suddenly felt that her heart was so close to him, she didn't see everything the man saw, she only looked at the man, at him The shoulders that are not generous, she understood him, and suddenly understood him like that, without listening to him whispering, without looking at his lonely eyes, she just understood it that way, it was very strange, she always thought she knew men very well, She has come into contact with all kinds of men, polite, arrogant, cold and dangerous, wretched and lustful, impetuous, calm, handsome, ugly, crazy, timid, and who can do things for her. She was going to die, but she couldn't see Zhang Xiaoqiang clearly. From Zhang Xiaoqiang, she found how superficial her understanding of men was, because she had never really understood a man's heart.
But at this moment she somehow understood, she saw the loneliness from his back, saw the loneliness, saw the depression hidden in his heart, Zhang Xiaoqiang has always shown strength in front of others, in the lonely back behind others He disappeared without a trace, and only Shangguan Qiaoyun was silently staring at his back. What attracted the man? He slowly climbed up the side platform along the steps, he looked at the old tree, at the dilapidated gate, until he walked in
The inside of the house is very dark, and some corners are even darker due to the light. Those dark corners are so gloomy in this dark space, as if there are evil spirits lurking inside and peeking out. Shangguan Qiaoyun walked in this quiet place In the small building, she had no fear, let alone fear, she walked slowly inside while holding on to the wall that had been peeled off. The sound of her footsteps was very soft, so soft that she could hardly hear her. She didn't want to disturb him because of herself. , kept walking along the wall, beams of faint light shot into the small building through the transom, slightly dispelling the darkness hidden in the room, she kept walking until she saw the dark red puppet ¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤
She leaned against the door and looked at the man kneeling on the ground howling and crying, the man with an indifferent face in front of people, the man standing on the forklift looking high-spirited, the man hanging on the monster and shooting a gun, standing in front of everyone In front of him, he was so strong, cruel, and cruel, but now this man is crying so sadly in this dark and closed space, why is he crying?
The flashlight rolled on the corner of the wall with the light beam on, and the orange light beam shot on a piece of white skeletons. Looking at those tiny skeletons, the tears in Shangguan Qiaoyun's eyes also rolled down
She walked into the room with tears in her eyes, slowly knelt behind the man, stretched out her delicate arms and embraced him tightly
(Many people say that the end of the world must have the style of the end of the world, cruel, cruel, killing, and inhumane. To be honest, I like reading end-time novels very much, but I can¡¯t see any humanity after seeing so much blood and cruelty. Depressed, is it possible to feel pleasure only by watching those compatriots wield a big knife and chop off their heads with cold eyes? I don't agree, I'm a dead house, but I can't guarantee that I will become a ruthless person in the last days, but I also don't want to be killed by those ruthless people like killing ants, so my text has humanity, um I think I will continue to maintain this style, the protagonist will not be weak because of humanity, he will be like a bird Survive in the cracks like cockroaches, until the cracks can't accommodate him.) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com