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Chapter 19
Li Zan and Song Ran continued on their way.
The road ahead was in extremely poor condition. Many road sections were damaged in the war, and the forward speed also dropped rapidly.
Under the high temperature, the bumpy road, the heat and fatigue test people's endurance.
After walking for several hours, scattered buildings gradually appeared on the wasteland in the distance. They are all sandy-yellow bunker houses with damaged exterior walls and some had their roofs blown off. Continuing to drive forward, the outline of a big city is outlined on the horizon, accompanied by the faint sound of cannons.
The two looked at each other and knew that Hapo City was ahead.
Li Zan picked up his helmet and cap and put it on Song Ran's head; he subconsciously tightened his hand on the gun and said, "Go south."
"Um."
Fighting was raging in the north and east of the city, and the sound of cannons could be heard in the distance. After a while, you can see the smoke rising from the explosion on the horizon.
Song Ran did not dare to relax and drove carefully around to the south of the city. Along the road, large areas of newly dug graves gradually appeared, and some of the dead did not even have a burial place, and were left exposed in the sun on the roadside.
All the way south, the sound of artillery fire could no longer be heard. Song Ran couldn't relax.
No one was seen alive on the road, but when the car drove into a street in the southern suburbs, a human figure appeared.
Song Ran felt something was wrong, but he couldn't help but opened the camera and placed it under the windshield.
The scavengers are in ragged clothes and disheveled hair, wandering the streets like ghosts. Old people, men, women, and children, all dirty and miserable, wandering aimlessly or huddled in corners.
When the car passed by, the eyes of these people also moved slowly, but there was no brilliance at all.
A sad and creepy atmosphere filled the streets.
Song Ran was tormented in her heart, and she grasped the steering wheel and drove forward slowly.
A woman holding a child appeared on the road ahead. Her hands were as thin as bamboo poles due to long-term hunger. The child in her arms was over three years old, his eyes were bulging from hunger, and he was breathing hard in his mother's arms.
Song Ran suddenly stepped on the brakes and, without saying a word, picked up a backpack from the back seat.
Li Zan immediately stopped her: "Wait a minute!" But before she had time, she had already opened the door and rushed out of the car with her bag in her arms.
Song Ran took out a bag of bread and milk from the bag and handed it to the woman.
The woman hugged her child tightly, her eyes full of vigilance.
Song Ran tried her best to smile, opened the plastic bag, inserted a straw into the milk, and handed it to her again.
The woman took it hesitantly and gave the milk to the child in her arms. The child sucked it as soon as he picked it up. The woman tore half of the bread and gave it to the child, and then devoured it herself.
Song Ran couldn't bear it and took out another bag of bread from her backpack.
"Reporter Song!" Li Zan got out of the car and shouted to her.
Song Ran turned around and saw the scavengers surrounding him had gathered around him at some point. Men, women, old and young, all described as haggard. Their naturally deep eye sockets became more sunken due to hunger. They stared at the food in Song Ran's hand, stretched out their bony hands, and slowly approached. Just like the walking zombies in Hollywood blockbusters.
Song Ran felt a chill in her heart. She stood there and did not dare to move. She whispered softly: "Officer Li"
Li Zan quickly ran to her side in two or three steps, held her wrist tightly and pulled her behind him, then turned to face the people who were walking slowly.
But there are people coming all around, and no side is safe. Li Zan was afraid of causing chaos, so he came down without a rifle. He only had a pistol on his waist. He carefully pressed the butt of the gun with his hand, ready at any time.
Song Ran also handed his back to Li Zan and looked defensively at the crowd slowly surrounding him.
The first person to approach was a middle-aged man, almost as old as Song Ran¡¯s father. He pointed to the backpack in Song Ran's hand, with a pleading expression on his old face, and begged her with his hands clasped together.
Song Ranzhan looked at Li Zan timidly and asked for his consent. Li Zan pursed his lips and nodded. Song Ran gave him a bag of bread. The man held the bread, bowed deeply, and walked away slowly.
And the crowd gathered around him and lined up behind him.
Li Zan let go of Song Ran's wrist. She immediately zipped up her backpack as far as it would go, took out all the bread and gave it to them one by one. The person who received the bread bowed deeply, and an ignorant child was also pressed on the head by her mother.
Song Ran could not bear their humble gratitude and did not dare to look at them at all.
And she doesn¡¯t have much in her bag, only seven or eight bags. It was empty all of a sudden.
Li Zan said: "I still have some compressed biscuits."
&nbsHe also looked at her, his eyes quiet and gentle.
Afraid of losing her composure, she quickly looked away and hurriedly found a bottle of water for him: "Then take the water."
Li Zan said no: "Drink it yourself."
"Take it!" She screamed a little anxiously and put the water into his hand.
He held the water, but did not let go this time, and smiled at her.
The two looked at each other silently. Since then, we have been separated, each working on his own tasks, and I don¡¯t know when we will see each other again.
Song Ran followed him to the door and insisted, "I'll take you to the stairs."
"Um."
The carpet was removed from the corridor of the hotel. His military boots hit the ground and his footsteps were very clear.
At this moment, both of them were speechless and walked towards the stairs in silence.
There were only a few steps away, and Song Ran finally asked in a low voice: "Where do you live?"
"Military camp."
"Where?"
Li Zan smiled and did not answer.
Song Ran knew it was a secret.
He stopped at the edge of the stairs and said, "Just don't go down."
"Yeah." She nodded. I wanted to say please be safe, but I didn't say it. I just smiled and waved to him: "Goodbye."
"Goodbye." Li Zan looked at her one more time and quickly went down the stairs. When he reached the corner, he looked up and saw that she was still standing there, and called out, "Reporter Song."
"Um?"
"Protect yourself." He said, "Don't die." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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