Chapter 290 Hard

If I had known this, maybe I would have been a little bit more straightforward when I was hit by a shell just now

Less pain, less of this despair

Cheng Zijie looked sadly at the zombie that was still still and did not attack him, and shouted loudly: Come on Ah, why not come? Are you scared?

Of course the zombie won't answer his questions

It still adheres quietly to the sewer wall, like a ball of black mud

Cheng Zijie suddenly smiled and said: If you don’t come again, I’m leaving now.

The zombies are not moving

So Cheng Zijie turned over, dragged his two injured legs and an still unconscious arm, and supported his body with the only remaining arm holding grenades, and struggled to climb forward slowly in the wet and dark sewer.

He didn't know why he wanted to crawl, but he just felt that at least he couldn't lie here and wait for death, and he couldn't do anything

If it doesn't attack, I'll crawl

Climb one step at a time, anyway, you will always be closer to Shuanghe River by climbing along this sewer

Cheng Zijie thought

Dear, you certainly wouldn't have thought that your husband was now crawling hard in the sewer of Haiyuan in despair

Only at this time did I realize how much I love you, how reluctant I can tolerate you, how much I hope I will die closer to you...

But the zombie was just squirming slowly on the side wall of the sewer, following Cheng Zijie from a distance and still not attacking

What is it going to do?

Did it find its own situation dangerous, so it was too lazy to spend any effort to attack?

Is it waiting for it to exhaust its last bit of strength?

Cheng Zijie remembered some scavengers who would watch from afar before the target died. When he died, he would pounce on him and have a feast for a meal.

I didn't expect that I would not even give myself a happy way of dying

Cheng Zijie suddenly stopped and laughed loudly, burst into tears, then gritted his teeth and continued to climb up

Every time he climbed, the wounds all over his body felt unbearable as if they were torn, and the dizziness made him breathe continuously.

The sewer in front gradually dries, and then a fork appears

The zombie still did not attack, and Cheng Zijie didn't bother to pay attention to it. He stopped and collapsed softly on the ground, wanting to rest for a while

At this moment, two faint lights flashed at a fork in front of him, followed by a crisp sound of a rifle-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pull-pul

Unexpectedly, there are rebel soldiers here

Cheng Zijie did not answer, but continued to climb up slowly

Come on, come on, you guys, and bring a few more people to accompany me

Cheng Zijie held the grenade tightly, poked his elbow forward, and supported it on the ground

Then he pulled his stiff and heavy body forward with difficulty and advanced for a short distance

Then repeat this action

The other party was obviously a little surprised, but did not shoot

A beam of light shone on the scars all over his body, and his clothes were broken, a soldier suddenly spoke: It seems like he is a civilian? He seems to be injured, and there is no one behind him - wait, what is that

Mutant zombie! Shoot! Another voice issued an order, Cheng Zijie only heard the sound of chirping gunshots, and then several strings of bullets flew over his head and shot towards the mutant zombie on the wall not far behind him.

Silencer?

Cheng Zijie looked up with difficulty. Sure enough, the guns held by the soldiers in front were filled with muzzles, which seemed to be the most advanced submachine gun in the army.

Good idea

With mufflers, gunfire will not attract the attention of enemies or zombies... Where are their troops?

There are four people in total...camouflage uniforms...helmets...were they sent by the Haiyuan rebels to search for their own special forces?

No matter so much, now is a good opportunity...Their attention is attracted by the zombie, and they can take the opportunity to crawl over...

The zombie flexibly jumped back and forth in the narrow sewer, dodging most of the bullets

A small number of bullets passed through its body, but it was as if it was passing through running water.

A soldier soon discovered this and shouted: No! The bullet can't kill it!

The officer who led the four shouted: Keep shooting, it is also afraid of bullets. He said that, taking out a black cylindrical grenade, pulled open the safety plug, and threw it out at the zombie.

The grenade exploded near the zombie, but there were no shrapnel or shock waves, but a large ball of flame splashed out. The zombie was immediately ignited, and the flames spread out, covering most of its body.

The zombie screamed shrillly, and suddenly with a ball of fire, he quickly retreated back to the lane. Finally, he did not get into the water and disappeared.

Taking advantage of the opportunity that the zombies were attacked by the soldiers, Cheng Zijie had crawled out for a while, but there were still two small balls of flames falling on him, and then they burned violently, making Cheng Zijie smell the burning smell of his skin.

The officer drove away the zombies and shouted immediately: Hurry up, go and help the civilian put out the fire!

The two soldiers put away the submachine guns and ran up quickly, rushing to extinguish the flames on Cheng Zijie's body. Then one of them raised Cheng Zijie's body and arched his body to leave the large ball of burning flames in the narrow sewer.

Go quickly, the oxygen here will be consumed by fire soon. It's okay, but the civilians are so weak that they can't hold on. The officer waved his hand to signal the soldiers to evacuate. Cheng Zijie listened weakly and did not try to die with them again.

Haiyuan's rebels all regarded civilians as ants, but they didn't ask, and they extended a helping hand to themselves.

Those who value civilians so much should not be Haiyuan's troops...

A soldier was holding Cheng Zijie, and another broke the back. The officer was right in front of Cheng Zijie and asked as he walked: Where are you from? How could you be so seriously injured and chased by mutant zombies? What's your name? Don't be afraid, we are the People's Army and will do our best to help you.

Cheng Zijie just groaned, not knowing where to start answering

The officer did not ask again

A few people came to the fork of the front sewer and turned to one of them.

After walking again for a while, a section of the sewer in front suddenly became wider, like a small room, with some pipes of varying thicknesses on the wall interlaced.

Here we can stand up, and above our head is a sewer manhole cover

The officer signaled his subordinates to move Cheng Zijie under the manhole cover, and then carefully pushed open the manhole cover. The sewer suddenly became brighter, and a cool fresh air floated in.

A soldier poked his head out to observe the situation around him for a while and retreated to indicate that there was no danger to everyone.

The soldier quickly supported Cheng Zijie and sat down against the wall directly under the manhole cover.

Cheng Zijie breathed the fresh air quickly, and the soldier took down the kettle from his waist and leaned over to Cheng Zijie's mouth.

Cheng Zijie drank half a pot greedily, feeling a little clearer. The officer squatted in front of Cheng Zijie, frowned, and slowly stretched out his hand to him: Young man, look at you like you were accidentally injured by those bastards in Haiyuan in the early morning... Where did your grenade come from? Come, don't be nervous, give me the grenade... Let's relax... It's very dangerous for civilians to hold this... OK, slowly - don't be afraid, we are special forces, and will protect you. The zombie just now was driven away by us... Don't worry, your pistol can also be kept, you don't need to hand in hand, but this grenade is really dangerous... OK, very good... Yes - Xiao Gao, go find the duck and come back to see the young man. His injuries are very serious... How are you uncomfortable? The officer carefully picked up the grenade that Zijie released, quickly checked, breathed a sigh of relief, and ordered a soldier to say

Cheng Zijie judged from the officer's words "Haiyuan's bastards" that these soldiers and rebels were not the same as each other. Moreover, they were hiding in the sewer, so the rebels would not be so vulgar.

So I felt a little relieved and handed the grenade to the officer

Then he gasped and replied: My surname is Cheng... I live in a nearby community. Cheng Zijie told him the address of his original home. The officer nodded: Why did you run to the riverside alone?

Looking for food...I'm very hungry... Cheng Zijie is indeed too hungry

Hurry up, always get him some food - get some soft and some

A soldier quickly delivered some vacuum-packed cakes and two canned bottles of fruit.

Cheng Zijie didn't care much and swallowed with his neck in big mouthfuls.

The officer sighed: Alas... the civilians are so hard, so hungry... Where are you injured? Don't be so anxious, let me see your injuries

I have nothing to do... I just need to have something to eat. Cheng Zijie smiled gratefully, holding a mouthful of food.

Only he knows that as long as he has enough food to obtain energy, the Sixteen will treat his injuries, so don't worry.

Well... Look at the bleeding in many parts of your body... but it's all skin trauma, don't worry. The officer looked at Cheng Zijie after eating two bags of cakes, reached out to grab the rest from his hand, and said: No, you can't eat it, you're so hungry, you're weak, you can't stand eating too much at a time, you can't stand it, you can't wait to eat it, let's take a break first, wait, we have enough food, you don't have to worry

Cheng Zijie nodded gratefully, and he also felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach.

Although I was still very hungry, I gave up the idea of ​​continuing to eat, leaned against the wall of the sewer and asked: Sir... Where are your troops? Are you from Haiyuan local?

The officer exchanged a look with his subordinates and shook his head: Young man, civilians should not inquire about the military's actions

Cheng Zijie quickly said: I'm sorry, but I already know very well that the soldiers in front of me were not Haiyuan's rebels.

Where will they be?

Cheng Zijie's mind was still very slow and could not remember anything for a moment