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Chapter 226 The Journey

18days ago Science fiction 8
Cheng Zijie stretched out his hand and pressed He Anjing's shoulder. The two of them squatted in the grass together.

He Anjing looked forward through the gap between the grass tips, and saw a road on the horizon two or three kilometers away. Two or three houses could be seen vaguely by the road. There was no movement. He looked back at Cheng Zijie beside him. He looked solemnly, frowned and observed carefully for a while before he stood up: It should be okay... Go and be careful

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. He Anjing didn't ask much, but took off the rifle on his back and held it in one hand, while the other hand continued to hand it to Cheng Zijie.

Cheng Zijie slowed down some speed, and trotted forward while holding He Anjing's hand, while nervously observing the situation around him.

The two of them soon arrived at the four-lane national highway, but found that there was a fork in the road here. A cement road broke out from the national highway and pointed directly in front of the two. From a distance, they saw the sign on the side of the road saying: Yunqing 85KM

Yang Lin 47KM

Fushui 19KM

Yang Lin is the town where the army is stationed, and there are still 47 kilometers... We have already run almost halfway through. Cheng Zijie explained to He Anjing softly: If this road is straight, they should have walked along the way. He said, but nervously picked up the crossbow arrows and put the strings on it. He Anjing gradually approached the two driver restaurants and a grocery store at the intersection.

He Anjing also picked up the gun and followed Cheng Zijie vigilantly. The two climbed the road from the field and touched the houses at the forks.

Cheng Zijie's tall back and flexible movements made He Anjing feel safe involuntarily. For the first time, he felt like he was protected by others.

But the two did not encounter the enemy. When they arrived at the entrance of the first driver's restaurant, there were a few zombie corpses piled up at the door. They were rotten at the beginning and emitted an unpleasant stinking.

He Anjing leaned over and looked at it, and said softly: The military large-caliber gun was shot by an anti-equipment rifle... The head was broken... This... This is a bit strange. It seemed to be shot by a large-caliber heavy machine gun on board... Not bad... It is at least 12.7 mm bullets...

Cheng Zijie also saw the terrible wounds on the zombies and pondered: It's them.

It probably is...it seems that they were killed when they came... It has been several days...

Well... the car-mounted machine gun... Could it be that the armored personnel carrier took them here and found that there was no way, so they walked to us? Cheng Zijie confirmed that there was no danger nearby and put away the crossbow arrows

He Anjing said: It is possible... so, they might have a military vehicle picked them up when they returned here...

Damn... I'm in trouble now, I can't catch up... Cheng Zijie looked anxiously at the end of this road. Under the rising sun, there was no trace of human activities.

At this time, He Anjing shouted: Cheng Zijie! Come and see!

Cheng Zijie quickly looked at He Anjing. She stood at the door of another driver's restaurant and pointed at a pile of things on the ground. Cheng Zijie leaned over and took a look, like a pile of cans and lunch boxes.

The individual soldier self-heated the food for combat! He Anjing squatted down excitedly, stared at the pile of food on the ground, and pulled it with the barrel: He only ate half of it... He only ate two bites of this part... Wait... it was still hot... it was still warm!

Cheng Zijie quickly reached out and tried it. Sure enough, there was a portion of food that had eaten half a bit and was slightly warm.

He Anjing stood up: They must have not walked for long! And they walked suddenly! Otherwise, after rushing so far, they finally rested here for a while and had some food, how could they leave it after eating a few bites? If they were attacked, there was no sign of fighting nearby!

Could it be that something was wrong with their resident? Cheng Zijie quickly said

He Anjing shook her head: I don’t know that they were walking back here, resting for a while, and contacted the personnel carrier to pick them up back to the station. They planned to eat something while waiting for the train... But an emergency occurred at the station and they needed to go back immediately! Otherwise, they would definitely be tired and hungry after walking all night. If it weren’t for an urgent matter, how could they leave behind the heated rations and not finish eating?

Cheng Zijie pondered for a while: If he was really picked up by a personnel carrier, he would definitely not be able to catch up... Now he can only go to their base to see Xiaojing... You can go back and report it first?

He Anjing suddenly had a dark eyebrows, her almond eyes widened, and she stared at Cheng Zijie fiercely. Cheng Zijie had to wave his hands repeatedly: Oh... Forget it, you go too...

This is just like this. He Anjing stood up proudly, walked towards a small van parked at the restaurant door, opened the car door, looked at the movement inside, and shouted to Cheng Zijie: Let's drive there.

Is there any oil? Cheng Zijie asked while coming to He Anjing's side

He Anjing jumped into the driver's seat, fiddled with it, and the van's engine turned heavy. He Anjing smiled and said: There is still half a tank of gas.

OK Cheng Zijie smiled and walked around the other side of the car, jumped into the passenger seat, so He Anjing started the van, inserted it into the fork in the road, and rushed towards Yunqing City.

With the car transportation, the two of them have been much more relaxed

Cheng Zijie sat in the car seat and watched He Anjing's short hair flying up by the wind pouring in from the broken car window. The two of them had known each other for so long, and the girl's hair grew a lot, which looked more like a student's head, which gave her some gentle smell like a female student.

But now she was driving the car while watching the movement ahead with a concentration. Her pretty face always had the stubborn and proud temperament, which made Cheng Zijie convinced her.

The car quickly drove past a side of the road and welcomed to the signboard of Fushui Town, the hometown of purple sweet potatoes. A town appeared not far from the front of the road.

He Anjing slowed down the speed of the car and told Cheng Zijie: Will the town in front... go directly? Will there be other survivors in the town?

Cheng Zijie thought about it and said: The army should have passed this town too... I think there should be no problem here and there is no road around here... Let's drive slowly... ready to leave at any time

OK He Anjing agreed, controlled the speed of the car and drove slowly towards the town, and soon arrived at the entrance of the town

As He Anjing expected, several figures of guns flashed upstairs on both sides, picked up guns at their vans, shouting: Who are you, park?

Seeing that the other party did not shoot at will, and the sound of shouting was not hostile, Cheng Zijie signaled He Anjing to stop the car, jump out of the car, raised his hands to those people, and shouted: We are from Shuanghe, I want to go over the IOU Road, please give you some convenience.

Soon the other party got into the van, but he was quite friendly

Seeing that Cheng Zijie had only two shots, they even put away their weapons one after another.

A middle-aged man who led the lead put a shiny rifle on his shoulder and looked at the two of them: Shuanghe? Ah from a very far distance

Well... Cheng Zijie tried to smile as much as possible, expressing his relaxedness and kindness. The man walked around the two and continued to ask: Where are you from?

Although Cheng Zijie felt uncomfortable being seen like this, this is someone else's territory, so he naturally could only accept the other party's scrutiny and answered honestly: Go to Yang Lin

Yang Lin is now stationed in the army... You young couple are doing what they are doing?

We went to find the troops. A plane fell in our Shuanghe River. We saw some situations and wanted to report them to the troops. Cheng Zijie quickly explained.

The man nodded: Yes, they did send a lot of reconnaissance teams, saying that they would look for planes nearby. If that's the case, you go. When it was dawn in the morning, they had two military vehicles. Then the reconnaissance teams sent out two days ago hurried back, and they didn't know what was wrong... They told us not to go there and say hello to them on my behalf

OK, thank you, this big brother. Cheng Zijie quickly saluted the other party and opened the van door.

He Anjing looked at the gun on the man's back reluctantly and asked in a low voice: Brother, where did you come from this gun?

The man laughed when he saw He Anjing carrying a gun, and said: Little girl, very sensible Ah, this is when the army passed by a few days ago. They gave us a total of ten guns, and some grenades and bullets said that the leaders of their military region asked them to send some weapons to the people, so that everyone could organize themselves to fight the zombies and resume production. In addition to this sniper rifle, they also gave us a machine gun. The others were rifles. They said that they came all the way from Qingyin, and the hundreds of guns they brought were all divided along the way.

Oh He Anjing stared at the gun, her face full of envy, and she stretched out her tongue and licked her lips, like a little girl who saw her beloved doll

It was not until Cheng Zijie urged: Xiaojing? She returned to the van and started the engine.

The other party made way, and He Anjing drove forward slowly

Cheng Zijie looked at He Anjing and smiled: Xiaojing, do you like that gun very much

Of course! That's a professional sniper rifle! I've practiced it before, it's so easy to use, it's ten thousand times better than this broken fire stick! As he said that, he angrily curled his mouth towards his old automatic rifle beside the seat: That man can't use it at first sight, it's a waste

Cheng Zijie quickly laughed and said: I heard from the man just now that this group of troops are very good to civilians. He also distributed weapons to civilians and met them. I will go and ask for you.

He Anjing suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at Cheng Zijie, with joy in her clear black and white eyes: Really?

Well, I'll try it. They saw that I didn't have a gun, maybe they would give it

OK! Even if you can't get it, thank you! He Anjing smiled happily, her beautiful big eyes bent like two crescent moons

Cheng Zijie also relaxed a lot because this army sounded friendly to civilians.

The two of them were talking and laughing, drove out of the town in a van, and embarked on a quiet journey again

There are still many survivors working in the fields on both sides of the town entrance. It seems that they are growing the so-called purple potato. This food is rich in nutrients and can be used as a staple food, which is the best choice for restoring agricultural production.

In such a doomsday world, towns are the easiest places to survive