Zhou Rong, knowing he misspoke, hysterically shouted: “You’re all picked up from the trash by dad! Shut up and get to work!”
Zhou Rong shouldered the mortar, and with a thunderous roar, leveled the runway, zombie bodies torn and spraying into the air like a fountain. Clang clang, two sounds of steel colliding, Chun Cao shouted: “Done!”
Ding Shi: “Brother Rong, come up!” The doors of two large helicopters were forcibly pried open by military crowbars. Zhou Rong surveyed the runway and landing pad, confirming no large zombie groups, then put away the mortar, quickly grabbing equipment and supplies from the armored vehicle and throwing them into the cabin in one go. The explosion alarmed the zombies in the office building. The helicopter company’s owner and employees in dirty suits twisted out from the main door to see them off. ”Don’t shoot, Big Ding!” Zhou Rong shouted: “We just stole their plane, killing and looting is wrong!” Ding Shi bowed to the lead zombie wearing an Armani suit: “Sorry boss, extraordinary times, understand, the military needs to temporarily occupy your personal property.” Zhou Rong slammed the armored vehicle door, jumping into the helicopter pilot seat. Not far away, Yan Hao and Chun Cao also climbed into another plane, igniting the turboshaft engine, the propellers creating massive wind, pushing the zombies off-balance. A few seconds later, two dark green helicopters slowly rose, flying toward the city center. · City district, outside the second ring road.
The business area was empty, the street still preserving the tragic scene from the moment the apocalypse arrived. Bodies eaten by zombies rotted and blackened, flies buzzing around the skeletons, rats scurrying across street corners as the bus passed; behind them, human black blood soaked the garbage, slowly flowing into the sewer. Zombies occasionally emerged from alley corners and behind buildings, reaching blankly toward the speeding bus. The gray, gloomy sky hung heavily overhead, overlooking the hellish end of the world.
Guo Weixiang looked out the window, gradually falling silent, a trace of unavoidable melancholy rising between his young brows. Suddenly he noticed another face reflected in the window behind his shoulder, and instinctively turned back, meeting Si Nan’s calm gaze.
“…Huh? What?” Si Nan studied him for several seconds, asking: “Are you worried?”
