Chapter 111 111. The Apocalyptic Plane-12
666 was completely afraid to speak.
The young lady looks very angry, what should I do?
Would you like some coaxing?
But it won’t, isn’t this making it difficult to unify!
Just when Cheng Xi was about to settle the score with the system, Shen Xingluo's voice came from the front.
"Xiaoxi!"
"What's wrong?"
"Someone in the antique shop in front was seriously injured."
Shen Xingluo quickly jumped from a few meters high jump off the roof.
"It's two men, they should be soldiers. One is unconscious, and the other seems to have been shot in the abdomen."
When Cheng Xi saw more and more zombies gathering around him, he understood what was going on. Something happened.
They were attracted by the smell of blood.
"Let's go and take a look."
There are zombies surrounding us outside, so don't even think about going out.
So Shen Xingluo jumped onto the roof again, with Cheng Xi following closely behind. The two of them regarded the patch of roof as the ground, walking on flat ground.
Thanks to the fact that most of the antique shops in this area are modeled after ancient houses, most of them are one-story high.
After passing through three stores, the two finally arrived at the zombie gathering place.
“Have you said hello to them?”
“No, they don’t know I exist.”
Shen Xingluo was very cautious and would not make any rash moves without knowing whether the two were friends or foes.
He took Cheng Xi and jumped to a window of the ancient house. Through the window, he could see the layout of the house clearly.
At this time, the two people in the room can be said to be in a very embarrassed state.
One of them was completely unconscious on the chair, while the other one covered the bleeding wound on his abdomen with one hand, and struggled to drag the heavy wooden table in front of the door with his right hand.
Looks pitiful.
Zombies banged and banged outside, making a whooshing sound.
The reason why Shen Xingluo guessed that they were soldiers was because the two of them were wearing military green camouflage uniforms, with guns hanging on their backs, and they were fully armed. He knew this was the hallmark of a soldier in this era.
Secondly, the injured man’s eyes were too clear except for their sharpness.
Shen Xingluo has read countless people, and few people in the world can deceive him.
These eyes reminded him of Song Zhi, who was definitely not the kind of mercenary in the movie.
Cheng Xi also had the same guess.
Her eyes fell on the man's camouflage uniform. There was no sign such as guoqi, only a series of numbers marked on the chest, which seemed to be some kind of code.
"It's most likely a soldier. That man's injury was not caused by a zombie. Was it like this when you came here just now?"
"I heard gunshots here, and it was just right when I came over. I saw a figure leaving quickly."
"Infighting?"
"Maybe."
"It's so miserable."
It really rained all night when the house was leaking.
Cheng Xi said regretfully and rummaged through the medical kit.
This is from the villa. She only uses it less than twice a year. Most of it contains commonly used medicines.
She took out anti-inflammatories, gauze and a pair of surgical scissors and put them into the travel bag on her back.
Shen Xingluo knocked on the window and saw the man raised his head and looked this way warily, then froze in place.
Mu Cong did not expect to see people on the roof, and they were two clean-looking people.
Excessive blood loss made him dizzy, and his reaction was slower than usual for a while.
By the time he reflexively pointed his gun at the intruder, the window high up had been damaged, and the two junior men and a woman had already jumped out.
Land smoothly.
A few meters away from him.
"Hey, are you okay?"
Cheng Xi didn't want to be interrupted for no reason, so she stood there and looked at him carefully.
“No, it’s okay, are you survivors?”
After Mu Cong asked, he wanted to slap himself.
Zombies are rampant outside. Of course the ones alive at this time must be survivors. Isn’t this nonsense?
Seeing that the black muzzle of the gun was still facing this way, Shen Xingluo took half a step forward calmly, his eyes a little sharper.
"We were just passing by." Mu Cong paused for a few seconds before putting down the gun. A layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead because of his reaction just now.
He had lost too much blood and was exhausted. He could no longer hold on.
“It’s not safe here, you guys.”
“Bang——”
The person has fainted.
Shen Xingluo and Cheng Xi: "."
Ah, this, to save or not to save?
"I'll bandage his wound first."
"There may be bullets in the wound."
Cheng Xi pointed outside, "I'll leave this to you first. Go and deal with the zombies outside. "
Bumping it down like this is not an option. The wooden door in the antique shop is not as strong as expected.
Shen Xingluo was using the system to retrieve basic modern medical knowledge and raised his head after hearing this.
"Be careful."
"Don't worry."
The two of them have reached a tacit understanding over the past few days, and the zombies outside pose no threat to them at all.
One person stayed behind to treat the wound, while the other person went back the same way and pulled on the wall to get out of the window.
Soon after, the roar of zombies and the sound of heads falling to the ground were heard outside.
***
Mu Cong woke up that night.
Opening his eyes in discomfort, the young man was stunned for a moment when he saw the wooden ceiling.
Due to the long training, he reacted quickly and felt a pain in his abdomen the moment he sat up.
"Hiss——"
Mu Cong grimaced in pain and subconsciously looked at his surroundings.
This is no longer the antique shop before he fainted. Although it still has an ancient charm, both the scenery outside the window and the soft bed under his butt show that it is different from before.
What's going on?
Just fainted for a while, even the location changed?
That's right, Captain!
Mu Cong struggled to get off the bed, Ninja walked out of the house in pain, and when he opened the bedroom door, he saw two people eating around the stove.
The smell of rice porridge came in the air.
It seems there is also braised pork?
“Are you awake?”
Cheng Xi waved to people, "Just in time, do you want to eat?"
Because there were strangers around them, the two of them did not go to the space to eat as usual, but took out the stove and fruit for outdoor cooking. Charcoal, a simple meal.
However, this simple meal was not simple at all for Mu Cong.
Eating compressed biscuits for two days in a row, the bird has already faded out of my mouth. Now I feel like I am suffering when I see porridge and meat.
The sound of his stomach growling spread throughout the room.
Mu Cong smiled awkwardly. Although he wanted to eat it, the most important thing in front of him was not this.
"I'm sorry, I want to ask where is the person with me?"
"Still fainted."
Cheng Xi pointed at the crooked corner The man inside handed him a bowl of rice porridge.
"Eat first, he is not injured."
"Thank you."
Mu Cong breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face under the camouflage.
Shen Xingluo and Cheng Xi looked at each other and talked quietly while eating.
"Brother, I see you are not very old. Are you 20 years old?"
"I am just 19 this year."
"Huh? It turns out we are the same age!"
In one meal, the two of them gained a lot of information.
For example, they are indeed soldiers, but they are very secretive about which military region and which branch. The unconscious person is the boy's captain and has never woken up.
(End of this chapter)