Pale Silence

Chapter 31

Song Jian looked at Chen Mo's little head lying on the car window with hair fluttering in the wind, and suddenly hated himself for not bringing his mobile phone.

The mobile phone in the end of the world has no signal, but if it is charged, it can still take a photo.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Song Jian asked, "Momo, do you have any photos?"

Chen Mo obediently took out a laminated photo from his schoolbag, handed it to Song Jian with both hands, and whispered, "This is the only one left..."

It was a seven-inch family portrait, which was taken by the whole family when Chen Mo's younger sister, Chen Yue, was one year old.

A family of four huddled in front of the simple curtain of the small photo studio. Parents sat on the bench, Chen Mo, who was still very young, sat on his father's lap, and his younger sister was held in her mother's arms.Among the whole family is a prop bear from the photo studio, with the word "home" embroidered on the bear's chest.

Chen Mo is a family lover.

He tried his best to protect his family, but in the end, only he and this simple family photo were left.

Chen Mo's mood slowly sank.

In the early days of the zombie outbreak, the zombies were not moving fast. Many people died not from being bitten by the zombies, but from a small injury, and died of an unstoppable virus infection.

His younger sister...his very small, well-behaved younger sister, was only slightly injured by a zombie in her arm, and died in his arms, turning into a zombie and rushing towards him mercilessly.

Chen Mo lowered his head, tightly holding the gun in his hand.

Song Jian held the steering wheel with one hand, and looked at the little Chen Mo in the photo with the other.

At that time, Chen Mo was only twelve or thirteen years old, and he hadn't started to grow yet. He was a small one, sitting obediently on his father's lap, and gently holding his sister's chubby little hand with his fingers.

Song Jian took a deep breath, and returned the photo to Chen Mo: "Take it away, there are not many people in this world who can keep photos of their relatives."

The military area of ​​Gaocheng City is very close to the city center. Chen Mo took Song Jianrao to several roads before detouring to the back gate of the military area from a road with fewer zombies.

The back door is a big iron gate, which is the path that the logistics department takes when they go out to buy vegetables and cook. Through the iron gate, you can still see a few trucks parked in the yard.

Song Jian drove the car only one meter away from the gate, winked at Chen Mo, got out of the car slowly and approached the iron gate.

Both of them are very scared by the spider zombies in the old city.

Those zombies have amazing physical strength, thinking ability, can imitate human actions, and can also set traps so that the prey can take the bait by themselves.

Song Jian took every step carefully, and Chen Mo tensed up even more.

The lock of the iron gate was open, and it creaked open with a light push.

Song Jian became more nervous.

The door lock was open, indicating that there might be no one in the military area.

At least... there are no living people...

Song Jian returned to the car and said to Chen Mo, "In the worst case, there will be zombies from the entire military region inside, and their physical functions will be stronger than ordinary zombies."

Chen Mo said, "Yes."

Song Jian snickered, and said in Chen Mo's ear, "In the best case, it's empty, and there's still a whole arsenal of weapons and ammunition for us to take."

Chen Mo's eyes lit up, and he held the gun and said seriously: "I'm not afraid of those big spiders, I'm not afraid of zombies anymore."

Song Jian said: "Okay, I observed it just now, we can rush in quickly, use the debris pile in the southwest corner to climb up to the wall, you observe the terrain from a high place, and we can go directly to the arsenal if we can see the road clearly."

Chen Mo nodded obediently.

Song Jian counted the remaining bullets, put them all in the backpack, and patted Chen Mo's face with the barrel habitually, and the second-hand smoke sprayed on Chen Mo's face with a smile: "Go, take you to the mall Shopping."

The two quickly rushed into the iron gate, and quickly jumped onto the pile of debris at the foot of the wall.

Song Jian gently picked up Chen Mo from below, and Chen Mo, who was already slender and light, climbed onto the wall neatly.

After Chen Mo stood firm, he immediately squatted down and reached out to Song Jian.

Song Jian held the young man's slender wrist, and quickly jumped onto the wall with Wei Wei's strength.

The two stood on the high wall, looking at the silent military camp. The high wall blocked too much sight, and Chen Mo couldn't see too far away.

Song Jian took a deep breath: "Momo, can you see clearly?"

Chen Mo shook his head and said, "There are too many high walls here, we have to go around to see them."

Song Jian said: "Then let's go around."

Two people stood on the high wall of the military area, walking along the wall vigilantly with their guns raised.

Old Town, the second floor of the clinic.

Brother Li aimed his gun at the horrific zombie, wanting to kill the tormented monster with one shot.

Yan Ruoming said, "Call some people, I'm going to take this zombie away."

Brother Li frowned: "Why are you crazy?"

Yan Ruoming's voice was trembling: "He's different from other zombies...he...his condition is completely different, we...we may have found the source, the source of the zombie virus..."

He looked for Professor Shen for a long time, but he had a vague feeling that the outbreak of the zombie virus might be related to his missing teacher.

But now... now seeing his teacher who has been missing for many years being imprisoned in such a cruel way in the old city where the outbreak of the zombie virus is the worst, there must be something related... there must be... there must be something related.

Brother Li thinks that Yan Ruoming's actions are too crazy, but now, Yan Ruoming is the only person who can develop a virus vaccine, and everyone worships Yan Ruoming unconditionally, just like a dying person worships a god .

Several young men immediately put down the zombies on the wall, tied them up firmly, packed them in layers of sacks, and threw them into the trunk of the car.

After cleaning up everything, the searchers still haven't found any trace of Song Jian and Chen Mo.

Brother Li said, "Dr. Yan, we should go back."

Yan Ruoming frowned and looked back at the small clinic.

It was a very old and small clinic, and the weather on the sign looked like it was at least 30 years old.

Even if Professor Shen is expelled, there will be countless scientific research foundations secretly throwing olive branches to him. Even Yan Ruoming's father said in private that if Professor Shen can be contacted, the Yan Group can use other names to start a new project for Professor Shen. research institute.

Why did Professor Shen go to the old town to hide?

And why did he die in such a small clinic that looks very harmless to humans and animals?

Yan Ruoming said, "Let's go, there's nothing of value here."

The moment the car started, Yan Ruoming seemed to see something in the rearview mirror.

But when he lowered the window and looked back, there was nothing.

The three vehicles drove out of the commercial street in the old city smoothly and slowly, and returned to the base in a peaceful and smooth way.

On the high wall of the military area, Chen Mo and Song Jian were still walking slowly.

There are a few zombies at the foot of the wall, but these zombies are very slow to react, they don't look up, they just stare straight ahead, wandering slowly in a daze.

Chen Mo stopped, gently pulled Song Jian's sleeve, pointed to a place not far away, and whispered, "Look, there is a warning sign for fire prevention and earthquake protection."

Song Jian said, "Let's go."

The two quickly approached the fire prevention sign, and sure enough, they saw a huge warehouse within sight. Outside the warehouse door lay two fully armed corpses. When I got up again, I could only collapse on the ground, using my incomplete limbs to shake the ground one after another, trying to stand up, but I no longer had the strength.

Chen Mo closed his eyes and took a deep breath, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Song Jian said: "The arsenal is below, Momo, let's try not to cause too much noise. The atmosphere here is not right, so don't disturb too many corpses."

Both had suppressors on their guns and climbed cautiously down the fence.

Song Jian smoked another cigarette, trying to use the smell of smoke to cover up the aura of the two living people.

The two hid in the back door of the overgrown bushes, and approached the gate of the arsenal cautiously and slowly.

A zombie wandered around unconsciously, with its eyes open dully, slowly walking towards the bushes.

Chen Mo subconsciously held his breath and aimed his gun at the zombie.

Song Jian pressed Chen Mo's gun barrel, pressed the child against the back door of the bush, and slowly drew the knife.

Even with the addition of a silencer, such close-range gunshots are enough to attract the attention of zombies wandering in the yard.

The zombie approached the bush step by step, it finally smelled the human breath, its eyes moved blankly, its stiff body slowly bent down, separated by the dark green leaves of the bush, and Chen Mo on the other side of the branches and leaves They stared blankly at each other.

Chen Mo's heart trembled a little. He subconsciously wanted to shoot, but remembering Song Jian's action to stop him from shooting, he tried his best to hold back.

The zombies found Chen Mo and opened their bloody mouths excitedly, wanting to howl to call for their companions.

At this time, Song Jian pulled out the knife sharply, the edge of the knife cut across the rustling bushes, and the tip of the knife ruthlessly plunged into the zombie's throat.

The zombie that hadn't screamed out a large amount of stinky corpse fluid from its throat, and plopped down on the bushes.

The other wandering zombies heard the motive here, but when they turned their heads stiffly, they only saw a companion lying on the bushes, and there was no sign of food.

Chen Mo's breathing gradually relaxed, took out a handkerchief and silently wiped the body fluid off Song Jian's knife, and asked in a low voice, "Song Jian, what should we do?"

Song Jian looked around, looked up at the tall arsenal, thought for a while, and said: "There will be no other passages in the arsenal, we can only go through the main entrance."

Chen Mo looked at these stiff zombies, thought for a while, and said solemnly: "I'll lure them away, I can't force them."

Song Jian smiled lowly: "My irritable little Momo also knows that he can't force it?"

Chen Mo looked up at the high wall of the arsenal, frowned seriously and thought: "I want to go up..."

Song Jian said, "Okay."

With that said, Song Jian took out a set of zip line from his bag and shook it twice.

Chen Mo asked in amazement: "Why did you even prepare this kind of thing?"

Song Jian patted Chen Mo's head, but didn't speak.

He took this set of ziplines when he left the outdoor sporting goods store that night. He was originally worried that there would be problems with the elevators of Yan's Group, and he would use such things.

But if you talk about this matter, Yan Ruoming will be mentioned.

Song Jian is an adult with normal emotional intelligence.Yan Ruoming was an unhealed scar between him and Chen Mo, and he would never mention Yan Ruoming in front of Chen Mo again until the time when he had to mention it.

Song Jian threw the flying rope and hung it firmly on the roof of the arsenal.

Chen Mo was very light, he carried his ak on his back and grabbed the rope and quickly climbed up.

Chen Mo made an OK gesture to Song Jian below, ran to the other side with the gun in his hand, and fired twice at the zombies at the foot of the wall.

Now he finally attracted the attention of the zombies in the yard. The scattered wandering zombies staggered towards him, howling harshly one after another.

Chen Mo waited patiently for all the zombies to gather. Standing on a high place and looking around, he found that the small group of corpses in the yard had already gathered at his feet, and then fired again.

This shot was a signal to Song Jian, indicating the start of transfer.

These zombies are mindless things. After seeing Chen Mo, they didn't think about whether they could catch such a high prey, but kept howling and grabbing upwards.

Chen Mo walked slowly along the edge of the wall, leading the small group of corpses to the back of the arsenal.

Song Jian took the opportunity to sneak into the arsenal through the gate.

Watching Song Jian disappear in the direction of the gate of the arsenal, Chen Mo wittily took off his coat and hung it on the corner to attract the attention of the zombies.Then he lay on the roof to avoid the sight of the zombies, and quickly crawled towards the gate of the arsenal.

He climbed to the roof above the gate, hung the zip line on the edge of the roof, climbed down as light and fast as a kitten, ran into the arsenal, and closed the door behind him.