Pale Silence

Chapter 57 Fearless

Chen Mo looked in the direction pointed by Song Jian, and there was a wall there.

"There's nothing there, only strong," he said.

Song Jian said, "Knock the wall open."

The strong man who was following Chen Mo immediately picked up the hammer and hit it hard, smashing open the thin iron plate.

Sure enough, there is a hand-cranked pulley inside, and the long swinging arm can be stretched out.

Chen Mo looked at this thing in astonishment, and then remembered that Song Jian used to work in the Yan Group, and no one was more familiar with the terrain of this building than he was with the internal structure of this building.

Although he didn't want to get too close to Song Jian, Chen Mo asked awkwardly, "Then what should I do?"

Song Jian drove to the downstairs of Yan's Group, looked up at the huge towering building, and said in a low voice: "The laboratory counts from the east wall, counting four floor tiles, that floor can be moved. You put Break it open there, and you can see something."

Chen Mo and the two looked at each other suspiciously, and they really broke the floor tile.

The bottom is actually empty, it is a square metal cargo compartment, turn the pulley by hand, and the cargo compartment will slowly descend.

Chen Mo remembered that there was a thick square pillar in the center of the hall on the first floor of Yan's Group. He always thought it was a load-bearing pillar, but he didn't expect it to be a secret passage.

Song Jian said: "Momo, things can be transported down by pulleys, you send someone to the b3 floor of the underground parking lot to pick them up. There is a big trash can against the wall there, push the trash can open, there is a secret door behind."

Chen Mo believed Song Jian's words without hesitation this time: "Fang Yingchen, go to the underground garage."

Fang Yingchen was also a tiger, and immediately drove into the underground garage without hesitation.

There were zombies in both b1 and b2, but Fang Yingchen drove too fast. Before these low-level zombies had time to react, Fang Yingchen shot them with one hand, and they drifted gracefully to the third floor.

There is actually no parking on the third floor, it is more like a huge utility room, where all the things that are not used but not thrown away are put here.

She saw the huge trash can that Song Jian was talking about.

The trash can was full of unusable mechanical parts and medical waste, Fang Yingchen would not be able to push it away with a girl's physical strength, so she simply drove into it, knocking the trash can far away.

The big green dumpster was smashed, and parts and scrap were scattered all over the place.

Song Jian switched to the private channel, and said to Chen Mo in the earphone: "Momo, this little girl really does things just like you."

Chen Mo inexplicably felt that this sentence was a bit ambiguous, so he cut off the signal of the private channel expressionlessly.

Fang Yingchen said: "Brother Chen, I found the secret door, you guys get the things out."

Chen Mo said: "You can't move so many things by yourself, put them on the ground first, and then move them to the car after we get down later."

Song Jian said: "I've reached the third floor underground, I'll come."

Chen Mo stopped talking.

The teammates held back their laughter and waited for the order: "Brother Chen, which one should we move first?"

Chen Mo glanced around, pointing to the heaviest one: "Let him move the heaviest one first!"

With the passage provided by Song Jian, Chen Mo and the others successfully transported the medicinal materials and instruments needed by the scientific research team. Things went much smoother than expected, and Chen Mo couldn't believe it.

Song Jian said while loading equipment on the truck: "If you tell me that you are going to come to Yan's Group to move things, I will follow whatever I say."

Fang Yingchen put the medicine box on the truck with both hands, and asked curiously, "How do you know this place so well?"

Song Jian said: "I used to work as a bodyguard for the boss of this company for many years."

Fang Yingchen looked at Song Jian's face and tried hard to estimate Song Jian's age in his head.

Song Jian had no choice but to say: "It hasn't been many years. When I was a teenager, I was a gangster on the street. At that time, I followed the Yan family. Later, when the Yan family became bigger, I went out for a few years and continued to work for Yan when I came back. The family thug. Boss Yan trusts me very much, and tells me everything big and small. In the end..."

Fang Yingchen listened to Song Jian's past without blinking, trying to find traces of Chen Mo's past.

But Song Jian didn't say anything more.

A new box of medicines was put down, Song Jian lifted the medicine box and put it on the truck, and did not continue this topic.

Fang Yingchen was full of curiosity about Chen Mo's past.

But Chen Mo never wanted to talk about his past, and Fang Yingchen didn't dare to provoke Chen Mo, so he had to hold back until now.

But she was sure that Song Jian was much easier to talk to than Chen Mo.

After the equipment and medicinal materials have been moved, the rest is people.

Chen Mo put the two teammates down with the hand lift, and he planned to continue walking through the ventilation duct.

Fang Yingchen brought a cart of medicine and two people and wanted to evacuate as soon as possible.

Song Jian pressed the intercom and said in a low voice: "Momo, you go back the same way, I will meet you at the back door, see you at the old place."

He spoke calmly and gently, as if they hadn't experienced the ten-year separation, the pain of betrayal and hurt.

As if the end of the world never came, he was just a normal guy picking up his little boyfriend from school.

Chen Mo was awkwardly silent for a while, but finally agreed: "Okay."

They no longer have the energy to lose their temper, and he is no longer the little boy who worries about gains and losses all day long by Song Jian's side.

He is strong enough.

Strong enough to protect yourself and others, and no longer fear the harm that may come.

Strong enough to dare to accept the overtures of his ex-boyfriend, and dare to let himself die.

Chen Mo slowly climbed down the safe passage.

At the height of the seventh floor, it is difficult for a person to come down. For some vertical pipes, he has to use his hands, feet and back to support them in the vertical pipes, and then slowly rub down.

In the dark, Chen Mo didn't look at his watch, but just sketched out the pipeline structure of Yan's Group's entire office building in his mind to prevent himself from going the wrong way.

He didn't know how long he had been gone, but it must have been a long time.

The world was unbelievably quiet, as if he was the only one left in the world.

He thought of Fang Yingchen, the sniper, and his teammates.

They are brothers who live and die together, full of trust and tacit understanding between each other, but none of these people can fill the vacant thing in his heart.

During these years in the safe zone, some people showed affection to him, and some left notes and flowers in front of his window.

There are men and there are women.

There was nothing wrong with those people, but he...he felt as if he had grown old. He erected a solid wall around his soul, refusing anyone to approach him, unable to accept such an intimate relationship.

The pain in his heart when he was young was too deep-rooted, the knot of death was entangled in his heart, he couldn't untie it, he couldn't untie it, he couldn't untie it, he couldn't cut it off, it hurt his heart, liver and lungs, but it was deeply rooted in the deepest part of his heart, and it took root in that defenseless place , can no longer accommodate other people to enter.

Chen Mo climbed down the last section of the ventilation duct and kicked open the dust-proof panel leading to the outside of the office building.

This is the second floor, and there is still a high distance from the ground.

But Chen Mo was bored inside, and really didn't want to climb to the first floor, so he poked his head out from the exit of the ventilation duct on the second floor, like a dejected little hamster.

He looked down and saw a car parked on the grass. Song Jian leaned on the car and looked up at him with a gun in his hand.

Chen Mo said, "Song Jian, I'm tired."

Song Jian walked over, put the gun behind his back, raised his head and opened his arms to Chen Mo: "It's okay, I'll follow you."

Chen Mo's voice was hoarse: "Song Jian, I don't believe you."

Song Jian said: "One last time, okay?"

Chen Mo took a deep breath, closed his eyes and looked into the distance, and asked, "Where is my team?"

Song Jian said: "Let them wait in the suburbs, it will be safer there."

Chen Mo didn't speak, but retracted his head silently.

Song Jian looked up blankly, facing Chen Mo's indifferent attitude of refusing to avoid him, he didn't know what to say to make Chen Mo get closer to him.

The stiff atmosphere didn't last long, and Song Jian saw movement near the vent again.

Chen Mo changed his posture, slowly stretched out his legs first, then moved them out little by little, and finally hung his hands on the air vent, looked down at Song Jian, moved his legs expressionlessly, and said in a muffled voice : "Pick me up."

Song Jian couldn't ask for it, and hurriedly raised his hand to pick up Chen Mo.

The two of them, 1.8 meters tall, were almost touching each other when they got together like this.

Song Jian said: "Momo, I can catch you, come down."

Chen Mo let go of his hand and let his body fall from a height of more than four meters.

But the feeling of falling didn't even last for a tenth of a second. Song Jian caught his legs, then his waist, and then he fell into Song Jian's arms.

Song Jian stood under the setting sun and firmly caught him who jumped from the second floor.

Chen Mo was in a daze.

He looked at Song Jian's face in the dim sky, but he couldn't see what kind of expression this man had.

Song Jian's voice was a little tight, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Momo."

Chen Mo said, "Put me down."

Song Jian said, "Aren't you going to let me go?"

Chen Mo said, "No."

Song Jian frowned: "Why not?"

Chen Mo raised his gun and shook it behind Song Jian: "Because there are corpses coming over there."

Song Jian turned his head and found a large group of spider zombies rushing towards them with their mouths wide open.

The two rushed into the car in a hurry, Song Jian lit the ignition and started it quickly, and rushed to the edge of the city at a fast speed.

In front of him is the gray and dim sunset, and behind him is the huge group of corpses chasing after him.

Song Jian drove the car on the ruins of human civilization, and Chen Mo sat beside him, turning on the car stereo in silence.

The bursting melody of "morning after" sounded in the carriage. Chen Mo lowered the window to let the wind mess up his hair, and stretched out the muzzle of his gun to clean up the zombies in front of him.

Song Jian was familiar with this song when he heard it, but he couldn't remember where he heard it.

So he glanced at Chen Mo beside him from the corner of his eye.

Chen Mo had grown up, his face was no longer similar to Yan Ruoming's.

But Song Jian felt extremely at ease and satisfied in his heart.

He also lowered the car window, leaned on the steering wheel with one hand and shot sideways to the left front.

There were corpses blocking the way ahead, so Chen Mo took out the semi-finished bomb and threw it forward.

Blue smoke rose, and the corpses screamed and fell to the ground, briefly revealing the gap.

At the critical moment, Song Jian stomped on the accelerator and rushed over without hesitation.

A dilapidated car ran wildly in the desolate city, and they were already fearless.