The guns were scattered all over the ground, and there were many zombies trampled around. The two wheels at the rear of the armored personnel carrier leaned forward, and the small half of the car was kept intact. Liu Yan got off the car and inspected the car's wreckage and said, "Lin Musen ran in this car."

"There are more than one giant like that." Zhang Min speculated: "Lin Musen is really unlucky."

Liu Yan opened a lid under the car bucket and looked at it, mocking, "He is not only unlucky, but also very stupid. He doesn't know how to use this car at all... You see here."

There is an iron box under the car bucket and there are two round openings on the box.

Meng Feng said: "The entire front of the car and the engine were stomped off, but there was no explosion."

Liu Yan said: "Because I specially designed the spare fuel tank under the truck. Once I am chased by zombies, the person on the truck can unscrew the tank lid, and the gasoline will be poured on the ground, and the water will be poured all the way, and some of the gasoline will be released as appropriate. Finally... lit a fire, and the zombies on the road can be easily solved."

Liu Yan walked around to the front of the car and said, "The sparkling gun didn't come in handy either, it's a pity."

Zhang Min poked his head out of the car and looked out. Meng Feng stood beside the crushed front of the car, throwing one of Tang Yixiao's high heels on the ground.

Meng Feng: "..."

Zhang Min: “…”

Liu Yan: "You can pick it up as a souvenir. This should be more valuable than signatures. There is only one shoe, how do you divide it? Why don't you look for it anymore?"

Meng Feng consciously changed the topic: "Where is Lin Musen? He ran away again? He is so lucky."

Zhang Min looked at it for a while, controlled the accelerator and brake with one foot, and pushed it away with the front of the jeep against the wreckage of the armored vehicle.

Meng Feng lifted up the iron cover and found two bloody feet, unable to recognize who it was.

They unloaded the gas tank on the car, tied it behind the Jeep spare tire, and drove away.

November 22, 2012.

Today is the fifth day after the shelter was destroyed by the zombies. My diary was lost, and I temporarily borrowed the Korean goods record from Cassia. The accompanying picture was drawn by him.

With a month's food and two thousand kilometers of gasoline, a spare tire, three and a half people, we set out on the road north.

The retreating friends had no news, so I began to miss them a little. (A bunch of simple drawings of villains holding hands)

This year's winter comes earlier and colder than in previous years. This is a real ice and snowy place. The world is deserted and there is no trace of people. The villages and buildings are all covered with a thick layer of snow. It reminds me of the last generation of ice age before the emergence of mankind.

In the white snow, one or two small sparrows appear occasionally. When you get off the car and rest, Cassia will feed them with biscuit crumbs.

We saw a street sign with an arrow on it, which should be the direction of the government's evacuation. After a brief discussion, everyone (except Cassia) unanimously decided to walk towards the arrow pointing to the north.

These days, we galloped on National Highway 108, and the life detector did not respond. Only zombies were frozen in the wilderness like ice sculptures. There was no signal on the broadcast, and the street signs were covered with a thick layer of ice.

Are there survivors in this world besides us? The white snow and the national highway without ends are as quiet as death everywhere. The tape of the Beatle Four was tossed and turned by Meng Feng over and over again, and finally it was sticky to the magnetic strips.

Fifteen days passed in a row, and we entered Xi'an. The whole city was covered with frost and East Chang'an Street was looted. Fortunately, we could find food in the city, so we changed to a larger car and found enough resources in convenience stores, chemical stores, hardware stores, pharmacies, Walmart and Carrefour warehouses.

The arrow on the street sign can no longer be found, and the end is probably the fallen Xi'an.

Meng Feng suggested that we stay in the city for a while, but in the end he rejected this proposal himself. Because there were still thousands of zombies in the sewer, they were actually keeping the cold underground.

Lintong County, the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang is frozen for thousands of miles.

This is not right.

This is not like the winter in the north. What happened? The weather is so abnormal.

I even suspect that everyone on the earth is dead, the empty sky, the earth, the plains... only four of us drive around the world in a car.

We left Lintong and continued northward.

On December 7, I finally saw an airplane flying across the sky.

"Airplane!" Meng Feng roared.

After braked suddenly, Meng Feng quickly stepped onto the roof of the car, crossed his hands and shouted: "Hey——!"

Meng Feng took off his coat and waved towards the sky. Liu Yan put a signal flare and fired a shot into the sky. The green light flew into the air, then drew an arc and landed on the snow.

(Simple drawing of the plane) On December 8, we waited for a day in the place where the plane had appeared. Meng Feng stepped on the words SOS in the snow, and a fire broke out in the middle.

There were no more search and rescue signs.

Is it a reconnaissance aircraft, bomber, paratrooper or material transport aircraft?

In any case, it’s good that there is still people who are alive, and everything is always hopeful.

The wind and snow are getting heavier, and it seems that there is a cold current moving south again. Without weather forecasts, saving lives is the most important thing.

We walked along the southern foot of Liupan Mountain and saw an arrow on a frozen street sign.

Just as we were about to drive over and check carefully, the wind and snow caught the car. The wind was too strong and the brand was blowing away, so we had to abandon the car and walk.

Zhang Min was so happy that he could walk with a cane. Meng Feng marked the parking area of ​​the car and took us to the high ground, looking for a cave to shelter from the wind.

On December 21, another cold current that went south passed, and the weather turned clear. We came out of the cave, sorted out our equipment, and continued to drive north. The food could last for nearly two months, and it would save some food to last until spring returns to the earth. But for some reason, I think spring may never come.

That was just a premonition.

Until we see the thirty-meter-high broadcast signal tower on the top of the mountain covered with ice and snow.

"Liu Yan! Look here!" Meng Feng said.

He shoveled the snow and there were signs of fire under the tower. Liu Yan frowned and squatted down to push away the ice and snow with his hands. They almost flipped through the snow around them and found a wet cigarette butt, a pine branch that was burned halfway out of the cover, and a piece of rope.

"Parasite Rope." Zhang Min said: "Where did the paratroopers come from?"

They stood on the top of the mountain and looked down. At the other end of the mountain, a dark red light from dusk was shining.

"This is a radio signal tower." Liu Yan said: "Cassia! Take out the radio!"

Cassia wears a thick wool cap, covers the earplugs on her ears, stands under the signal tower, pulls out a long antenna to face the top of the tower, turns the knob to the left and then to the right.

Always quiet.

"Climb up and take a look?" Meng Feng said: "Point the antenna a little, I think it touches the tip of the tower..."

"I can't stand you the most, Meng Feng." Liu Yan said helplessly: "Is it a waste of your time to read the instruction manual before using something?"

Meng Feng: "My dad often does this. When walking, the antenna needs..."

Liu Yan: "You and your father are wrong here. We are already standing under the signal tower. It has no signal, but no signal! It has nothing to do with where you point! Even if you hang the Cassia on the top of this signal tower, he will not receive any signal!"

Meng Feng was so angry that he was: "Your grandma is not much better, Liu Yan! When you went to your house before, your grandma didn't even use the remote control, so she just took a photo of the TV! Can you change the channel when taking a photo of the TV?! Do you take a photo to me?"

Liu Yan: "Enough!"

Zhang Min fell to the side of the road with a smile. Cassin didn't hear what they were saying at all. He was immersed in his alien signal and followed Liu Yan with a radio in his arms.

Meng Feng went back and drove over and said, "Where are you going now?"

Liu Yan: "I don't know, ask your dad's radio and go and have a dear."

Meng Feng drove and said, "Then... look along the foot of the mountain, huh, baby, look, are there two snowmen there?"

Liu Yan didn't look at it, Meng Feng patted his face and said, "Turn around and look there."

There are two piles of snow in the wilderness.

Zhang Min said: "It's natural."

Meng Feng: "Well, what is the principle of physics? Baby, explain it."

The car stopped, and Cassin looked curiously, then got out and walked staggeringly. Something seemed to be covered under the snow. Cassin pushed away the snow on it, touched a long, hard thing, and pulled it out.

Pull out a carrot.

Cassia: "?"

Meng Feng was stunned.

Three seconds later, Liu Yan realized something, rushed into the car, pressed Meng Feng's hand to the horn, and several horns rang out from afar in the snow.

Meng Feng pulled out a whistle in the glove box and blew hard with all his energy.

On the back of the foot of the mountain, a child came stepping on the snow.

"Captain...Captain!" The fat man immediately shouted when he saw Cassia. "Captain Cassia!"

Meng Feng took a deep breath and took Liu Yan's hand out of the car. The fat man screamed "Ah--" as if he had seen a ghost, so he turned around and ran away.

"Wait!" Liu Yan shouted: "Where to go! Stop!"

The little fat man fell in the snow and ran wildly. They got into the car and raised snowflakes all over the sky and chased after them. They walked around the bottom of the mountain like a tree root across the snow. They suddenly opened up in front of them. In the distance was a vast farm located at the foot of the mountain.

The fat man ran out with a group of people, shouting loudly. Liu Yan stopped the car and rushed forward, shouting and hugging the survivors.

On December 22, 2012, we finally found our lost partners. They left the arrows and words after leaving the shelter - it turned out to be Hu Jue's idea.

Then Wen Qige led everyone around Xi'an and headed north to the southern part of Ningxia. At the junction of the two provinces, he saw a tall signal tower, which was like us, headed east along the foothills and turned north.

There is a highway here, and at the end of the highway is a farm with the words "Farmhouse" on the sign.

Hu Jue led his brothers who could fight to eliminate the ten zombies inside and buried them on the west side of the farm.

It's not too big, but it's much better than our last home.

It is surrounded by mountains and water, and the rivers to the east have been completely frozen. It was said that there were artificial hot springs, but due to insufficient energy, they have frozen.

The farm resort in the suburbs... is like a paradise.

During these days when we were away, seventy-nine people took Hu Jue as the leader, and Wen Qige took on the responsibility of protecting everyone. When Hu Jue handed back to my diary, he said something to Meng Feng.
Chapter completed!