Chapter 825 (1/2)
At the moment of Yin, the morning star on Fenghuang Mountain twinkles and the full moon hangs high. It is a good day with clear clouds. The paths in the mountains are winding across the hills. Weeds with dew wet Wang Chen's shoes. Wang Chen is carrying a green cloth package, which is wrapped in the wrapping paper of the most famous Jinji pastry shop in Suzhou. It is like a square cake - colloidal explosive.
This makes Wang Chen look like a scholar who goes up the mountain with snacks, if he ignores his short hair.
The finished product of colloidal explosives is in the form of light yellow powder. After mixing the nitroglycerin, it can be shaped into mud like flour. Although it looks like cakes, it still smells like a faint smell of chemical raw materials. Wang Chen coated these ”Zhenlei” with icing sugar and even added a little strong flavor to cover it up.
Wang Chen has a pity. If he is given more time, it will be more convenient for him to beat the cream and frame the western style cakes. Now Zhenlei looks very delicious. It is said to be a new product of Jinji. In this small town with underdeveloped transportation, no one should doubt it.
The teacher palace copied the path and followed Wang Chen.
Today, what we have to do is to kill the family. Wang Chen is not careful. He is a stranger. Although his short hair is a little eye-catching, the Taoist temple is not the government, and will not cut people for questioning. Although it is strange that a stranger with short hair walks up the mountain in the early morning and night, it is more obvious than the prominent goal of shichanggong Laodao, It won't make any big mistakes.
After all, the Taoists in Shangqing palace have never seen Wang Chen. If they can recognize Wang Chen, they will see a ghost!
The gun in his arms stabbed Wang Chen's waist and abdomen, but gave him a strange sense of security. Wang Chen remembered the last memory before crossing, blood, fire, women's cry, men's cry, as well as the sound of smashing and broken glass. Those familiar people lay in a pool of blood and let the more and more hot sun bake.
And -- those corpses that can eat people.
He still clearly remembers that he waved an iron rod and smashed it on the head of the corpse whose throat bones were exposed in the air and smelled rotten. At that time, he was bitten on his shin by a grumpy and crazy mouse. It seemed that he was infected with some virus. His head became more and more dizzy and his body began to heat, but he couldn't treat himself.
Out of the community, without the protection of the wall, we have to face the runaway animals and corpses in the street at the first time.
The survivors gathered in a remote building in the community and temporarily organized to wait for the government's rescue. The gunfire kept ringing in the distance, which made them afraid and brought a trace of comfort. Originally, the injured people like Wang Chen should be taken care of and treated in the rear. The survivors collected the medicine they and their neighbors kept at home, A doctor built a rear emergency room, but when the disaster broke out, it was time to go to work. There were too few young and old men among the survivors in the community.
Wang Chen had to join in cleaning the riot dogs and bodies in the community, at least blocking the door of the community and creating a second line of defense.
Wang Chen didn't know the cause of the disaster. He only heard that except for their city and other parts of China, there was no great chaos under the control of the government. He also didn't hear the news of a plague that can make animals violent and the dead come back to life, just like the zombie virus in science fiction. This is also the reason why the survivors are confident to stick to the government rescue, The radio has been reminding that when they get home, the survivors establish organizations and unite to wait for rescue.
”Maybe everything comes from the meteor shower all over the world on the night of December 21!”
The meteorite fell in Canada, within the Arctic circle. It was said that it was an ice based meteorite. After disintegrating in the atmosphere, some fragments scattered. Among them, one meteorite fragment fell into the sea area near Wang Chen's city. Wang Chen knew this when listening to his friends chatting in the group. Someone joked that he was going to be a meteorite hunter and look for tens of thousands of precious meteorites per gram, But someone immediately retorted that the ice based meteorite should have melted into the sea even if it had not been burned up.
That night, the sky was as red as blood.
Wang Chen's thoughts were a little far away, but when the other courtyard of the Shangqing palace appeared in his sight, he was still a little distracted. He squeezed the hardwood stick on his right hand. It felt heavy. Some of it looked like the iron stick on that day. This thing that looked like the crutch on which the scholar Mountaineering Association was leaning was the third largest weapon in Wang Chen's hand. He carefully wrapped an iron sheet around the head of the stick and hoped that when waving it, The center of gravity can weigh hands more.