Apocalypse Cockroach

The earth fell into darkness and the stars in the sky were hidden. On this quiet night, two dark men jumped out in a dry drain two kilometers from the small factory.

“See who they are?” A low male accent speaks loud, even in this fart of quiet nights, only his companions can hear it.

“It's the army, they're driving a military car, a colorful military car, with machine guns in it, and they're all PLA, just like a military helmet rifle. ”

The man's companion spoke, and the voice carried a strange sand dumb voice, like that of a little boy in a period of alternation, and apparently the man was not old enough.

“Yam, do you see how many of them there are? ”

The man asked again earlier.

“No... I don't know... I've been lying here, I haven't dared to move, I can't see too far apart, they have more than 10 military vehicles, I guess there are 180 people...”

When he heard the reply from the taro, the man silenced for a while and said, “Strange... what is the army doing here? The army of one hundred and eighty is similar to the previous regiment. Is there something here? I haven't heard of it in over 30 years. ”

“Uncle Yun, you see them passing by from time to time, just to leave a foot here temporarily? ”

The taro gave the nearest practical reason. Uncle Yun was a little hesitant after hearing it and shook his head eventually.

“Didn't you say those military cars were over your head? They have guns, heavy machine guns, and cannons of those two tubes, and they can't stay overnight anywhere, they have to stay overnight, and I think there's something wrong with that. ”

The man wanted to say of course, but said that the more he thought he was reasonable, the louder he had to start to speak.

“Uncle Yun, keep your voice down and don't let them hear you. ”

Uncle Yun warned the taro, staring at a small factory two kilometers away, he had no idea that even if he sang loud, his voice would not necessarily reach 2,000 meters away.

With the warnings of the taro, Uncle Yun also lowered his voice, just grunting.

“Even if there's something here, it has nothing to do with us. They have guns, we're not dead up there. Besides, even if it's under our noses, they say it's national, we can't just stare. Remember, last time...”

“Stop it, let's go back and ask a book, he's a college student, knows more than us, horses next door, everything is the state, even our ancestral graves are the state, dig or say archaeology, I fuckin 'eggs. ”

Two black silver went back down the drain, and along the drain they quickly strode forward. On this night when they couldn't reach five fingers, his speed was actually the same as that of lighting up a flashlight. As the two shadows ran over, they were getting farther and farther away from the factory until half an hour later they climbed out of the drain.

“Touch... touch... touch... touch..."

A man knocked a metal tube bare outside the soil layer in front of a small mound, with a special rhythm of metal muffled sounds coming from afar on this silent night, after three cycles, the knocking stopped.

The dugout then silently exposed a hole similar to the tank, and two men with kerosene lamps came out of the hole, who carefully observed the movement around them, and then took the two men out for reconnaissance into the hole.

Dark and deep in the cave, in the weak light, on the dirt walls on both sides of the cave, some tiny creases as people walked past the small wind brought up to know the fall of the cord, a thick and different steel bar, or a wooden beam propped on both sides of the tunnel, when it prevented the cave from collapsing and erecting a load-bearing beam.

Four people walked silently in narrow tunnels, and they could smell nothing but thick earth, and the air was cloudy. From time to time, they could see a bamboo barrel buried in the dirt on top of their heads, and the other end of these barrels was exposed in a hidden place outside, which was the vent.

The tunnel was not long, and soon they went down to a wide hall, a hall completely different from that of the humble tunnel, the ground and walls were all bricked up, and there were some colorful ancient murals on the walls, although no one could see the scenery, but from the wide sleeves of the crown, the robe and the clothing, the paintings here were hundreds or even thousands of years old.

This is an ancient tomb, where burial utensils have long gone missing, a huge coffin in the middle of the tomb, the coffin in the coffin has been removed, a thick and uneven plank of wood laid on that huge sarcophagus filled with scattered debris.

The graveyard used to live dead, now alive, under the illumination of kerosene lamps hanging on the wall, hundreds of rudimentary floors were laid on the corner of the wall, most people slept in their quilts, some more vigilant looked up at the four men who had just come in, met acquaintances, and they only went back to sleep.

Four men did not stop in the lobby, and they carefully stepped over a messy floor and crossed a sleeping man and woman into a tunnel that was also made of brick barriers.

The ramp was not long, more than twenty meters, on the ramp left and right with two stone doors open, they stood in front of a stone door, and the two men who led the way rushed to the reconnaissance nodded and walked backwards to the lobby with the oil lamp.

The stone door is open, the inside is also lit with kerosene lamps, the faint light comes out of the inside and shines on the two people outside the door, illuminating the appearance of the two people, the age difference between the two is huge.

A roughly thirty years old, full of wrinkles, slightly pointy forehead, cloudy eyes, two rows of yellow teeth in a slightly wide mouth exposed outside, some black spots on it, at first glance knew it was that kind of acrobatic nicotine, this man should be an old cigarette gun.

The other was taller than the old cigarette gun. He was thinner. Compared to the old cigarette gun, the old cigarette gun had to change him. Although his face was stained with various mud stains, he could still see the naivety on his face. At this time, he was nervous and seemed to have a prehistoric beast lurking inside the stone gate.

Two people looked at each other and swallowed a spit at the same time. They took a deep breath at the door and walked in with a heavy stride on their scalps.

Once in the door is like two worlds, outside is the ancient tomb, inside is the ghost domain, this room used to be the burial room of the wife and concubine of the tomb owner, the original mural decoration is no different from the outside, now these murals are all gone, a thick layer of lime powder painted the entire wall.

It's nothing, but the walls were painted with lime and hung with ornaments, the least valuable thing in the last life, the zombies.