《Protect Humanity Project》1. Left in the wilderness
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Olivia,District 12,Asia
The golden dunes are endless,and the occasional bare rock is just like the dry bones of the earth,scorched by the Sun and lifeless.
Peiji and his fifth squad had been on the desert for three days,moving beyond them a trail of shallow and deep footprints across the vast expanse of dead space.
He raised his head and drained the last drop of water from the jug,being in faint mark on his tanned skin as the sweat ran down his sharp Adam’s apple.
Behind him a man suddenly shouted:“Ah,I see the 28th Workshop!”
Not far from them stood a dark steel structure,like the skeleton of a huge dragon from a distance,rising and falling quietly in the desert,where there was not any living thing.
Murphy took a few quick steps,flopped onto a huge support post,shaded himself from the overhead shadows,and sprawled out his tongue,panting like a dog.
The rest of the fifth squad was not any better,either sitting or lying down,with their shirts unbuttoned to dissipate the heat,looking from a distance like a bunch of naked men in Rags.
Instead,Peiji looked at a terminal display on his wrist.Comparing the data from his task,he began examining the mechanical joints in the factory floor one by one to see if anything was amiss.The work was meticulous and tedious.
The steel trestle above them is a fully automated mine,containing tin,silver,and oil of every kind,and these steel trees can extract up to one billion per cent a year from this most chaotic and hostile of 12 districts.
The mining company operates by remote control,requiring no manpower at all,and there are a few troubleshooting and routine maintenance tasks that many of the 12"F"Is for Fugitive is willing to carry out as long as they are allocated.
Murphy took off his shoes to demonstrate of his big feet.“Next time,rent a desert bike,”he complained.“After a few days of hiking. My soles are blistered.”
“A motorcycle needs 120 points,you pay?”Guerin laughed at him.
“I’m just complaining.”
“If we can not kill a few more perverts on the way,we’ll have enough points,”said Tours,who was munching a pie on the other side.
The deserts,Gobi,and desert beyond the cities of the 12th aggrandisement are collectively known as no man’s land.There are more important than 50 mining sites around the clock,and the crude oil that is collected is simply processed and transported via a crisscrossed air pipeline along a planned route to Area 11 for further processing.
The Rumble of the mine was deafening,and the Peiji looked up at the black track in mid-air.
As the crowd watched,they saw a series of small white dots,a kind of white oval carriage that resembled a silkworm chrysalis.They came at high speed,far and near,along the Skyrail,and soon passed over their head and went to the desert hinterland.
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“More people being sold in. ”Guerin said.
The Peiji saw the disappearing white carriage:“One,two,three,three carriages.”
“More than 100 have become degenerates...”
He knew long ago that this demon’s curse would grow until it turned the world into a dark cage.
The Moyan opened his eyes in the hot wind.
The Sun was incandescent. The sky was blue,not a cloud in sight.
She struggled to sit up,wiped the sand on her face,only to find that a lizard had just crawled through the back of her hand,chilly,and it was now squatting on a piece of gravel and turning its head to look at her.
Moyan and the lizard looked at each other for a few seconds before they began to explore their surroundings.
There was truly nothing to look at-it was an interminable desert,dotted with broken stones and broken branches.
In the distance there were lofty mountains,so low in vegetation that they looked gray.She squinted and saw strange black buildings on the other side of the horizon.
What the hell has this place?Being the one still in China?
Is the zombie virus going?Are we extinct?
Moyan patted himself on the dirt,took a deep breath,forced himself to calm down,and began examining his belongings one by one:the ring knife in his jacket pocket,the half eaten Hardtack in the crawl space,in his pants pocket was a lighter with a small half of fuel left,a dagger strapped to his shins,and a handful of anti-inflammatories hidden in the heel of his boot.
That’s all she’s got.
All right,how’s she gonna use all this stuff to set up Jedi Survival Mode in this hellhole?
It can be fixed as hot as 40 degrees Celsius in the desert during the day,and the fierce wind blows sand and dust on the face,making the skin dull and painful.All the sweat is taken away by the wind and the body quickly dehydrates.
So the first thing the Moyan did when they came through was cook the lizard.
She gathered some Leaf Storm and made a little bonfire,which she put aside with a dagger to burn the Little Aborigine,who she had only met once.
Half her face was hidden under her collar,except for her inky,lacquered eyes,and her fingers played deftly with the ring knife.That doesn’t sound like a 17-or 18-year-old.
Moyan was born 10 years after the end of the world,and in less than a month the world was turned into a zombie by an ancient virus released by a state research facility.
After the apocalypse,when normal social order broke down and her parents died of a zombie virus,Moyan was raised by all Qaeda security until she was 13,and for the next four years,she knew how to starve and protect herself,to survive in this cruel world.
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The last thing I remember is that she was on a mission with some of the young men on the base,and they were just trying to clear a blocked street,and somehow the picture changed,and she woke up in this mysterious desert.
“As long as it’s on Earth...”
The temperature difference between day and night is essential to the desert.How Hot It is later the day,how cold it is at night.
Unable to locate water,she dehydrated herself with rare cacti and plant roots,and as she lay curled up next to a boulder.Moyan prayed that she would find people tomorrow.She didn’t be dead at 17.
That’s how it usually works.
With indomitable perseverance,the girl alone in the Gobi Walk,the destination is a fact that the dim outline of the dark buildings in the distance.Fortunately,perhaps owing to the distortion of the desert air,the shadowy building was not far from her.
In the afternoon of the next day,the Moyan came to the clearing.
It’s like a mining operation,but there’s no sign of anyone.
The ground is poured with cement,working machines carry minerals into orbit,and a huge Arabic numeral sign,“29,”hangs in the air above the building,there are no additional instructions.
The Moyan turned the small workshop upside down,and one of the mechanical joints,it found a small faucet,unscrewed,and the pipe slowly trickled clear water into the sink.
“Bless you,”the Moyan sighed with relief.
Not far from her was the fifth squad,which was making rapid progress over the dunes,leaving a trail of disheveled feet about ten meters behind them,a horde of naked,eerily moving creatures,at least thirty of them,following close behind.
“The sky is lying with me,”cried Murphy,with a deep scratch on his left thigh and blood gushing from it.Even if he clenched his teeth and bandaged them,he would inevitably slow down and fall behind the line.
One of their pursuers,a fast moving creature with limbs reduced to claws,pounced,opening its jaws in a weird way,only to be discovered in the eye by a bullet from the front as it approached Biting Murphy.
Soon,a barrage of bullets pierced the monster’s brain,Peiji his gun,and lifted the pale murphy,shouting,“Shut up and Go!”
He was looking at the black quarry not far away:“All hands,move to workshop 29!Take cover!”
The rest of the brothers did do not say that a word,picked up the equipment to run as far as possible. One side still has to leave the force and keep up with the monster.
Murphy gritted his teeth to support,he was so sorry:“Boss,I’m sorry,just now I went to chase that single degenerate,would not have let everyone in danger.”
Instead of using a gun,the Peiji wields an ugly mace and smashes the head of a fallen bird in half with a flourish:“I don’t blame you
Though the captain didn’t blame him,Murphy felt even more guilty.
A few of the men and the monster on their side fought noisily,which naturally disturbed the Moyan hiding in the quarry.
“What’s that noise?Be somebody shooting at Zombies?”
From this vantage point,she saw an armed squad dressed as mercenaries,armed with a variety of weapons,involved in a perpetual struggle against the pursuers.
One of them seemed to be wounded,and because there were so many of them in pursuit,they were moving towards the mine where she was hiding.As the man roared and barked strangely,she saw what was nipping at the team...Something.
They come in all shapes and forms,naked and grotesque,some with jaws like a dog’s kiss and jaws like a shark’s teeth;some with limbs reduced to claws that can only crawl;others with back hair that comes out of their tails.
Rao is paragraph Mo Yan to see a zombie also can not help dumbfounding,what the hell is this thing?Clearly like the alienation of the beast,but also long half a human body,is just more disgusting than the undried zombie.
I thought it said he is still on earth,but now it looks like it might be?
As Peiji fought off the monster,he suddenly sensed something,jerked his head back,and looked sharply through the jagged steel structure,just in time to take the tiny figure lurking in the shadows.
“There’s someone up there!”
All of a sudden,there was a lot of speculation.Numerous competitors from District 12 popped into his head.Was it an ambush?Is it a trap?To lure his team here on Purpose?
Peiji gripped the gun in his hand and. Within a second,was prepared to shoot the sneaky ambush through the air.
When an ugly depraved creature attacked him,the Peiji Classical conditioning,subconsciously punching him,crushing his sternum with his iron-pierced fist,kicking it away and turning back,the gun was pointed at the stealthy hiding high up.
The wind goes and gets the sand and scatters the cover.
The silence was deafening,and the Peiji was stunned.
The man broke into the sunlight,and he could see clearly her flawless skin,her slender body,her long,dark hair,and her delicate,beautiful cheeks.
Woman,woman?
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