Doomsday rat

Page 144

Two days later, one man and two horses finally turned out of the ravine and returned to the abandoned road.Although the road still twists and turns in the ravine, at least it is flat, so there is no need to lead a horse on foot.

"Ha... finally let me see it!" After walking for more than three hours, the mountain gradually slowed down, and a large area of ​​bright purple appeared in front of it.Hong Tao took out his binoculars and scanned to see what it was, lavender, large areas of lavender bloomed, one of the beauties in the Huocheng area.

When I traveled to Xinjiang Province in the past, I didn't catch up with the flowering season. Now that there is no human planting, these plants have not bowed to nature, and they are still growing lushly.It is nothing more than some white, yellow, and red flowers mixed in, but this way it looks more natural.

445 Going to Yining 2

"Special, special, special..." The two old horses seemed to feel the beautiful scenery and smell the fragrance of flowers, and kept snorting, their steady and slow steps suddenly became brisk, their heads kept shaking, and their ears went back and forth. turn.

"Woo... woo..." Hong Tao didn't feel that the horse was resonating with him, so he quickly pulled the rein and raised the binoculars again, scanning the ruins of buildings in the distance that were flooded in bright purple.

Domesticated horses are timid and intelligent animals, using movements and sounds to tell their owners about their status and thoughts.Sniffing is to clear the strong floral fragrance in the nasal cavity, which makes them a little uncomfortable.Shaking their heads and wiggling their ears, it's not just about smell, it's about hearing sounds that disturb them.

"Crack... Drive!" Sure enough, there was a problem. Two figures appeared in the binoculars walking between the buildings. They were too far away to see clearly, but they must be people and not zombies.Hong Tao looked at the spot for a few minutes and found no other targets. He loaded his pistol and then drove his horse forward slowly.

This time he came out with a long gun, grenade, night vision goggles and body radar. Although those things are eye-catching, they can save his life.However, he did not intend to forcefully rush through the checkpoint in full armor, and would find a place to hide most of the weapons along the way.Keep a pistol, dagger, ax and the steel crossbow in Kuitun, like a richer refugee.

I just have to give up the HK45 I am used to and replace it with the MP443 "Crow".This pistol was carried in large quantities by some Russian survivors. In the past few years, when the ammunition was not too short, refugees with conditions were willing to get one.

Its biggest feature is that it is powerful. It can use Russian-made 9mm steel-core armor-piercing bullets, and it can penetrate bulletproof vests without reinforced inserts with a single shot tens of meters away.

In addition, the 17-round double-row magazine can also make the fire output more continuous, and the muzzle is also threaded for the installation of a silencer.The disadvantage is that the handle of the gun is a bit large, and it is not easy for people with small hands to hold it with one hand.

The closer he got to the ruins of the building, the sharper Hong Tao's gaze behind the snow mirror became.This is obviously not a village, it should be a very large town in terms of the number of high-rise buildings.From north to south, from west to east, and from east to west, several main arterial roads meet here.

The figure I saw just now was already submerged in the row upon row of buildings, but more figures flickered from the ruins and street corners from time to time, and disappeared immediately after they found themselves.

But Hong Tao knew that these people must be hiding in a corner and shadow that is not easy to be found and staring at them.Now it feels a bit like watching a western movie. I am the protagonist and I am riding a horse into a strange western town.The locals all cast strange glances from behind the windows, but the streets were empty.

What to do in this situation?It is the worst choice to rush over with a fast horse and a whip. Let alone whether these two old horses still have the ability to sprint, even if they have horses, their speed cannot keep up with bullets and bows and arrows.

The correct approach should be the same as when encountering a beast in the mountains and forests. Don't show your back, and don't rush up with your teeth and claws.It is necessary to make the beast feel that you are not easy to mess with, but also make it feel that you are not directly threatened.

"Shua..." For example, pull out the MP443 "Crow" and put it on the saddle. The purpose is to let people hiding in the dark see clearly that my teeth are very sharp. Use your brain to think about whether it is worth it.

Holding a hard and thick gun handle, riding a horse on an unfamiliar street, there are obviously people around, but the silence is terrifying, and even the wind seems unwilling to pass by here.

"Boom... blah... blah... blah..."

A sudden sound of metal collisions broke the false calm, and Hong Tao's tense nerves reacted immediately. He turned sideways, lowered his head, followed the direction of the sound, and hid his body behind the horse's head as much as possible, looking for the target with his peripheral vision. , while raising the gun with both hands ready to fire.

"Yu Jia, Yu Jia, run quickly..." The target appeared and was locked in less than a second. It was a short figure running out of a high-rise building on the side of the road and crossing the road. There seemed to be someone behind. The voice was a little panicked, it was still a woman.

"Boom... blah..." Before Hong Tao could figure out what the scene was and whether he should shoot, there was another sound of metal colliding and glass shattering in the high-rise building, and then a similarly short man rushed out. figure.

"Plop..." Before running a few steps, he fell on his stomach at the door, his face full of pain and bitterness.

Now Hong Tao saw clearly that the people who ran out one after another were all children, a man and a woman, about six or seven years old, dressed in cloaks worse than his own, but their faces and hands were clean.

But his posture didn't change, the gun didn't put down, and his index finger was still on the trigger.In this era, there is no virtue of respecting the old and caring for the young. Some people use old people, children, and women as bait for the sake of food, multiple weapons, or convenience for robbery.

Hong Tao encountered more than one time, but he was not fooled even once, and he did not let even one escape.Regardless of men, women, old people and children, as long as they participated in actions that have no good intentions against themselves, they would all be shot and killed on the spot, and then make up one by one, and write Yoro's sign to warn others.

"Dangdangdang..." He didn't hesitate this time, and fired three shots without hesitation.

It's just that the bullet didn't hit the little boy and the little girl, but shot a zombie that had just rushed out of the building's entrance.No way, his marksmanship has not made any qualitative leaps for so many years. Even with the most convenient HK45, he is only 50% sure that he can shoot a headshot at about 30 meters.

The little boy and the little girl were already scared to death. One was standing in the middle of the road with a tin can in his hand, and the other was still lying on the ground.

Not only the two children were in a daze, but the people hiding in the ruins of the nearby buildings also began to show their heads. Even if Hong Tao didn't turn his head, he could feel several cold gazes sweeping across his back.

"Drive..." It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, Hong Tao pulled the reins a little, let the horse go around the silly little boy and continue on.

After walking less than ten meters, Hong Tao heard the slight sound of footsteps.Looking back slightly, there were more than a dozen figures suddenly appearing on the street where there were only two children, and they all looked like children.It's just that some are younger and bigger, and some are younger.The same is that they are all dressed in tatters.

Even though it was all children, Hong Tao still didn't dare to let go, he was still tense, wishing he could stand up his ears.After walking for more than ten meters, the footsteps behind him could no longer be said to be subtle. It sounded like the commotion in the corridor after the school bell rang when I was a child.

"You are not allowed to rob, my sister and I found out... oops..." At the same time, there was a childish voice crying heart-piercingly, and the group of children were running towards the zombies at the entrance of the building as fast as they could.

The little boy who had just stood in the middle of the road with a can in his hand had already completely jumped on the corpse of the zombie, flipping through something in a hurry while trying to protect the corpse.It's a pity that it was all in vain. He was quickly picked up by several older children and kicked down the steps, right next to the girl.

All that was left was howling loudly and looking over with hopeful eyes.The meaning is obvious, I hope that the adults who killed the zombies with three shots can preside over justice again and distribute the spoils fairly.

If it was ten years ago, Hong Tao would definitely have gone over and kicked away those children who came to snatch the corpses one by one.They don't understand first come first, lack of education.If it were eight years ago, he would have gone over to take the corpse for himself first, and then called the two children, a boy and a girl, to teach them a lesson.

Let them understand what it means to be divided and favored. Yes, they found and lured the zombies from the building, but they were the ones who killed the zombies, so the ownership of the corpse should be theirs.Giving them affection is not a matter of course.

"Drive..." But at this moment, he just crossed his legs and spit out a syllable, and he said it to the old horse under his crotch.

Reasons, morality, and education are useless. With the extinction of most human beings, the country, government, and society no longer exist, and these rules and regulations have disappeared.If I still educate the current children according to the previous principles, it will be harmful to others, and I am afraid that they will die slowly.

446 Going to Yining 3

But what are the new rules?At present, there seems to be only one, whoever has the biggest fist has the final say.Regarding this principle, Hong Tao felt that he did not understand it very thoroughly, so he was not qualified to explain it to others.Besides, it's just such a little thing, if you don't understand it by the age of 6 or 7, then living is useless.

This group should be the children of refugees, and a large part of them were born after the outbreak of the zombie disease.They have never seen the previous world at all, and they have been used to this kind of life of searching for supplies since they were sensible.

Looting zombie corpses is just to search for useful materials on it.In fact, every zombie may be a small mobile treasure house. For example, the cigarettes in the pockets of clothes, even if they have been rubbed into shredded tobacco, are still good things.

If you can find candy and packaged medicine, or the battery in your mobile phone, you can trade it in for shopping vouchers.Even if you only have a pair of reading glasses or short-sighted glasses, you can exchange for a few full meals by chance.

"Return Nima's redemption... It's really a weasel that lays mice, one nest is worse than one nest. The town so close has not been cleaned up for ten years, what are you doing all day long!" When the horse slowly walked out of the ruins of the city, Hong Tao looked back Looking at it, I silently lowered the ruler here to a lower level in my heart.

From the mobile phone map, this town is only 20 kilometers away from Huocheng, and it is only more than 60 kilometers away from Yining, so it must be considered a very core area.But ten years later, it is really incomprehensible that zombies can still be found in a corner of a high-rise building.

Around noon, a larger city appeared at the end of the road, and at the same time, there were gradually more pedestrians on the road.There were people on foot, some on bikes, and some on horseback. They were dressed similarly, and when they met each other's eyes, they didn't seem too cannibalistic or too hollow. This made Hong Tao feel more at ease.

It seems that the life of refugees here should be barely passable, why do you say that, you can roughly judge it just by looking at people's eyes.Desperate people, people who are always hungry, look at people differently.This is also what Hong Tao has learned and learned from running around for several years.

Not far on the right side of the road, a steaming train was slowly passing by, and the carriages were full of coal.The coal mining industry is a labor-intensive industry, especially when there is a lack of mechanized equipment, it can only rely on people to plan and carry baskets from the mine.It is certain that it will be hard and tiring, but it is also certain that it can support many refugees.

"It's enough to make most of the people work." Seeing the status of refugees near Huocheng, Hong Tao had some positive comments on the management ability of the Redeemer.

After Huocheng, there were guards on the road to check. Hong Tao said that he sent mutton to the Yining base.

Hong Tao didn't talk much with the sentry. He is a herdsman of an ethnic minority and he can't speak Chinese well, so it's not appropriate to ask questions suddenly.In fact, even if he asks, he can't find out why. It's too strange to have never been here. It's best to talk less and watch more.

After walking through Huocheng for another 4 hours, I finally found the starting point of the coal train along the way.There is actually a small coal mine here, and many people are pushing carts out from the ravine in the north, piling the black coal on the side of the railway, and another group of people will load the carts.

From here, you can ride on a horse without a telescope, and you can see a larger urban area to the east with more tall buildings.But further east there is a deep ditch, and there seems to be a tall mound on the other side of the ditch.

No matter how you look at this thing, Hong Tao looks familiar. Back then, the Revival Alliance dug similar trenches on the sides of the Fourth Ring Road, the Third Ring Road, and the Second Ring Road, but the scale was not as large as here.

Sure enough, the sentinel signaled him not to go further east, but to turn south, cross the bridge and then head east.While crossing the bridge, Hong Tao found another clue. A section of the river-crossing bridge had collapsed, and it was connected by logs and steel frames. It seemed that only pedestrians and light vehicles could pass through.

And there was a very wide crack from the bridgehead to the ditch. At this moment, Hong Tao understood a little bit. It was a good thing that the ditch was not dug by people, and it was probably cracked by the earthquake.The location is just to the west of Yining City, extending north to the foot of the mountain and connecting to the Yili River to the south, forming a natural moat.

Yining, a city located on the north bank of the Yili River, Hong Tao drove here in the old world, and he was very impressed.There is a clear difference between this place and the inland cities and most cities in Xinjiang Province. It is not the urban planning and construction, nor the scenery, but the people.

There are a large number of ethnic minorities in Yining. If you walk in the city without looking at the Chinese signs, you will feel like you are in a city in Central Asia or even the Russian Far East. The streets are full of strong women who are dressed like Russian aunts and look the same. .

Of course, there are also beautiful girls full of exotic customs. Most of them are Kazakhs, Sikhs, Uzbeks and Russians, but there are not many Uighurs.

But this time Hong Tao was not allowed to enter the city. With the Yili River as the boundary, the main base of the Redeemer is on the north side of the river, and the refugee settlement is on the south bank of the river. Just at the southern end of the bridge across the river.

Following the sentinel to enter from the west of the settlement, the inspection was also very strict. Most of the roads leading to the outside world were blocked, barbed wire was pulled, and tall wooden towers were built.After walking for more than one kilometer, more than half of the houses along the way collapsed or cracked. Obviously, the earthquake in the past few years was not low.

But as long as it is a relatively complete house, people will live in it, but the doors and windows are sealed by various building materials, and even reinforced with steel pipes and iron bars. There are almost no glass windows, more like small houses. fortress.There are not many pedestrians on the street, and it seems a little deserted. It is hard to believe that there are more than 2 people living here.

But the situation is completely different when you go to the main street facing the bridge. Although the houses on both sides of the street are not very new, they are much more regular. The doors and windows are relatively normal, and there are more or less pieces of glass, and most of them have signs or guises. , full of shops.

Now Hong Tao was in trouble, he had come, but had the tea stall owner come? If so, where should he find him?This street is about one kilometer, and the half kilometer near the south end of the bridge is full of shops, so you can't ask people one by one.What if the guy didn't come, or wasn't on the street?

"Look for someone, the tea seller... meat, give him!" So he could only slightly harass the sentinel leading the way.

"What about selling tea? Just send it to the base!" The sentinel was young but had a big temper. He stood guard, but he walked with Hong Tao all afternoon for nothing. There was no benefit, and he must be angry.

"Stalion...horse stallion...delicious! The tea seller, give him the meat, and he'll give me money!"

Hong Tao knew what was going on when he saw that stinky face like a dead father.If you want the horse to run, you have to eat grass. You can’t give mutton and horse intestines, but there is extra cheese in the sheepskin pocket. It’s not too rude to have a piece of meaning.

"...Wait, don't walk around, I'll ask!" As the saying goes, money can turn ghosts around. This piece of cheese seems to be very good. Muta trotted away.

Ten minutes later, Hong Tao got his wish and found the owner of the tea stall.In fact, he didn't need that piece of cheese, as long as he walked a few tens of meters further south, he could see the tea stall against the wall and that fat face.

"Hey, brother, mutton!" The tea stall owner was fixing the shed to the wall. Hong Tao probably cleaned it up. Except for the copper teapot, the tables, chairs and benches are not the Kuitun set. Although they are not new, they should be bought here.

"Hi...you're here! Sit down quickly, have a big cup, add more dried fruit and honey!" This voice almost scared the owner of the tea stall off the ladder. He turned his head and saw Hong Tao, and then saw two He immediately knew who was coming, he smiled like a kiss, and he greeted him with enthusiasm, all put honey!

"Oh, I have a dispensation from the big nun here, and he's here to deliver the mutton!"

For the sentinel next to him, the owner of the tea stall was not so enthusiastic. He didn't even show any politeness, and took out a small red notebook from his pocket and handed it over.Not to mention, this little book is better than Hong Tao's cheese. The sentry just glanced at it and didn't even take it, then turned around and rode away on the bicycle without looking back.

Chapter 447 Nun

"Big nun, high official?" Hong Tao knew that the Redeemer had an organization called the Ascetic Order, and there were a few men in Kuitun who always wore white robes, and the refugees privately called them fake monks.There are still big nuns now. Could it be that the redeemer believes in Christianity or Orthodox Church?

"Hi...it's indeed a senior official... come here, drink tea, only this little meat?" The tea stall owner immediately lowered his voice when he mentioned the big nun, and his eyeballs would glance around from time to time, as if he was very taboo. Pass.

"Two sheep, two horse intestines... The herdsmen don't know how to do business, and they are afraid of being cheated!" Hong Tao pretended to be addicted, and the stuttering Chinese became more and more like it.

"How could I lie to you? Believe me this time? There's a little bit of meat... horse intestines should be okay... wait a minute, I'll send the meat in first, and by the way, ask if you want horse intestines... this is What? Cheese! You look silly, but you are a careful person, I guess they want cheese too, just wait, I'll take it in together!"

What I said made the owner of the tea stand a little embarrassed, even if you think I'm not trustworthy, don't say it in person.However, he was used to the talking style of the herdsman who didn't talk too much, so he didn't care. He tossed about on the horse's back, shook his head and was overjoyed for a while. He didn't even care about the tea stand, and walked towards the bridge with the pack horse. .

Hong Tao didn't stop him either. Ever since he got here, his little eyes hidden behind the hood and snow goggles hadn't been idle, and he scanned the defense facilities first.Compared with Kuitun, this place does look like a main base.

There are more than a dozen tall towers made of logs in the refugee settlement alone. There is one at the south end of this street, one in the middle, and another near the bridge, about 300 meters apart.There is a watchtower on each wooden tower, about three or four sentries, and there seems to be more than one machine gun.

Although this thing is useless for fighting, it is very useful for suppressing refugees.Standing on the top and condescending, you can see clearly within a few hundred meters around with the naked eye, and the machine gun bullets are also within reach.

Several wooden towers are covering each other, not to mention that the refugees don't have many guns, even if they do, it's not easy to fight with light weapons alone.Bullets from automatic rifles have difficulty penetrating thick logs.

Then there is the security situation. Judging from the street I just passed and this main street, it is relatively orderly. I don’t see gang members wandering in groups of three or four and staring at people when they meet.

But Hong Tao didn't feel lucky. He firmly believed that wherever there were people, there would be these things, and the more people there were, the more things would be.If I didn't see it, I didn't prove it, or I didn't have it. Maybe it will exist in another form, or maybe I will see it tomorrow.

The owner of the tea stall came back in about half an hour, and the sheepskin bags on the pack horse were all empty.Apparently, mutton, horse intestines and cheese were accepted.But he didn't come back alone. Behind him was a... woman in a big red robe.

That's right, Hong Tao only needs to glance at it from a distance, no matter how tightly wrapped it is, he can judge the gender and even the approximate age from the way he walks.

This woman was covered from head to toe, not only had a hood but also a veil of the same color, and even her hands were shrunk in the big robe, so that she couldn't see any part of her body.

But Hong Tao firmly believes that she is a relatively young woman, not more than 30 years old, and she is not too short, and her legs are quite long. The only shortcoming is that her chest is not majestic enough, if the nuns here do not corset their breasts.

"Take off the hood and glasses!" Soon Hong Tao's guess was confirmed, and the woman spoke in a thin voice.

In addition, the judgment just now needs to be revised. Not only is she not 30 years old, but she is even closer to 20 years old.Because her hand stretched out, holding a mobile phone to take a picture of Hong Tao, her skin was smooth and delicate.In this way, it can be forgiven for not being majestic enough, after all, it can still develop.

"Snow blindness... eyes hurt!"

The hood can be removed, and Hong Tao thinks his long hair is quite chic.It's strange to say that if a man has long hair that is all black, it will not look good, and the same is true for all white, but it is much better to have half and half of black and white.But he is not very confident about these eyes, not because he thinks they are not good-looking, but because he is afraid that they are too distinctive, making people unforgettable after seeing them.

"Yes nun, he is a herdsman. There is snow everywhere on the high mountains. The sun will be very dazzling, and it will hurt after a long time. You can't see the light!" The owner of the tea stall has never seen Hong Tao's face, but he did not Such a great curiosity, but also helped to cover up together.

"...Take off your glasses and close your eyes!" The nun was a little impatient, but she seemed to be soft-hearted.

In the end, Hong Tao took off the snow goggles, closed his eyes, untied his long hair and let the nun take a frontal photo with his mobile phone.At the same time, he deliberately frowned, which made the bearded face with a crooked nose even more difficult to recognize.

"Name?" After taking the photo, the nun was still not satisfied, and took out a small notebook.

"Elbires Bahati..." Hong Tao gave his pseudonym without hesitation.

"Ethnicity?" the nun continued.

"Bahati of Kirgiz!" This time it was Hong Tao's turn to get impatient. It's not about applying for an ID card. There is a point in asking so clearly. You will believe me when I tell you!

"...The pass is valid for ten days, and you can come to me to renew it before it expires. My name is Gulenur Jumabayi...Do you remember?" The nun introduced the pass in a low voice, and Hong Tao showed no expression at all. , I was not at ease, for fear of delaying the matter, I asked again.

"You, Kirgiz?" Hong Tao wasn't dull, but a little scared.Hearing how the nun's name looks so Kirgiz, if it is, I have kicked the iron plate, and I don't plan to do the job of selling mutton.

Crimean once said that most of his people are in southern Xinjiang, where there is the Kirgiz Autonomous Prefecture.Only a few people did not migrate because their ancestors grazed in northern Xinjiang. Since the outbreak of the zombie disease, his small number of relatives have disappeared.

"Kazakh... remember, it is valid for ten days. If you want to find me, go to the gate of the base and ask the guards..." Seeing that Hong Tao didn't respond, the nun stopped asking, put away her notebook and whispered a few words, then turned and walked towards the bridge .

"Ha, I just found out your name... what is it today? The name is too long to remember, so I'll call you Bires from now on! My name is Zhang Pinggui... Come, have a look, a shopping voucher worth 25 yuan. They will give you mutton I paid 5 cents a catty, and the rest is horse intestines and cheese! I knew this deal couldn’t be wrong, it was much better than in Kuitun. But the big nun said, next time, bring more mutton and cheese, not horse intestines gone."

When the nun was there, the owner of the tea stall was very reserved and didn't dare to breathe.As soon as the nun left, he was resurrected with full blood, took out a handful of colorful plastic sheets and chattered excitedly, as if he had made a lot of money.

"Horse intestines are made in winter, there is no more!" Hong Tao really didn't care much about those shopping coupons that were the same as the canteen meal tickets. The price system set up by the redeemer is very chaotic and extremely unstable, often ups and downs.For refugees, they are more willing to barter.

It's a pity that as long as they do business with the Redeemer, most of them are paid with shopping coupons, and only in rare cases will they barter, such as the blue devil's corpse they urgently need.

"Okay, the 20 yuan is yours, and the 5 yuan is mine. We agreed, right?" Zhang Pinggui didn't care if there was any horse intestines. If the goods were sold smoothly, the money should be divided according to the agreement.

"Hurderer, don't lie!" Hong Tao felt that it was good to speak like this. He used to be a talker, and he couldn't finish it in three hundred words if he could finish it in three words.Now he cherishes words like gold again, not saying one more word, the effect is no worse than endless rambling, the meaning that should be expressed can be fully understood by the other party.

"Yes, you are an honest person... That nun just now is of the same race as you? Oh, your fate is really good. She is the confidant of the big nun. It's all done. We have made a deal on this deal, and no one can grab it Walk!"

Zhang Pinggui probably wasn't used to this way of speaking, but he could bear it, and with the keen sense of smell unique to businessmen, he immediately changed the topic from the money, painting a very bright future for Hong Tao.

"I'm Kirgiz, she, Kazakh... I don't know each other!" Hong Tao was worrying about this matter. Kazakhs and Kirgiz have many herdsmen in Xinjiang Province. Will they speak the same language?