Two Thousand & Thirteen

Chapter 12 Blood

  Meng Feng came out of the office, opened the door and looked down. It was another stairwell. He retreated to the corridor, gently opened the window, and looked down sideways.

    The administrative building and the ordnance training center are about 100 meters apart, and there is an empty courtyard in the middle. As the moon rose in the middle of the sky, Meng Feng had a clear view of the scene in the courtyard.

    Dozens of zombies wandered aimlessly in the courtyard.

    Meng Feng: "Liu Yan, the armory is on the opposite side, can you see the inside?"

    "I can't see it." Liu Yan replied: "After you go in, it's up to you. I will report the situation outside every five minutes."

    Zhang Min said: "The bottom is full of zombies, how do we get there is still a problem, walk the tightrope?"

    Meng Feng glanced down, and said, "How about rushing out."

      They all looked restless and fearful.

    "You can't charge." Zhang Min said: "If you charge out, you have to fire. You forgot that there are hundreds of them under our feet. When they hear the gunshots, they will chase us out."

    Meng Feng said: "How many bullets are there in your AK? "

    Zhang Min took out the disc magazine from his satchel and put it on, saying: "Twenty pieces."

    Meng Feng: "Liu Yan, it's none of your business here, pay attention to scouting other places."

    Liu Yan turned his head to check other screens, glanced at Jue Ming out of the corner of his eye, who was looking down at his wallet.

    "What is that?" Liu Yan said.

    "Photo." Jue Ming replied without raising his head.

    Liu Yan: "Your father's?"

    Jue Ming glanced at Liu Yan. The photo showed a simple, dark, tall and thin rural boy standing in a photo studio with the tacky sea and sky in the background.

    Liu Yan: "..."

    Jue Ming: "Good soil."

    Liu Yan: "You said it yourself... I didn't say it."

    Jue Ming: "You're so earthy and handsome. It's earthy, he said it himself."

    Liu Yan almost laughed and turned over, saying: "He must. I really want to destroy this photo."

    "Yeah." Jue Ming nodded and hid it: "At that time he didn't know me."

    Liu Yan smiled helplessly, completely unable to see Zhang Min and the rural students in the photo. It's the same person. Most of them are photos taken in my hometown before joining the army.

    Liu Yan pressed the controller of the camera to rotate it, and Jue Ming looked at the screen and said, "It's stuck."

    Liu Yan: "Yes, that idiot Meng Feng. The angle is not fixed."

    The fourth camera is next to the armory from another corner of the building, a large open space in front of the arsenal could be seen from there, which was also the route for them to evacuate after obtaining the ammunition. However, the camera has been turned to the limit, and there is still a dead angle.

    "How long will it take you?" Liu Yan asked while pressing the earphone.

    Meng Feng: "Seven minutes."

    Zhang Min said: "No need, three minutes."

    Liu Yan thought silently, put the earphones on Jue Ming's head, let him sit in his place, slid sideways, and slanted down the mountain. He ran through the waist-deep grass, ran all the way along the wall, rushed to the hook rope that Meng Feng had left on the edge of the wall, climbed up with hands and feet, stabilized himself on the top of the wall, and bowed towards the No. 4 camera.