Doomsday rat

Chapter 544 Rescue
"Boom... Boom..." Before I opened my eyes, I heard knocking in my ears. The sound came from outside the house, and there was no one on the kang.

Put on your clothes and get off the kang, looked at the pot on the stove, there was only a little water in it.Looking at the toilet she had used last night, Zhuma's face blushed immediately, and she quickly picked it up and opened the door.

A burst of white light made it impossible to look directly, and it took a few seconds to open the eyes.The blizzard stopped, but the snowflakes were still falling, the sky and the earth were white, and the woods in the distance were also dyed white.

The entrance of the hut was even more excessive. The snow was half a meter thick, but someone had shoveled a gap in the middle, and two rows of footprints were deeply imprinted on the snow and meandered to the left.There was a big tree stump, and a man in only a coat was chopping wood with an ax.

His whole body was steaming, and the snowflakes were melted immediately when they fell, turning into water, which wet his hair and shirt.Every time he raised the ax high and struck down, he would exhale a long, thick and rich breath.This reminded Zhuma of the men in the village who chopped wood in the same way.

My mother once said that the easiest way to judge whether a man is strong is to watch them chop wood, regardless of their size or just their muscles.

The thicker, thicker, and farther the breath he exhales when chopping wood, the stronger the man will be, not only in his flesh and bones, but also in his internal organs.If you want to get married, you must marry such a man, so that you won't suddenly get sick and die one day.

Zhuma had received special training to seduce men, but those were all monks in the ascetic order, so they could only be regarded as training partners. After a long time, she never regarded them as men at all.There are very few men who have really been in close contact. After all, she was only a ten-year-old girl when the zombie disease broke out, and she didn't have the heart to think about such things.

But now she felt that all the men in Biresbi village were stronger, because he exhaled the most, like a locomotive, puffing far away.Moreover, his movement of chopping wood is also very beautiful. The muscles in his back are not bulging, but they have a shape of lines, which are constantly changing with the rise and fall of the axe.

"Is that a tattoo?" After staring at it for a long time, Zhuma gradually turned her eyes away from the man's muscle lines, and looked at the whole body.

He is tall and slender... Hey, why is there a face on the back?That's right, it's just a face. Through the sweat and snow-wet jacket, there is indeed a faint face reflected.

"...You are a little pervert, standing in the snow and peeking at men in underwear, you are not afraid of freezing your wounds!" I was desperately focusing, trying to see through the fabric to see clearly what was painted on that face, and suddenly another picture The face came into view, still grinning and smirking.

"Bah... not serious!" Zhuma was blushing, especially when she realized that she was still holding the urinal, her expression became even more embarrassing, she quickly lowered her head and limped towards the other side of the wooden house while leaning on the wall .

"Don't go far, get some clean snow and go back and boil the water!" Hong Tao looked at the twinkling eyes of the little nun, and suddenly remembered the painting on her leg last night, and couldn't help laughing.

No matter at what time, even if the blood is almost drained, as long as there is still a breath, he is very happy to see others in embarrassment, it is really a heartfelt happiness.

"It's good morning, Bires... giggling..." The little nun suddenly turned her head and shouted when she was about to reach the corner of the room, and then swished to hide behind the wall, letting out a crisp laugh.

"Huh... It's immoral to seduce the elderly!" Looking at the childlike performance of the woman and hearing the silver bell-like laughter, Hong Tao felt his whole body was full of vitality, especially the central area.

But he still can't get over the hurdle in his heart, always afraid that one day his identity will be discovered, and whoever is closest to him will eat melons with him at that time.

The breakfast was richer, and Hong Tao opened a bag of individual rations, which still tasted like curry chicken.But he didn't eat much, he just made a cup of coffee and continued to eat compressed biscuits and jerky.

"This is sick food. If you can recover sooner, I will be happier than eating big fish and meat. Eat more, don't save, we have a lot of food, it's best to eat what you can't take away!"

Faced with Zhuma's doubts, Hong Tao explained the facts and reasoned back, and then began to wash clothes.I washed the clothes that Juma had changed and the two layers of clothes he was wearing, and hung a climbing rope to dry in the house.

"Start when the snow stops. You can't be idle during this time. This is a walking stick. Get used to it after eating. Walk around the house fifty times. Remember, you can only use one leg. Don't use your legs too hard!" After breakfast, Hong Tao picked up two trekking poles and announced in a serious tone that the holiday of the sick was over.

Although Juma wasn't used to the man who was friendly and gentle last night suddenly becoming so strict, she didn't object.She is not a delicate girl, and physical fitness and military training are daily compulsory courses.Although my leg is injured now, I can still walk with crutches.

In addition, she could also understand the man's intentions, not intentionally torturing herself, but doing adaptive training, so that her body could adapt to this cold climate as soon as possible, and the feeling of trekking in the snow for a long time.

It snowed heavily for another day and a half, and finally stopped on the third night.During this time, in addition to eating as much as possible and doing more outdoor hiking activities, the two of them also made a small sled and two pairs of snowboards with branches and wire.

Hong Tao is also an expert on how to travel long distances in the snow.Moreover, he is an expert in soil, and he can achieve his goal without using modern technology at all, and only relying on materials readily available in the mountains and forests.

This technology is useless in the old world, just buying some finished products is a hundred times better than what he made.But at this time, it will be of great use. One more skill is one more life.

The injury on Zhuma's leg was also recovering well. Hong Tao checked it carefully when changing the dressing the next night. There was no redness, swelling, fever, or gray lines. It should have passed the critical period.

"Poor Teacher Fang, did I kill him?" When the two packed up and stood together in front of the sunny cabin and were about to leave, Zhu Ma mentioned Fang Wenlin again.

"He was already dead from the moment he ran away with you. I guess he will be killed in the big nun's plan eventually, and only you and the two children can escape. In this way, there will be no proof of death, you Say what."

"With the entire hunting process and Camilla's identity as a cover, the rebels have to treat you with courtesy even if they have doubts. If there is a chance, I really want to meet your bishop and big nun, they are all characters! "

Hong Tao was also very sad about Fang Wenlin's death. He was a good man, a pure good man. He raised two unrelated children in an almost cannibalistic environment with little effort and saved two lives.

This kind of love for human beings is unmatched by most people.I have saved people before, but all of them are based on the advantage and profit, at least not infringing on my own interests.Compared with Fang Wenlin, he is superior and inferior. His nobility does not lie in saving others, but in sacrificing himself.

Of course, I don't envy Fang Wenlin's quality at all, let alone regret my choice.Since ancient times, good people don't live long. If you sharpen your head and become a bad person, you will always be accompanied by bad luck. If you show more kindness, you will die without a place to die.Some people should be noble by nature, and some people are not worthy of being noble, and they cannot be forced.

But in order to express his respect for the noble man, Hong Tao dug the pit and buried Fang Wenlin's body in it again. A lot of stones were built for Mr. Fang to build a small pile of Nima, which was as tall as a person, and the word "good man" was also carved on the stone slabs.

Hong Tao had nothing to do with the bear's corpse, so he had to shovel snow and bury it first. It was estimated that after another snowfall, it would be frozen solid, and it would not attract other animals to bite until it opened in spring.

Speaking of which, this new type of zombie virus that can cause animal mutations really can't spread. Although it can't stop the trend of spreading, it's a good thing to slow it down a bit. It's better than nothing.

As for why the bear didn't mutate when it was alive but had the ability to spread, and why it mutated after being killed, Hong Tao couldn't figure it out.He was a Mongolian doctor at best and knew little about the field of medical research.

(End of this chapter)