God was too stingy with Xiao Ming and didn't even give him time to mourn Qin Wu.
The swarm of nuclear corpses spread quickly.
To live is to fight with your life.
He engraved these words in his heart, suppressed his bone-crushing grief, and continued to run for his life.
Xiao Ming has the experience of fighting against zombies alone.
He ran while looking for favorable terrain.
He was surrounded by ruins, and the only commanding heights were the domed factory buildings with nuclear reactors buried in them.
Without his skis, Xiao Ming couldn't run on the thick snow, but Nuclear Corpse's speed had little effect and quickly approached him.
He had already thought that these nuclear corpses probably came in through the hole Qin Wu made in the power grid.
He was digging his own grave.
What should I do?
There was the sound of pounding snow and crazy roars behind me.
In front of me was a nuclear reactor building.
Although more than half of it collapsed, it still looked like a hill.
Xiao Ming is faced with the problem of short or long death.
Once he is surrounded by a group of nuclear zombies, he just wants to die quickly.
When he climbs up the factory building, although he faces fatal nuclear radiation, at least he will not die for the time being.
He chose the latter, put the big knife back into its sheath, and climbed to the top of the factory using his hands and feet.
The snow was thick and slippery, but fortunately the remaining wall underneath was rough.
Xiao Ming was an expert at climbing walls.
He ignored the frightening movement behind him and buried his head upwards.
Without stopping for a while, he finally climbed up to the hemispherical dome.
Then he looked back.
Immediately startled It turns out that the dome is forty to fifty meters high from the ground.
If he had slipped just now, he would not have fallen into a meat pie.
The bottom was already surrounded by groups of nuclear corpses.
The small black dots were undulating like waves, and he Behind them, a long line of nuclear corpses were climbing up.
Climbing walls was obviously not "their" strong point.
They only climbed to half the height, and some even fell down in the crowd.
Xiao Ming felt slightly relieved, and what made him even more reassured was that the nuclear radiation meter did not alarm.
Perhaps the nuclear radiation in this factory was not high.
He began to observe the terrain.
The height of the dome was about ten meters and the radius was at least twenty meters.
As long as he occupied the highest point, even if there were thousands of enemies, they would not be able to hurt him even a hair.
It would not be a problem to hold on until night.
By then, The nuclear corpse group naturally dispersed.
Xiao Ming took action immediately, pulled out his machete, and scraped off the snow layer on the dome.
As he scraped, he reached the center of the highest circle.
He stood up and looked, and was shocked again.
It turned out that the other side of the dome had disappeared, forming a A cliff.
It's good that he doesn't have anything to worry about anymore, or it can be said that he's finally done with it.
Xiao Ming stood carefully and looked down.
He saw no snow below, only a big black hole, like a giant bomb crater.
There was something faintly in the crater, exuding a dizzying blue color. light.
He stared for a long time at this ominous pit.
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It looked like the last place on earth after the end of the world, and he was the last person on earth.
There was a deep gasp from behind.
Xiao Ming turned around and saw heads covered with blisters, like ghosts, scrambling to emerge from the edge of the dome.
He held his sword in front of him, standing still and standing at the highest point of the factory, like a god of war standing tall in the sky, greeting the demons climbing up from the ground.
"Kill" Xiao Ming kicked a nuclear corpse off the cliff, and used the autumn wind to sweep the fallen leaves, cutting off the calves of a group of nuclear corpses approaching.
"They" lost their footing and were unable to stand on the dome.
Sliding down, they turned into rolling logs and rocks in ancient siege battles, knocking down "their" companions and raining down the factory building forty or fifty meters high.
The more Xiao Ming fought, the more confident he became.
His lower body was firm and his upper body was flowing.
He sometimes used magical kicks or ghostly ax swords.
He didn't know how many nuclear corpses he killed, and he didn't know how many times he repelled "their" attacks.
See blood flowers flying in the air and stumps tumbling on the dome Suddenly, Xiao Ming felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if someone familiar was approaching, but all he could see were ferocious faces, red eyes and white teeth.
No, he still saw an extremely familiar figure.
Even though his whole body was covered with frightening blisters, even though only a few sparse hairs were left on his head, and even though he had the same grin as the nuclear corpses around him, he still glanced at him. recognized him Xiao Ming was shaken all over, and could hardly believe his eyes.
He saw his father, his most beloved father, mixed in a large group of nuclear corpses, crawling up like a dog.
The father he thought was dead actually turned into a Became a nuclear corpse The father obviously did not recognize Xiao Ming.
He and his companions formed a semicircular circle, slowly closing in on the center of the circle, like a rope tied around Xiao Ming's neck, getting tighter and tighter.
Xiao Ming felt that he was about to be out of breath.
The surprise that his father was still alive and the pain of turning into a nuclear corpse hit his heart at the same time, making his defensive counterattack with ease become at a loss.
In an instant, he made an astonishing move Decide
He took off the full-proof nuclear combat helmet that protected his life and shouted to his father: "Dad" Three years later, Xiao Ming finally had the opportunity to call "Dad" in front of his father, and two lines of hot tears flowed out of his eyes as the dream haunted him.
The father had no reaction.
Like his companions, he faced the suddenly exposed head of the prey, his nostrils twitched at the same time, as if he smelled the fragrance of blood, howled excitedly, and his speed suddenly increased.
Xiao Ming's heart skipped a beat.
Without any warning, the world slowed down before his eyes.
He was finally convinced that his long-lost potential had returned, without the help of drugs or the side effects of fainting.
However, he did not feel any excitement because what he had to face was his father.
How could a son be an enemy of his father?
Even if his father had become another race Xiao Ming moved, like a dancer dancing on the tip of a knife, rushing down towards the enemy.
He started killing from the right side of the cliff, like a meteor, passing through every enemy in a flying arc from right to left.
In front of the nuclear corpse, he used the most crisp and sharp knife to slice the enemy's neck accurately, missing his father who was caught in it, and he did it perfectly.
Behind him as he moved, blood arrows were sprayed neatly from the throats of the nuclear corpses, and they fell one after another like dominoes.
When he stood on the left side of the cliff, the surrounding nuclear corpses, except for his father, all turned into rolling logs and rocks, and swept away his companions behind him.
For a moment, only Xiao Ming and his father were left on the dome.
Although his father was stunned that he was left alone among his fellow attackers, his desire for flesh and blood overwhelmed everything else.
He roared and pounced on Xiao Ming.
God is so cruel to let the loving father and son meet in such a situation.
Are all the things in the world just dumb dogs?
Xiao Ming looked up at the sky, with no hatred in his eyes.
He dropped the blood-stained knife in his hand, opened his arms, and greeted him with great joy, just like when he saw his father coming home when he was a child.
The father threw Xiao Ming down on the bloody dome with great ferocity, opened his bloody mouth, aimed at his neck and bit him.
"Dad" Xiao Ming showed no resistance and opened his eyes wide without fear.
He looked at his father's face, whose true face was almost unrecognizable.
His father's extremely loving smile appeared in front of his eyes, and tears of joy flowed down his cheeks.
He shouted in his heart: Dad, this son's flesh and blood was given by you, and only you are qualified to take it back.
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Dad, my son has never shown filial piety to you.
Now, I can finally show my filial piety.
Xiao Ming did not wait for the opportunity to fulfill his filial piety, because the moment his father bit his neck, he stopped and looked at him face to face.
The animality on his face gradually faded away, and his red eyes became confused.
"Dad" Xiao Ming shouted again as a glimmer of hope rose in his heart.
Yes, nuclear zombies still have human thinking and consciousness.
They recognize their relatives and will not attack their relatives unless they are stimulated by blood.
But his father was obviously stimulated by the blood.
How could Xiao Ming awaken his mind?
He suddenly remembered Wanruo's sister.
The two sisters could communicate through each other's familiar body language.
He had experienced it personally.
Xiao Ming no longer hesitated and touched his father's nose with his nose.
It was as if an electric current hit his father's body and he suddenly froze.
This most familiar act of intimacy between father and son awakened his father's long-standing memory.
His eyes changed from confusion to gentleness.
He stared at Xiao Ming's face longingly and touched his nose with his nose.
Slowly, the two of them The person's foreheads were also pressed together, and he finally recognized him "Dad" Xiao Ming cried with great happiness and hugged his father tightly, like a child who had been away from home for too long and finally returned to the arms of his relatives, even though the bulging blisters on his father's skin brought a strange feeling.
It does not affect his unparalleled happiness at all.
The father's eyes were also filled with joy, and he opened his mouth and made emoticons.
Although he could not make a sound, Xiao Ming still read out the words "good son".
The father and son hugged each other extremely intimately, as if they had never been separated, and as if they had been separated for centuries.
The deep love between father and son at that moment must have moved even God.
But the happy time did not last long, because ugly heads popped up from the edge of the dome again, breaking the touching atmosphere of father and son's recognition.
The father and son separated, but their hands were still tightly clasped together.
Nothing could separate them anymore.
Xiao Ming was refreshed and went to look for the knife he had just dropped, only to find that it was missing.
It might have slipped down the dome.
What's there to be afraid of without a knife?
Xiao Ming is confident that with his fists and feet, he can protect himself and his father, and he can survive until night.
But the father patted Xiao Ming gently, pointed to his back, bowed his body and got down on all fours, just like playing horse riding with his son when he was a child.
Xiao Ming immediately understood that his father wanted him to lie on his back.
Although he did not understand the deep meaning behind it, he still obeyed unconditionally and lay down obediently
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