The Journey South, November 1st

While the two of them were still in the capital, the bored Chen Wenwen once turned on the car radio in the Hummer, hoping to find a radio station where she could gather information. However, she accidentally intercepted a voice message. The man speaking is called Chen Ping, and the two he is calling out to are named Lu Hao and Xiao Hu.

At this moment, upon hearing the name mentioned by the two, Lu Hao reacted and quickly asked, "Chen Ping?" Is it Chen from Dong'er? How are you doing? Is he still alive? How is he doing now? Seeing the confusion on Huan Chu's face, she realized that she had asked the question too abruptly, so she stopped and didn't continue to ask, but looked at Huan Chu with shining eyes.

Huan Chu vaguely recalled, looking at the excited Lu Hao in front of him and Lu Xiaohu running over from the side, still asking 'How is Uncle Chen?' He sighed and said, 'We only heard his call on the car radio, don't know how to write the word Chen Ping, and don't know how he is now.' "

Seeing the disappointed expressions on the faces of the father and son, Huanchu's tone changed and he continued, "But I think the Chen Ping I mentioned and the Chen Ping you mentioned should be the same person." Because I don't think there is a father and son duo named Lu Hao and Xiaohu who know someone named Chen Ping in this world. The probability of this is too small, events with low probability are not within my consideration. "

Huan Chu took a bottle of water from Chen Wen's hand, took a few sips, and saw the father and son looking at him with renewed energy. He smiled slightly and said, "Well, if the two Chen Ping are really the same person, he should be doing well now, at least much better than the rest of us." His convoy should have passed through city W on the 17th and is now on the way to Tibet to seek the government. So you can rest assured. "

After listening to Huan Chu's words, the father and son both breathed a sigh of relief. Lu Hao thanked Chen Wenwen for handing him a bottle of water, and then heard a curious question from Huan Chu: "I'm actually quite curious about what exactly makes up their evacuation convoy." Who are there? "

Lu Hao stood straight as a javelin when he was lost in memories. The influence and changes experienced in the military are obviously not easy to erase in the short term. He spoke calmly, "The first time I met them, I had just rescued Little Tiger from school..."

November 1st, Tianjin.

The sky is covered with a heavy haze, dark clouds pressing down on this relatively young city, with the threat of a torrential downpour looming at any moment.

Lu Hao had an iron rod inserted in his waist and was carrying his son Lu Xiaohu on his back, constantly avoiding the zombies that were everywhere on the street, moving forward with difficulty: "Xiaohu, don't worry, Dad will take you home now." "

The child on his back was obviously frightened by today's sudden changes, the teachers and classmates he liked or disliked, the ones he played well or not so well with, some turned into monsters, and some even became food in the belly of the monster. Even his best friend, Li Ming, cried out as their homeroom teacher, who had turned into a monster, bit him to death.

That scene left an indelible mark on his young heart. The terrifying face of the teacher and Li Ming's hoarse cries lingered in his mind, haunting him for a long time. It was not until Dad rushed into the classroom and smashed the head of the head teacher into a pulp to save himself from that hellish place that Lu Xiaohu regained some consciousness.

During a zombie outbreak, besides hospitals, the most vulnerable places are naturally elementary schools where people inside have no resistance or ability to escape. When Lu Hao rushed into the school, there were many parents like him looking for their children, but one by one they all despaired. The entire school was filled with those undead monsters, and there was no sight of their beloved children anywhere.

Lu Hao witnessed a mother holding her child, who had turned into a monster, crying softly as the monster tore at her flesh. She comforted the red-eyed, biting boy in her arms, murmuring, "Don't be afraid, my son. Mom is here with you. Even if you look like this, Mom will stay with you." "

Lu Hao could understand that mother. He also couldn't imagine what he would do if Little Tiger turned into a monster. Most likely, he would make the same choice as that mother. Fortunately, when he rushed into the classroom of his son's first grade Class 4, his son was still hiding in the corner trembling.

But he couldn't help shivering, as the classroom that used to be filled with laughter and the sound of reading aloud had now turned into a hellish place. The female homeroom teacher, who used to be a role model for others, was now tearing apart the flesh of her students with her mouth. The children she once knew had either turned into mutilated bodies or become monsters like the homeroom teacher, roaring in the classroom and searching for living beings.

A child saw a hidden little tiger, Lu Hao felt a surge of blood rushing into his brain, unable to control himself anymore, all morals, laws, and disciplines were thrown out of his mind. He roared and pulled out the iron rod he carried just in case, smashing the heads of the homeroom teacher and several zombies approaching the little tiger, then he picked up his son and fled.

I don't know if it's lucky or sad, the easiest to fall is the elementary school, and after falling, the monsters here also have the weakest combat power. Although they are bloodthirsty, in front of Lu Hao's height of 1.87 meters, the zombies transformed from elementary school students and teachers can hardly pose any threat. Lu Hao easily escaped from the school without much effort.

"Mom... I want my mom..." Hearing the unconscious sobbing of his son on his back, Lu Hao also felt a pang in his heart. The woman who had accompanied him for more than ten years, without any complaints or regrets, had unexpectedly passed away like this, bitten to death by the neighbor next door right in front of him.

As the only remaining support for the child at this moment, Lu Hao dared not show any cowardice. He could only muster up his spirits and constantly comfort Little Tiger: "Little Tiger, be good. Mommy has to go on a business trip suddenly today and won't be home. Go home with Daddy first, and Mommy will be back in a few days." "

Having just experienced the hell of the mortal world, Lu Xiaohu was probably not believing his father's words. The little boy, only seven years old, couldn't help but cry softly as he thought that his mother might have died at the hands of those monsters, and that he might never see his mother again or hear her nagging.

It is said that the father and son are connected in heart, how could Lu Hao not know that his son has already seen through his lies. But as a former soldier, he did not offer any excuses. Although he felt reluctant in his heart, he still hoped that Xiaohu would grow up quickly after today's setback. Although he firmly believed that the impact of the zombie wave would not last long and would be wiped out by the powerful military soon, he was not sure if he could survive in this catastrophe. Instead of letting Lu Xiaohu face the world at that time, it's better to let him start growing up now. This way, if I die, he can still survive on his own in the future.

The elementary school that Lu Xiaohu attends is a school in the neighborhood, very close to Lu Hao's home, only a ten-minute walk away. Normally, the short ten-minute journey took the strong Lu Hao over an hour to carry his son on his back, avoiding groups of wandering zombies on the sidewalk, before finally returning home with great difficulty.

Pulling all the curtains in the house, locking the front door, and moving a wardrobe to block it, it wasn't until after a busy day that Lu Hao could finally sit back on the sofa. Watching his son, Lu Xiaohu, who fell asleep with tears in the corners of his eyes, Lu Hao could only sigh silently, cover his son with a blanket from the room, and then went to the bathroom to light a cigarette.

He had quit smoking for several years, but today's events brought too much stress and sadness to this strong soldier, forcing him to rely on external help to calm his nerves. Until now, he still hasn't figured out what exactly happened outside, although he knows that those people are called mutant rabies virus patients on TV, but he knows that's pure nonsense.

He once saw a comrade-in-arms with rabies in the army. Although he would also bite people, it was purely a passive self-protection behavior. Moreover, rabies patients are afraid of light and water. Most importantly, they still maintain their sanity and do not obsess over flesh and blood like those monsters outside, searching for living people to fill their stomachs.

The thought of his wife being eaten alive by several neighbors made Lu Hao shudder involuntarily. He realized he had forgotten to bring his phone on his way to work, and when he came back, he saw his wife being pinned to the ground by several people in the hallway as she was about to go grocery shopping. At that time, there was no large-scale zombie outbreak yet, and he even thought they were violating his wife.

Lu Hao was burning with anger and was about to step forward to give them a good beating, but suddenly saw a person tear off a large piece of bloody flesh from his wife's chest and stuff it into his mouth. At this moment, Lu Hao finally saw the faces of those people clearly, they were clearly his neighbors whom he would greet when he saw them on a regular basis.

Luhao was stunned when he saw this situation for the first time. In fact, I believe anyone would be stunned to see someone eating a live person in broad daylight, so we shouldn't blame Lu Hao for his reaction. He, who could be straightforward, has always despised his own cowardice and incompetence in his heart. If he had rushed forward a step earlier, maybe, just maybe, he could have saved his wife.

When Lu Hao drove away these guys, the only thing he managed to retrieve from them was his wife's half body - her lower body flesh had been almost completely eaten by these monsters, leaving only bare bones. What surprised Lu Hao even more was that these guys didn't run away, but instead roared and charged towards him, trying to swallow him whole.

Lu Hao realized that they might no longer be human, they might have turned into monsters. In his anger, Lu Hao picked up a discarded water pipe from the corridor and, relying on his strong physique, smashed these ordinary white-collar workers into pieces. It was in that battle that Lu Hao realized that these monsters could not be killed unless their heads were smashed.

When he was about to call the police while holding his wife's mutilated body, he looked through the window in the corridor and found that in just a few minutes, the world outside had changed - there were constantly monsters like those guys just now chasing pedestrians, knocking them down, tearing their flesh, and the whole street was dyed blood red.

This is not Tianjin, it's clearly hell!