doomsday survival

Chapter 415 Returning to the old place (final chapter)
The belated spring rain nourishes the earth to its fullest, bringing the long-lost spring to the world again.

The rain is not heavy, just like silk, lingering and lingering, dripping on the fresh green that the birch has just spit out, condensing into water droplets and sticking to it, just like pearls.

The cold spring is steep, and the dripping spring rain adds to the chill. It is really not a good weather for travel.

However, there happened to be a group of people who strolled on the old road on the back side, and didn't care if the rain on the grass blades wet the bottom of their trousers.

Walking in front were four men and six women, ten elderly people in their 50s. Their eyes were looking for something on the side of the road from time to time. Whenever they found something, they would stop and walk over to have a look, but they shook their heads in disappointment and continued. walk forward.

Behind them, there are a dozen young people, male or female, the oldest is about 30 years old, and the youngest is only eleven or twelve years old.

The old man in the middle is very strong, and every step is the same distance, which looks extraordinarily mighty and majestic.

Although time has carved marks on his face, he still can't hide the determination in his brows. Looking carefully, it is Shi Jian.

This is Xiaoxing'an Mountains, where Shi Jian once fought.Revisiting the old place, Shi Jian was not happy at all, but felt an indescribable heaviness in his heart.

Chen Qiong, Xiao Wu, Ivan, all the familiar faces kept flashing in front of his eyes. Even after 30 years, their voices and smiles are still the same.

Shi Jian lowered his head and glanced at the wooden box in his arms. There were Feng Kuang's ashes. It was his last wish to return to Xiaoxing'an Mountains, and after 20 years, this wish could finally come true.

Perhaps because he felt a little cold, he tightened his collar, his gaze still lingering at the foot of the mountain.

Seeing Shi Jian's actions, a handsome young man took two quick steps, took off his overcoat, put it on the old man's shoulders, and said softly, "Dad, put it on."

"It's okay, I can stand this temperature, I can stand it even when it was colder than now." The old man stretched out his hand, took off the coat he had just put on, and handed it to the young man.

"Xiaofeng is very filial, much better than that little bastard in my family." Another old man next to him said with a smile, the breeze blew his hair away, revealing a glaring scar on his right cheek.

A tall white-skinned old lady beside him stretched out her hand and thumped him, angrily said: "Does anyone say that about their son?"

"I took off my coat a long time ago. Why don't you let Brother Feng show off first?" A sturdy young man ran over with a smile and handed over his coat.

The scar-faced old man scolded: "Don't come back and play with me, you are still a little tender!" But his smile betrayed himself, it seems that he is not so angry with his son.

"Fengchen, if you want to say something else, I won't interrupt, but I have to ask, can you play with wheels?" An old man on the other side pointed at him and smiled. The ring finger is gone for some reason.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone burst into laughter.

Feng Chen blushed, and said angrily: "Mei Zi, don't expose your shortcomings when you curse, you are going too far."

"Boss Shi, Lao An, do you think I've gone too far?" Mei Zi asked with a smile.

Shi Jian straightened his face, and said in a deep voice: "The Chief of Staff is too much, how can you say that about Minister Feng? Doesn't Minister Feng know how to play with wheels?" You can't play with the steering wheel, the logistics minister who gets motion sickness!"

The crowd laughed again.

Andre seemed very upset that his brother-in-law was being teased like this, so he interjected: "Mr. Shi is wrong, why can't my brother-in-law know how to play the steering wheel? He plays very well when parking."

Feng Chen was so enraged by these three that he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, he snorted angrily, and turned his head to ignore these bad friends.

Suddenly, his eyes were fixed, and he walked quickly to the side of the road, pushing aside the grass half a person's height, and shouted anxiously: "This is it!"

Everyone hurriedly stopped laughing and gathered around.

Shi Jian took three steps in parallel and ran over first. When he saw the rusted iron plate, he couldn't help but shed tears.

"Brother Jian." Xia Qing came to his side and held his hand tightly.

Shi Jian squatted in front of the iron plate, stretched out his hand, and stroked it, looking for the handwriting he had carved.

The ruthless nature wiped everything away, and the handwriting was covered by thick rust, and the original appearance could no longer be seen.

"That's right, it's here," Shi Jian murmured, "Old Chen, we came back to see you. You have been alone all these years, thank you for your hard work."

Hearing these sad words and thinking of the past, everyone present shed tears.

Even those younger generations have heard about Chen Qiong's deeds from their parents. Chen Qiong is like a god-like figure in their hearts, a unparalleled hero in the world.

Finally found the resting place of the hero, how can people not feel emotional?

"Wake up!"

Following Shi Jian's shout, Chen Qiong's grave was slowly dug open.

Everyone was worried about disturbing Chen Qiong's rest, so they dug down very gently, and finally even wiped off the last layer of soil with their hands, exposing Chen Qiong's bones.

Shi Jian picked out Chen Qiong's bones one by one, put them into a coffin that he carried with him, and said, "Let's go, let's take Chen Lao home! By the way, Xiao Wu will also be picked up."

Everyone still vaguely remembers the escape route back then, and after a lot of twists and turns, they finally found Xiao Wu's grave.

Although Xiao Wu was about to mutate before he died, his body was still not immortal, but just like Chen Qiong, only a skeleton remained.

Feng Chen and Mei Zi saw Xiao Wu again, remembering that he was killed by their own guns, they burst into tears together, no matter how much others tried to persuade them, they couldn't stop.

It wasn't until the roar of the helicopter came from the sky that the two stopped their grief, packed Xiao Wu's body, and boarded the helicopter.

A fire that year destroyed the forests around the Xing'an tribe, but most of the Xing'an tribe's buildings were built of bricks and stones, but they were preserved.

The forest after the fire has not been revived. From a bird's-eye view, it is easy to find the lonely ruins of the Xing'an tribe on the top of the mountain.

The yard is full of weeds, but this cannot dispel a mother's obsession with finding the remains of her son.

Ava and Andre led Bella to search carefully in the grass, and the others followed to help.

Pieces of bones were picked out from the grass, and Lilia, who was married to a woman, pieced them together in tears, trying to restore Ivan's bones.

Finally, the last piece of bone was spliced ​​together, and there was another burst of sad crying.

"Just bury it here, and let them guard the Xing'an tribe forever." Shi Jianqiang said slowly, enduring his grief.

Four tombs lined up in a row, standing in the center of the Xing'an tribe, with familiar names engraved on the tombstones: Chen Qiong, Feng Kuang, Xiao Wu, and Ivan.

Shi Jian seemed to be narrating, but also seemed to be comforting, and said softly: "Old Chen, Lao Feng, Xiao Wu, Ivan, have you seen it? Our torrent of steel is sweeping across Northeast Asia, and the light of civilization will Illuminate this land again. One day, we will definitely end this apocalypse and let human beings continue to be the masters of this world, not the food of zombies!"

Looking to the south, Shi Jian seemed to see tanks driving through the ruins of the city, crushing the zombies to pieces. Amid the roar of artillery and machine guns, groups of zombies were shot down like battered catkins. broken.

"After I die, I will be buried here!" Shi Jian said solemnly.

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