doomsday lamb

There was a soft "crash" sound, and Lang Hua ducked under a short tree, causing the branches and leaves to sway.

This was already the third time he had accelerated, but the strange "squeaks" behind him never seemed to distance themselves from him.

That is the black herd of macaques in the jungle. They were released from the Shashi Zoo into this mountain forest during the "Reforestation Movement" 70 years ago. In just 70 years, such a huge group of monkeys have been produced.

scale.

"Uncle Chen is really right." Lang Hua smiled bitterly, "The mountain monkey is indeed very ferocious."

The group of macaques that rioted inexplicably on the eve of the end of the world could be regarded as one of the omens that he failed to notice.

"Damn it", Lang Hua tilted his head to avoid it.

The rocks thrown from behind were almost grazing his cheeks, and they made a medium-sized hole in the mud.

He grinned and muttered to himself: "You really don't listen to the old man's advice, and you will suffer the consequences right in front of you..."

But Lang Hua has no choice. If he wants to return to Shashi District 3 as soon as possible, starting from the secret base and crossing the Fengwei Mountain jungle is the best choice.

"The best choice...of course is time."

As for the dangers in the jungle, Lang Hua was not within the scope of consideration at that time.

In fact, throughout the night, Lang Hua relied on his fast speed and nimble body skills to maintain a state of near-miss even if he occasionally broke into the territory of an adult wild boar.

Until he discovered that he was being followed by a group of macaques in the forest.

Originating from the desire for evolution deep in his bloodline, the high-quality allogeneic crystal core energy carried by Lang Hua also has a fatal attraction for these beast evolvers.

Being too powerful may even cause fear. But in a state like Lang Hua, who is neither above nor below, in the eyes of the monkeys, he is the best choice to "give it a try".

The herd of macaques that live deep in the jungle all year round are good at climbing. In such an uneven forest environment, Lang Hua's speed was restricted.

After being parasitized by black mist spores, wild macaques mutated into black beasts, with their speed and strength significantly improved.

Lang Hua is a quasi-late stage first-order monkey. Even if he encounters several second-order black beast macaques, he has the courage to fight with his previous life experience and equipment. But facing the current group of macaques, even if he only has dozens of them

He could only escape from the black beast macaque at the early stage of the first level.

We all know that two fists are no match for four, but some people insist on risking their lives to prove it, which often only proves individual

The powerlessness and insignificance of energy.

At the cost of blood, even life.

Lang Hua clearly knew that the top priority was to return to Uncle Yang and the others as soon as possible. Therefore, even if he was teased and provoked by the monkeys, Lang Hua did not respond.

However, this seemed to be considered cowardice by the black beast macaques, and they pursued her relentlessly.

Seeing that Lang Hua dodged the stone without hitting it, a certain macaque on the treetop let out an angry and sharp "squeak" cry. Other black beast macaques also followed the same example, picking up debris on the ground and running towards

Lang Hua voted for him.

For a time, varying amounts of soil, stones and branches covered the three-meter-wide area around Lang Hua.

"It's really annoying." Lang Hua turned over his hands and took out the two air guns from his backpack, and fired them left and right.

He stopped, aimed at the cephalothorax of the macaques that were rushing forward and shouting the loudest, and shot them repeatedly. "Pap-pop" sounds were heard one after another, and in the blink of an eye, these monkeys were shot and fell off the tree.

He lay on the ground without making a sound.

The result was not beyond Lang Hua's expectation.

Because the air guns he is holding are two high-pressure models, and when combined with high-carbon steel balls, the muzzle specific kinetic energy is close to 100 joules at the moment of activation. If the gun hits a key part, the possibility of serious injury or fatal injury is very high.

And even if there is no kill, the delicate black beast macaque will definitely suffer the shock and fall into coma immediately.

The monkeys were frightened, leading to a brief silence, and then they erupted into even more violent roars. For a moment, a chaotic "squeaking, squeaking, squeaking" sound spread throughout every corner of the forest.

"Bang."

But then there was a loud bang, the fire flickered for a moment, and the smell of gunpowder smoke filled the air.

For the uncivilized black beast group in the early days of the end of the world, sound and flame are still very effective.

Until then, the monkeys fled back to the depths of the forest in panic.

Sometimes, moderate deterrence is also necessary.

"Even if they evolve," Lang Hua rolled his eyes and walked out of the edge of the woods, commenting with his hands behind his back, "animals are still animals."

It turned out that Lang Hua had already lit and thrown a delayed detonator in the gap just now.

It is a lead azide detonator that Lang Hua bought on the black market half a year ago. The lower layer uses high explosives, which is more stable than the original mercury fulminate model. Decades ago, there were many illegal mines that used this kind of thing to mine minerals. , the share of circulation in the market is not

Xiao, it's not difficult for Lang Hua to get some.

After galloping all night, Lang Hua finally escaped from the jungle of Fengwei Mountain.

When we reached the edge of the forest, we gradually moved away from the habitat of the monkeys, which was one of the reasons why they retreated.

Of course, this is also the reason why Lang Hua kept it secret before.

Unless the situation was extremely serious, he would not make any unprepared plans.

The sky is gradually getting brighter.

Lang Hua changed direction and ran towards the environmental management bureau ranger station in his memory.

…

The wooden house at the forest ranger station was in chaos. The items in drawers and cupboards were scattered all over the floor because Lang Hua had dug them out.

"Sure enough, there is this." Lang Hua looked at the thick black device in his hand in surprise - it was a satellite phone.

Although it is an old model that is distributed to staff for free by the "Environmental Management Bureau", it still has the satellite call function that Lang Hua desperately needs.

"Dingling bell...connecting...Zrazila...connecting."

Lang Hua's palms were full of sweat. Although a night had passed, in Lang Hua's memory, every time the spore black mist erupted, the bioelectricity left in the air would interfere with the electromagnetic radiation in most frequency bands. At that time, relying on the surface of the earth The old civilian machines that conduct electromagnetic wave communication at the base station will completely fail, and in the dozen or so hours after each black fog breaks out, the satellite communication signals in the air will also be greatly affected...

"Zila... Failed to connect, please move to an area with good signal..."

Lang Hua took a deep breath and told himself: "Don't panic, don't panic."

"I will definitely be able to connect in the near future, as long as... I wait for the interference period to pass."

Putting the phone into his backpack, Lang Hua walked out of the house.

Before entering the house, he saw several motorcycles parked in the backyard.

Lang Hua squatted at the foot of the steps, staring at the black corpses lying on the ground with only their heads left.

This was the result of the minute before he entered the house.

Are the staff of the Environmental Management Bureau...

Now that these people have arrived at the forest ranger station, the next step is probably to investigate the illegal hunting case in Fengwei Mountain.

"Then we are enemies," Lang Hua said to himself, "we were before and are now."

…

The "booming" sound of the motorcycle exhaust pipe sounded, and then slowly disappeared in the distance.

Only a few black corpse heads were left on the spot, with wide eyes and mouths and teeth that kept opening and closing.