At dinner time, watching Alice gorging himself at the table, Clemens turned his head with a smile and asked the old couple: "You really don't plan to go to the airport with us?"

"There is an army there, so it will be safer."

Old Honey knocked on the plate with a spoon and said loudly, "My child, let me teach you one thing. There are two groups of people who are the most unreliable in the world. One is a politician and the other is the army."

Vanya, who was holding the taro mashed soup in his hand, said to Clemens, who was embarrassed: "Don't care what this old guy said. The war that year made him complain every day."

Old Horny grinned his neck and said, "I'm telling the truth!"

Vaniya threw a spoonful of taro mash into Honey's bowl: "Shut up and eat."

Liz put down the tableware, glanced at Clemens, and then carefully asked the old couple: "Our transportation has been damaged, and there is still a long way to go to the Sandstone Airport, so I want to ask. …"

Honey swallowed a mouthful of taro mud, and said nonchalantly, "Do you need a car? There is a white Ford in the rear garage. It was originally my son's, but he hasn't returned for a long time... You can use it."

Clemens and Liz glanced at each other, and they both let out a long sigh of relief.

Clemens said: "I cannot express my gratitude to you in words. When we settle down, we will definitely find ways to contact you."

Vanya sat next to Alice, looked at the girl tenderly, and said softly: "We have a granddaughter, just like this child. She used to like to go here and let her grandpa take her to ski. If not Because…"

The old woman was only half-talking. Just as Clemens wanted to ask, Liz pulled his clothes and hinted that he should not ask more.

Vanya wiped her eyes and said to Clemens: "The room upstairs has been cleaned up. Please rest assured tonight."

"Tomorrow I will get up early to make breakfast, you remember to eat together."

"The car key is on the wall at the lobby bar."

After dinner, Clemens, who had finished washing, walked into the room on the second floor of the hotel.

Alice, who went to bed early in the morning, was already asleep, and Liz was sitting at the writing desk looking at the map.

Gently hugging Liz's waist from behind, before Clemens had time to do anything, the woman suddenly said, "The airport is closed."

Clemens asked in surprise: "Closed? Why?"

Liz turned on the walkie-talkie taken from the soldier's body.

Only heard inside, accompanied by the sizzling electric sound, a voice repeating the following content.

"The Sandstone Airport has been occupied by the infected, and all rescue operations have been cancelled! Repeat, the Sandstone Airport has been occupied by the infected, and all rescue operations have been cancelled!"

Like a basin of ice water pouring head on, Clemens said anxiously: "If the airport is closed, where should we go?"

Liz motioned for him to continue listening.

Another recording began to play on the walkie-talkie: "Tomorrow at 6:45 in the morning, the military will initiate a cleaning operation on the mother body..."

Clemens: "Purge operation? What is that?"

Walkie-talkie: "All personnel are requested to evacuate as soon as possible. Temporary shelters include the following locations."

"Dry Lake Camp (

"Clay Center Island (tIsnd

"Sheep Peak Camp (SheepPeakCamp

…

Liz marked these refuge points on the map one by one, and finally studied them with Clemens.

After comparison, the closest location to Paiute Snow Mountain is Sheep Peak Camp (Sheep Peak Camp).

But to get there, you must pass through the National Desert Biological Wildlife Reserve ().

Clemens looked at the winding path on the map and said with emotion: "That's a long way."

Liz said: "But this passerby is sparsely populated, which means the least threat."

Clemens nodded, kissed Liz lightly, and said, "Go to bed early. After breakfast tomorrow, we will leave."

No words for a night.

In the early morning of the next day, it was just getting bright.

Clemens and Liz, who were still asleep, were suddenly awakened by a gunshot.

Sitting up from the bed, Clemens looked at Liz in shock, seeming to confirm whether the gunshot was just a nightmare.

But soon, the second shot came from downstairs.

Clemens hurriedly jumped off the bed, and after a brief dressing, he squatted down and went to the corridor on the second floor.

Holding on to the handrail in the corridor, Clemens looked down and saw a scene that made his blood freeze.

On the floor of the hotel lobby, Old Honey was lying motionless in a pool of blood, and the shotgun fell beside him.

Not far from him, Vanya struggling to crawl forward with a shot in the leg, blood spread far behind her.

A face that Clemens couldn't be more familiar with, Mr. Goodman, was raising his pistol and yelling furiously.

"Fuck! Fuck! Son of a bitch! All this is the fault of this old thing!"

"If he doesn't point a gun at me, I won't shoot!"

"I am defending myself, I am not wrong!"

Goodman's suit was already in tatters, and his body was as dirty as a beggar fleeing, only the madness on his face remained the same.

He looked at Honey’s corpse on the ground, first rubbed his forehead with his hand, then walked two steps quickly, stepped on the injured and crawling Vanya, and whispered: "I am a good and upright person, all this is just an accident... you Can understand me, right?"

Vanya turned her head strenuously and looked at Goodman angrily.

Goodman kicked the old woman hard, raised her head, and stopped suddenly.

He looked at the cutlery on the dinner table not far away, thought for a moment, then squatted down and asked in a low voice, "It's not just you two here, right?"

Vanya gritted her teeth and shouted, "Go to hell!"

Goodman sighed, pointed his gun at Vanya's forehead, and pulled the trigger.

Hearing the gunshots, Clemens trembled and quickly retracted from the second floor.

Liz took Alice, climbed up to him, glanced downstairs, and covered her mouth in surprise, trying to keep herself from screaming.

Clemens took a hard breath and said to Liz, "I must go down."

Liz quickly stopped him: "Don't go!"

Clemens: "The car keys and weapons are all downstairs."

After waiting for a while, Clemens leaned his body out to take a look, and then said to Liz, "Look, he has left."

Liz looked down from the second floor, and there really was no Goodman in the lobby.

Clemens nodded to Liz, then tiptoed down the stairs, walked around the corpses of the old couple, and walked to the lobby bar where the car keys were stored.

Suddenly, a gunshot sounded.

The bullet hit the table next to Clemens, setting off a burst of sawdust.

Clemens, who was frightened, quickly hid behind the table and closed his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, there were two more gunshots.

The bullet hit the table where Clemens was hiding, making a loud noise.

Goodman's voice rang again: "Professor Scott, I know it's you."

"You saw what happened just now, I know you saw it!"

Goodman fired again, and the bullet hit the floor at Clemens' feet.

"I don't want to kill them. This is just an accident." Goodman said as he approached Clemens, "I am a decent person. I have rescued stray animals and helped the poor."

"Come out, let's talk."

Clemens said nothing.

Goodman stood up straight, his eyes gradually cold: "I can't let others know about this...but only the dead will keep it secret, right?"

Goodman came to a place only five meters away from where Clemens was hiding, pointed his gun there, and said, "Don't worry, I promise that everything will happen soon, and you won't feel pain... deal with it. After you are done, I will go to find your little girlfriend and your daughter."

As soon as the voice fell, a dazzling flash of light appeared in the distant sky, illuminating the whole earth.

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The huge shock wave is like a tsunami, scouring everything on the ground.

All the windows of the hotel were shattered at the same time, the tables and chairs in the room were washed up in the air, and then they fell to the ground fiercely.

When the aftermath of the explosion subsided, Clemens, who was gradually recovering from his tinnitus and dizziness, stumbled to his feet.

Goodman fell in a corner of the hotel lobby, knowing his life or death.

With a leap, Clemens rushed to the key board behind the bar and began to look for the car key he wanted.

A few seconds later, when Clemens finally found the car key, Goodman was also struggling on the ground to get up.

Clemens glanced at the gun in Goodman's hand and yelled upstairs: "Go to the car and wait for me!"

When Goodman finally stood upright, there was still Clemens in the lobby, and the roar of the car engine was also heard behind the hotel.