Chapter 57 Lightning Operation
Shangcheng Wujiang District.
In a two-bedroom, one-living room house.
Soothing news was played on TV in a loop, and the host kept emphasizing that the rescue team would arrive soon, asking everyone to stay safe at home, not to go out at will, and not to make any noise.
"Mom... When are we going to eat today? I'm hungry again. Can I skip the porridge today?"
The girl's voice timidly sounded, and then her mother covered her daughter's mouth with her hand and put her finger to her lips:
"Shh..."
"My dear daughter, just bear with it for a while, just bear with it for a while."
"Dad, is there any food in the refrigerator? The child is starving."
Dad was searching in the kitchen, opening and closing the refrigerator door several times. After a long while, he said regretfully:
"No more... There's not much rice left, so I'll just make some porridge and some sugar today."
The fire was lit again in the kitchen, and the aroma of porridge and rice made their throats surge. The white porridge that they used to use to cleanse the intestines now tasted better than delicacies.
Today has been three days since the Daoxian incident was announced. At that time, they escaped the disaster because their children were at home and they did not go out to support them. However, the incident happened suddenly and they had no time to stock up on food. In three days, the vegetables in the refrigerator had been eaten up, and the remaining white rice was more than half gone.
They haven't left the house for three days.
"Mom, when can I go out and play?"
"Mom, I want to go to school..."
The daughter asked questions one after another, which made her mother's anxious face even more broken. She looked out the window. The gunshots that rang out from time to time were like firecrackers, shocking people all the time, day and night, night and day, in a cycle.
How long will they have to live like this? How long will they have to stay like this?
Will anyone really save them?
The plot on TV is replayed again, and the host is soothing people's hearts in the same old way. But what can truly soothe people's is action and freedom.
"Boom boom boom... boom boom boom."
There was a knock on the door and the three of them stopped. The father in the kitchen stopped what he was doing and was about to walk towards the door.
"Uncle and aunt, are you... home?"
"etc."
Mom said in a breathy voice, she put her finger to her mouth again and shook her head .
"Don't open the door."
Then my mother said to the door from a distance:
"Hello, who are you?"
"Oh, I'm a resident of this building. We're out of rice. Do you have any left?"
"We still have some meat at home, we can exchange it with you."
"Meat!"
Hearing this, the dad in the kitchen's eyes lit up. Aren't they short of meat now? With meat, they can make meat porridge.
It is also normal for neighbors to help each other. In this world, it is natural to take care of each other.
"Okay, okay, wait for us for a moment, we'll go and install..."
"I'm sorry, we're out of rice."
The mother suddenly said this, and the daughter and father's eyes flashed with surprise, looking at their mother, not knowing what was going on.
But my mother thought very clearly.
There is something fishy here.
No matter how much rice is needed, how could we let a little girl beg for rice?
And there is only meat, no rice...so what kind of meat is this?
It cannot be opened, absolutely not.
"Ah... okay."
The girl outside the door said with some regret. She sighed, but was not discouraged. Instead, she gathered her courage and said:
"It's okay, I'll ask someone else."
The sound of footsteps was heard, and the girl walked away. The three of them breathed a sigh of relief, obviously realizing the problem.
I swallowed my saliva and thought, just bear with it, it will only be a day or two.
Hearing the sound of the girl walking away, the father was always worried. He held the kitchen knife in his hand, walked quietly to the door, and looked into the peephole at the door.
Is he really...gone?
Dad looked at the peephole and was stunned. There seemed to be a thing on all fours lying on the ground, moving under the peephole.
It seems to be...sniffing.
The next moment, the girl climbed like a spider and looked into the cat's eye. Her weird pupils looked at her father through the cat's eye. Her eyes were filled with anger and collapse!
"You lied to me, you lied to me!!"
"I smell the aroma of rice, you are lying to me!!"
“Bang, bang, bang!!!”
There was a violent bang on the door, and the last thing Dad saw was a sword, which was constantly cutting at the security door.
Taoist believers!!
"Hide, quickly, quickly!"
Dad rushed to the kitchen and picked up the kitchen knife. His body was shaking violently and his mind was blank, but even so, he still stood in the hall, holding the knife, staring at the door blankly.
"Mother of the child! Take the child and hide!"
"well……"
The violent collision seemed to be a final death sentence. The mother gasped and picked up the child, rushed to the bedroom, searched everywhere, and finally saw the wardrobe, then stuffed the child into the pile of clothes.
The child was about to cry, but saw his mother's vicious face.
“Don’t cry!”
"Don't cry! No matter what, you are not allowed to cry today!!"
"Promise mommy that no matter what happens, don't cry or make any noise!!"
Looking at her mother's fierce look, the daughter even forgot to cry. Her mind went blank and then she nodded.
A huge fear fell upon this small family, and the next moment, the family was put on trial.
"Mother of the child, you hide too!"
Dad looked at the woman rushing out, his face flushed with anxiety, replaced by fear.
"What are you talking about!"
Mom picked up the frying pan and said coldly:
"This isn't an idol drama, this is a horror movie. If you say anything more, you won't survive!"
"I said it when we got married: no matter if we are rich or poor, no matter if we are old or sick, we will stick together and share the good and bad times together."
"We'll be fine."
"good……"
The two looked towards the door, which was finally destroyed. In the rubble, they saw the figure of a little girl. She had a large nose that took up half of her face. She used ten fingers to fan the air, and her nose moved, revealing a sense of intoxication.
“This is the aroma of rice…”
"And the taste of human flesh."
"I have meat again. I can exchange it for rice with the next family."
The next moment, the spine sword flew out like a centipede, and the mother raised the frying pan to try to block it. The father was fearless and held the kitchen knife, ready to exchange one life for another.
"Bang."
A gunshot rang out, accompanied by the sound of shattering glass. A bullet, with a gust of wind, instantly hit the little girl's head, and it exploded in half like a juicy watermelon.
The spine sword stood still in shock as if it had been awakened by a zebra. Then hurried footsteps were heard and the corridor was instantly guarded by soldiers. The three people in front were holding long swords and chopped at the little girl's limbs and head without a second's hesitation. They quickly cut the Gordian knot and stuffed the little girl into the box.
Everything happens in seconds, and life and death disappear in an instant.
In the blank eyes of the two, the leading captain saluted and said:
"Thank you for your bravery, which left us ample time to act."
"We still have to go to the next place. You guys should digest this for a while. In about 36 hours, this area will be liberated and you can find someone to repair the door."
"retreat!"
Carrying the boxes, the soldiers left the scene. Dad looked at the devastated scene with a blank mind.
"Are we... okay?"
"That's right."
Plop.
Dad looked at Mom.
My mother fell to the ground weakly, her eyes blank. The frying pan fell to the ground with a bang, and then she started crying. She laughed and cried, wiped her tears with the back of her hand, and repeated it again while sobbing.
"We'll be fine."
"It'll be fine."
