In the abandoned factory, the uncle was covered with blood. He slowly sat down against the wall, took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms, opened it, but there was only the last one inside.
He took out the last cigarette and lit it tremblingly.
In his mouth, the fire light illuminated his pale but still firm face.
"Don't worry."
He looked at the bulls coming from the door step by step, and said, "I will play with you right away."
The gun fell in his hand, but there were no more bullets in it, and he no longer had the strength to pick it up.
He, who used to be omnipotent, is finally tired.
He took another photo from his arms. It was a photo of him and his daughter, but after the change, the daughter disappeared.
The uncle leaned against the wall, the fire in his mouth dazzling in the darkness.
Seeing his daughter's smile on the photo, he slowly closed his tired eyes.
In his mind, it was the figure of three partners fighting in blood.
"You are safe," he whispered.
When he learned that he was suffering from cancer, he refused to give up. He didn't want to die like this, so he started treatment, and even when he was injected with anesthetics, he had to fight and kill the zombies.
But at this moment, he was finally able to face his death calmly.
No tears, no regrets.
Because in the last time, he fulfilled his promise to his partner and fulfilled his final mission.
"Even if you die a hundred times, you must be safe."
When he was alive and dead, he activated the suspension bridge to save the three people, gave his companions the hope of survival, but also let the destined parting come early.
At the last moment, he smoked a cigarette and faced death calmly.
Rumbling--
The footsteps were approaching, and the uncle closed his eyes, but he seemed to be able to see that Man Niu was already standing close.
But he waited for a long time, and he didn't feel the bulls make a move.
He opened his eyes slowly, but was stunned.
Because a familiar figure stood in front of him, blocking Man Niu's fist for him.