On the ceiling of the simple ward, the light tube sends out the ying-ying white light, a few do not know what to do with the medical equipment put in the corner, the electronic throw screen sends out a slight “Drip” sound.

As Peiji lay in bed, he slept restlessly, his eyelids trembling, as if in some terrible dream.

Jao Le was sitting and doing some accounts when suddenly there was a loud clanging in his ear. The door of the ward was knocked open from outside. Murphy and Guerin stumbled in, looking anxious. “Boss... ”

Rao stood up and stopped them. “Hey, guys, you can take it easy. I just pulled Pei team back from the Gate of Hell. Don’t send him away again at the top of Your Voice. ”

That’s what he said. The men in unit five were dead. Murphy’s face brightened a little, and he and Guerin exchanged a few glances, without a word.

Jao Le found their strange, squinting: “You hurry what, mysterious, what can not say? ”

For a moment there was silence in the ward.

There was a rustling of clothes, and Peiji, who had been unconscious, sat up on the bed. He pulled back the white sheet to reveal his scarred body underneath.

Multiple lacerations to the elbow and wrist, the entire left arm and shoulder were wrapped in gauze, with blood barely visible, the upper half of the body was undressed, revealing a well-defined, honey-colored waist, and the line of the mermaid had been concealed in the waistband of the trousers, if not in good health, normal people don’t get up anymore.

“Boss, you’re Okay! ”

After seeing the excited players, Peiji tore off the tubes he had tied to his body and stood up.

A side of RAOLE glance at him: “Hey Hey Hey, Captain Pei, you can take it easy, do you know your genes have been very unstable, this time I can use up two needles ATP, and you these men, but one than a die, you are not all crazy? ”

The Peiji threw on a piece of leather at random and walked out, “Thank you for the rescue. ”

“Don’t forget to transfer the points to me, ” he shouted. “It’s 1235 points. No credit! ”

When she went out, Murphy looked worried. “Boss, could she have... ”

“Shh. ” The Peiji gestured, stopping what he was about to say.

When they came out of the poor room, they were at once observed by several pairs of eyes in the open and the dark. There is no hospital in District 12. The ward is a makeshift treatment room, with limited supplies of drugs and medical equipment that are exchanged for points.

Outside the clinic is a grotesque trading floor, crammed with liquor, tools, food, and strange little shops, with no defined boundaries, like a giant hive of chaos, the whole building is dark and dirty, like a garbage star that no one cares about.

In fact-and trash star is almost, come and go are men, most facial expression is not good. Along the way, they were met with a lot of aggressive looking people, some of them hostile, some of them aggressive, Peiji.

It was not until walking out of the assembly hall that the crowd breathed a sigh of relief.

“Boss, I-I was so worried! Do you think if she fell back, she would... ” Murphy was about to cry.

The Peiji tapped him on the shoulder. “Don’t worry, she’s smart and brave, and she’ll find a way to protect herself, ” he said.

“The priority now is to find someone, Guerin, and you rent a desert S.U.V. , ” Guerin said, turning away without hesitation.

“Tours, find out how much medicine we have, and bring it all. I think she’s going to get hurt. ”

After a whirlwind of preparation, team five is once again in no man’s land.

The same yellow sand and hot and dry, but all the people have no complaints in mind. Along the way, they even had some unutterable passion. Women... Young and precious, and she’s still so beautiful.

What’s her name? Would she want to meet them?

It all came to an abrupt end when the Random Thoughts drove up to workshop 29.

Murphy sprang to his feet and saw nothing in the empty sand dunes, the wind blowing, the bodies of the fallen lying on the ground, unchanged, they even had a few carrion-eating critters scurrying away when they got off.

“Boss, there’s no one in the workshop! ” Guerin said anxiously as he searched around.

The Peiji kicked a corpse out of the way. “Look around for footprints, Murphy, ” he murmured

The latter was so worried that he immediately fell down on the sand. He closed his eyes and raised his nose. After a while, he stood up in a sad face and said, “Boss, I can’t smell anything here. It’s full of the stench of depravity. ”

Peiji frowned as he searched around for clues, when suddenly a bright spot in the Sun caught his attention.

It was a dagger stuck in the forehead of a degenerate, and the Peiji picked it up, wiped it clean with his cuffs, revealing its neat lines. A line of small lettering had been engraved on the handle, saying, ‘made by the first steel mill in China, ’ and the Peiji read it, holding this little dagger in the palm of his hand.

The rest of the team rushed to see: “This is her stuff, right? ”

“There’s no sign of life in the workshop. Could she have left already? ”

“The desert is so dangerous. Where can she go? ”

After a moment’s silence, the Peiji seized Murphy’s arm and asked, “Where’s Your Terminal? ”

Murphy paused, looked down at his sleeve, and said, “I must have dropped it somewhere... ”

Such personal terminals are available to everyone in the Federation, and there is no looting or theft, because if they were, the property would be unusable without fingerprint recognition, like an upgraded ID card.

Without a word, the Peiji opened his wristwatch and said, “Track Murphy’s personal terminal. ”

We’re trying to find the shortest route to Murphy for You

After the soft female voice, the Peiji looked at the little red dot on the little map that kept flashing, frowned and asked, “What are you doing to the north three walls? ”

Murphy’s eyes widened. “No, I was in the Infirmary! ”

Silence.

The Peiji turned off the screen and walked briskly toward the SUV, his voice decisive: “It’s her. She’s in District 12. ”

And now, at last, at the edge of the desert, the Moyan doesn’t know it’s been discovered.

She was starving to death, the food in her stomach had long since been exhausted, and at the end of her physical exertion, she finally saw the wall of human activity.

The city is a bit different than you might think. There are no gates, no toll gates. The grey walls were low, as if they had no fear of being invaded by the depraved. Every 50 meters, there’s a small gate in the fence, and people come and go from time to time, free to come and go, without even basic checks and security.

For some reason, the Moyan thought there was something strange about this seemingly normal city. She did not approach rashly, but, hungry and thirsty, chose a low bush and hid in it to observe the comings and goings.

All men.

And they don’t look like civilians or the military. There were not even old men or children among them. They were all men of Prime Age. Most of them were dressed in black and gray and green battle clothes or leather jackets, and carried knives and guns with them.

By rights, the desert has such a horrible mutant monster, the city should be very tense border, how can not be this kind of free-range view.

Unless --

There’s no administrative territorial entity here.

“I saw three trains go into no-man’s-land today. How many degenerates did they bring in? ! ”

“Shit, the people in Dido are trying to kill us. ”

“The price of alcohol on the black market has doubled. ”

“Well, I can’t afford to keep drinking like this. ”

The four or five men came slowly this way, and Moyan watched them in silence as they entered the little door one by one. She watched the movements of the men, and waited a long while, until she was sure that no one was coming in that direction, the Moyan just crept up to the door.

She uses the smart watch that finds lightly brushed that square shape to suspect the thing of entrance guard, iron door opened suddenly.

Name: Murphy; Exile ID: 21525

The system showed a simple profile, and Moyan took one look at the photo, and it was the man.

But ‘exile’ ... What does that mean?

Behind the Iron Door is a long corridor, connecting a huge gray building, but its appearance is not grand, the superposition of small rooms like a tumor on the capsule, the overall construction is very rough.

In the distance she could hear the noise of men gathering, and as the sky darkened, Moyan took a quick look and ran resolutely in the opposite direction of the noise.

By the time it was dark enough, the Moyan found a cluster of buildings, one floor after the other, with small rooms and laundry hanging out of the windows that looked like residential areas.

But it’s a filthy, filthy environment... Worse than Doomsday.

With a frown on her face, Moyan knelt down under the ledge of a small room, reached quietly for the clothes hanging from the rope, and, with a few blows, the window above her head was suddenly pushed open.

“Hoo-hoo-” a middle-aged man was leaning against the window, puffing away with a cigarette in his hand, and his Moyan seemed to have pressed the pause button to remain motionless.

“Who the fuck let you touch my collection of miniatures! ”

“Look, you can’t eat... ”

“You eat my magic girl, Ai Liya, and I’ll kill you. ”

There was talk in the room, and the man who was smoking in the window turned back and cursed, and closed the window behind him.

The Moyan breathed quietly, and she reached quickly for her hanging coat and hat, and turned quickly to put them on. While she was in disguise, she suddenly heard footsteps coming from the path behind her and looked back. It turned out to be one of the men of the day.

Moyan hesitated for half a second, then slipped into the darkness. She was so small that she could not be seen in the dead corner of the building.

Tours came over with a flashlight in his hand, anxious and afraid to scream, so he did what he had to do. His genetic origin is the cassowary, or cassowary, which, despite its size, has generally poor night vision, so he’s mostly blind at night, so there’s no sign of a Moyan hiding place.

He just walked right past her.