"Put down the gun," Zhou Rongyi paused and pointed the submachine gun at Feng Wentai.

Lu Hui bled profusely and rolled on the ground in pain.

The other three special forces soldiers aimed their heavy machine guns at the Feng family's bodyguards. The safety was off and their index fingers were on the trigger.

"I'll count to three. Put down the gun. No one will die."

Zhou Rong's eyes scanned the faces of the bodyguards one by one and said slowly, "But whoever fires first, you're all dead. I guarantee that you'll die like a pile of meat paste."

"One …"

"Two …"

Before he could say three, the bodyguard at the front had already shakily put his pistol on the ground with a click.

The feeling of relying on a small handgun was far less than a heavy machine gun with a firing rate of 900 rounds per minute, not to mention that the latter's heavy body was half the height of a person. When they confronted each other, the huge threat of destruction was almost oppressive.

The other two bodyguards also gave in and threw their guns at their feet with trembling hands.

Zhou Rong said, "Kick it over here."

The three of them raised their handguns to the center of the open space. Zhou Rong gave a look behind him, "Chun Cao."

The girl put the submachine gun on her back and picked it up. She unloaded all the bullets and put them in the pocket of her military uniform.

The tense atmosphere finally disappeared. The men in the corridor finally opened the door in fear. The women also poked their heads out and nervously watched the movement in the open space.

Guo Weixiang and Ding Shi's guns were still aimed at the Feng family, but Zhou Rong threw away his submachine gun, raised his empty hands, and walked around the crowd. His cold eyes swept across every frightened face.

"Tomorrow," he said, his voice echoing in the atrium, "we will leave the fertilizer factory and lead everyone south to the military's South Sea Headquarters shelter."

"Before the disaster, the sixth squadron of unit 118 came to T City from military district B to carry out a top-secret mission. Because of the mission, everyone was injected with pheromone suppressants.

When the disaster struck, I led everyone to flee to the north. I didn't have the time nor the need to explain the whole story to everyone, until today. "

"But I hope that everyone understands that we will treat everyone in this team equally, including men, women, the elderly, and children … After the disaster, all order and laws no longer exist. Reality has become a dark jungle where the strong prey on the weak. But in this team of less than forty people, all the laws, obligations, and rights of human society still exist and are still applicable."

"On the way to the south, we will meet more survivors: men and women, old and young, the old and the weak, the sick and the disabled, there will be Alpha, and maybe even Omega."

Zhou Rong paused for a moment and said, "But no matter how many people the team expands, we will stand on the same side. We will protect, support, and move forward side by side to continue the fire of survival."

He looked at the faces with different expressions and pointed at the machine guns in Guo Weixiang's hands.

"These guns exist to protect you. The muzzles will always point outwards. Everyone, please bear witness to this."

There was a long silence, not a single sound could be heard.

Then, the first slap was heard from the crowd.

The survivors seemed to suddenly react, and the applause became louder and louder.

Zhou Rong bowed his head and immediately whispered to Chun Cao, "Ask Doctor Cheng to come over and check on the two bodyguards. Don't let them die."

He was talking about Wan Bin and Lu Hui. Chun Cao nodded.

The Alpha surnamed Wan was still lying on the ground, and his blood was almost dry. If he wasn't an Alpha, he would have died from excessive bleeding. The scene was really impactful. Even Zhou Rong, who was used to seeing all kinds of tragic scenes, couldn't help but twitch twice.

He could see the difference between the knife wounds on Wan Bin's body: they were basically not injuries from fighting.

They were caused by deliberately inflicting pain.

Sinan stood far away in the corner of the open space. His lips were tightly pursed, and he held a dagger by his side with one hand.

Zhou Rong looked at him, and suddenly a very strange feeling rose in his heart. A few sentences suddenly appeared in his subconscious:

"Arrest target has a latent antisocial personality, extremely destructive, charged with multiple counts of first-degree murder …"

"… Acts cold-blooded, most of the time it is difficult to predict his movements. Do not use any means to stimulate him to restore his sanity …"

Zhou Rong shivered slightly.

"Captain Zhou," Doctor Cheng suddenly hurried forward.

Zhou Rongyi turned back and saw Doctor Cheng's face change. His forehead was full of cold sweat. He said softly, "The pregnant woman, Wang Wen … was alarmed by the gunshots. She is going to give birth prematurely …"

According to Zhou Rong's own words, when he was young, he was not afraid of anything. He would kill anything that stood in his way. He even dared to blow up a terrorist's tank with a grenade. If it weren't for the fact that he was forced to calm down later on due to the nature of his work, he would have blown a hole in the sky.

But he had never seen a pregnant woman give birth.

Zhou Rong hurriedly asked people to tie up Feng Wentai and the unlucky bodyguards and threw them into the back of the car. Then, he rubbed his hands and went up to the dormitory building.

It was a mess everywhere. A few older women surrounded the bed. Wang Wen's hair was disheveled, and she was moaning softly.

"She didn't scream?"

Zhou Rong was confused. "Do you want hot water, scissors, and cotton cloth? Do you want her to scream?"

Doctor Cheng said angrily, "Captain Zhou, you've watched too many TV dramas.

It's very dangerous to give birth prematurely at 32 weeks. Get someone to boil water, disinfect the gauze, keep the lights on, and maintain the temperature in the room … Hurry, hurry!

She's already in labor! "

"…" Zhou Rong said in surprise, "I've only seen big houses."

Zhou Rong hurriedly asked people to prepare things, boil water, disinfect it, and bring in an electric heater and a diesel generator.

Doctor Cheng was not a specialist in obstetrics and gynecology, so he was not very familiar with many procedures when it came to premature labor. The women competed to provide their own experiences during labor and cheered for Wang Wen. They even ran to the kitchen to prepare a hot soup for her to drink after giving birth.

All the survivors were mobilized.

Even the men who were on guard outside were looking forward to it. They were discussing anxiously, as if this new life that was about to be born in the winter night was a metaphor for some kind of distant and faint hope.

"Yes, yes!" Doctor Cheng's forehead was full of sweat. He freed one hand to command the people around him. "Brighten up the lights, keep the lights on!"

Zhou Rong quietly left the crowd. He looked around and frowned. "Where's Sinan?"

Guo Weixiang became a father for no reason and inexplicably gained a son. He was standing on tiptoe in the corridor and looking inside. He said casually, "He went back to his dormitory."

"I'll go and take a look." Zhou Rong simply said this and squeezed out of the crowd.

"Si Xiaonan?"

The door of the dormitory was tightly closed. Zhou Rong knocked twice. "Comrade Xiao Si?"

There was no answer from inside.

Zhou Rong had the keys to all the single rooms in the dormitory. After hesitating for two seconds, he unlocked the door and pushed it open.

Sinan was lying on his side on the single bed in the dormitory. The moonlight poured in through the window, reflecting a pale and slightly cold light on his back.

He was asleep.

Because of his posture, his head was slightly curled inwards. His slender neck was hidden behind the collar of his shirt. Because his waist was deeply sunken, it formed an arc-shaped shadow.

The shadow was indescribably lingering and ambiguous. People couldn't help but continue to look down his body, but the undulations were hidden under the blanket.

Zhou Rong stood on the side of the bed. After a while, he raised his hand and immediately stopped in mid-air.

If it fell a few inches, his fingers would touch the narrowest part of the waist. Through the thin fabric of the shirt, he could feel the fiery warmth in the depths of the shadow.

"…" Suddenly, Sinan moved. He seemed to be a little uncomfortable and rubbed a few times on the bed sheet.

He shrank deeper into the pillow. Because of this movement, his cheeks were exposed to the moonlight. His cheeks were a little red, his eyebrows were knitted, and the tip of his nose was slightly sweaty. Zhou Rong couldn't help but be stunned.

"… Um …"

Sinan exhaled. The ending of his breath was trembling with uneasiness, as if he was trapped in some kind of blurred and chaotic dream.

Then he turned over. Because his neck was raised backward, his collar was messy and half on his clear collarbone.

Zhou Rong couldn't help but look down. He found that the surface of his skin was a little flushed. He reached out and held his forehead. His body temperature was very high.

Fever?

"Sinan?" Zhou Rong whispered.

"…"

Zhou Rong's throat tightened. His Adam's apple moved violently, as if he was forcibly suppressing some kind of fantasy by this action. He reached out and held Sinan's upper body, patting his face gently. "Wake up!

You're sick. Get up and take medicine! "

But Sinan, who was usually very alert, fell into chaos. After a while, he opened his eyes in a daze and then closed them again.

"Sinan?"

"Go …"

Zhou Rong leaned close to his lips. He only felt Sinan struggle and said hoarsely, "Go away …!"

His movements were unexpectedly violent, and he actually broke free from Zhou Rong's embrace. Then, he curled up into a ball on the bed sheets with the blanket wrapped around him.

Because of the struggle, the hem of his shirt slipped to his back. A small section of bare skin was exposed, and the protruding vertebrae were clearly visible under the skin.

Zhou Rong couldn't bear to see this scene. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Then he forced himself to say in a stern tone, "Why are you throwing a tantrum!

Get up and take medicine! "

"… Go away!"

Zhou Rong reached out and grabbed his hot shoulder, forcing him to turn over to face him. But he found that something was wrong.

Sinan's lips, which had always been tightly pursed, were red and seemed to be faintly watery. He breathed hoarsely from between his teeth. It sounded like a faint moan.

Zhou Rong suddenly thought of a possibility.

A few beta males who were very sensitive to pheromones would temporarily go into estrus when stimulated by a strong A/O pheromone.

This kind of pseudo-estrus was usually easy to deal with. If there was no pheromone around to continue stimulating him, he would be alone for a while and it would subside.

Sinan was frightened by alpha pheromones. If this was a pseudo-estrus …

Zhou Rong's breathing became very heavy, and his heart pounded in his chest.

He didn't even realize that his fingers had sunk deep into Si Nan's flesh. He had used so much strength that if Si Nan had taken off his shirt, there would have been several red fingerprints on his skin.

The layer of cloth could barely cover anything. In the rapidly rising temperature, it seemed that it was gradually losing its effect of covering the body.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Rong asked in a low voice. "You're an adult. Why are you so shy?"

He raised his hand as if to touch Sinan's sweaty forehead, but the latter suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Zhou Rong looked at his red eyes, and Sinan looked at him without saying a word.

After a while, Zhou Rong finally couldn't help but lower his head and whisper in his ear, "What do you want, huh?

Tell me about it. "

Sinan still held his wrist tightly, neither loosening nor pushing him away.

If observed carefully, his jaw showed an extremely tight line, which was the reason why he clenched his teeth and didn't dare to let go.

Zhou Rong knew that he should withdraw now.

If he hadn't come in, the pseudo-estrus would have passed in his sleep, and Sinan wouldn't even realize what he had experienced when he woke up the next morning.

But he was here now.

Compared to an ordinary alpha, the pheromone was more vivid and stimulating, constantly disturbing Sinan. The interference was almost tyrannical and malicious, and it had the effect of pushing the seductive body in his arms, which was constantly sliding into the abyss.

Zhou Rong's half-kneeling position on the side of the bed moved, and his camouflage pants began to stretch a little. When he spoke again, his bass voice was very hoarse, "Do you want me to go?"

Sinan's lips were slightly open, and his breath made them full of moisture, looking very moist, but he still refused to speak.

Zhou Rong looked into his eyes and smiled slightly.

"Huh?

Si Xiaonan? "

Sinan held him tightly and kept trembling, as if after a long time, he suddenly collapsed, and his fingers slightly loosened.

"Brother Rong!"

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and then Guo Weixiang shouted in the corridor not far away, "Brother Rong, are you there?

Something happened! "

Zhou Rong suddenly turned back and asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"

"Where are you?!

Something bad happened! "

Guo Weixiang gasped, and his voice was slightly trembling, "Feng Wentai took the minibus, broke through the barbed wire, and is now preparing to run north!"