Surviving the Apocalypse: Clover's Intense Struggle

The snowy plains of the northern continent are shrouded in darkness, and the cold wind is raging like the devil. On this traveling train, a life and death decision is being made. Wen Yao, the once brave and fearless deputy captain, was now at the center of the dispute, sitting quietly in the corner, her eyes empty, as if she had lost her soul. A deep wound on her arm was shocking to the eyes, a sign of being scratched by an R-type mutant. Forcing herself to endure the pain, she used a long knife to painstakingly pluck out the rotting flesh, each stroke feeling like it was cutting into her flesh. Fang Lanyin looked at Wen Yao with heartbreak. She tried to comfort her but didn't know what to say. She took the only remaining gauze from the medical kit and gently bandaged Wen Yao's wound. "Lieutenant Wen ......," her voice was full of concern. Wen Yao barely managed to squeeze out a smile as he tried to reassure Fang Lanyin. "I'm fine, Lan Yin." Her voice was weak and shaking. At that moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Shen Yichuan. He was standing next to the car window, and his black punching uniform made him seem unusually cold. His eyes were fixed, as if he was thinking about something. "To be fair, vote." Shen Yichuan finally spoke, his voice cold and unfeeling. These words were like a thunderclap that rang out in the carriage. The hope in Wen Yao's heart was instantly shattered, and she knew that her fate had already been decided. The voting began, and the crowd voted. When the results came out, Wen Yao was stunned, 89-7. Only 7 people voted for her to stay in the carriage. This result made her feel incredibly desperate. She didn't expect that her teammates who had once fought alongside her would now abandon her so mercilessly. Shen Yichuan walked over to Wen Yao and held out his hand. "Wen Yao, off the team." His voice was still cold, without a trace of emotion. Wen Yao raised her head and looked into Shen Yichuan's eyes, hoping to see a trace of warmth in his eyes, but she was disappointed. Shen Yichuan's eyes were dark, cold, and silent as usual, as if they had no emotions. The train slowly stopped, and Shen Yichuan pulled Wen Yao out of the carriage. Outside the carriage, the wind was howling, and the snow was flying. Shen Yichuan threw a package to Wen Yao, "Fire and food for three days. His voice was still cold. Wen Yao looked at Shen Yichuan, her heart filled with doubt and fear. "What about your opinion? You haven't voted for ...... yet," she asked. Shen Yichuan didn't answer her, just continued to shoot some remaining zombies. "Is this vote more important than, well, my vote?" His voice was deep and strong, as if he was answering her question, but also as if he was talking to himself. Wen Yao looked at Shen Yichuan's familiar handsome face, her heart filled with pain and helplessness. "But Shen Yichuan, not only Mu Shengsheng, I will also be afraid of ......," her voice trembled and tears swirled in her eyes. She knew that her position in Shen Yichuan's heart was no longer important, but she still couldn't help but want to stay. Shen Yichuan said nothing, just frowned. "You've already been infected with R-type mutant corpse poison, one-third probability of mutation, you can't stay on the train for insurance reasons." His voice was still cold, without a trace of emotion. "Stay here and wait for my return." Wen Yao stepped forward, wanting to say something to Shen Yichuan. "Shen ......." Before her voice had time to leave her mouth, Shen Yichuan suddenly pointed a g*n at her forehead. His eyes were filled with contradiction and pain, but in the end, he was firm. "This is an order." His voice was stern and determined, as if there was no room for negotiation. Wen Yao's heart immediately cooled as she looked at Shen Yichuan, her eyes filled with disappointment and despair. "When the mutated limbs took over, you were the first to protect others, so what am I in your eyes?" Her voice trembled as tears finally streamed down her cheeks. Shen Yichuan's mood was complicated beyond measure as he looked at Wen Yao, his heart filled with reluctance and helplessness. But he knew that he couldn't be emotional, he had to follow orders. "This is a matter of life and death, there's no time to be here with you in childish love." His voice was cold and unfeeling, as if he had no emotions. "Base members are not allowed to have personal feelings for each other, don't you understand? Mu Shengsheng, is a newcomer to the base. As her trainer, I naturally have the responsibility to protect her." His voice remained firm, without a hint of wavering. "You've been in a hundred battles for many years, and you have to deal with a newcomer like her?" "Wen Yao, I thought you knew your stuff." There was a hint of disappointment in his voice, as if he blamed Wen Yao for his lack of understanding. Wen Yao's eyelashes drooped and tears slid down her cheeks, condensing into frost in the wind and snow. She knew there was nothing she could do to change this ending. Seeing that time was running out, Shen Yichuan said nothing more, just whispered a sentence: "Try to stay alive, you won't die that easily. Then he turned around and left. Wen Yao looked at Shen Yichuan's back, her heart filled with pain and despair. Finally, she shouted, "If you find my family, protect them for me! But Shen Yichuan pretended he didn't hear the words, and his black back quickly disappeared into the wind and snow.