"Woo woo... Finally I see the living. I'm going crazy to hide here alone. It's so hard to wait for death every day. You're my father."
Huang Quan and LV Xiaobu stare coldly at the young man sitting on the ground crying. He is in his early twenties, wearing a suit that can't be seen as genuine, It's still a fake Adidas sportswear. Its hair is long and shaggy, and some street artists look like it. Its face is clean, ordinary, full of acne, with a little simple and honest.
"Bullshit, I took people to kill thousands of zombies just to save you a guy? Where are the others? "
Lu Xiaobu knocked on the head with a crutch, chattering and complaining, and was extremely depressed.
"Ouch... It's not my fault. All the living people run to the small town. My feet are soft and I can't run, so I go up there. I don't know they are all dead."
The young man held his head in his arms and yelled out the scene.
"What's your name? What did you do before? What's your specialty?"
Huang Quan didn't care much about saving one or a group of people. The town found more than 200 tons of food, which was enough for the camp for a month and a half. It seemed that the business was not losing money.
"My name is Liu Zetong. I used to look after materials on the construction site. What's my specialty? Have you never lost in Mahjong
Hearing Liu Zetong's strong points, Huang Quan and LV Xiaobu look at each other. It's clear in their eyes that they won't take this guy with them.
"We come from the wh gathering place, where people starve to death every day. Only professionals with special skills will not starve to death. We save you, which does not mean we will take you back. You can find a place to stay by yourself. Fortunately, you can continue to live. The zombies here have been eliminated by us. You can find some wild vegetables and simmer slowly?"
After Huang Quan said this, Liu Zetong's face changed color. He looked at Huang Quan and LV Xiaobu blankly. He didn't know what to say. Huang Quan had made it very clear that they didn't have food to raise a waste.
Huang Quan and LV Xiaobu didn't look at Liu Ze more, turned around and left.
Liu Zetong watched the two people gradually walk away. Within his sight, one team member carrying grain hit the car. Even the scattered grain was carefully picked up and packed. He believed that he would not find a grain of grain in the small town. Looking at the numerous bones and scattered garbage on the streets of the small Town, he found that if the motorcade left, it would become a ghost here.
"Don't leave me, I'm useful... I'm useful... I must be useful..."
Liu Zetong cried out in a panic and ran after them. As soon as he got to them, he would stretch out his hand to pull LV Xiaobu's sleeve. His fingers were still a little short. The black butt of the gun hit him hard in the face. He covered his face and rolled on the ground in pain, Rolling between, he saw two people's steps gradually far away, lying on the ground to climb to two people, mouth issued a vague voice.
No one pity, no one back, one after another from the house out of the militia, carrying big bags and small bags, smiling face to the team, even if Liu Zetong is struggling at their feet, they did not look at it, some people think he is in the way, kick him over on the side of the road, across his body to continue to move forward.
In despair, Liu Zetong wails. He shrinks in the dirty street and cries out against Bai Sensen's human bones. Beside him, a skeleton's black eyes are watching him silently.
Liu Zetong's cry is very loud in this quiet town, no one cares, no one cares, there are too many tragedies in the gathering place than him.
Liu Zetong saw that no one looked at him more. He knew that crying was useless. He wiped away his tears and looked at the players and the militia.
All of a sudden, he saw that not everyone had guns. The regular members were wearing uniforms and rifles. The militiamen were wearing all kinds of clothes and carrying knives and shields.
"Walls... Walls... I know there are walls there..."
Huang Quan, who just got on the bus, heard the strange cry and looked at LV Xiaobu in doubt. LV Xiaobu didn't know. He looked out of the window, buttoned his nostrils and said in doubt:
"What Wall?"
"It's this place. It's the weapons storage area of the Armed Forces Department. My father's porter. When I was a child, I went in. Through the iron fence, I could see a lot of wooden boxes, and a lot of cannons wrapped in tarpaulin."
Liu Zetong covered his bruised cheek and carefully pointed to a point on the tourist map.
Looking at that point, Huang Quan frowned. It was not far from here, that is, dozens of kilometers. What bothered him was that the point was close to a red dot on the map, which was an extremely dangerous signal. The nest of the big bird. If they had passed the nest of the mutant big bird, they would have just passed by the road in front of the weapons warehouse of the Armed Forces Department.At noon today, although they scared away the big blackbird, they did not cause any substantial damage to it. The elevation angle of the 30mm machine gun on the combat vehicle was too small, and the firing speed was not fast. If it was land shield, the big blackbird would have been shot long ago, and it would not have been so difficult for him.
"Brother Lu, what do you think?"
Huang Quan has some ideas. Let's first ask LV Xiaobu's opinion.
"Opportunity, God gave us a chance. We don't have many guns. These people can barely equip themselves. The militia who stay in the camp can't equip themselves. Don't worry about so many guns. Go and have a look first."
Lu Xiaobu, who has always been an opportunist, is not afraid of big birds. In his eyes, he is not afraid of risks. He is only afraid that interests can not exceed risks.
"I think our task today is to collect building materials, which should be based on the task. Besides, today we can only transport half of the building materials and all the grain, and there are still some construction equipment that can't be transported away. It's not that we have no chance in the future. Let's tell brother cockroach first and let him make a decision."
Huang Quan is cautious. He resents all the uncertainties outside the plan when he was born in the army. For him, only the task is the most important, followed by the food issues related to life and death.
"Oh, my brother, you don't know when we're gathering. We don't seem to be very open. Brother cockroach is very careful. He's afraid that more than 100000 survivors will rebel together. It's hard to have a gun. All the rest is bullshit. Besides, you don't even know what the place is. Report it to brother cockroach? What do you report? "
Huang Quan was silent for a long time. He looked up at LV Xiaobu and insisted:
"We came out today to look for building materials. Building materials have been found and the camp is waiting for food. We can't cut corners. I don't agree to take risks."
Hearing Huang Quan say so, LV Xiaobu is also anxious.
"What do we rely on to develop to the present stage? It's brother cockroach. It's our grab. Now you have the chance to get a large number of guns and ammunition. You are still hesitant. You have to grasp the opportunity when you see it. I believe brother cockroach will do the same when he knows it. "
LV Xiaobu said so much, and his eyes were staring at Huang Quan, but Huang Quan couldn't let go. He looked like he was on business. LV Xiaobu was on fire. Huang Quan couldn't imagine his urgency to the weapons depot. He was an old man with Zhang Xiaoqiang. In order to fight for the weapons in the prison, he threw nine lives into the base, which he knew all about.
For him, Zhang Xiaoqiang is his day. Without Zhang Xiaoqiang, he is still fighting with zombies in hunger and waiting for a small cup of spring water every day in that small gathering place. How can he have a good day now?
Lu Xiaobu waited for a long time, but Huang Quan didn't answer. He just looked out of the window. A flash of fire rushed into LV Xiaobu's head. He pushed the door open and went down to the car. He gave a loud drink
"Search team set!"