Chapter 11

"Hoo... Ha... Hoo..." Kent's heavy breathing could be heard two meters away.

Simon looked at the nervous Kent, holding the oil gun in his hand, and whispered with a smile: "Hey, boy, don't be so nervous, OK."

“！”

Hearing Simon's sudden speech, Kent's gun was shaking off. He was so angry that he whispered: "Hello! Didn't you see me guarding you? Don't scare me

"Ha ha." Simon chuckled and said, "although there are many zombies, they are much easier to deal with than those with guns. Obviously, they are the targets of walking."

"Cut." Kent glanced at Simon and said, "you're from the special forces. It's easy to fight them, and you're not afraid of this situation. What about me? One second I was a college student, the next I was on sentry duty with an antique gun. I killed several people in the previous gunfight. Do you think I can make it better? "

With the increase of words, Kent is also a little excited. After all, he suffered from misfortune in his previous life. Once he opened his eyes, he would have a gun fight and a zombie. Now he has to save his sister, but he has always been in a high state of tension and may collapse at any time.

"All right, keep it down." Simon helpless way: "wait until the south, I teach you some tactical movements, and shooting skills."

[Simon Riley's' teach 'skill starts with the host.

When Simon Riley (ghost) officially teaches the host to calculate the time, after 10 days, the host will increase the overall points by 15 points, and will be able to inherit the special effects of "gunsmith" and "skeletal mask".

When the "teach" skill is completed, it will be permanently invalid (only one person can be taught).]

"Well!" Kent smell speech immediately honest down, but also very satisfied with the nod.

What Kent and others have said is Simon's words. Since the "teaching" skills have been successfully launched, his overall strength will also be greatly improved. He should not be inferior to ordinary soldiers. At least he can't always be an oil bottle.

"This..." Simon looked at Kent who changed his face for a second. He always felt like he had been cheated. It seemed that the other side had succeeded in something, but he didn't pay attention to it. Instead, he focused on fueling the pickup truck.

But two minutes later, Simon put the gun back in place and the pickup tank was full.

Then he took another look at the convenience store and whispered to Kent, "we need to eat to keep our strength. I'll go to the convenience store to search for some food. You are here to guard the pickup truck."

"Wait, I'll go with you."

Kent hears the words, quickly gets up and stops Simon, who wants to enter the convenience store alone.

In horror films, especially sci-fi horror films with monsters and zombies, the most taboo thing for human teams is to act separately.

It's clear that monsters or zombies can be solved by a fire team. They have to be given their heads one by one. Now Simon is about to commit this "military taboo.".

Although Simon is an elite special forces soldier who can deal with hundreds of armed elements, once he is near by a zombie, it will be impossible to save him.

Kent doesn't want his gold medal bodyguard to capsize in the gutter. Coupled with the influence of implanted memory, he really regards Simon as a close friend, and he can't lose the little one either.

"Well?" Simon looked at Kent, who was running close to him, and wondered, "if there is no zombie in the convenience store, I can deal with it alone. Why do you venture in?"

Kent, with a gun in his right hand and a wave of his left hand, said, "your luck is lower than mine. I'm more lucky. How can I bring you some gain influence?"

"Luck? High? "Low?" Simon was confused by Kent's words.

"Forget it." Kent patted Simon on the shoulder and signaled to lead the team.

Simon doesn't show any affectation. Since he has an extra helper to search, why not?

It's just that this helper doesn't help.

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"Creak... Creak..." the noise when the door is opened is usually not loud, but in this case, it is particularly noisy.

Simon gently pushes open the glass door of the convenience store with his left hand, then quickly rushes into the store, scanning the right with his gun in both hands.

Kent also follows Simon's steps. After entering the convenience store, he and Simon scan the left side of the store shoulder to shoulder.

"Safe."（ X2) speak in unison.

After confirming that there was no danger in the convenience store, Simon hung his gun on his chest and said, "remember to take more chocolate and canned food.We can take as much water as we can. After we rescue Laura, we'll go straight to polisca. It's at least a three-day journey. It's best to have a complete supply here. "

Kent also hung the ak-12 on his chest, nodded and said, "well, I see."

Then they began to take food and drink and went out. At this time, they showed the advantages of pickup truck. They put the goods directly into the back pocket, which can almost load the food of the whole convenience store.

They came back and forth more than ten times, during which the zombies not far away were also moving slowly towards them.

After all, zombies are very sensitive to sound. Their movements are enough to attract the zombies in the whole service area.

Fortunately, these zombies move faster than turtles. If they were from zombie World War and I'm legend, Kent might just "give up".

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When Kent moved out the last box of water, Simon was already half squatting in the front left of the pickup truck, shooting the zombies closer.

"Poof! Poof There was a dull sound from the muzzle of the scar-l. since there was no spark, Simon didn't have to worry about detonating the whole gas station.

Almost a shot, a zombie will respond to the sound and fall, shot in vain, it should be Simon.

however...

"Simon! Watch your back

As for why Kent yelled recklessly, it was because a zombie rushed to Simon's back with great speed.

“Fuck！” Simon yelled and turned his head to point the gun at the zombie.

But now the zombie is close at hand, directly on Simon's body.

Kent threw away the food, picked up the gun on his chest and ran to the pickup truck.

When Kent arrived at the pickup truck, Simon's right hand was struggling against the jaw of the zombie to prevent him from biting himself, while his left hand was trying to pull out the dagger from his waist, but due to the position, he couldn't pull out the dagger.

"Hey... Hoo..."

At this critical moment, Kent held a gun in both hands and took a deep breath. At three o'clock, he aimed at the head of the zombie. Without hesitation, his right index finger pulled the trigger.

Just listen to "poof!" The zombie, who threatened Simon's life, came to him with a muffled sound.

The bullet entered the corpse's left forehead, then exploded directly from the right side of the brain, spilling red and white brain tissue and splashing to the ground