"呜呜呜··· I finally saw a living person. I am going crazy when I am hiding here. It’s too uncomfortable to die every day. You are my relatives...·······

Huang Quan and Lu Xiaobu stared coldly at the young man who was sitting on the ground and crying. This man was in his early twenties, wearing a suit that couldn’t be seen as genuine, or a copy of the adidas sportswear, hair slender, some The appearance of the street artist, his face is still clean, his face is ordinary, his face is acne, with a slight sorrow.

"Crumbling, I have killed thousands of zombies to save you a guy? Where have the other people gone?"

Lv Xiaobu knocked on the head of the man with a cane, and his mouth was screaming and complaining, and his heart was extremely depressed.

"哎哟···This can't blame me, I live all the way to the town, my feet are soft, I can't run, I get up, I know they are all dead...····

The young man shouted his head and spoke out the scene at the time.

"Calling anonymity, what did you do before, what are the specialties."

Huang Quan didn't care much about saving one or saving a group. The town found more than 200 tons of grain, and it was enough to eat for a month and a half. It seems that this business is not losing money.

"My name is Liu Zetong. I used to look after the materials on the construction site. What are the specialties? Isn’t the mahjong lost?"

Hearing the special features of Liu Zetong, Huang Quan and Lu Xiaobu looked at each other and they saw that they would not bring this guy.

"We are coming from the gathering place of WH. Every day there are people starving to death. Only professionals with special skills will not starve to death. We have saved you. It does not mean that we will bring you back. You will find a place to stay. If you are lucky, you can continue to live. The zombies here have been wiped out by us. Are you going to find some wild vegetables?

After Huang Quan said this, Liu Zetong’s face changed color. He looked at Huang Quan and Lu Xiaobu awkwardly. He didn’t know what to say. Huang Quan had made it very clear that they had no food to raise a waste.

Huang Quan and Lu Xiaobu did not look at Liu Si, and turned and left.

Liu Zetong looked at the two people and gradually walked away. In his sight, all the members smashed the food into the car, and even the scattered food was carefully picked up. I believe he would not Finding a grain of food in the town, looking at the tired bones on the streets of the town and countless scattered garbage, he found that if the team left, it would become a sneaky.

"Don't throw me down, I am useful... I am useful... I must be useful...········

Liu Zetong screamed in a panic, and chased his legs to chase the two. Just after the two of them, he had to reach out and pull the sleeves of Lu Xiaobu. The fingers were still in the wrong line, and the black guns slammed into his. On his face, he rolled his face and rolled on the ground. The rolling room, he saw the two people's footsteps drifting away, kneeling on the ground and crawling to the two, with a vague voice in his mouth.

No one pity, no one turned back, the militiamen who came out of the house one after another, carrying big bags and smiling faces to the team, even if Liu Zetong was struggling at their feet, they did not look at it. The man suspected that he blocked the way, kicked him on the side of the road, and continued to move forward across his body.

Liu Zeyi was desperate and mourned. He shrank in the dirty street and shouted at the white bones of Bai Sensen. Beside him, a black hole in his eyes watched him silently.

The cry of Liu Zetong was very loud in this quiet town. No one cares, no one cares. The gathering place is much worse than him.

Liu Zetong, who was crying, saw that no one looked at him more, knew that crying was useless, and wiped away the tears and looked at the players and militia.

Suddenly, he saw that not everyone had a gun. The official team members wore military uniforms and carried rifles. The militia wore various clothes, holding knives and shields.

"Wall·······················································

Huang Quan, who just got on the bus, heard the weird shouting, and looked at Lu Xiaobu with doubts. Lu Xiaobu didn’t know. He looked out the window and buckled his nostrils. He said with confusion:

"What wall?"

"It’s in this place, where is the Arms Department’s weapons storage. I am the doorman. When I was a child, I went in. I saw a lot of wooden boxes across the iron fence, and there were a lot of cannons wrapped in tarpaulin... ···”

Liu Zetong licked the bruised gangster and carefully pointed his finger at a point on the tourist map.

Looking at that point, Huang Quan’s brows were crumpled, and the point was not far from here, that is, a journey of several tens 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 bird's nest of the big bird, if they passed through the nest of the mutated big bird, they just passed by the road in front of the arsenal of the armed forces.

At noon today, although they scared off the big blackbird, they did not cause any substantial damage to it. The elevation angle of the 30mm cannon on the combat vehicle was too small, and the launch speed was not fast. The **** bird had been shot and it was not necessary to make him so guilty.

"Lv, what do you think?"

Huang Quan had some ideas, first ask Lu Xiaobu's views.

"Opportunity, the opportunity given to us by heaven, we have a small number of guns. These people can barely equip them. The militia who stay in the camps will not be able to equip them. Don't worry about this. Let's go and see."

Lu Xiaobu, who has always belonged to the opportunist, is a big bird that is not afraid. In his eyes, he is not afraid of risks, and he is afraid that the interests cannot exceed the risks.

"I think, our task today is to collect building materials. It should be based on tasks. Besides, today we can only transport half of the building materials and all the food. The rest of the construction equipment is incapable of being transported. If you don't have a chance, let's tell my brother first, let him make a decision~lightnovelpub.net~ Huang Quan is cautious. For the military born, he dislikes all the unplanned uncertain factors. For him, only the task is the most important. Second, it is the food problem related to life and death on the camp.

"Oh, brother, you don't look at it anymore. We are not very open when we gather together. I am careful, I am afraid that the more than 100,000 survivors will rebel together. It is the last word to have a gun. Everything else. It’s nonsense. Besides, you don’t even know what the place is. Report it to your brother? What report do you have?”

Huang Quan was silent and indulged for a long time. He looked up at Lu Xiaobu and insisted on:

"We are looking for building materials today, building materials have been found, camps are waiting for food, and we can't make extra-budgets. I don't agree to take risks."

When I heard Huang Quan say this, Lu Xiaobu was also anxious.

"What are we relying on to develop to the present? Is it a brother, a rush in our hands, and now has the opportunity to get a large number of guns and arms, you are still hesitant, you have to seize the opportunity, I believe My brother knows that it will do the same."

Lv Xiaobu said so much, his eyes stared at Huang Quan, but Huang Quan did not let go, a public service, Lu Xiaobu got on fire, his urgency to the arsenal was not imagined by Huang Quan, he was Following the old man of Zhang Xiaoqiang, in order to compete for the arms of the prison, the base threw nine people into it, all of which he knew.

For him, Zhang Xiaoqiang is his day. Without Zhang Xiaoqiang, he is still fighting with zombies in hunger. He is still waiting for a small cup of spring water in the small gathering place. How can he have a good day?

Lu Xiaobu waited for a long time, Huang Quan did not answer, just looked out the window. A fire broke into the mind of Lu Xiaobu. He pushed the door down to the car and shouted:

"Search Team Collection!!!"