The non-commissioned officer secretly scolded his stomach for not being angry, why did he speak out at this time.

But it can't be helped.

I haven't eaten for two days, and even if they are soldiers, their bodies are not iron-beaten.

Should be hungry or should be hungry.

And it's not just him who is hungry, but the soldiers are hungry too.

That's why they secretly stared at the two loaves of bread and milk and swallowed their saliva.

As for why not get more food...

That's going to have to be done.

Although this is a department store, there are food sellers on the floors below.

But you have to go down to the third floor.

The fourth layer is full of zombies, and there are even some zombies coming from the fourth layer from time to time.

Although these soldiers all had guns, most of the bullets were used up when they went to the school to rescue the old professor.

Now on each of them. There were only one or two magazines left.

It's not enough to fend off the zombies that come up from time to time, let alone break through the fourth layer and run to the third layer.

These two breads and milk were actually not what they rushed downstairs to find, because they had just gone down for less than half a minute before they were frightened by the large number of zombies and ran back.

In fact, they searched the upstairs parking lot to find the food in a car.

They were reluctant to eat it, and they couldn't eat it, so they brought it and planned to give it to the old professor and his daughter, Dr. He.

The old professor was stunned when he heard the sound of the non-commissioned officer's stomach. He waved his hand and said, "We're not hungry, so let's take it and eat it." "

It's not that he's not hungry, it's just that he feels sorry for these young people, so he'd rather starve himself.

And he has a high emotional intelligence, and instead of exposing the lies of the non-commissioned officer on the spot, he saved face for the non-commissioned officer.

This is called being a human being.

The non-commissioned officer's face was anxious: "Old professor." We've already eaten, really, my stomach is called eating too much, a little bit of diarrhea, you don't have to think too much. "

Before coming, the chief gave a death order, even if they were left alone, they would bring the old professor back safely.

Because the old professor is too important to the military

They are researchers who are concerned about the future of the world and the hope of mankind.

So even if they are hungry, they can't starve the old professor.

After all, the old professors are all seventy years old, and they are definitely not as strong as the young people like them.

If they go hungry, they can't afford it.

"I didn't think much of it. The old professor smiled, "Even if you have diarrhea, there is no contradiction with the fact that I am not hungry, you can take the food." "

When there was a famine for quite a few years, he was even more hungry than now, and he carried it hard.

I've only been hungry for two days now, so what's the point?

"You're not hungry, Dr. He should be hungry too, right?" The non-commissioned officer looked at the thirty-year-old woman who was fiddling with the walkie-talkie on the other side, "Dr. He, you can eat." "

Dr. He didn't look back and said, "No, I'm not hungry and I'm not in the mood to eat." "

She had just been rescued from school, and she thought it would be fine, but now she was trapped in this building again, and after experiencing such ups and downs, her heart was simply broken.

So she wasn't in the mood to eat at all.

"How can this work?" the non-commissioned officer looked at the old professor, and his head was too big in anxiety. "If you don't eat, Dr. He doesn't eat either, how can your body stand it?"

"If you can't stand it, you will resist it. The old professor was very open-minded and said with a smile.

The non-commissioned officer continued to hurry: "But you're all this age!

"Don't talk yet. Dr. He suddenly waved his hand to signal him to be quiet, and then his face was a little excited, and he continued to adjust the walkie-talkie.

Rustle~

The intercom made a screeching noise, which gradually became clear as Dr. He moved, and then the voice of the voice came from inside.

"Is anyone there? can you hear me?"

"I can hear you!" Dr. He quickly replied excitedly, expectantly asking, "Who are you?"

Hopefully rescuers!

And not the people who need to be rescued.

The non-commissioned officers and those soldiers were also a little short of breath, nervously waiting for a response from the other side.

"We are self-organized rescuers. Again, it was the same rhetoric, but there was a hint of interest in the voice, "Who are you? Survivors, do you need us to come to the rescue?"

In the office, the bearded man was holding a walkie-talkie, also looking forward to it.

Because he waited so long, he finally met a woman again.

Moreover, this woman's voice is not too old to know in one day, but it is not too small, and it is quite good.

At least, just listening to the sound can arouse his desire.

"Rescuers?" Dr. He was overjoyed when he heard this, "That's great, we need rescue, can you send someone to rescue us?" We're on top of the department store on Changyu Street, and we're stuck here!"

"Don't be in a hurry. The bearded man enjoyed Dr. He's voice very much, and couldn't help but lick his lips, like a hungry wolf, "Speak slowly, you tell me first, there are a few of you, a few men and a few women, so that I can allocate the manpower to save you." "

Let's figure out first, how many women there are!

"There were seven of them. Dr. He hurriedly said, "Of the six men, I am the only one woman." "

A woman?

The bearded man frowned slightly, a little disappointed.

He thought there were a lot of women.

However, there could be one one, and the voice alone was enough for him to send someone to save him.

"And who are you, that is, what did you do before the end of the world?" asked the bearded man again.

He was still cautious.

Because those who can survive have more or less certain abilities and brains.

He is also afraid that if he meets the kind of person who thinks the same as him, he will be hacked and eaten by black when the time comes.

Also, ask about the occupation, in case the other party is a doctor, nurse, or the like, save it. It also helps them.

After all, this kind of talent is the most popular in the last days.

Dr. He was about to answer, but the non-commissioned officer on the side, frowned, walked over and stopped her: "Something is wrong. "

"What's wrong?" Dr. He looked at the non-commissioned officer in confusion.

"If you save people, you save people, why do you ask who we are?" the non-commissioned officer wondered. "Does this have anything to do with saving people?"

In the past, when they participated in earthquake relief, they would save people when they saw them, but they never asked them what their occupation was.

Because danger can happen at any time, they must race against time.

But this person, still slowly, asks this and that.

You ask how many people there are, and it's understandable.

But if you still have to ask these questions, it's a bit strange.