Volume 1, Desperate Land 075, What Will She Put Under Her Pillow?

The atmosphere became a little stiff because of Sang Quinoa's stubbornness and the Lieutenant Colonel's resoluteness, and Gao Yang, who was standing on the side, also felt a little embarrassed, in fact, he had experienced this kind of thing himself, and it could be said that it was also very common before the performance, but he didn't know how to persuade Sang Quinoa, at least at this time, he felt that Sang Quinoa was a little unreasonable, but the lieutenant colonel's indifferent attitude made him unable to stand on the side of the lieutenant colonel.

"Okay." After a minute of silence, Sang Quinoa said, "My immediate commander is Captain Hailinga of the Teaching Team, please answer her phone for me." ”

The lieutenant colonel glanced at her and motioned for his entourage to use the walkie-talkie to contact the teaching team, and soon, his entourage came to Mulberry with the walkie-talkie.

What came from the walkie-talkie was indeed Hailinga's voice.

"Sir," said Mulberry, "if this is an order and I carry it out, I have only one request, that I may be able to sleep, please send someone to bring me my pillow, not my own, I will not be able to sleep." ”

Hailinga agreed, and Sang Quinoa looked at the lieutenant colonel, looking at the lieutenant colonel with a little girl's angry look and asked, "This is always okay, right?" ”

The lieutenant colonel nodded Mu Ran, a turmoil, even if it was so much.

Mulberry stomped his feet and turned around, saying, "I'll go back and practice my dance, and I'll go to rest when the pillow arrives!" You'd better hope that I don't get hurt from overexhaustion! After saying that, he walked back to the venue in a rage.

On the other side, after Hai Lingjia ended the call, he thought in his dormitory for a few minutes, then changed his clothes and walked to Li Liancheng's door, knocked on the door, and it was Li Liancheng's newly arrived adjutant Zhao Rui who opened the door.

"Sir!" Hai Lingjia is the deputy commander of the teaching team, Zhao Rui saw her, and immediately saluted her, but he spoke in a soft voice and said, "Is there something wrong?" Chief Lee had just fallen asleep about 10 minutes ago. "The teaching team has just been established, as the commander Li Xiaocheng is also a little busy, and he has very little sleep time every day, as an adjutant, Zhao Rui hopes that his commander can get a complete sleep, even if two or three hours later, his commander will start work again.

Hailinga shook his head helplessly and said, "I can't be sure of my judgment, but Teacher Li should know his students well. ”

Soon, without waiting for Zhao Rui to report, Li Liancheng had already gone out, judging from his neat dress, Hai Lingjia knew that Li Liancheng didn't even bother to change his clothes before going to bed.

"I'm sorry Commander." Hai Lingjia didn't have any resistance to the fact that Li Liancheng, who was also his subordinate officer before, had now become his top boss, if it weren't for Warrant Officer Zhao Rui standing next to her, she wouldn't have spoken so officially, "I thought about it, I still have to communicate with you." ”

Li Xiaocheng nodded, he didn't talk much, at this time, he just listened first.

Hai Lingjia told Li Xiaocheng about Sang Quino's late night call to ask her to send a pillow, Sang Quinoa is now a grassroots non-commissioned officer of the teaching team, Hai Lingjia is the deputy commander of the teaching team, and all the female soldiers and female officers are under her control, so Sang Quinoa called her head This she thinks is no problem.

However, with the request to send a pillow, Hailinga asked herself that the relationship between her and Mulberry was not close to this point, and usually these little female soldiers and girls were afraid of her, and no one had ever made such a personal request to her.

Li Xiaocheng nodded and said, "Let's go to her dormitory." This seemingly simple request revealed a very unusual taste, Hai Lingjia keenly noticed this unusualness, and Li Liancheng did not have the slightest slack. He knew his students better than Hailingalai, and although Mulberry was a girl with an extreme appearance, she had never been a squeamish student at school even before the disaster broke out. Now that she is a pre-sniper, there is no such thing as a pillow that she can't sleep, and she can't understand it absolutely.

Soon, they came to Mulberry's dormitory, and found that Mulberry's pillow was a very ordinary military item, except for being clean and tidy, it didn't seem to have any special significance.

Li asked Mulberry's roommate, "What does she usually put under her pillow?" ”

"One pistol, two magazines."

Li Shancheng picked up the pillow, and sure enough, the Groko 17 pistol that Sang Quinoa was carrying was placed under the pillow, and there were two magazines full of bullets next to it. Sang Quinoa usually brings a gun with him, even when he went out on a date with Li He a few days ago, he didn't forget to bring a gun, but this time he left the pistol in the dormitory because he had to go to rehearsals and wear a performance costume.

At this moment, a thunderclap sounded in the sky, and the rain outside was heavier.

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"What about people?"

After a while, the two soldiers chased the female zombie in red for a long time, and at first they heard the sound of them running, then two more gunshots, and after that, there was no sound.

Zhuo Kairen kind of wants to go back to the car, at this time he has a feeling that the vest is hairy, this is bitten, at least there must be some sound, right?

However, although Zhuo Kairen wanted to go back to the car, he also knew clearly that this was the end of the world, and he was able to occupy the position of the third person in Long Zaiyun's team, not by his mouth that he could speak freely during the live broadcast, but by the actual performance of sacrificing his life to lure the zombies away.

Therefore, although Zhuo Kairen's heart was very empty at this time, he still waved his hand, made a gesture of outflanking left and right, and walked in the middle of the team with a gun.

The rain was falling, a little heavier than before, and the antique buildings in front of me were in the mist and rain, quiet as a painting.

It's just that the people walking in this painting are not in the mood to appreciate it, they maintain a formation that can echo each other, holding guns, pricking up their ears, tense their nerves, for fear of suddenly making any abnormal noise, but there is no sound, but it makes them feel extremely anxious.

"it!"

When the two teams gathered left and right, turned a few corners along the alley where the female zombie in red disappeared, and came to a dead end, someone couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

They saw the two companions who had come before, and they were certain that they were dead. In this apocalyptic world, it is not strange that two people died, but their two companions were not bitten to death by zombies.

Two people, one lying on the ground and the other still standing, were separated by a distance of about 5 meters. The one who fell to the ground had his head cut off, and the blood spurting out of his neck was spilled on the ground, and the head was far away from the body, and it could be seen from the blood on the ground that the body had been dragged for a long time. The one standing, with several ancient spears stuck in his body, pierced his body with spears in front and back, and the barrels of the spears supported him on the ground, causing him to stand in a strange posture. His gun was still in his hand, and the two gunshots just now should have been fired by him.

But what exactly is this Nima?

The answer was soon revealed, and in a world that was so quiet that you could clearly hear the sound of rain, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps, and footsteps came from all sides of the alley, including from the houses with closed doors and windows, and what was even more alarming was that they were so quiet before that these footsteps seemed to suddenly come out of the ground.

"Retreat!" Zhuo Kairen's first reaction was not to be curious to explore how these footsteps appeared suddenly, but to withdraw immediately, although he used to do live broadcasts with a strong curiosity, for fear that he would not find anything unusual and unusual, for his live broadcast, he is usually a mortal enemy, but now it is the opposite.

The people of Zhuokai were right, if they hesitated a little longer, they would be stuck in the alley.

Many zombies suddenly poured out, and they had apparently been hiding in the houses in these alleys before, and this hiding was definitely a conscious act. And the zombies they encountered before would only blindly chase the surviving humans. Of course, the Zhuo Kai people don't bother to analyze how these zombies in front of them can be consciously hidden, because they see something even more terrifying......

That is, most of these zombies pouring out of the alley from all directions have weapons in their hands. Judging from the costumes of different periods they are wearing, they are probably actors who were filming in this area before, their costumes include those of the Tang and Song dynasties, and some of them drag braids, some of them seem to have spent a lot of money on the crew, and some are obviously very cheap. But these are not important, what matters is that they have weapons in their hands...... It should be the props on the set, including ancient spears, broadswords, and a particularly prominent, more than two-meter-tall zombie wearing thick armor and holding a huge mountain axe in his hand.

It should be said that since the outbreak of the disaster, they have been used to seeing zombies, and they are also used to all kinds of bloody scenes, but this group of zombies has made their hairs stand up.

They can't even be sure that these are really zombies, only when the other party gets closer, can they see that their skin is different from normal people, whether it is on the face, or on the exposed skin, it is covered with gray-green patches, close, and there is a smell of rotten flesh, if it is not for these characteristics, from the perspective of action behavior, they are simply not much different from normal people.

Zhuo Kairen couldn't bother to observe, he ran in the middle of the crowd, neither rushing to the front nor falling last, but there was a wall in front of them, there was no way out, and there were zombies pouring in to the left, right and behind.

"Blow the wall open!" Zhuo Kairen still kept calm, this is the set, there is an empty open space outside the alley, and the walls built for filming will not be very thick.

Immediately there were two soldiers with explosives on the wall, they were not real soldiers before, but this did not prevent them from having talents in this area. While the two soldiers were loaded with explosives, the rest of the men were scattered on both sides with guns and began to shoot, forming a semicircular defensive circle.

No matter how many things they can't figure out, they are the selected elites after all, and they know that the only thing that can save them at this time is the guns in their hands and the calmness in their heads.

"it!" Someone shouted, and after seeing the zombies in front of them fall in a row, many spears suddenly fell in a parabola and were thrown from a distance.