"Brother Zhao, those soldiers ran away. ”

On the second floor of the supermarket, in the corner of the curtain, a man withdrew his gaze and spoke to a man on the second floor.

The man named Brother Zhao was in his forties, five big and three thick, and his face still had a fierce light.

He used to kill pigs and sell meat in the supermarket, and when the end of the world broke out, he happened to be in the supermarket, facing zombies, Brother Zhao also showed extraordinary ability, he used a knife to chop ribs, and hacked six or seven zombies to death.

At that time, there were more than 60 people in the supermarket, and there were about 40 mutated people, and then eight or nine people were infected or eaten by zombies.

There were a lot of supplies in the supermarket, enough for them to survive for a while.

At the beginning they were still waiting for rescue, but three days later, the rescue did not appear at all, there was no Internet and television, everywhere was miserable, and the situation was getting worse and worse.

But Brother Zhao wasn't too worried.

Because he was carrying a dog.

This dog is his raising, it is a Tibetan mastiff, usually tethered in the backyard of the supermarket, he has some minced meat, fat, bones or something to feed the dog, come and go, this Tibetan mastiff is fat and strong, and it looks twice as big as the usual dog.

After the end of the world came, he ran up to the second floor in a panic, thinking that the dog would definitely be eaten by zombies.

But he didn't expect the dog to break free from the rope and run after him.

The first night I was worried and scared, so I didn't pay attention to the dog that stayed in the corner, and when I saw it a little calmer the next day, Brother Zhao could hardly recognize the dog he raised.

The black Tibetan mastiff has grown a lot more, and it looks almost like a lioness.

The claws are also large, and the long teeth are showing out of the mouth.

Anyone who saw the dog was scared and didn't dare to move.

This is no longer a normal dog, but a beast.

The dog showed great ability again, and was able to jump from the window on the second floor, biting several zombies below in a row.

The zombies couldn't catch up with the dog, so it bit the zombies to death and ate both of them, and then went back to the second floor through the window with the help of the chest.

At that time, Brother Zhao knew that he was no longer different from others.

He was not a good person in the first place, and he didn't have any property, but at this time, some ambitions that shouldn't have begun to appear gradually.

The supermarket owner wanted to go out to find rescue, but Brother Zhao objected, and the boss taunted him a few words, but he was directly bitten to death by the dog.

Typical human dog posture.

He also had two apprentices who sold meat, and the three of them were the biggest force among the dozen people, and they immediately became leaders.

He has been the king of the place ever since.

Hearing that the little apprentice had reported to him, Brother Zhao looked back at the remaining survivors.

"Did you hear that? A few soldiers have run away, and the rescue you are counting on is gone!"

A little apprentice helped beside him: "Yes, there are only five people who are soldiers, a small officer, and four soldiers, but I have observed, they don't have many bullets, and they finally ran out." ”

Another short and sturdy little apprentice snorted coldly: "The end of the world has come, I've seen all the Resident Evil, now it's it, there is no government and no army, there is nothing now, only by following the strong can you live, you all keep your eyes open, but you have to look at it." ”

When the little apprentice spoke, Brother Zhao was still stroking his Tibetan mastiff's dog hair, looking at these survivors with bad intentions.

The Tibetan mastiff is only docile in front of his master, and when he looks at others, his eyes are fierce, and he may pounce and bite at any time.

After biting the man, the dog also became bloodthirsty.

More than a dozen survivors didn't dare to speak, and one of the men took the initiative to stand up, with a sven look in his eyes, it is estimated that he used to be an office worker.

lit a cigarette for Brother Zhao, and the man showed a flattering smile: "Brother Zhao, I see that you are that powerful person, and I will follow you after Ma Xiang." ”

"Well, go up, little third son, send him a crossbow arrow. ”

On the second floor of the supermarket, there are some former crossbow arrows, which were originally intended to be sold, but they were checked and said that they were not allowed to sell lethal weapons, and a batch was confiscated.

Fortunately, the boss left a batch and pressed the bottom of the box here, and it turned out to be Brother Zhao's personal belongings.

The third son handed over the crossbow arrow to Ma Xiang, and Brother Zhao said: "Whether it is a person or a zombie, if someone comes to this second floor, they will listen to my order, I will let you shoot an arrow, and you will shoot it for me!"

"And what if those soldiers come again?" Ma Xiang asked.

"Then you must also obey my orders, otherwise, you will either become the dung of zombies!" or the dung of black wolves."

The name of the Tibetan mastiff is called the black wolf, and it does have some wolf nature.

Several people around heard a burst of chills, could it be that Brother Zhao still dared to go against the soldiers?

How dare he.

Brother Zhao used to belong to the bottom of society, a butcher who killed pigs, and no one took him seriously, but now that the end of the world has broken out, he has a feeling of joy.

Let's just say that among these survivors, there are two relatively wealthy ones, a man and a woman, and the man's big gold chain is as thick as a dog chain, so it is appropriate to bring it yourself.

That woman is in her early twenties, beautiful and beautiful, is it better to be with herself?

It's just that these survivors are still thinking about the rescue and restoring the previous order, and they don't look at what time it is.

Although those soldiers have guns in their hands, but the number is too small, even if they come to the supermarket, if they have no intention, with their own swords, crossbows and arrows plus this dog, he has a great chance to kill the soldiers.

In this world, when people die, they die, and there can be no sequelae.

As long as they get those guns, even if the number of bullets is smaller, these survivors will recognize the situation.

He even looked out the window expectantly, thinking to himself why those soldiers hadn't come yet?

After eating, the time came to twelve o'clock.

Including Ye Fan, everyone's equipment has been refreshed.

Looking at the yellow-orange-orange six bullets in the revolver, Ye Fan was very satisfied.

Although it can't compare with the equipment of the soldiers, which commander do you see also fighting with submachine guns?

The commander is king, and he likes it.

"Ready to go, go to the supermarket again, there are not many zombies there, and you should be able to clean it up again. ”

The four soldiers stood and prepared to go out.

When they ran back, they ran all the way and pulled the zombies into a line, and now there are also in the corridor and in the yard.

Ye Fan gave an order to let the other two mobilized soldiers kill first, they had already killed more than a dozen zombies before, and let the two of them also be upgraded to high-class soldiers.

Four privates had 360 rounds of firepower, and at that time they had peace of mind.

Receiving an order, several soldiers went out.

The zombies in the corridor are very easy to clean up, and they don't need to shoot, and the bayonets keep stabbing and killing, and the zombies fall one by one.

cleaned up the zombies in the corridor, and Ye Fan only got hardware.

Continue into the courtyard, there are about twenty or so zombies here.

With the cooperation of four soldiers, twenty ordinary zombies are really not too difficult, they use the cover of that motorcycle to go around in circles, and with the cooperation of Wang Hu and Li Biao, after cleaning up the zombies in the yard, they were finally upgraded to first-class soldiers.

Seeing that all the soldiers had become high-class soldiers, Ye Fan was full of confidence in his heart.

"Wang Hu, how many stars are you missing?"

"Sir, I'm still short of forty-six zombies to be able to ascend to the stars. ”

"Okay, next zombies, you kill first. ”

First, let a few soldiers collect gold and silver, and after collecting these more than 20 zombies, Ye Fan's amount of money reached 136, which was enough to produce a mobilized soldier.

However, he didn't produce it immediately, there were still a lot of zombies and zombie corpses outside, and he would make them together when they were all collected.

With four senior soldiers, Ye Fan walked out of the courtyard.

It looked like there were still seventy or eighty zombies in front of the supermarket, but Ye Fan knew that the zombies had lost their combat potential.

The zombies in the surrounding shops are basically attracted out, and after killing these, there are few roads in this section of the street.

"Forward, Wang Hu mainly kills, and the others cover. ”

Wang Hu began to shoot according to his words, and 56 Chong exerted his power at this time.

The tongues of fire that continue to spew will kill the zombies that rush one after another.

Occasionally, zombies are attracted by the sound of gunfire, but the number is getting smaller and smaller.

More than half of the zombies fell under Wang Hu's gun.

When there were seven or eight zombies left, several people stopped shooting and began to solve them with bayonets.

By the time he arrived in front of the supermarket, there was no longer a single zombie standing around.

Wang Hu happily ran to Ye Fan again: "Report to the chief, senior soldier Wang Hu has been promoted to corporal." ”

Ye Fan glanced at Wang Hu and found that the magazines on his body had changed from two to four.

With four magazines and the bullets in the original gun, Wang Hu's disposable bullets have reached 150 rounds per day!

There was also a change in the epaulettes, from two bars to two crossed rifles plus a bar.

With a tall posture and bulging muscles, a young man of more than one meter and eight meters stood there, and there was a fierce aura coming to his face.