"Then let the white soldiers drive to pull people, you and Zhuangzi drive to transport goods, and if you don't have enough fuel, you will pump them from these cars on the street."

Looking at the cart full of wooden boxes, Yu Hu patted his head, and then said to Han Xiao.

“OK。”

"Bai Bing, are you better?"

Then, Han Xiao and the others began to refuel the commercial car, while Yu Bao went to Bai Bing's side and said that he was concerned.

"It's fine."

At this moment, Bai Bing's face was still pale and weak, but fortunately, his eyes had recovered and were no longer so empty.

"That's good."

Looking at Chen Mo again, while solving the zombies on the road, he opened his mouth to ask Yu Leopard.

"Now that the planks are there, what do you need to repair the bridge next?"

"You need a drill, uh, forget it, there are hammers and wrenches in the grain and oil store, and you need screws, nails..."

"You can find all these XCs in town."

"Yes."

After a while, Han Xiao drove the business car to the front of a few people, then got out of the car and patted Bai Bing on the shoulder, and walked towards the bird of prey.

The streets were already full of corpses, and some zombies were still wandering, screaming once or twice from time to time, but many more zombies were crushed to the ground.

Smelling the pungent smell of blood and rancid stench on the street, Yu Hu glanced back at the gun shop, and then spoke to Chen Mo.

"Brother Chen, let's not take the bazooka away, it's a pity."

"No one will use it if you take it away, so let's go."

As he spoke, everyone was already in place, and looking at the tires of the pickup truck and the Raptor truck, they were also a little flattened at the moment.

'Buzz~'

Zhuangzi and Han Xiao each started to march with a full car of things, and Bai Bing also adjusted his state, and followed behind the butt of the pickup truck with a full car.

"Eh, Brother Chen, that pistol is my palm, don't hide it..."

Inside a commercial vehicle.

The essence of Yu Hu's words was revealed again, but this time Chen Mo did not ignore it, but handed the Beretta M9 in his hand to Yu Hu.

"OC, this TM is a real gun, whoa, this guy..."

Seeing Yu Hu excitedly fiddling with the gun in his hand, Yu Bao also put the two guns he had looted on his lap and looked at them.

"Brother Chen, this gun..."

"I've got you."

"Gah?"

Yu Hu was just about to speak to Chen Mo, but he knew that Chen Mo interrupted Yu Hu's words by speaking first, and as Chen Mo's words fell, Yu Hu's face was already full of excitement.

Looking at Chen Mo again, he then took out an M9 from his backpack again and threw it to Yan Hua, who was looking at him aside, and said.

"Yours."

"Hehe, I know that Brother Chen Mo will not forget me."

Seeing the gun handed over by Chen Mo, Yan Hua, who was full of red light, hurriedly reached out and took it, and also played with the M9 in his hand like Yu Hu.

And the white soldiers who were crowded in the middle looked at their brother and Yan Hua like fools.

At this moment, Chen Mo has already begun to think about what will happen after leaving XC Town, the city, he must go, whether it is any shelter or not.

Chen Mo has to go, but there is still a long, long way to go from XC Town to the city, and XC Town goes out for a long distance and then X is left

The urban area is densely populated, and the people in the city center have a better chance of surviving the last days than the towns.

The number of zombies in the city must be much more than that in the town, which is one of the reasons why Chen Mo gave a few people guns.

You know, people who are not trained simply have no way to shoot effectively, and being able to shoot and being able to shoot are completely two different concepts.

As long as it is a person, it will shoot, but it is almost impossible to improve the accuracy of shooting without systematic training, and it is good not to misfire.

With the bumps along the way, bypassing the road, everyone finally arrived at the door of the grain and oil store when the sun was about to set.

Subsequently, at Chen Mo's suggestion, the things on the Raptor and the pickup truck were temporarily untouched, and they were directly moved to the broken bridge.

The tired people also returned to the grain and oil store one after another, and in the noise, the night also fell quietly.

The Beretta M9 in Chen Mo's hands was also distributed, and they were given to Bai Bing, Yan Hua, Yu Hu brothers, as well as Zhuangzi and Han Xiao.

During the free time when he returned to the store, Chen Mo also demonstrated to everyone the correct posture of holding a gun and how to aim, as well as what aspects of firearms need to be paid attention to.

Under Chen Mo's teaching, everyone has gradually mastered the most basic things, but in actual combat, they still need to feed them one by one.

Looking at the white soldiers at this time, under the comfort of Leopard and Han Xiao, the white soldiers gradually came out of the shadows, and at the same time, everyone also sighed through the things that the three of them experienced at the end of the year.

In the last days, people's hearts are terrifying, and the collapse of order has directly led to the distortion of some human nature, which is a good example.

As soon as the time turned, the sun had already set, and everyone simply ate two bites of something in the evening and returned to their own rooms

After eating, Chen Mo saw that Zhuangzi was still staying at the table, and he did not leave until Yu Bao returned to the room with a gun, and Zhuangzi spoke a little lowly.

"Brother Chen..."

"How is Erzhuang's leg recovering?"

Without waiting for Zhuangzi to speak, Chen Mo took the lead in asking Zhuangzi.

"The recovery is very slow, Dr. Tian and I, we won't get better in three months."

"Three months."

Hearing Zhuangzi's answer, Chen Mo narrowed his eyes, and then spoke again.

"I won't leave you and Erzhuang behind, if you don't leave me by the broken bridge, I won't leave you and Erzhuang."

Although from an objective point of view, it would be very troublesome to run to the city with a sick number, Chen Mo still spoke at this time.

Hearing Chen Mo's resolute tone, Zhuangzi was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and then shook his head without knowing whether he was happy or sad.

"Rest early, when Ming moves away, Erzhuang will also go with him, and it will take more than a month to repair the bridge, and this time is enough for Erzhuang to recuperate."

Seeing Zhuangzi who didn't speak, Chen Mo immediately spoke again, and then walked straight back to his room without looking at Zhuangzi's reaction.

As soon as the door was closed, Chen Mo walked to the side of the bed and sat on the bed, and then looked at the moon hanging on it with a melancholy face.

I have changed, and rationally, it is impossible for me to carry a sick number that may hold back.

'Squeak~'

With the sound of the door opening, Chen Mo slowly turned his head to look at the door.

"Well, there's something to eat, my dad and I are getting hungry."

It was Tian Fang, and in the dim environment, Chen Mo could only see that Tian Fang, who was lowering his head and voice a little aggrieved at this time, kept rubbing his palms and looked a little nervous.

"The food is all in front of the counter downstairs, go down and get it yourself."

"I don't dare..."