Public opinion and violent organs are the two most powerful weapons of the state, and out of fear of them, people have to pay attention to their words and deeds, suppress their desires, and put on a mask that is no different from the public. I don't know if anyone has ever thought about what would happen to them if one day, when these two things disappeared, and after taking off the mask, what would happen to them?

It didn't take long for the gang to give a brutal answer. They use their practical actions to prove that the so-called respect for the elderly is nothing more than a rootless tree, although the branches are luxuriant, but it can never withstand a little wind and rain. The old man, who had just lost half of his arm, was pushed out, and he would once again act as a "bitter jackal" to lure away the three dozen infected people in front of the supermarket. And this time, it is destined to go and never return.

The order to let him go, not from any one person, nor from any of them, because no one spoke, but everyone gave it together, because no one objected to it, and silence was in agreement. But what was even more terrible was that even the old man, who did not feel that there was anything wrong with this, walked out of the group with his bare hands, and went straight to the street, about forty or fifty meters away from the group, and then shouted loudly, and then raised his legs and ran along the road in the opposite direction of the group, and sang loudly as he ran.

The three or so infected people moved when they heard the sound, "roaring", "roaring", "roaring", chasing in the direction of the old man's escape like a tide. Looking at the speed of the two, it is only a matter of time before the old man is caught up and devoured.

With a slight wave of his hand, the remaining four people of the third battalion consciously walked forward, but compared to the old man just now, their movements were much more cautious, and with every step, they had to stop and watch. Blackface held the hand of the big knife, and kept opening and closing, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

The four people soon touched the door of the supermarket, and one of them stood on tiptoe and looked inside, as if to see if there was anyone in the supermarket, and the others shrank behind several large pillars in front of the supermarket, trying to hide themselves.

"Let's go." The black face said softly, and at the same time stood up with a knife, this time, the formation changed, the three strong men holding the sword and the card, opened the way in front, and the men in the second battalion, holding the short "spear", hunched and following behind. Everyone is not stupid, as soon as they see so many locks on the door of the supermarket, they all realize that there must be someone here, otherwise, which supermarket manager would be bored enough to tie three or four locks and two or three chains on the door? Moreover, these locks and chains are tied from the inside!

After a while, everyone gathered at the door of the supermarket, walked forward with a black face, and observed the situation inside against the glass door, the windows in the supermarket seemed to be far away from this door, so looking inside from here, you could only see a small part of the sunlight, as for the rest, all hidden in the shadow of the shelves and piles of goods, and nothing could be seen.

Blackface looked at the lock and chain on the door again, and he looked very carefully, every part of the "U" lock, every section of the chain, did not fall. He was looking for a possible mechanism - a thin wire with a bell or explosives attached to the lock and the face. It took about two minutes before Blackface shook his head, and found nothing, perhaps, he was too worried.

"Smash!"

Immediately, three men from the No. 2 Battalion rushed forward, turned the short spear in their hand upside down, carried the tip of the spear, and smashed the seemingly fragile glass door with the handle of the spear.

Under the persistent knocking of the three people, the glass door finally cracked, and soon after the crack appeared, it immediately became the size of a spider web with a diameter of thirty centimeters, and after a while, there was a "ping" sound, the "spider web" cracked, and the yin wind in the supermarket surged out, and the wind was mixed with an unpleasant musty smell. The three of them continued to knock for a while, and the glass door finally cracked open a large opening, allowing people to get in.

Seeing this, the three men stepped aside, let go of the big opening, and the black face stepped forward, looked at it for a while, and then waved their hands, and the three strong men stepped forward, took turns to raise their shields, and slammed the already crumbling glass door, and the glass door was completely shattered, and the door of the supermarket, just like that, was open in front of everyone.

Blackface beckoned a slightly younger woman to get her in. Then his left hand took out a few cylindrical objects from his raincoat, and gave one to an old man, and two were handed over to two people similar to the group leader of the second battalion, and the last one was held by him in the palm of his hand. It turns out that these are glowsticks.

Everyone got into the supermarket in turn, and the black face did not leave anyone outside to guard, Bai Yunlian felt strange at first, but after her eyes swept around everyone, she had the answer - everyone has no communication device, in this case, it doesn't matter whether to keep people or not, because even if the enemy situation is discovered, the people below can't notify their companions who are in the depths of the supermarket to retreat in time.

The glow sticks illuminated the space within about one meter of the front, back, left, and right of the line, and although this was a drop in the bucket for a supermarket with an area of more than 1,000 square meters, at least, it was much better than pure darkness. I don't know if it's because the door of the supermarket has been locked, the items in this supermarket are still neatly placed, and there are not many shocking blood marks on the ground.

As soon as they entered the supermarket, except for the old man holding a glow stick, the rest of the third battalion went to push a shopping cart, and then rushed to the front of the team, don't underestimate this shopping cart that is more than a meter long and more than a meter high, its existence is really blocking those infected people who attack from the front, and those people in the third battalion don't have to "face" these hideous infected people anymore.

Blackface thought about it for a while, and seemed to feel that three shopping carts were not enough to contain the supplies they needed, so he called three more people from the No. 2 Battalion to push three more cars, but these three cars were different ways of pushing. They are turned upside down and pulled, and the function is naturally to guard against the infected who are surrounded from behind. At the entrance of the supermarket, there is a clothing area, and these clothes look clean and stacked relatively neatly.

The black face made people pick up a cart of clothes, and then continued to walk inside, after the clothing area, there is the food area, but at this time, everyone found that there was something wrong here, it turned out that all the packaged food on the shelves here was gone! Although it is not new for supermarkets to be ransacked, it is rare to see even a little residue, and more importantly, the shelves here are quite neatly arranged, and there is no such tipping over as is often seen when they are washed. It looks more like someone has been systematically emptied.

The same is true for the rice noodle area on the other side, the bags are gone, and there is only a thin layer left in the big box of bulk rice, and there are still a lot of black rice elephants in the snow-white. The black-faced fist slowly clenched, and nameless anger surged into his heart.

"There must be people in here, and they will all gather what they eat." The voice of the black face was heavy and cold. Hearing this, Bai Yunlian's forehead couldn't help but dot with a few crystal beads of sweat. It seems that the strong and the weak, who had only retreated into the background for a long time, couldn't help but jump to the stage again.

Sure enough, at the end of this floor, everyone found a warehouse, this warehouse is located at the end of the food area, what is in it, it can be imagined, but at the door of this warehouse, there are two fat and strong men, these two people have a black snake tattooed on their thick arms, spitting blood-red letters, and beside them, each leaning on a thick wooden stick, next to the thick wooden stick, there are also a few knives that should have been taken from the supermarket.

"Good." Two cold words, gushing out of the black face's mouth, smeared a layer of frost on the air in the supermarket, the black face knew that killing was inevitable, because the one who could be appointed to guard the granary must be the henchmen and cronies of this group, and this kind of person, even if he was willing to put down his knife and surrender, he would not dare to accept it, why? If someone dares to kill the godfather, he will not hesitate to rush up and slaughter that person with a black face.

Moreover, as the saying goes: there are no two days in the mountains, and there are no two masters in people. Where can there be two leaders in a group? Therefore, the master of this group of people must die, and his henchmen must also die! It can be said that these people in the No. 1 Battalion are beautiful on the surface, but in fact, they are the ones with the smallest way out - the people in the No. 2 and No. 3 Battalions have no chance to change their "godfathers", and they really don't even have the opportunity to be bitter jackals for other godfathers.

Blackface pulled one of the squad leaders of the second battalion, stretched out his hand and pointed behind the group, then nodded his weapon, and the latter nodded, leading the two men to stand behind. The four men of the No. 3 battalion who were pushing carts in front also obediently got out of the way, and they naturally did not have the ability to participate in such a fight.

Blackface twisted his head, held a large knife in his right hand, stood up from behind the shelf, and whistled, because the mouth of the mask only had a very narrow slit, so the sound became particularly sharp after passing through that small slit. The two men who were sitting by the door of the warehouse, drowsy, heard this sound, hurriedly "swished", stood up, picked up a multi-purpose knife in his left hand, and lifted the big stick in his right hand, ready for a fight.

Their posture was enough to scare off many small and weak survivors, but this time, they encountered another group of strongmen armed to the teeth! As soon as the black face said this, the three sword players swarmed up, and behind them, the four or five men of the second battalion also rushed forward with short spears. In terms of momentum, this has already overwhelmed those two strong men!

What happened next was not so much a battle as a one-sided slaughter, and the three knife players of the first battalion effortlessly squeezed the two strong men to the wall with their shields, and surrounded them from the other three sides, so that the two strong men could not even wave the wooden sticks, but they still did not give up, and still desperately stabbed the shields with the multi-use knives in their hands. But this is only a dying struggle.

"Hmm"

"Hmm"

"Hmm"

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