It was a sunny morning, and Zhao Qiang finally met Peng Sha, whom he hadn't seen for many days. She is still so beautiful and moving, and the charming sun shines on that petite and lovely body, which looks so charming and moving. Looking at that lovely man, Zhao Qiang threw away the gun in his hand and ran towards his wife, he wanted to hug his wife who had been absent for a long time.

I don't know why, his wife is obviously in front of him, but no matter how Zhao Qiang runs, he can't reach his wife, he keeps running, but his wife is getting farther and farther away in front of him. Zhao Qiang was anxious, he couldn't wait to return to his wife's side, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hold his wife.

He shouted his wife's name, his face was extremely anxious, and the lovely man just smiled like that, staying in that unreachable place. Seeing that Zhao Qiang was about to run to his wife's side, he suddenly came out of nowhere with a few disgusting zombies, and staggered from behind his wife and threw himself towards his wife.

Zhao Qiang was in a hurry, he ran desperately, shouting desperately, hoping that his wife would find out the danger behind him. But Peng Sha was still standing in the sun and smiling, waving her arms lightly at Zhao Qiang, not realizing the danger of approaching behind her in the slightest.

Seeing that the claws of the group of zombies were about to touch his wife's weak body, Zhao Qiang suddenly remembered the gun he had just thrown on the ground. As soon as he lowered his head, Zhao Qiang found that the gun was at his feet, and the muzzle of the gun was still flashing with a faint black light. Without hesitation, Zhao Qiang picked up the gun, hoping to deal with those threats before the zombies touched his wife. But Zhao Qiang was horrified to find that his hands had become powerless, and he couldn't raise the weapon in his hand.

"Ahh After a desperate scream, Zhao Qiang sat up from the bed violently, and his back was already wet with cold sweat. It turned out to be just a dream, and Zhao Qiang shook his head vigorously, trying to shake the nightmare out of his groggy head. He wanted to raise his hand to wipe the beads of sweat that slowly slipped from his forehead, only to find that his hands had become extremely sore from yesterday's battle, and even a simple action as raising his hand to wipe sweat could hardly be completed.

Looking around, the others are long gone to sleep at night. Last night, Wei Tao arranged the old man and the soldiers in two adjacent rooms, while he himself chose the work of keeping vigil. Zhao Qiang was placed in the same room as those fighters, and now there is no one around. If it weren't for the soreness in his arms and this strange barracks, Zhao Qiang really doubted whether everything that happened yesterday was true.

Leaving the room, Zhao Qiang found that everyone had already gotten up, and the soldiers who had taken a shower and changed into new clothes looked much more relaxed, and their faces began to regain their confidence. Everyone looked at Zhao Qiang with a smile, and greeted the man who had fought side by side with them.

Li Hao walked over, he was the oldest among these soldiers, and at the same time the longest in the military, after losing the commander, Li Hao faintly became the head of these people. He patted Zhao Qiang on the shoulder and said, "Young man, it's good." You did really well yesterday. Have you ever been a soldier before? ”

Zhao Qiang shook his head and smiled bitterly, the strength of the soldier's hand and the soreness on his body almost killed him, but he couldn't refuse the kindness expressed by a person who saved his life: "Except for the 3 bullets in military training in college, I haven't touched a gun." "It's a fact, men have an inexplicable love for guns, but apart from joining the army or being a police officer, Chinese men have almost never had access to real guns in their entire lives.

Li Hao grinned, slapped a fist at Zhao Qiang's chest and said, "I really can't see that you are a rookie who has never touched a gun, and your performance yesterday was almost a battle-hardened veteran." Aim, shoot, it's not like a veteran wouldn't be as calm as you are. He seemed to be very satisfied with Zhao Qiang's performance, and his eyes were like looking at his proud apprentice.

In addition to a wry smile, Zhao Qiang could only smile bitterly. The pain caused by that punch made Zhao Qiang gasp, and the grinning expression made everyone's face begin to be rich. Zhao Qiang himself knew in his heart what the situation was like yesterday: 95 When he handed it to Zhao Qiang, the gear of the gun was adjusted to a single-shot state, and the bloody scene completely shocked this nerves who had only seen similar scenes in the movie and thought that they had long been numb, and when he reacted to shoot, the first bullet did not know where it was fired, and Zhao Qiang, who was frightened and stiffened, did not release his fingers on the trigger. After waiting for a few seconds, Zhao Qiang realized that he could only fire one bullet at a time, and the situation no longer allowed him to look for a gear change device on the gun. If this were not the case, Zhao Qiang firmly believed that he would run out of bullets in less than 1 minute, and then he would not have the outstanding performance of aiming one by one, pulling the trigger, and then headshot. And the next battle doesn't need Zhao Qiang to behave, he only needs to mechanically send the bayonet into the zombie's head, stir it vigorously and pull it out, although the scene has become more bloody, but in the case of no way out, Zhao Qiang can only choose to turn himself into a cold-blooded butcher.

After finishing breakfast, Wei Tao took Zhao Qiang to the bathroom, found a change of clothes in the warehouse and handed it to Zhao Qiang, and turned around and left after explaining a few words.

It took a lot of effort for Zhao Qiang to feel that he had been cleaned, and the blood stains left on his body after the battle made Zhao Qiang feel extremely uncomfortable. It wasn't until every inch of skin on his body was rubbed red that Zhao Qiang felt a trace of relaxation, and the sore muscles of his upper limbs began to ease and relax under the washing of hot water.

Putting on the latest digital camouflage uniform in the army and stepping on combat boots, Zhao Qiang suddenly felt like a soldier. Leaving the bathroom, Li Dalong, who had been waiting there for a long time, the little soldier who taught Zhao Qiang how to use 95 yesterday walked over quickly, with a trace of sadness on his childish face.

"Brother Zhao, Lao Li asked you to go to the warehouse." Li Dalong carried out his orders, "If you don't know the way, I can show you the way." ”

"Oh, thank you then. Please show me the way, I really don't know where your treasury is. Zhao Qiang looked at this young little warrior, if it wasn't for his help yesterday, Zhao Qiang would not have survived to this time.

When he came to the warehouse, Zhao Qiang found that the rest of the soldiers were concentrated here, but he looked around but found no trace of Wei Tao. Before Zhao Qiang could ask, Li Hao saw Zhao Qiang's doubts, waved his hand at Zhao Qiang and said, "Don't look for it, Wei Tao's kid went to sleep, he guarded for us all night last night." Zhao Qiang followed Li Hao's gesture and walked to Li Hao's side, and a few old-fashioned 81 rifles and a bunch of parts belonging to Type 81 were placed on an operating table beside him.

"Look at these things." Li Hao didn't talk any more nonsense, seeing Zhao Qiang coming to his side, Li Hao lowered his head again and began to sort out the parts that looked a little messy, and his mouth still didn't stop: "These are the most commonly used Type 81 rifles in our army, I will tell you the use and maintenance of this gun in the next two days, you and Wei Tao will leave in the future, and you must master these life-saving means in the shortest possible time." Before he finished speaking, a complete Type 81 rifle was assembled in Li Hao's hands.

Zhao Qiang never thought that he would learn how to use a gun in such a situation, and the dazzling movements of Li Hao when assembling the gun made Zhao Qiang not have time to digest it. The Type 81 rifle has always been the standard equipment of our troops, and the Type 95 gun has still not been fully installed in the third line of a third-tier city like Yueyang. However, relatively speaking, the mature design and simple structure of the Type 81 rifle are, to some extent, more stable than the Type 95.

It took a whole day for Zhao Qiang to truly master the 81-style disassembly and maintenance methods. As an instructor, Li Hao's performance is even better. He didn't mechanically tell Zhao Qiang the role of each part, only pointed out to Zhao Qiang where those parts should be assembled, did not tell Zhao Qiang how to repair each part if there was a problem, and only told Zhao Qiang how to deal with it quickly when he found that the bullet was jammed. The key parts that need maintenance were also pointed out by Li Hao one by one, and Zhao Qiang was also repeatedly instructed to maintain the barrel and chamber.

Maybe it is because men have a unique talent for firearms, Zhao Qiang only spent two hours to almost thoroughly understand the standard equipment of the People's Liberation Army, and the rest of the time is to disassemble the guns repeatedly under the guidance of Li Hao, and any little flaw in the action will attract Li Hao's stormy scolding. Throughout the afternoon, Zhao Qiang could remember Li Hao's teachings: "Remember, the gun is your life." You have to love your guns as much as you love your wife. ”

Zhao Qiang has not forgotten the scene he dreamed of last night, if everything is true, Zhao Qiang does not want to and dare not imagine what kind of scene it will be when the only weapon that can save his wife at the critical moment goes wrong. Therefore, after Zhao Qiang became familiar with the assembly of firearms, he focused his training on changing magazines.

Yesterday's battle is vivid, many soldiers were attacked by zombies when they changed magazines, holding magazines that had not yet had time to be installed on the guns, and their throats were torn by the sharp teeth of zombies with an unwilling face, and in the blood flying, they chose to use up the last of their remaining magazines to throw their teammates who were still fighting, and then watched countless zombies swallow themselves up, or pull the last glorious bullet. Several fighters still regret why they didn't put on the new tactical mounts that were issued a few days earlier, so that they could carry as much ammunition as possible, change magazines as quickly as possible, and cover their comrades as much as possible, so that they would not lose their lives so easily.

Knowing that Zhao Qiang and Wei Tao were about to leave, the soldiers found the best equipment in this armed police force in the warehouse, Kevlar helmets, cut-resistant gloves, new combat uniforms, combat boots, tactical vests, and all the best equipment that could be found in this unit was found by the soldiers, almost arming Zhao Qiang to the teeth.

Zhao Qiang looked at these busy little soldiers, his simple face was full of sincerity, although he didn't understand the value of these equipment, but he could see from the face of Li Dalong, who wore a tactical vest for him and explained in detail the use of each pocket, that these soldiers did not want to be hurt by zombies in future battles. Considering that it would affect the speed of action, Zhao Qiang politely refused the riot shield sent by a little soldier, the little soldier shook his head stupidly, he also understood that in the case of being besieged by zombies, a small shield really had no effect, but he then added an infrared sight to Zhao Qiang's Type 81.

Thank God. Zhao Qiang sighed, the feelings expressed by these busy soldiers in front of him made Zhao Qiang unable to find any words to praise them, the existence of the infrared sight largely omitted the time required to aim at the target, and the low-light night vision device gave Zhao Qiang more protection for night fighting.

Three days passed quickly, during which only a few short battles took place. The location of the armed police detachment is relatively remote, so there are not many zombies nearby, and a few zombies wandering around the neighborhood were quickly solved by soldiers with good marksmanship with sniper rifles, and the zombies who heard the gunshots came one after another due to the small number, and the soldiers also easily solved these threats.

Zhao Qiang's body also recovered to its best condition with the help of the experienced Li Hao and countless Yunnan Baiyao. Although Li Hao and the soldiers were also extremely concerned about their families, the nature of the soldiers made it impossible for them to abandon the old people in the camp and the few nearby villagers who survived and ran to the barracks alive.

The three-day rest made Zhao Qiang and Wei Tao feel a little like arrows, and Zhao Qiang also understood that it was his body that dragged down Wei Tao's trip, after all, among so many people, only Zhao Qiang's body was the most affected in that battle. The carriage of the cash transport car has been filled with all kinds of supplies, guns and ammunition, drinking water, and field dry food, but even so, everyone is constantly busy, adding items that should be used to the empty seats in the carriage from time to time. Many soldiers hurriedly walked past Zhao Qiang and Wei Tao with their heads bowed, occasionally raising their heads and stopping to speak, and their red eyes showed deep reluctance.

I can't bear you! Brothers who live and die together! Zhao Qiang turned his head away, not wanting everyone to see his tears, but the one in the distance made Zhao Qiang even more inseparable, and the interruption of communication made Zhao Qiang unable to get any news from his wife Peng Sha since yesterday, and waking up in a nightmare every day was even more tormenting.

Wei Tao didn't last long in this situation, he took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on, and quickly got into the cab of the cash truck. Those iron-clad men, they don't even have time to remember their dead comrades-in-arms, so they have to face separation from their living comrades-in-arms. Life in the barracks did not teach these men how to love, they could only express their feelings for their comrades in their own way.

At the moment of parting, Li Hao handed Zhao Qiang, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, a pair of military radios and several walkie-talkies, he patted Zhao Qiang on the shoulder and said, "Brother, there is nothing more to give you." I hope these things can help you find your wife, Xiao Wei and you can find their relatives and reunite as a family. Li Hao's voice began to choke, he thought of his old father who was sick in bed and his kind mother, he didn't know if his parents could be as lucky as the old man who was rescued by us, but judging from the situation we were facing, the second elder was likely to be more than lucky.

Zhao Qiang took over the radio with tears, he didn't know how to comfort the resolute man now, he could go to Changsha to find his relatives regardless of it, but these soldiers wearing the national emblem could not abandon the responsibility on their shoulders and return to their parents to fulfill their filial piety in this situation, so they could only stay here to protect those strange old people.

After receiving all the safety gestures from the soldier in charge of standing guard, Wei Tao started the car, and there was no emotional fluctuation on his face hidden behind his sunglasses

"Salute!" Li Hao ordered loudly, and the soldiers stopped what they were doing one after another, and silently saluted a standard military salute to the cash transport cart that slowly drove out. They all understood that after leaving this military camp protected by everyone, the two of them who embarked on the road to find their relatives could only rely on themselves in the future, and the huge zombie army would easily tear these two former comrades-in-arms apart.