"Darling, let's talk about 'everything.'"

“……”

“……”

“……”

"As an adjutant, I can only give you one hint."

"Say."

"Dog meat."

"Dog meat? What do you mean? ”

Amy stopped talking, and the lieutenant disappeared from the menu bar, followed by a warning from the system.

"Subject V crossed the line and started the offline process of the adjutant module for a period of one month."

"Damn it, what shit." He cursed hatefully, but unfortunately it didn't help the result in the slightest.

According to the voice, Amy won't be online for at least a month.

Fortunately, except for the lieutenant module, the system is running normally, and the item exchange function is still there.

His communication with Amy was complicated, but in fact, it only took two or three minutes before and after the two male members of the vault had already carried back the middle-aged man who had run to the exit of the tunnel.

Just now, the middle-aged man and the living corpse turned their backs to him, and then he found that the man was bitten by the living corpse, the wound was in the carotid artery, and a lot of blood had been lost.

Tang Yan looked at the Ruger gun in his hand, got up from the ground, walked up to the middle-aged man and pulled the trigger on his head.

Boom.

The bullet went into the brain, and the man collapsed, blood splattered on the two male vault members, very vivid.

That was the last bullet of the Ruger gun.

The middle-aged woman next to her froze suddenly, Han Xin shivered when she heard the gunshot, and the strip of cloth that she had ripped off from nowhere fell to the ground, although she knew that it was impossible for the middle-aged man to survive, Tang Yan had a reason to do that, but it was still a little difficult to accept psychologically.

"What did you do?" The middle-aged woman yelled at him, and her eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.

The middle-aged man who died under Tang Yan's gun was her husband, and she certainly had a reason to be angry, and of course she had a reason to hate.

She got up from the ground and threw herself towards Tang Yan, when the male shelter member with a mole in the corner of her eye grabbed her, "Sun Yao, calm down, Zhang Xiangyang was bitten by a living corpse and injured his carotid artery, let's ...... Can't save him. ”

"Fan Yong, you let go of me, let go of me." She struggled in his arms, looking like she had lost her mind.

Tang Yan put away his gun and walked outside.

The secondary purpose of his doing so is to end the suffering of middle-aged men as soon as possible, and the main purpose is those reward values.

Just now, the system collected 8 reward points, which should be from two male members of the shelter, because Han Xin had already feared once, and Sun Yao now hated to kill him to avenge her husband.

He now knows why the reward value of the people around him for his negative emotions is obviously much lower than the reward value for the positive emotions of the people around him.

It's easy to be feared and hated, but it's much harder to earn the gratitude and trust of others.

So when he walks out of this door, he must face a dilemma if he wants to survive, whether to be a good person or a villain.

"You...... You wait. ”

As the sun was about to fall on him, a voice came from behind.

He looked back, and Han Xin caught up from behind with the piece of cloth that was still clean: "You have an injury on the back of your head, let me bandage you." ”

Tang Yan didn't speak, just stood still.

Han Xin tiptoed and wrapped the strip of cloth around his head again and again.

"Alright."

Tang Yan was about to continue walking, but she spoke again: "Wait. ”

Han Xin turned to him from behind, with the blood of a living corpse still remaining on his face, looking a little frightened.

"It's the result of Vault technology, a personal health assistant that helps you understand your physiology and detect radiation levels in your surroundings." As she spoke, she put something similar to a wristband on Tang Yan's arm.

The equipment was a bit dirty, stained with blood, and it was supposed to be a relic taken from a dead man.

He didn't feel any discomfort, glanced at the physiological values displayed on the interface, nodded at Han Xin, and continued to walk outside.

The Ruger pistol in his hand has been swapped out, and the miniature submachine gun has also been redeemed, and it can be taken out from the system space at any time.

Han Xin followed him only three steps away, and Sun Yao, Fan Yong, and a male shelter member named Lang Aiping fell behind him.

He didn't think he was obligated to care if they lived or died, in fact, when the CCTV system in the Overseer's room saw the exit area, the first thing he thought of was to let the five people attract the attention of the living corpses and win the conditions for his safe evacuation.

Of course, it's also a good idea to save someone to get a reward if you can.

If Han Xin hadn't rushed out, he would definitely have made a move later, knowing that the living corpses in the food were easier to deal with.

Dog meat? What exactly does Amy mean by dog meat?

Anyway, the literal meaning is easy to understand, so in any case, you have to find a dog first.

A wind blew from the mouth of the tunnel, raising a layer of sand.

The scene outside is not beautiful at all, it is bleak, it can be said to be bleak.

The sky was not blue, gray, like a layer of gray falling. The trees in the distance are stuck in the crevices of the rocks, and there is not a trace of greenery in sight. The rocks speak of desolation under the erosion of the wind, and at the end of the line of sight is a crumbling building, with a faded poster on the façade, and the bare masonry has been turned into wasteland in the wind and wind for many years.

The wind is the singing voice of heaven and earth, and without the accompaniment of trees, flowers and birds, it sounds like people who have lost their homes crying.

More than 100 years have passed, and the haze of nuclear war still looms over the earth today.

Tang Yan took two steps forward, turned around sharply, and threw Han Xin to the ground.

The blood on her face smelled of a living corpse, but that didn't matter, what mattered was that the bullet didn't hit their body, hitting the nearby rocks, splashing dense stone chips.

The three people who followed reacted quickly, and the bullet flashed behind the stone next to it as soon as it swept past Tang Yan and Han Xin.

I don't know if the middle-aged woman named Sun Yao has not recovered from the bad news of her husband's death, or if her mobility is not as good as that of the two male members of the shelter, she has not avoided the bullets from the opposite side, and her head is like a watermelon falling from a ten-story building, cracking with a bang, and blood and plasma are splashed on the gray-white bare rock, which is very eye-catching.

The headless body fell to the ground, rolling low into the air.

Tang Yan got off Han Xin's body, and was just about to look up at the place where the bullets came from, when suddenly another row of bullets swept over, pouring on the rocks in front of him like raindrops, crackling and exploding, and occasionally broken stones fell on the bandage-wrapped place, which was very painful.

"There were three people, two assault rifles and one sniper rifle." He silently calculated in his mind.

It wasn't that he saw the situation on the other side, and he had just ventured out just to observe the trajectory and determine the enemy's position.

The reason why he knows that there are three people on the other side is simply because the system reward value increment is 60, which means that there are three people who want to kill him. And Sun Yao's exploding head showed that the other party had a sniper rifle in his hand, or a sniper rifle equipped with dummy bullets, which didn't hit him just now, and instead poured death on Sun Yao.

Han Xin was already stunned, lying on the ground motionless, just trembling constantly, his eyes staring at the gray sky in a daze.

She left the shelter without thinking about it, escaped from the mouth of the living corpse, and before she could relax, she was ambushed by an unknown enemy.

She watched Sun Yao be blown off by the enemy, and the body was not far away, still bleeding out.

Fan Yong and Lang Aiping were also stupid, holding their heads and hiding behind the stones, gasping for breath, and cold sweat flowed down their faces.

At the same time, more than a hundred meters away from Tang Yan's location, the newcomers of the legion wearing black leather armor and panda gas masks were complaining that the sniper on the billboard was a fool.

"That stupid guy Zabuha, who can't even handle a chicken from the shelter, and has the face to say everywhere that he's the third-ranked sniper in the legion?"

"It's good that he didn't say that he was the second-ranked sniper in the legion," said his companion. ”

No one dares to brag about being the number one sniper in the Pandaren legion, and never has been, because everyone who said such things is dead. Not at the hands of the enemy, but at the hands of one's own men.

The newcomers to the Legion who scolded Zabuha for being stupid also did not understand why the imposing gentleman had given his organization such a name.

"Legion" sounds great, but what does the prefix panda man mean?

Is it because he likes pandas, or does his daughter like panda dolls?

Not only did she have such an imposing name, but she would also bring panda toys to her every time she came back from the operation.

Sometimes the toys were covered in the blood of the enemy, and if the slave girls were out of stock, they would take over the role of nanny, helping the blind one-legged girl to clean the blood from the toys.

She's blind, so can she scrub the blood off it?

And this damn pandaman mask, I heard that it was also a casual joke by that little girl, and then it became a legion-standard equipment.

Oh no, it's a nightmare.

No one dared to discuss the shape of the mask in front of the gentleman, but the "Razorman" often referred to them as "those who can't give birth to children".

Damn, it's a shame.

The newcomer waited for a long time and did not see any movement on the other side, and Zabuha did not continue to fire, only the bleak wind blew the desolate mountains and fields, rolling on the ground with gravel.

"Why didn't they move?"

His companion turned his back, took out a crumpled box of cigarettes from his underwear pocket, took one in his mouth, struck an old-fashioned match, took a hateful puff, looked at the gray sky and said, "They are waiting for dark." ”

Just like the newcomer to the legion said, I thought that this time the bounty mission was easy, the target object was a group of broilers living in the shelter, those guys don't talk about fighting, I'm afraid they can't even hold the gun steadily, and killing it will be as easy and comfortable as cutting the neck of a prisoner, where do you know that things are much more difficult than imagined, that man not only avoided Zabuha's shot, but also has a very clear understanding of his own state and surrounding environment.

When the newcomers of the legion heard this, they swept across the west, and the remnants of the sun were like blood, and the twilight was about to end.

"Do you want to tell Zabuha to prepare for cover, let's rush over together and kill him without leaving a piece of armor."

The veteran spewed out a puff of smoke and squinted his eyes and said, "Do you know why I lived so long?" ”

The newcomers to the Legion waited for him to answer.

"In this wasteland, the bold and reckless ones are basically dead, and the timid and cautious people are many alive."

“……”

"If I were Zabuha, I wouldn't mind using your head to lure the enemy into showing up, and then blowing off the target's head, so that you can complete the mission and receive an extra bounty, why not."

The newcomer to the Legion said, "It's not right to do that. ”

The smoker glanced at him as if he were looking at an idiot.