ACT256: Move the whole body

The security agencies reacted faster than expected, and before the mixed team could get back to the compound, the team that came to support the guards ran into them. Ming Junwei was mixed in the guard team, his eyebrows were lowered and his eyes were pleasing to the eyes, in fact, the mixed team couldn't take care of the fleeing people around him at this time, and they were suspicious one by one, scrambling to report the danger to the team that rushed to support.

The leader of the support team is the guy who led Ming Junwei and the two into the city during the day, this guy is much calmer than the mixed brigade, and when he heard that there were walking corpses in the city, his eyes changed slightly, but when his eyes swept over the rebels, his expression froze.

"...... you, they?" The captain of the guard team was dumbfounded, and the monitoring room reported that the labor reservists in the compound had escaped en masse, why were they all mixed with their own guards at this time?

Ming Junwei secretly said that something was wrong, and hurriedly searched for the figure of the young man in the crowd, the young man stood outside the team, and seemed to be looking for him, and the eyes of the two happened to meet. Ming Junwei squeezed his eyebrows and gave him a look, the young man was confused, puzzled, gestured, and asked Ming Junwei what they should do.

Ming Junwei glanced at the support team, there were about twenty or thirty people, the number of people on both sides was about the same, and it was not far from the main road. So his heart was horizontal, he raised his hand and swiped it on his neck, and the young man understood it, and secretly retreated into the crowd of rebels, whispering the meaning of Ming Junwei.

The guards in the mixed brigade blushed, they were all panicked during the melee just now, the black light blinded the fire and didn't know how many walking corpses there were, they only cared about fleeing for their lives, but they forgot about the stubble of the escapee, and now it's good, they were hit by the top boss, and it is estimated that the punishment is inevitable.

"Take them all back!" The captain of the guard squad was furious, waved his arm, and signaled the team behind him to capture the rebels first.

Ming Junwei turned around and gave the young man a look, and then suddenly shouted, shouting at a sharp voice: "Beware of the walking corpse!" ”

The crowd was shocked when they heard this, and they all turned their heads to look behind them...... The streets are empty, the lights on the main road are shining, the asphalt road is depressed and silent, where is the shadow of the walking corpse?

Before the captain of the guard squad could react, gunshots suddenly erupted in the mixed brigade behind him, and Ming Junwei, who was intent on making a mistake, saw that the squad leader pulled the trigger, and the muzzle fire appeared in the crowd, and the squad leader was knocked to the ground by the bullets of the sneak attack at close range before he could turn around, and the blood mist splashed the faces of the people around him.

"it!" At this point, there is no need to pretend to be quails, Ming Junwei waved his hand, and the rebels moved, and they all shot out in unison, putting the guards who were still running side by side just now to the ground, grabbing the guns and killing the lives, screaming and pounced on the support troops who were close at hand.

Ming Junwei glanced at the courtyard in front of him, the searchlights in the courtyard were still bright, and several lonely walking corpses staggered out in front of the broken iron gate.

Somehow, seeing these walking corpses again, Ming Junwei actually had a feeling of nostalgia, in the three years around the island, except for the companions around him, these walking corpses were the closest. Ming Junwei scolded secretly, beckoned the rebels not to entangle with the support troops, and fled wildly with the young man and a few guys gathered around him, heading towards the main road.

"Brother, those walking corpses!" The young man was about to stab the knife with a dagger, but was grabbed by Ming Junwei's arm.

"Leave it alone, run." Ming Junwei didn't have the time to explain to him, the rebel army had limited combat effectiveness, and the walking corpse was the best candidate to delay time. Thinking of this, Ming Junwei looked back at the gate of the compound again, the corpses in the courtyard had not been moved, the beam of light illuminated the courtyard, and there was still no trace of Hou Xiong, but Ming Junwei saw that the dormitory where they were temporarily living was lit up.

Ming Junwei thought of something, he obviously turned off the lights when he went out before, could it be that Hou Xiong went back again?

……

Continuing to run wildly to test his physical strength, Ming Junwei has been injured and sick all these years, and his body bones are not as good as before, the blood of the living corpse forcibly injected by Song Yao can play a certain role in improving and repairing, but the damaged vitality cannot be repaired in this way, and after a few rushes, Ming Junwei felt a little choked, his throat and eyes were hot and painful, and he took a breath as if he had stuffed the coals into his throat.

The young man felt that Ming Junwei's speed had slowed down, and he hurriedly looked around, there were cold infrastructure on the left and right, and a hundred meters in front of the wide main road, an iron gate was lined up in front, and behind the fence, the lights were bright and green, and it seemed that it was not affected by the gunfire outside the door wall at all.

"Big brother, what's wrong?" The young man didn't notice anything wrong, and wondered, "What did you find?" ”

"It's nothing, hurry up, see if the door is locked." Ming Junwei replied casually, turned his head to look behind him, and the rebel army who was fighting with the guards also followed one after another, as before, the guards armed to the teeth did not show the demeanor of those predecessors who wore the same uniform as them, the number was equal, and the equipment was superior, but they were beaten by the mixed men and women of the rebel army, and their nose and face were swollen, and they were really ashamed of Kenny's golden signboard.

Thinking wildly, the young man had already arrived at the iron gate, seeing that he said something to the people around him, the man next to him raised his gun and shot, sparks splashed, and the chains fell off, the two pushed open the door one left and one right, Ming Junwei led the team to take the lead, and the unkempt guy in his twenties had flames burning in his eyes, and his momentum was like a rainbow, and he rushed straight into the world of flowers.

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Looking at the neon flashes in front of him, Ming Junwei couldn't help but sigh with emotion, the underground test site three years ago, the Gobi lonely city three years later, the man wearing gold wire glasses, what did he want to do?

After breaking through the blockade of the iron gate, the rebels suddenly saw that the wide main road and the long street that had just gone astray were completely two worlds, with a dazzling array of shops, pedestrians enjoying the nightlife, long-lost traffic, and lingering drunkenness.

Relatively quiet on both sides of the blockade door, there are vestibules for life services on the left and right, these shops do not belong to the night, in the old words, they should be off work, the store door is blocked, there is no light. The darkness behind the iron gate and the lights in front of it blend here, and the transition is just right.

The sirens in the compound were still harsh, but the imaginary round-up team had not appeared here for a long time, and at the same time, Ming Junwei was also a little blindsided.

Is this really Kenny's territory? Think about the former underground test site, and then compare here, the security and defense forces are simply very different, such a lonely city standing proudly in the Gobi, the security force will be so bad? What does Kenny think? Where are all those fieldworkers with big shoulders and round waists, who kill people and treat them as commonplace?

Remembering the conversation with Song Jiu on the second floor of the bar, if this was the center of the chains surrounding the living corpse camp, then everything that happened now would be easier to explain.

"Benefit from it, and suffer from it."

The living corpse camps scattered in all corners of the world are constantly supplying all kinds of resources here, breaking them into pieces and making them whole from zero, scattering not only the camps, but also the energy. Although Kenny's every stroke is shocking, he has no three heads and six arms, and there is a price to pay for building a pyramid, and the weak security of this lonely city is undoubtedly a shortcoming in the whole circle.

Ming Junwei felt a sense of relief, Kenny is not omnipotent, which makes him sincerely glad, if he can really do everything, it will be too terrible.

There were too many heels planted in the past, and Ming Junwei didn't dare to be happy too early, there were too many strange things in this lonely city, and the speculation couldn't be taken seriously, since there were no strong guards attacking at the moment, it was a good time for him to act, and immediately stopped thinking about it, and ordered the young man to re-block the gate, and he mixed in the ranks of the rebel army, and went straight to the intersection a hundred meters away.

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"Am I dreaming?" The rebel armor was dumbfounded, stood at the intersection and looked at the glowing words on the sign of the store diagonally opposite, and muttered, "That's a bar?" ”

"Hot pot, I smell hot pot!" Rebel B nodded in agreement, sniffling hard, trying to locate the long-lost fragrance with his sense of smell.

"They can't seem to see us?" The young man scratched his head, approached Ming Junwei, pointed to the few young men and women walking in front of him, and wondered, "What's the matter?" ”

Not only were they stupid, but Ming Junwei was also in a trance, the street scene belonging to the civilized world was indeed shocking enough, but the passers-by who looked like usual surprised him even more, Ming Junwei felt as if he was taking a group of rednecks who had never entered the city. They were stunned when they looked at the bright lights, and those passers-by who lived here were accustomed to it, and they didn't have any unusual eyes on the people who suddenly appeared in the middle of the road in their twenties.

"Brother, what should I do?" The young man's palms holding the dagger were covered with sweat, and he was ready for the fight, but the scene in front of him made him feel like he was on the wrong set.

"Let's go, put away all your weapons." Ming Junwei replied in a low voice, thought about it, and said, "You follow me." ”

The young man blinked, as if he understood something, and followed closely by Ming Junwei's side, keeping a little distance from the rebel army. Most of the rebels were stunned in place, a few women followed Ming Junwei's footsteps, the others stood still, Ming Junwei paid attention to the movement on the side of the main road, and could vaguely see that there seemed to be a crowd rushing towards the iron gate, and the shrill sirens disappeared at some point, as if the chaos just now had settled.

Ming Junwei didn't let his guard down, he always felt that something was not right, it seemed that something was too smooth, so that everything became unreal.

"My mother, we have been sleeping in the open for so many years, and we are not as good as dogs, look at people."

The rebels were still talking, as if they had forgotten their identities and circumstances, and looked at the passers-by who were dressed appropriately and cleanly, and their eyes flashed with a different light.

"Look, look." A girl suddenly became excited, pointed to a young man passing by, and said to her companion, "He's carrying a guitar!" So handsome! ”

"Shhhh The companion suddenly became shy, and the young man, as if he had heard one of their rounds, turned his head and smiled, walked a few steps, and turned back again.

The two girls were nervous, fiddling with the corners of their clothes, not knowing what to do.

The young man stood in front of the rebels, looked left and right at these unkempt men, glanced at the weapons in their hands, greeted them with a smile, and asked, "Is it a sudden warning drill today?" It seems that there is no notice during the day. ”

The rebels looked at each other, not knowing what the young man was talking about.

Ming Junwei raised his eyebrows, an inexplicable meaning flashed in his eyes, and he muttered, "Drill...?" ”

"Big brother, he doesn't seem to be afraid of us." The young man muttered in a low voice, "It's strange. ”

Ming Junwei didn't speak, feeling as if he had thought of something, but he couldn't grasp the point.

The rebels over there seemed to have opened their minds after being stunned, and a few men who had seized weapons exchanged a few words, and suddenly a string of shrill laughter broke out, attracting frequent sideways glances from passers-by.

"Let's go." Ming Junwei suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Ming Junwei and the young man with a few women just walked across the road, suddenly heard an exclamation behind him, looked back, only to see that the few men with guns did not know which tendon was wrong, when the street stopped the two young girls passing by, they began to move up and down in front of everyone's eyes.

Ming Junwei's brows furrowed, feeling as if the situation was about to get out of control, and when he was hesitating, the young man with the guitar on his back stepped forward and pushed away the rebel man, angrily accusing something, both sides pushed and shoved, attracting more people to stop, and then, one of the rebels put a gun against the young man's forehead.

"Believe it or not, Lao Tzu collapsed you?" There was a fierce light in the man's eyes, and when they were bolted into grasshoppers before, Ming Junwei had not seen this kind of look.

The young man's face turned pale, and he said word by word: "You crossed the line." ”

Ming Junwei's gaze passed over them and looked at the iron gate from afar, and the crowd that had just appeared at the end of the main road stopped in front of the gate, as if they did not intend to come in.

There were many onlookers at the crossroads, Ming Junwei observed left and right, these people were men and women, of different ages, some were curious to inquire, and some were smiling lightly, not like the kind of excitement that had nothing to do with themselves in the past, and ...... No one seems to be worried about the young man who is being pointed at gunpoint.

The strange feeling in Ming Junwei's heart became more and more intense, and he touched the young man and motioned him to step back and not stand in front.

The rebels also seemed to feel a little strange, and they retreated into the crowd one after another, distancing themselves from a few people in the middle of the road.

The expressions of the men who stopped the girl changed slightly, and when they saw that there were more and more onlookers around them, they faintly realized how stupid their behavior was, and wanted to retreat, but they felt embarrassed, and looked at the gun in their hands, and their courage grew again.

The man with the gun still maintained his arrogance, and glanced at the two young girls who were stopped, and found that the two girls did not run, but just stood aside with a very unhappy expression.

"You've crossed the line." The young man with the guitar repeated the sentence again, glanced at him with a sneer, and raised his hand to remove the muzzle of his gun.

The man was furious, and he saw disdain in the little cub's eyes, which were like looking at a stray dog with a bluff.

The man scolded, raised his hand and slapped the young man in the face, he was strong, and a slap made the young man turn in a circle, his cheeks were immediately swollen, and the nosebleed was also beaten.

"**." The man felt a sense of pleasure in regaining his dignity, and his eyes flashed with fierce light again, pointing at the onlookers and scolding: "Get out!" Look at your eyes again! ”

"You've crossed the line." The young man wiped his nosebleed and said lightly.

"Lao Tzu ...... today" The man turned around, raised the butt of his gun, waved his arm into the air, and froze.

The two men who followed to stop the girl were also stunned for a moment, the young man was slapped in the face, there was no anger, no cowardice, they saw the young man and the surrounding crowd threw an inquiring look, and then the crowd of onlookers nodded one after another, and then, the young man took out a pitch-black pistol from his pocket, pulled the gun and loaded it, all in one go, naturally like the students who used to take out their mobile phones.

"You've crossed the line." The young man repeated this sentence for the fourth time, and when he had finished speaking, he gently pulled the trigger.

The muzzle of the gun flashed, the bullet was accurately nailed into the man's eyebrows, a cloud of blood mist mixed with brain pulp burst out, the man's body shook slightly, and he fell to the ground with a bang, and the red and white things behind his head were splashed and rendered.

The onlookers were indifferent, their eyes moved away from the dead body and the dead body, and they all looked at the other two men.

The young man put away his gun, took a tissue from a passer-by to plug his bleeding nostrils, thanked him, and squeezed his way out of the crowd and left the street.

The two men panicked, and although they had rifles in their hands, they could not muster up the courage to aim at anyone.

Han Zijia looked frightened and looked at the rebels who had fled into the crowd, but his companions from a few minutes ago turned their faces away and pretended not to know them.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I apologize." Han Ziyi was moved, hurriedly apologized to the two girls, nodded and said, "It was a misunderstanding just now, I'm sorry!" ”

Seeing this, Han Zijia also leaned over, and the two men with guns apologized to the two young girls with nervous expressions, the scene was both funny and weird.

Ming Junwei, who was hidden in the crowd of onlookers, suddenly understood, and a chill welled up in his back, he was ashamed of his judgment and speculation here just now, and even more, he still had inexplicable heart palpitations.

"Weak security? Guarding armed amateurs? Kenny has limited energy? Can't do it all? ”

Ming Junwei sighed dumbly, and pulled the young man out of the crowd.