Night, many years ago, Leon vaguely remembered that I was a middle school student. The stars were shining in the sky that night, but the moon was dimming, and my father took him to the back hill of the house and looked at the sky. He asked him what he wanted to do, and he told his father at that time that he wanted to be a police officer.

He remembered that the moon had dimmered and the stars were too numerous to count. The surroundings are extremely peaceful...... At this time, as that night, it was a peaceful and beautiful night, people were talking and laughing, and when the door was opened, it felt like home. But they were accompanied by screams and screams, and the blood looked mysterious and alluring in the light of the street lamps, although I didn't know where the electricity came from in this city that had long since fallen to the virus.

These roars and the pouring of their bullets were like playing a funeral song, and the sound was intense, but each sound would take a bloody human life. I don't know how many times, the third or the fourth? The "click" of tongues of fire was almost unheard in my ears, and this peaceful night, accompanied by the sound of gunfire, was like hell.

"Bill! I'm running out of bullets! Zoe shouted, and Leon barely thought about how many hours it had only been since they came out of the police station, and their bullets were almost out of sight.

"Oh... This thing is disgusting...," Leon complained.

"Hey, brother, it's too late to be disgusting, little behind!" Louis suddenly shouted, and Leon slammed backwards almost the moment he heard it, like an ordinary zombie, and Leon shot the guy away without even thinking about it. Due to the inconvenience of sniper rifles for close combat, he usually uses the Sand Eagle or the P1911 given to him by Francis.

"There's a gun shop in the mall ahead, let's go there and refill the ammo!" Bill shouted, stepping back to reload his M16 while leisurely lighting himself a cigarette. "Get back on that bus and leave!" After saying that, Bill stepped up again.

"Let's go! Get on the bus, where we're so defensive! Zoe chimed in, and the group retreated to the open bus under the cover of Bill and me. After Leon confirmed that they were all inside, he and Bill gave up shooting and ran into the bus.

With only one door to guard in the bus, this wave of zombies was quickly dealt with. The last of the remaining ones were taken by Francis, and I don't know where this guy found a brick, it seems that he is not only a motorcycle driver. Still a gangster. Well, maybe the concept of a biker and a gangster is no different.

Bill lit a cigarette and leaned back comfortably in the car seat, and Zoe looked out the window wondering what she was thinking. Louis cleaned up the dead bodies at the car door and moved them out. After a while, Francis returned.

"I think we're going to have to change our strategy." Bill took his cigarette and shook it slightly, then put it back to his mouth, "I'm afraid our ammunition won't be able to keep us going to the mall." "Bill checked it too, 2 sniper rifle magazines. The Sand Eagle and P1911 also only have a total of 3 magazines.

"So how?" Zoe asked, looking at Bill very seriously, after such a hellish grind, I think this girl should be quite mentally strong.

"Francis, don't you know how to drive a tractor? I started the engine of this car. Bill threw down the half of the cigarette and ran it over with his foot. Leon is strange, does he want to use a car? But on this road... Oh yes, it's the bus.

"Bill, how many times do you want me to say? I'm not driving a tractor! Francis looked dissatisfied.

"In my eyes, the roaring car is the tractor. Okay, stop talking nonsense. Start the engine and use your stealing skills. ”

"But this bus can't go far, veteran, do you want to play with bumper cars?" Louis asked, spreading his hands.

"We just need to go to the mall." Bill replied, as Leon thought. "Then they go to the Hospital of Mercy, leave this hell, and never come back."

"Boom."

Accompanied by the rousing songs on the bus, they drove away in the bus.

Francis roared in the car, and honestly, he would rather fight the infected than listen to Francis's pig-killing songs.

Led by Bill. The zombies were also excited to the tune, and Louis was dancing, and Bill sat on the side and shook his head helplessly, and said, "I knew I was going to kill you sooner or later." I will definitely be killed by you! ……”

“everyeeksthesame！

“stukinshool，solame

“myparentssaythati’mlazy！”

"Whew!!" Francis cheered, swaying excitedly from side to side in his seat to the tune of the music. And the bus is like a bulldozer shoveling away the surrounding vehicles.

And Leon helplessly leaned against the car window and shot the zombies chasing around. He fired two shots, but Bill stopped them, allowing Leon to save ammo and take out a Molotov cocktail himself. Thrown out far away. In an instant, the zombies were drowned in a sea of fire.

"Get quite upat8a fan t'srazy!

“tiredobeingtoldhattodo

“sounaiounil。 thedaytoolong！ ”

The music continues, while Leon and Bill throw two Molotov cocktails at each end of the window, blocking the path of the zombies behind them.

"Francis, how far is it?" Bill asked, and Leon admired the beautiful wall of fire behind the car, and the zombies that were already in flames yelling and struggling to run, but finally fell to the ground weakly, and Fei'er put out the fire.

"Hahaha." The rugged man laughed, "Half a minute to go!" ”

The music ended half a minute later as Francis crashed his car into the mall's gun. A few of them fell to pieces, and the front of the car probably crashed, and the music stopped.

"Oh......Francis, I warn you that I'm going to kill you tractor driver if I'm late!" Bill cursed and got up from the ground.

"Ahaha... A momentary mistake... Blunder! Francis smiled with his hands raised, revealing his yellow teeth.

And Leon also got up, didn't say anything, got out of the car, this is the mall hall, there are no lights, the light is very dim, I can only barely get a look.

"Leon, yours." Francis smiled and threw something at me, and I picked it up and found it was a tactical flashlight, "Haha." It should be hung all over your body with this thing, and the zombies will be scared of you, haha. Leon didn't bother to pay attention to the idiot, and put the flashlight on the sand eagle himself.

"Bill, do you know what floor the ammunition shop is? Leon asked, swapping the magazine for the sand eagle.

"Well, if I still have a good head, I want to be on the third floor." Bill said and patted his forehead.

"Alright, let's go." Leon shouted, leading the way up the stairs opposite.

"Actually, I think he's a fanatic." Louis spread his hands at Francis, clearly talking about Lyon. Francis picked up the shotgun and slammed it behind Louis, and the zombie fell to the ground with a thousand holes.

"I found you guys being careless." With that, Francis went upstairs with Bill.

"Oh....you're scaring me." Louis said, looking back at the zombie corpse, kicking them casually, and catching up with them.

Then the tongues of fire were skewered together, and all these various infected people were killed in this way.

They all froze for a while, and Zoe prayed first for the world, and then they all knelt down in twos and threes, and prayed to God with their fingers together.

Soon, Leon heard a faint sound, little by little, and then louder and louder as time passed.

"It's crying." Zoe looked up suddenly. (To be continued.) )