"Where did those ordinary zombies hit the armored car, they were all crushed to pieces, and their bones were broken with a rattle. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Having said that, you must not think that an armored car can roam in such a sea of corpses, once a large number of zombies pick up the body, jam the chassis, or block the view, then the car is not easy to drive. It's just that there is Vice President Yu's flying sword, where can these things that don't know whether they are alive or dead pose a threat. ”

"As the saying goes, one man should be closed, and ten thousand people can't be opened, and that scene at that time was really a sword, and ten thousand corpses were not close."

So the armored car ran rampant all the way, like a boulder, no, like a meteor to tear open this sea of corpses and fight its way out of the encirclement. To say that this disastrous army can rush out of the sea of corpses so easily, it has a lot to do with another person. ”

"That person is the famous Dawn, the former instructor of the Hope Squad, Wang Hai, the new listeners and friends may not know much about this person, and let me tell you about it."

I don't know if it's because the story is gripping and intense, or because of everyone's lack of entertainment, the storyteller's half-white and awkward way of telling seems to have a kind of magical charm that can make the audience around the room listen with relish.

Speaking of this paragraph, the storyteller grabbed a hollow bamboo tube on the table, brought it to his mouth, drank water, cleared his throat, lifted the startling wood and slapped it on the table.

Wang Hai, a native of Yuanjiang, Jiangbei Province, was selected into the special forces after enlisting in the army because of his excellent performance, and later retired from the army for personal reasons and returned to his hometown to be self-employed. After the dome fell, Wang Hai reached an agreement with President Yang, saying that he would train a crossbow team for President Yang to ensure the security of Paradise Island, and then return to the army and enlist in the army to fight against the corpse. ”

"That's right, this crossbow team is the predecessor of the current Dawn Squad and Hope Squadron. And Instructor Wang, because of his personal ability, is very highly regarded by President Yang. However, Instructor Wang never forgot his duties as a people's defense army, and did not covet enjoyment at all, and after completing the agreement, he resolutely gave up the superior and safe life on the paradise island, one person and one gun, left the island alone, and went to the front of the corpse, and before he left, he also left the remaining food stamps for the families of the martyrs. ”

"The food stamps he took out at that time, oh, are so thick with three fingers, which shows that Instructor Wang adheres to his nature and lives a simple life, and he has never been extravagant and wasteful."

"In the extremely tragic battle in the International Trade Building, Instructor Wang relied on a sniper rifle in his hand, I don't know how many mutants he killed, but unfortunately, Instructor Wang was finally affected by the aftermath of the battle, injured his leg and abdomen, knowing that he would die, he didn't want to be a burden to slow down the time to break through, set up a machine gun, and cut off the rear for the breakthrough troops!"

"I only heard the sound of gunfire, Instructor Wang's marksmanship was like a god, and with that heavy machine gun, every bullet could kill a zombie, and one person shot out the momentum of a machine gun company, and for a while, all the zombies in the rear couldn't get close, let alone catch up with the armored car."

"It's a pity that there was no sub-heavy to replace the chain for him, and the chain was empty after a short time. Seeing that the zombies were about to pounce, the fishy smell approached him, Instructor Wang was unhurried, took out a tactical belt full of grenades, pulled the pull ring, and shouted 'Defend the family and defend the country, fight to the death, victory belongs to the people of Yuanjiang', and died together with the group of corpses in the vigorous explosion. ”

This explosion ended the heroic life of Instructor Wang, but at the same time announced that the victory of our Yuanjiang people was coming. The wind is howling, the bugle is sounding! Victory song, how loud! ”

"When it comes to the Yuanjiang Great Wall, everyone thinks of the two or three meters high walls that are connected in the urban area outside. But Lao Wu, I want to tell you the truth, that shoddy thing, it's not the Great Wall of Yuanjiang. Only like Instructor Wang, like President Yang, like every great soldier who has made efforts and sacrifices to protect us, is the real Yuanjiang Great Wall! Without them, we wouldn't be where we are today. ”

"Smack"

The storyteller circled the audience and said, "Today we will talk about this, predict what will happen next, and listen to the next breakdown." ”

The boos came and went, some were still shouting for another paragraph, others doubting the authenticity of the story.

"How can a heavy machine gun kill a zombie with every bullet, that's a gun headshot, how is this possible, even if Wang Hai is a gun god, it is impossible! Also, the zombies are about to pounce on them, where is there time to pull the rings one by one? also shouted slogans, obviously they were all seriously injured and dying. A young man with triangular eyes muttered, wearing glasses as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle, and no one could see his gaze clearly.

When a middle-aged man with a beard on his face heard what he said, he glared at him unhappily and said, "Are you smart?" How do you know it's impossible? If you can't do it, others can't? Maybe Instructor Wang finally woke up! What's so strange about pulling the ring, you love to listen, don't listen next time you don't come, it's the most disappointing thing for you like this! ”

The triangular-eyed young man's face turned red, but looking at the other party's sturdy figure, and then looking at the silver bracelet with three brain cores exposed on the other party's wrist, he didn't even dare to say a cruel word, and immediately stopped silent.

"Hey, what about talking to you, will you come next time?" Seeing that the young man was soft, the big man smiled triumphantly, he didn't know how many animals he had slaughtered with a big knife before, and he didn't know how many zombies he had cut down after the disaster.

"Come on." The voice of the young man is as small as that of a mosquito.

"Shut up, or I'm going to beat you!"

Since the dome was lowered, there have been no TV shows, no computer games, no wifi and no 3G in people's lives. At first, I didn't feel anything, that's because everyone's nerves are tense, and every day they have to face unknown dangers and zombies that don't know where they might come from, and they only worry about fear, only care about survival, and where do they have time to think about something fun.

But now the situation is gradually stabilizing, as long as you don't die, have some skills or are willing to bear hardships and stand hard work, you can find a good life on Jiangxin Island or Xinyuanjiang in the wall, you don't have to worry about whether you have food tomorrow, and you don't have to worry about whether you will be attacked by zombies in the next second, you can sleep peacefully every day, you can eat a full meal, and you still have a lot of free time.

There is no entertainment in this leisure, but it is really not too uncomfortable, and it has become a pastime for most people to come to the Wu Kee Teahouse every night to listen to the crosstalk of the story--after all, not everyone can go to a luxurious place like a bar, a dance hall, or a movie theater, and such a high cost can only be afforded by members of the Far Salvation Society or a corpse hunter with his head pinned to his trouser belt.

Seeing that the young man softened, the big man no longer cared about him, saying that beating him was just a scene, and no one dared to make trouble easily in the territory of the Far Salvation Association, if he was expelled from the island for violating the law and order regulations, he would want to cry without tears. Everyone knows what's going on in the new Yuanjiang in that wall, and it's 10,000 times more uncomfortable to go there to beg for a life than to be on Jiangxin Island.

After looking away, Dahan saw a twenty-four or five-year-old woman next to him burst into tears, but she cried silently.

"Hey, girl, what are you crying about?"

Hearing the question of the person next to her, Luo Sujuan raised her hand to wipe away the tears, took a breath, stood up and left her seat and walked to the storyteller's long table, and gently placed a food stamp in the brass cornucopia on the table.

Wu Manshi looked at the denomination of the food stamps in surprise and was surprised. He Lao Wu used to be Mr. Storyteller, and after this identity was reported, the Far Rescue Association sent someone down to fund him to set up this teahouse to provide entertainment for the residents, Lao Wu can not only share a share of the income of the teahouse, but also have a fixed salary every month, everyone knows this, so it is much better to listen to the cheers of the guests on weekdays, but there are very few large rewards, after all, no one's food stamps fall from the sky, if you really have money to squander, you should also go to the cinema to the dance hall to the bar, not to the teahouse.

Luo Sujuan didn't give any explanation for her behavior, didn't even glance at Wu Manshi, put down the food stamps and turned around and walked out the door. Outside the house, the cold wind in winter was howling, blowing on the face and causing pain, but it could not compare to Luo Sujuan's distress.

It's been more than three months, and every time she thinks of that name, Luo Sujuan can't breathe in pain.

After losing the peaceful and happy life of the past, the beauty of warmth is always easy to be infinitely magnified in the contrast of the harsh environment. Luo Sujuan originally didn't believe in the so-called love, but at this time she understood what it meant to "ask what the love in the world is, and teach people to promise life and death".

Unconsciously, Luo Sujuan was like a marionette, and in a trance, she walked to a fixed position again.

Fingers touched the body of the monument, full of the touch of frozen people, and Luo Sujuan locked her eyes on the name that she had been thinking about for a long time.

"Wang Hai, you bastard."

Tears poured out of my eyes, and I couldn't stop it.

(Sorry, I don't want to put it in the "author's words", let me say a few words here.) I remember that many book friends have always left me tickets, and automatic subscriptions have been opened for raising books, and some book friends have not hesitated to give rewards and praises, and some book friends have turned from pirated to regular, helping me ask for subscriptions, and helping me write book push stickers.

Thank you, the first time I wrote a novel, I didn't know anything, I didn't know anything, they all said that my grades were too poor, but I myself knew that it was all thanks to you to have such achievements, Yang Xiaoqian They are the Great Wall of Yuanjiang, you are my Great Wall, thank you, don't worry, I won't be a eunuch or a bad finish, I can still hold on. ）