At the Kyoto City Survivor Base, Yuan Yu and Shen Chuxue sat in a tent, anxiously like ants on a hot pot, and it had been more than four hours since Yao Yun'er was sent to the tent printed with the red cross.

The sky gradually cleared, and there were already survivors on the streets, Wang Man carried an automatic rifle on his shoulder, sneakily out of the tent, he glanced at the tent next to the monk who had passed away, and a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes.

"Die!"

"Hey, there's something I need your help with." Suddenly, a little nurse of eighteen or nineteen rushed into their tent in a panic.

"What?" At this time, the monk who passed away was like a frightened rabbit, and his every move could alarm him.

"We don't have enough hemostatic medicine and bandages here, so we need to send someone to the hospital in the city to get them!" The little nurse said in a panic.

"Bang", Yuan Shi sat up suddenly, the stool under his ass fell to the ground due to the force, and he looked at the nurse, a trace of consternation flashed in his eyes.

"How much do you need?" The monk spoke hurriedly.

"The more the merrier", the little nurse's eyes flickered slightly, and she said, "The patient's condition is very bad, so you must hurry." ”

"Understood", Yuan Lin nodded, turned his head to Shen Chuxue and said, "I'll go to the city, and I'll leave it to you here." ”

After saying that, he hurriedly rushed outside with his bare hands.

The little nurse suddenly thought of something, lifted the tent and shouted at the departing Yuanyu: "By the way, you have to go to the people's hospital in the city center." ”

"People's Hospital?" Shen Chuxue froze for a moment, and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, why did she have to go to the People's Hospital?

A bad thought suddenly came to her mind, and she couldn't help but grab the rifle in her hand.

"I'm leaving, just send the medicine directly when he comes back", the little nurse looked at Shen Chuxue who was distracted, a trace of unbearability flashed in her eyes, and she turned around and walked out.

"Got it", Shen Chuxue frowned and nodded absentmindedly.

The survivor base in North City, the house where Fan Lei and the others were, everyone's discussion lasted from yesterday afternoon until the next morning, and only now did people leave the house one after another and return to their respective places.

Inside the house, Fan Lei and the others all had dark circles under their eyes, but they couldn't hide the excitement on their faces. At this time, there were two other people in the room besides the five of them, one was Yu Hanyang, a graduate student of the Department of Psychology, and the other was Ren Chengjie from the Military Engineering College.

At this time, there were a large number of parts on the table in front of Ren Chengjie, and he looked at the parts in front of him and couldn't help frowning: "How is it possible, why do you have one or two more parts every time?" ”

Since yesterday afternoon, he has disassembled and reloaded the automatic rifle on the table more than thirty times, but basically every time he reloads the table, there is an extra metal plate on the table, and he is a little helpless about this.

"Let's not talk about that, what are the chances of this plan succeeding?" Looking at Ren Chengjie, who was entangled in parts, Yang Hua waved his hand and said mysteriously.

"I think, I think it's at least 80 percent!" Fan Lei opened his mouth excitedly, but was mercilessly slapped in the face by Yang Hua. ”

"I didn't ask you, shut up!" Yang Hua set his eyes on Yu Hanyang, and he felt that Yu Hanyang was definitely more reliable than Fan Lei.

"Hmmm... At least, more than sixty percent", Yu Hanyang frowned, his fingers kept tapping on the table, and he said a number in his mouth.

"Sixty percent..." Ren Chengjie suddenly spoke, with a shy smile on his face: "This also has to consider whether any of us will betray, if there is a betrayal, then this sixty percent can be taken as zero." ”

"That's right", Yu Hanyang nodded, and said categorically: "The success rate of zero percent means that all of us will die here", he glanced at Yang Hua meaningfully.

"This situation is unavoidable", Yang Hua frowned and said, "There will be traitors at any time, and we can only speed up the plan. ”

"Okay, that's it, I'm going back to rest too", Yu Hanyang suddenly stretched his waist and said, "Sleep well, go and see if you can enter the general staff of the army in the afternoon, let's go." ”

Yang Hua nodded, looking at Ren Chengjie in front of him, whose brows were furrowed, a smile appeared on his face: "Do you want to bring these back?" ”

"May I?" Ren Chengjie raised his head suddenly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Why not?" Yang Hua shrugged his shoulders, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Fan Lei looked at the two sides who reached a consensus in an instant, and couldn't help but pause, feeling that something was wrong.

"That," he said dumbfoundedly, "this seems to be my gun。。。。。。 ”

"What your gun", Ren Chengjie paused as he packed up the parts, and said casually: "Isn't this my weapon?" ”

"Hahahaha", Yang Hua and the four of them burst into laughter, ignoring the sluggish Fan Lei.

At the intersection of the highway in Kyoto City, Yuan Lin couldn't help frowning when he looked at the crowded zombie crowd on the road in front of him, dozens of first-order and second-order zombies blocked the road into Kyoto, and now there were only two options in front of him, the first was to detour dozens of kilometers to another high-speed entrance, and the second was to kill it directly.

"Damn", the monk twisted his neck, cursed secretly, clenched his hands into fists, and rushed towards the zombie group.

"Roar!" A first-order zombie was the first to spot the trail of Death, and it let out an excited roar from its mouth, waving its claws and rushing towards Death.

"Bang!" A chill flashed in Yuan Li's eyes, and he waved his right arm in the face of the zombie rushing towards him, and at the moment when the zombie's claws were about to fall, his right hand accelerated in the air and hit the top of the zombie's head.

Black blood mixed with brain plasma splashed on his body, and he reached out to wipe the blood from his face, and continued to pounce forward.

"Aang!" There was an earth-shattering roar from the zombie group, and one after another first-order zombies rushed towards him, while second-order zombies were waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack.

Naturally, the death of the circle was not refused, and with every punch, the head of a first-order zombie was shattered. Black blood enveloped his body, unconsciously floating a layer of bloodthirsty killing intent in his heart.

"Roar!" With a roar, Enshu felt a killing force attack from his right side, and he jerked back and threw his back up, crashing into the body of a first-order zombie, a claw that shimmered with cold light pierced the place where he had been standing.

"Grass!" The monk looked in that direction, and it was a second-order zombie hiding in the first-order zombie group waiting for an opportunity to attack.

He rushed at it, and since you didn't have long eyes to provoke me, then I had to deal with you first.