When Leng Hao saw Song Xiaya's half-squatting and slowly moving body dressed in camouflage uniform, his mood relaxed suddenly.

In fact, Song Xiaya, who has no makeup and is often disgraced, is far less attractive than the groups of beauties in Hengdian in addition to her figure.

However, I don't know when, Leng Hao has become a little accustomed to this woman by his side.

"What's going on?"

"Leng Hao, are you here?"

Song Xiaya turned her head in some surprise, and when she saw Leng Hao and the three of them following up, she immediately pointed her finger into the distance.

"Leng Hao, do you remember that Hu Jun? The one we built him a tomb for? ”

Of course, Leng Hao remembered that it was at that time that he decided never to be a mouse.

"The graves of the three of them have been ripped up, the entire graves have been dug up, and the bodies have been turned over."

When Song Xiaya said this, her whole person was a little depressed.

When Leng Hao saw Hu Jun's corpses that had rotted and emitted a stench, his face was also solemn.

The clothes and knives of the three Hu Jun were not taken away, and those who turned over their graves seemed to be just checking them.

This made Jiang Mingrui's heart tremble even more.

A rat in the last days will not do such a meaningless thing.

"Everyone gather and be on guard. Where did Zhang Ye go? ”

Leng Hao had to prepare for the worst.

"Zhang Ye said that he found some traces of human progress and went to reconnoitre."

"We're going to follow, which way he's going?"

Leng Hao's feeling was getting worse and worse, and he had a hunch that these people who turned over the grave might have come to find them.

Thanks to Song Xiaya, it was a coincidence that they found out that the abnormality of the tomb was very coincidental, and they immediately paid attention to hiding themselves, and now Leng Hao was able to redeem a little bit of initiative.

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The jungle here is very dense with weeds, which also brings Leng Hao some convenience for them to move.

With mental calculations or unintentional, Leng Hao and the others quickly found Zhang Ye who was slowly crawling on a small hillside.

Looking at the man in the distance, who was cautious and paid attention to the movements around him from time to time, Leng Hao's eyes revealed a hint of relief.

"Zhang Ye, what's the situation?"

When the five of them got together, everyone was visibly relieved.

"Brother Hao, the team over there seems to be looking for us."

Through the dense weeds, Leng Hao saw the scene in the distance.

More than thirty or forty men with some fierce men holding all kinds of knives in their hands, searched along the path that Leng Hao had stepped out of a few days ago.

And among them were two men who were talking, one of them carrying an eight-one bar, and the other a rare shotgun.

Although these men are also full of stubble and disheveled, their complexion and physical strength are obviously much better than those of Zhang Ye, a miscellaneous soldier at the beginning.

"Who are they?"

Leng Hao glanced at those people a little strangely, didn't he say that the physical strength of the rats was very poor?

"Those guys might be slave catchers."

"And it could be a combination of two slave catchers."

Looking at the two leaders who were faintly guarded, Song Xiaya muttered quietly.

"Damn, it's hard to deal with."

Leng Hao looked at the advancing team carefully and sighed.

These big men were all in groups of three, separated by fours, and it was impossible to rush into their crowd at once.

Moreover, the two leaders obviously have some experience, and when they talk, they are constantly moving, even if they want to sneak attack, it is not easy.

", if Lao Tzu has enough bullets, killing you is like killing chickens."

Leng Hao muttered resentfully, retreated down the hillside, and took Song Xiaya and the others to leave on the path.

"If rats can have plenty of bullets, do we still need to be rats?"

Jiang Mingrui shrugged his shoulders and kept up with Leng Hao's pace.

"If they continue to search like this, it may only take half a day to find the bomb shelter."

"What then? We've got a lot of jerky over there. ”

After moving away from the search team, the five of them had a heated discussion.

Especially Song Xiaya and Jiang Xiaoyu, the two women, reacted particularly fiercely at this time.

On weekdays, they are almost as rational as men, silently bearing the pressure of the end times.

However, when Leng Hao said that he might give up the bomb shelter, the woman suddenly quit.

For them, the somewhat cold and damp air-raid shelter is like a warm home that they are very attached to in their hearts.

"What's the hurry? Hear me out. ”

Leng Hao touched his chin and glared at the two women.

"Now there are too many of them, we are not opponents."

"The best thing to do is to keep them apart, and to separate these people, the way I have come up with at the moment is the jerky of bomb shelters."

The corners of Leng Hao's mouth curled slightly.

"Jiang Mingrui, if you suddenly see hundreds of catties of meat, put it in a cave in the wild. There's another team of people next to you, what are you going to do? ”

Jiang Mingrui and Zhang Ye on the side suddenly showed a trace of ruthlessness in their eyes, and the two said in unison.

"Kill them, all of them are Lao Tzu."

After saying that, both of them smiled embarrassedly.

"Yes, even if those people were calm and divided their own jerky, they would have gone their separate ways when they returned. And at that time, it was our chance. ”

Leng Hao clenched his fists suddenly.

After watching a lot of movies in Hengdian, Leng Hao also understood that some screenwriters' routines were just used to learn and apply.

With Leng Hao's explanation, Song Xiaya and the two daughters gradually understood.

"But it's not that simple to do a good job in this game. I want some more details, come, I'll tell you. ”

Leng Hao's eyebrows rose, and he smiled a little obscenely at Jiang Yu, the little girl.

"Zhang Ye, this gun will be used. There are only five bullets, so you need to save a little. ”

When Leng Hao handed over the Bayi Bar Rifle in his hand to Zhang Ye, this man was so excited that his hands were trembling.

What Leng Hao handed over to him was a firearm that could kill people, and in this post-apocalyptic era, a person with a gun in his hand is naturally superior.

"Yes, yes. Brother Hao, I will definitely cover you! ”

Zhang Ye's heart swelled with pride, since the end of the world, no one has trusted him so much.

And the brothers and sisters Song Xiaya and Jiang Mingrui on the side all smiled.

From this moment on, they and Zhang Ye were companions.

"I don't want to live like that before, Brother Hao, we're going to win, aren't we!"

"Come on, everyone! Let's go! ”

With Leng Hao's arrangement, soon, all five people were assigned tasks, the five hands were held together, and everyone shouted and scattered in all directions.

Under the pressure of a powerful enemy, they chose to fight for it.

Not only because of Leng Hao's strong personal force, but also because they are far more comfortable in this team than before.

They believed that it was much better to follow Leng Hao than to surrender and become a miscellaneous soldier.