Han Xing, who was standing behind Zhao Xinghua's side, wanted to compete with Zhao Xinghua on the number of zombies killed, but he gave up after a few knives, although he constantly controlled three kitchen knives to dance around his body, but not every knife shot would be successful, and in this environment, he was also worried that if he was not well controlled, the flying kitchen knife would be embedded in the bones of the zombies and could not be recovered, and it had not yet reached the strength that each knife could cut off the head.

The battle ended in less than thirty minutes, killing nearly a thousand zombies twice, and the street floor was covered with a layer of zombie corpses.

Both groups of people each found a shady place to sit down and breathe, to see if anyone was injured, in this kind of scuffle, they were slightly scratched and bitten by zombies in this kind of scuffle, and they often did not notice it on the spot, and sure enough, two people on Han Xing's side made a sound of wailing and crying, and the others also had a very bad face, one of the injured and crying big boys stood up and asked everyone to give him a good time, Han Xing and others were very depressed, although these people got together after the end of the world, and the time was not very long, but they were also born and died with each other. Han Xing stood up and hugged the crying boy hard, turned around and walked to the door of a store, kicked open the broken glass door, walked in, quickly took out a few bottles of wine from it, handed it to the boy, and said:

"Brother, this is 53 degrees Feitian Moutai, it turns out that our monthly salary can be drunk openly, and it can be regarded as a lottery for us after the end of the world, let's drink openly and get drunk."

Another boy who was still squatting on the ground and crying heard this, and also stood up and thought of something, and glanced at the Moutai in Han Xing's hand,

"Do I want Moutai, I want the royal salute in the 'Red Moon', at the last class reunion, the class leader ordered a bottle and didn't pour it for a few of us, saying that people like us don't deserve to drink. I can drink as much as I want now, and I have to go to the store to pick out some beautiful clothes for my mother and get a pair of designer sneakers for my sister. The boy cried and walked towards a KTV.

The bucktoothed young man suddenly stood up, pointed at Zhao Xinghua and the others, and shouted excitedly:

"Blame them! Blame them! It's not that they attract zombies because of their troubles, how can anyone need to die, and we can all live freely? ”

"Are you really living freely?"

Zhao Xinghua, who was still bowing his head and wiping the blade of the knife not far away, asked in a deep voice.

"After today's battle, you organize some men, and you will soon be able to recover your town. There are already places in the outside world that are planning to rebuild their homes and restore normal human society. You have the power to do this, so why don't you do it? ”

"Why are we doing this, we're doing all our best, and when the time comes, we're going to be the welcome at the bar? To be a waiter in a hotel? A wage earner who is looked down upon? Bucktooth shouted in disbelief.

"The world is no longer the same world, and there is no former order, and it is impossible to completely return to the past. If you can shelter the survivors today, then you are the future leader of these people, and this new gathering place will be your right to speak. As for the question of the redistribution of power after the restoration of the state in the future, it will be up to you to speak with the number of people you have saved and the strength you have wielded. If you have ambitions, then go to more places and don't stay in this small town in the mountains. Zhao Xinghua tempted with a tone that was almost instigating and inciting.

"Who the hell are you?" Han Xing finally couldn't help but ask.

"We are the Twilight Apostles." Tang Chao replied before Zhao Xinghua.

"What?" Han Xing said he didn't understand.

"Consider the words of our leader first. Do you want to keep messing around as you are now, or do you want to use this chaotic apocalypse to create a world that belongs to you. After Tang Chao finished speaking, he picked up the unknown Zhao Xinghua and walked towards a building in the distance, which turned out to be a bar. Liang Hanba also got up and followed, with the same confused expression.

Tang Chao punched through the door panel, reached in and unlocked the door from the inside, and pushed the door to let the sunlight into the dark bar.

Zhao Xinghua found a chair and sat down, without speaking, waiting for Tang Chao's explanation.

"Captain, what is the purpose of our coming out?" Tang Chao asked with sincerity and seriousness.

"Well, try to give the survivors hope of survival." Zhao Xinghua thought for a moment and replied.

"Yes, people like those just now, or other evolutionaries who we meet in the future who have the ability to open up a refuge, if we contact them in an official capacity, they will not trust us, because our status does not have the ability to give them security and commitment. When some people who lived at the bottom of the society before the end of the world were given great power, they were unwilling to return to the original world. Most evolutionaries have a thought process of confusion, excitement, and arrogance when they have abilities that ordinary people do not have. They will not be willing to accept the command of ordinary people, except for the soldiers in the army before the end of the world, they can retain discipline and obedience, and other people do not get enough benefits, in this chaotic world, it is unrealistic to obey the dispatch of an ordinary person and work for others, not everyone has a mind like you, captain. If you were the captain and you didn't join the army, and now suddenly someone came and said that he was the original mayor and asked you to obey his command to fight, no salary, no benefits, just a high hat with heroic feelings, would you obey him? ”

"No, it won't." Zhao Xinghua simply answered this question without even a trace of hesitation.

"That's what we had in mind when we first grabbed the helicopter, we wanted to live on our own terms and get out of the city. We observed that the creeper was also mindful of the direction of the helicopter on a daily basis, and wanted to preempt the helicopter out of the city before it found a base. At that time, we thought that as long as there were such terrible creatures, there was no chance for humans to survive in the city. I hope you understand, and I ask you to forgive us for the harm we have done to your comrades. ”

"I understand." Zhao Xinghua replied heavily.

"Now when we negotiate with these people or other evolutionaries in this situation in the future, and suggest that they take in the surviving humans, I don't think we can give out the official identity, captain, you are just a major in the military, recruiting these people will make them lose confidence and see no long-term benefits, unless the major general comes in person, in order to meet the status and security they need. Therefore, for ambitious people, we will be more interested in working together in a mysterious identity, and they will be more willing to believe in a mysterious power that does not exist. ”

"Yes, I'm not afraid that they are ambitious, and only ambitious people can shelter more survivors. As for what happens in the future, it doesn't matter, the first thing is to find a way to make more people survive. Zhao Xinghua echoed with some emotion.

Zhao Xinghua got up and walked to the back of the bar, picked up a bottle of Martini and opened it, took out three Finncy glasses from the wine rack, and then took out a few paper towels from the box on the table to wipe the glasses, and laid the cups on the bar. Reaching out and taking out a few different wine bottles, then mixing gin, cherry brandy, lemon juice, Bidali pomegranate juice, and Angstra bitters into a shaker glass, shaking for a while, pouring into the Fincy glass and adding some soda, and concentrating on the cocktail, he said:

"It's called Singapore Sling, it's a strange name, right? Since there is no ice right now, I can only pull this out. Zhao Xinghua pushed the two mixed cocktails in front of Tang Chao and Liang Hanba respectively.

"I don't like it now, we have to hide it from each other, what is the identity or organization of the Twilight Apostles? Don't lie to me, you came up with it on the spot, don't say it's in a movie or a game, I know you don't say it for nothing. Zhao Xinghua and Tang Chao touched their wine glasses and said.

"Yes, there are still several teams of evolutionaries in Suishi, they are not subordinate to each other, they are usually just cooperative, often go to a dangerous place together, and grab the materials they need from the corpses, after a while, these people formed a New Era Alliance, at the beginning of this alliance was still idle, the purpose of the establishment is to reduce the fighting of these teams, and at the same time to resist the invasion of other outsiders to seize resources. It wasn't until recently that a man appeared that the team of these evolutionaries began to integrate. Tang Chao drank the red liquor in the cup in one gulp.

"Hehe, this person must be Major Zhao." Zhao Xinghua said affirmatively.