"How's your injury?"

Song Xiaya frowned and came to the young man's face.

The crossbow bolt pierced the man's shoulder deeply, bleeding slowly, and he didn't dare pull it out.

"What's the situation?"

Leng Hao packed up his equipment and followed.

"His injuries are somewhat severe......"

With Song Xiaya's words after the examination, the young man and woman showed a look of helplessness and despair on their faces.

"Isn't it a crossbow arrow wound? Pick it out carefully, and then get some Yunnan Baiyao, and raise it for a few days? ”

That crossbow arrow was also obviously an inferior homemade product, and it was not very powerful in Leng Hao's eyes.

"You know what?"

Song Xiaya glanced at Leng Hao with some annoyance.

In fact, this injury is not a big injury in peacetime, as Leng Hao said, it is definitely good to recuperate.

But this is the last days, the last days when there is a lack of medical treatment.

Moreover, Leng Hao and the others still lack logistics and lack of "rats" in the camp.

In this case, the young man's injuries made him a complete burden.

As Song Xiaya spoke, the hands of the young man and woman were clenched, and silent tears were left on their faces.

"Yes, he needs a safe place to rest, and he needs at least many days of free food and shelter."

Leng Hao patted his head and shrugged.

"Dude, it's not that I don't help you, it's unrealistic to sacrifice myself for others."

Not to mention the current end times, even in the previous era, when strangers were injured, people mostly turned a blind eye.

"This handsome guy, I'm still a virgin. You save my brother, and I will sell myself to you as your slave. ”

It was the young girl on the side, who wiped the tears from her face, and looked at Leng Hao very firmly.

Seeing the girl say this calmly, Leng Hao was stunned for a moment.

But Song Xiaya beside him couldn't help kicking him with some taste: "Oh, young master, someone warms the bed." ”

"Wait. Beauty, I'm not used to this kind of deal. ”

Leng Hao waved his hand and said a little indifferently.

"I want to help you too, but I'm in a bad situation myself. It's okay to be a little busy, but this kind of big thing can't really help. ”

In fact, everyone has been kind in their hearts, but it does not mean that there will be a reward for paying.

So, people learn to do less good and protect themselves.

It's just that, looking at the pair of men and women in front of him, Leng Hao still has some feelings in his heart.

This kind of "rat" life is too fragile. Once injured, his fate is no different from this guy.

"Do you have a place to hide? We can drop you off. Other ......"

Leng Hao glanced at the corpses of the slave catchers over there: "Take those backpacks and materials that can be used." ”

Leng Hao still felt some hidden compassion, anyway, those extra backpacks, they didn't need them.

"Thank you, thank you."

The girl knelt on the ground without hesitation and kowtowed three times to Leng Hao.

Don't underestimate Leng Hao's little favor, it at least gives them a glimmer of hope for survival.

"Wait a minute, handsome, I know of a bomb shelter. A very strong and safe bomb shelter. ”

Suddenly, the boy bit his lip and said word by word to Leng Hao.

…………

"Do you really remember the road?"

Leng Hao, who was holding a mountain knife in his hand, looked at the nearby terrain with some frowns.

Behind him, Song Xiaya also clenched the mountain opening knife and kept scanning the grass around her.

And the girl who stopped Jiang Xiaoyu was holding her brother Jiang Mingrui, and at the same time carrying a huge backpack, stubbornly following Leng Hao and them.

"It's just ahead, but there's a couple of infected people in that place."

Jiang Mingrui's face was a little pale.

The crossbow arrow on his shoulder was dug out by Song Xiaya with a knife, the wound became larger, he bled a lot, and now he is very weak.

"How many? Don't you lie to us to be cannon fodder? ”

Song Xiaya asked a little unhappily.

If it weren't for the large amount of supplies today, the woman wouldn't have come to help.

"Actually, we didn't see the ...... clearly"

Jiang Mingrui pursed his lips and said a little intermittently.

"At first, we wanted to hide inside, but when we saw several infected, we had to run away."

As he spoke, Leng Hao and Song Xiaya's faces became more and more unsightly.

Jiang Mingrui also knew this, and hurriedly explained: "But the location of that air-raid shelter is really good, and ordinary people can't find it." We all have a camp. ”

"You're doing a good job."

Leng Hao crooked the corners of his mouth.

He saw through Jiang Mingrui's calculations, but Leng Hao also had his own plans.

It is too dangerous to survive in the wild, especially if there is a slave trapping team, and a place where you can shelter from the wind and rain is necessary.

Moreover, Leng Hao also wanted to see what the brother and sister knew.

After all, he couldn't completely listen to Song Xiaya alone.

"Ahead, it looks like an abandoned road."

Song Xiaya has been very quiet during this time, the woman is very smart, and Leng Hao's combat effectiveness has given him the qualifications to take the initiative.

"Are you on or am I on?"

Looking at the swaying "figures" on the highway not far away, Leng Hao asked Song Xiaya.

"I'll do it."

Song Xiaya picked up the simple crossbow, carefully put a crossbow arrow, and aimed it forward.

"Whoosh!"

A triangular arrow slams into the head of an infected subject, causing it to fall to the ground.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

In this silent grass, the advantages of crossbow arrows were brought into full play by Song Xiaya.

The long-range weapon, with almost no sound, allowed Song Xiaya to easily kill the four infected bodies that stood in the way.

Looking at Song Xiaya's aiming and shooting, Jiang Xiaoyu and their eyes showed a trace of deep envy.

They have never had a ranged weapon, and it is very dangerous to fight these infected in close combat.

"Alright, let's go out and have a look."

Seeing that all the infected subjects in front of him fell to the ground, Leng Hao stood up with some arrogance and walked towards the highway.

"Leng Hao, be careful."

Song Xiaya, who was still packing up the crossbow, complained, this guy was really careless.

"Haven't you killed all these infected?"

Leng Hao waved the mountain knife in his hand and looked at the entrance of the air-raid shelter in front of him that was almost completely obscured by creeper vines.

This place is really secret, if it weren't for Jiang Mingrui and them leading the way, even if they walked in front of them, they might not be able to find it.

Just as Leng Hao nodded in satisfaction, his pupils narrowed nervously.

In front of Leng Hao, among the dense creeper vines at the entrance of the air-raid shelter, a colorful thing that seemed to be humanoid was slowly rising from the creeper vines.

"Damn, what is this?"