Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Miserable Soldiers
In the slightly narrow aisle of the warehouse, two groups of people are looking at each other.
It is not appropriate to say that it is two groups of people, because there is only one person on one of them.
After getting what he wanted, Wu Sheng planned to leave the warehouse, although he was very interested in those guns, but if he couldn't get it, it would be nothing, anyway, if he really got it, he wouldn't use it.
But just as he was about to leave, the road when he came was blocked by Sun Liang and the others.
"What do you want to do?" Wu Sheng's brows furrowed slightly, and he asked with some dissatisfaction.
"Why did you kill Wu Laosan?" Sun Liang asked in a tangled manner, even if he was very frightened in his heart, but there were some things that he didn't understand, and he was always unwilling.
Since you have already made the move to risk your life, then you have to die to understand it, right?
Wu Sheng pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "It turns out that that guy is also surnamed Wu, and he is also worthy." ”
"Answer my question!" Sun Liang raised the muzzle of the gun slightly in annoyance, and when he was about to aim at Wu Sheng, his hand shrank unconsciously.
Under the dim light, those calm eyes made him feel that he didn't dare to look at him.
It's ridiculous, but it's true.
"If you want to know the answer, find it yourself, I'm not your master, there's no need to answer your question." As he spoke, Wu Sheng's body had already passed through the middle of the five people like lightning, and he didn't even have time to react.
Physical training will not only increase the strength of the body, but also the strength and speed will be multiplied.
Today's Wu Sheng's speed is far beyond ordinary people, and if he runs at full speed, the speed is comparable to that of a car in the city, which is very exaggerated.
He himself was very satisfied with this, and with such ability, he had the strength to fight even in the face of such long-range weapons.
Wu Sheng's footsteps were still echoing, and a drop of sweat fell from Sun Liang's forehead.
When Wu Laosan was killed just now, it happened too quickly, they just felt that the person was already dead as soon as they saw a flower.
But now, when he really felt people walking past him, and even saw his figure, he couldn't keep up with his speed, so he could only let him walk past him.
That feeling of powerlessness made Sun Liang want to go crazy, but he was helpless.
"Captain, he doesn't seem to have taken the food with him." Da Niu was the first to come to his senses, but his focus was obviously different from others.
"Then, let's look for it, there should be a place to store food in this warehouse." Sun Liang said, signaling that they could search on their own, and he slowly sat down against the shelf.
Wu Sheng didn't care about their mood, pushed open the door of the warehouse by himself, and walked straight out.
The remaining five members of the squad began to search for food in the warehouse.
But the food was not found, but the exclamation of one of the team members was heard.
"What's wrong!" Sun Liang immediately stood up and ran over nervously.
"Team, captain, vomit—" The team member pointed to the box with a trembling hand, turned around and began to vomit, looking at it, it was very miserable.
Sun Liang frowned, he was very familiar with his team members, those who could enter the city and retreat with their whole body were basically the elites of the team, and it was impossible to be easily defeated.
With doubts, he probed in and took a look, just one glance, he suddenly felt some discomfort in his stomach, forced the urge to gag back two steps, took a deep breath, turned around and rushed towards Wu Laosan's body.
"You liar, bastard, I'm going to kill you!"
Those who didn't see the situation were a little confused about the performance of their comrades and captains, and they all leaned over to take a look, and immediately vomited.
They hadn't eaten for a day, but they couldn't vomit anything.
After retching for a long time, the bile was about to vomit out, and I finally felt better.
Da Niu sat on the ground and gasped hard, and said angrily: "Captain, I just said that this guy is not a good person, and he actually eats people for us, I, vomit-"
"That's it, this kind of person, he should be killed, I always thought he was a good person. Now that I think about it, we blamed that little brother for it. After all, Sun Liang is the captain and has more knowledge than these young players, so he didn't continue to vomit, but became suffering from gains and losses.
Just now, he was thinking about being inseparable from Wu Sheng, but now after realizing that he was wrong to blame the other party, he felt a little guilty.
I want to apologize, but I feel that I and others were a little too much just now, but in the last days, it's not okay to be careless.
Even Wu Laosan and other cannibalistic guys exist, which shows the horror of people's hearts.
In the past, Sun Liang always felt that their enemies were just zombies, and as long as they killed these man-eating monsters, they could regain control of the world.
Now it seems that this idea is so naïve, and humans are more terrifying than zombies. In order to survive, they did everything, and those people did not become zombies, most of them were killed while they were alive.
Thinking of the meat they had eaten for so long, he suddenly had a creepy feeling, how many people did that guy kill?
"Captain, let's ......" Da Niu wanted to say something, but he was a little twisted.
"Keep up, only by following him, can we have hope of living." Sun Liang made a decision as soon as possible.
This factory has a furnace that specializes in handling metal, and it is a very large furnace of that kind.
Wu Sheng had already discovered it when he went to look for materials before, so there was naturally no need to take a detour at this time.
He went straight to the stove, took out some of the fine iron, and looked at the quantity, which was estimated to be enough to make a sword, and ran to light the fire.
The cultivation of the Qi cultivation period couldn't use any practical spells, and he couldn't even do a small trick like the fire technique, and he didn't know that there was such a convenient thing as a lighter, so he had to play the method that primitive people were used to, drilling wood to make fire.
There were quite a few factories in the factory, which were basically dry, so they went to a section of wood, cut off the core, found a branch, and began the long fire-making project.
Seeing a trace of sparks appearing, Wu Sheng happily prepared to ignite the newspaper next to him, but heard the sound of running outside, and some people were shouting for help.
A gust of wind blew, and the small spark that had finally come out was extinguished instantly.
"Damn it!" Wu Sheng was immediately angry, this is the result of his hard work for half a day!
Dropping the wood in his hand, he strode directly towards the outside, and suddenly heard the sound of gunfire and running, and his consciousness was released, just on the left side of this factory, a group of zombies were surrounding there, and the sound of gunfire came from there.
Don't think about it, it must be Sun Liang and others who came out.
Wu Sheng pursed his lips and prepared to go back to continue his drilling wood for fire, like this guy who doesn't know the hearts of good people and spoils his good deeds, he really has no mood to save it.
"Help, Wu Sheng, help me, I can take you to our camp!"