On August 1st, at 6 o'clock in the morning, the summer morning was always so early, but on the morning of the 1st, the weather was a little gloomy, and the mountain wind on the cemetery came a little violently, as if we were still in the middle of summer yesterday, and overnight it was autumn with a sad wind and angry howl. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info even, there was a little rain, although it was still only sporadic but also a little bleak.

Lin Lu asked me which Chinese teacher taught me? The picture of an unexpected encounter between the survivors made me feel full of conspiracy.

And I replied to her that my brother is a Chinese teacher himself! I didn't tell her that when I graduated from college, my father asked me to take the teacher recruitment exam, and in order to comply with his old man's wishes, I took the exam indiscriminately, and as a result, I was full of poetry and books, and I passed the exam. It is still the No. 14 Middle School in Xuanwu District, which is a provincial key high school. The old residents of the real Guangyin City know that the new urban area on the south bank of the Guangyin River is in full swing, making the city look like a prosperous and modern metropolis, but if you want to talk about culture and education, you still have to look at the old city on the north bank.

Xuanwu District No. 14 Middle School is one of the city's four key high schools alongside Guangyin No. 1 Middle School, Guangyin Normal University High School, and Suzaku Experimental No. 1 Middle School. But then I wanted to infiltrate the police force and become an honorable civil servant, so I didn't sign an agreement with the 14th Middle School. But fate played a huge joke on me, and when I was ready to put on my police uniform, I missed out on many opportunities, including the opportunity to be a famous teacher, and no job will be left where it is.

I have forgotten that I have had such a bullish experience, if I hadn't been molested by a certain boss in the police force, what would I have been like later? Is it a young famous Chinese teacher in the education circle of Guangyin City, or a teacher scum who specializes in hooking up with underage girls?

I think the former is a bit more likely, because at least three or more women have said to me, actually, you're a good person. Well, I'm a good guy with a lewd appearance and a tearful purity on the inside, so good that women end up ashamed of themselves and don't dare to come near me...... I rub!

But now, the past is really a thing of the past. Whether it's a famous teacher or a hooligan, now, everything makes sense only if you stand here as a living person.

By the time we found the other team's convoy, we were all up in bed. In fact, since the outbreak of the disaster, no one has been able to sleep until the sun burns their buttocks, insomnia, and sudden awakening are our norms, only that time and Lin Lu slept a little more peacefully on the abandoned locomotive, and still woke up early. When I was in the city university, someone woke up crying from sleep every night, and many times we couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality, because in and out of dreams, there was death and killing, and all of them were fragmented bodies, and the difference was only that if we were dreaming, at least we could wake up.

The convoy came from the other side of the mountain, and I had noticed the trail yesterday, and reaching the cemetery administration was not the end, but the road was so deserted and covered with dense weeds that at first glance it would seem that there was no road left. The team that was found was Zhao Mo and Long Mang who were on duty from 4 o'clock to 6 o'clock in the morning, this was the most sleepy point in time, except for the two of them, I couldn't think of anyone else who could take on this heavy responsibility. By that time, we had all woken up and were walking to the faucet outside the kitchen in the management office to brush our teeth, and by the way, we hadn't brushed our teeth in years, and it was a great blessing to be able to brush our teeth now. And even though we had all woken up, we suddenly heard a gunshot that shook us all.

It was Long Mang who shot at him, this Miao guy who grew up abroad knows the importance of warning shots better than us, he shot 300 meters away, and if the other party continues to advance, he will fire another shot within 200 meters, but no longer aiming at the sky, but at the other party's car. If the other person moves on...... By that time we were all ready for battle. At this time, I really regret that Li Di didn't leave me a bazooka, there is that thing, such a narrow mountain road, the first car was scrapped, and the car behind didn't want to fly over.

When I heard the gunshot, I didn't even spit out the foam in my mouth, and ran straight to the roof of the management office. When I got to the top of the building, I saw Long Mang half-squatting behind the cement guardrail on the roof, the gun was mounted on the guardrail, a very standard kneeling posture to shoot in a combat posture, and Zhao Mo was far less passionate about firearms than he was for cold weapons, just holding the gun and squatting next to Long Mang, silently staring into the distance.

300 meters, with my eyesight, I don't need any telescopes to see the faces of people on the other side. The other party said that it was a convoy, but it was much more humble than us, and it was a Mitsubishi Pajero at the head, with traces of continuous collisions on the front of the car, and some flesh and blood that had not been washed. Behind the Pajero is a Lifan S7, and the windshield has some cracks. Then there was a Buick GL8 and a Honda Odyssey, followed by a yellow school bus, with a long nose, I don't know what brand, and finally a red van truck, flat-headed, Dongfeng or liberation I can't tell.

Lin Zhuoran also came up, took a look, and said, "There are also 6 cars in total, but according to the passenger capacity of these cars, there can be up to fifty or sixty people." I can't let them come over for the time being, so let's take a look first. ”

Even Lin Zhuoran said so, I smiled and said, "Then go and see, Brother Mo, let's go." Lao Lin stayed here to keep his guard, and Long Mang went down to protect our people. ”

Lin Zhuoran pulled me and said, "Shall I go?" ”

I shook my head and said, "You're too bookish and don't seem to be a deterrent." No matter who comes, at least we can't make it easy for them to covet us. ”

However, is my appearance a deterrent? Lin Lu said that I look like a lewd uncle, is this kind of appearance a deterrent? I touched the beard on my chin that had grown about the same size as Marx for so many days, and I thought there was.

Hearing the gunshots, those people had already stopped the car, they were not zombies, they knew what the consequences of being shot would be. Then I saw someone get out of the car, take off a white shirt, break a branch on the side of the road and jump up, which is a sign that they are not hostile. Whether there is hostility or not, it is in each person's heart, who can see it?

I asked everyone to get ready for battle, and most of them were a little dazed, because this time we weren't dealing with zombies, but they did it anyway. And I carried the "ghost devouring" on my back, took the 88 sniper in my hand, and walked over with Zhao Mo.

"We are survivors." The one in the white shirt, only the ribs were exposed, a middle-aged man, looking haggard and full of strong stench, we were like this two days ago, but now in the face of such people, I feel like I almost came from an alien.

In fact, if you look closely, he said that middle age is a bit too old, in his thirties, at most one or two years older than me. He looks thin, but he is almost 1.8 meters tall, and he is also a man if he eats meat for a few days to grow his muscles back. The appearance is very ordinary, but there is a scar between the eyebrows and the nose, and it looks quite fierce. I was not afraid to see us holding a gun, and in addition to looking at us, my eyes also looked at my collar badge.

I know that my collar badge has "MB", which is the emblem of the militia, so what? Lao Tzu is now the militia squad leader, what about you? It's still a group of refugees.

In fact, I was still very vain when I saw this kind of person with a scar on his face in the past, even if this kind of person is not a bad person, but he was stabbed in the face, he is definitely a person with a story. In the past, whether he was wearing a suit or an old man's sweatshirt, I would walk around. But I'm not vain, firstly, there are so many people who are born to live and die, and there are not many things to be afraid of, and secondly, the special Lao Tzu has a gun in his hand, and you are still glaring at me with your eyes?!

So I'm looking at him when he's looking at me, isn't that just the right eye? Who is afraid of whom? I didn't say anything or ask anything, just pulled the bolt, and when I heard the voice, he finally looked away and said, "We are survivors, there is no malice." ”

I snorted and asked, "Is there any malice that is not lip service?" Survivor, what's the name? Where did it come from? How many people are there? Where are you going? ”

"Hey, why do you have so many problems as a soldier?" The scarface in front of me was not impatient with my questioning, but someone in the car behind him was impatient, poked his head out of the window, and shouted at me dissatisfiedly, "Amazing guns?" So many people have died, and you soldiers don't have the ability to protect the people and don't get out, what kind of big-tailed wolf are you here? ”

I looked up, it was a man in his early forties, wearing a brand-name suit, although it was very dirty and wrinkled, but I could see that the suit cost 20,000 yuan, after all, I have been mixed for more than ten years, and I have been involved in many industries, and I still have this eyesight. Needless to say, a person who wears this kind of suit to work must also be an executive in the company, and in the government, he must be a bureau level, and he looks a little obscene. Lin Lu said that I was obscene, which meant that I was obscene in my thoughts, but this guy was obscene just because of his appearance, and he spoke so impulsively, he was not really capable. Otherwise, like Lin Zhuoran, like Mu Qiuye, who is inconspicuous, there is no need to be so stinky and conspicuous.

I didn't speak, but beckoned to the man in the suit and motioned for him to come down. Scar Man looked at me and didn't speak. Actually, I don't want to do anything to the man in the suit, my idea is very simple, that is, to understand the relationship between them first. Scarface was silent, and it seemed to me that they didn't have much friendship at least, because he could see what I was going to do next.

"What's your attitude?" The man in the suit was very angry at my contemptuous way of greeting, and in a fit of rage, he pushed the car door and jumped down, blushing and shouting at me: "Hey, I said to be a soldier, what kind of attitude do you have?" I just said that you don't know how to reflect, do you really think you are what kind of character? Your troops? Who are your leaders? Do you know that I have had dinner with the head of the provincial military district? Seeing that you don't even have stars on your shoulders, you are a big-headed soldier who is so desperate, and you dare to ...... me Yes! ”

The more he talked, the more energetic he became, and I didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so I smashed it with the butt of my gun.

Refreshing!

It's not the same as cutting zombies, it's really different. At first, I was afraid to see zombies, and after the first time I shot the zombie's head with a gun, my heart was churning and I wanted to vomit, and then I was numb to the chopping and chopping, and now I don't feel the zombie's head rolling, it's not that I don't feel it, it's really numb. But chopping zombies has never given me any pleasure, I don't pretend to say that they are still human, I feel guilty in my hands, but I don't feel any pleasure, I'm not so perverted. Later, I also killed people, killed the black boss Xu Biao and the fat chef Jiang Jingchuan, although physiologically speaking, there was no feeling of nausea and vomiting at that time, but psychologically, I still couldn't let go for a long time.

But I really felt good about smashing the man in a suit in front of me with the butt of a gun, and watching him scream and spit out a mouthful of blood, as well as two front teeth.

It seems that I still have some violent tendencies in my heart. (To be continued.) )