The temperature in the carriage returned to the normal constant temperature of 20 degrees, and the faces of Yang Lan and Niuniu returned to a ruddy state due to the high temperature. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhao Jiayan peeked at Yang Lan and found that the woman he had been ignoring her appearance turned out to be more than ninety percent beautiful.

Yang Lan's intuition told him that the boss was spying on her, and his face turned even redder.

Holding Niuniu's hand didn't feel tight, and she was drunk.

Song Chaoyang got the result he wanted, and immediately said, "Boss, please give an order." ”

Zhao Jiayan smiled, "I'll be under the car later, and you guys will be in the car." Tuye drove around the clearing. Under the command of the rising sun, you use the windows to shoot outwards and do your best to destroy the zombies. ”

"Yes, boss." The crowd stood up and shouted in unison.

The next thing is the preparation time, Zhao Jiayan wants to bring ten grenades, and draw them one by one.

After painting ten grenades, Zhao Jiayan found that he could still draw patterns?

In his mind, on a fiery red stripe like solid glass, white flames were rapidly swimming along the stripe pattern.

When he paints the stripes, the flames will sprinkle red flames. These fire points are integrated into the blood of the painting pattern, which not only doubles the power of the pattern, but also makes Zhao Jiayan easily draw the pattern.

He now paints the pattern, just like the running of a flame, which is easy and smooth, saving more than half of his spirit.

This is good, Zhao Jiayan took the opportunity to draw all sixteen pistols with a stripe.

Sixteen bullets were selected, and Zhao Jiayan also painted a separation pattern.

Placing the sixteen striped bullets in Tuya's hand, he instructed, "These bullets are powerful enough to break the eagle's bones, so you can keep them for when necessary." ”

That's a good thing, and Tuya took the bullet in surprise, ready to press it all into a magazine.

Zhao Jiayan said again, "Pay attention, this shot will waste a gun." ”

"Ugh!" Tuya hurriedly withdrew the three bullets from the magazine, leaving only one inside. He solemnly put away the bullets and magazine.

This is the reason why Zhao Jiayan has always drawn lines on guns, but rarely on bullets. One bullet is wasted and one shot is lost, but two lines are wasted.

It was painted in blood! Scrap two at a time, distressed.

Besides, if it weren't for the small flames, he wouldn't have been able to draw so many bullets.

There were twenty pistols, each with four magazines and nearly 10,000 rounds. These are the results of Song Chaoyang's statistics of weapons, not much, really not much, just one zombie per shot, there are still 30,000 zombies left.

However, the boss has already given the order to play a big game, and Song Chaoyang will work hard to do it according to this order.

The boss just told him that everything in the car could be used, and it was up to him how to use it.

His eyes were fixed on the small pile of feathers, whether the green feathers or the black feathers were considered a good knife, regardless of size. If one person has one handful......

Cangshui and Xiao Gu are newly joined, their character is okay, and their strength is not clear, so he still needs to consider taking precautions.

Niu Niu is too young to figure out what she can do.

Song Chaoyang has one head and two majors, and the arrangement of personnel and the formulation of tactics all have to be considered by him.

This military advisor is really not good, after Song Chaoyang ordered his own arrangements, he rubbed his eyebrows and sighed.

Zhao Jiayan changed into a thick camouflage uniform, hung ten grenades on his body, and pinned two guns to his waist.

On the feet are high-top military boots, which is to prevent the blood of zombies from entering the shoes and making them uncomfortable.

After getting ready, Zhao Jiayan chuckled at the people in the car, opened the car door and jumped in.

Behind him, the Dawn turned on its headlights and slowly followed.

Walking up the street, in the lights of the Dawn, there were zombies that could not be seen at a glance.

Outside this circle of 100 meters in diameter, those zombies were restlessly walking in place.

Seeing Zhao Jiayan walking into sight, the zombies suddenly quieted down.

Tuya's palms were sweating, and the corners of his eyes were throbbing. Those gray-faced fellows, in this time of silence, are like demons from hell, demons who can kill people at any time.

Niuniu tried to look at the screen of the tablet with her eyes wide open, and her little hands adjusted from time to time so that the center of the screen was facing her father's figure.

Zhao Jiayan walked into the gray sea composed of zombie ashes, and when he stepped down, he frowned.

He didn't frown at the zombies as if they had an organization and were more difficult to deal with.

He knew he couldn't always expect his opponent to be brainless.

Nor for the murderous face of the zombie, which could not cause his heartbeat to change.

He frowned at the fact that there was a granular object under his feet, like the crystal nucleus of a zombie.

Didn't this crystal nucleus turn to ashes? Doesn't it mean that the crystal nucleus explodes violently when it encounters fire?

Niuniu watched her father stop, and under the advice of everyone, she bent down and groped for something on the ground.

"What is he doing?" I don't know how many people asked.

The people on the Dawn were, and the survivors of the TV set in Sinanseong were the survivors. In the conference room, the six bigwigs who sat together again were.

Niuniu was only in charge of recording, she clicked on the real-time send without noticing, and about five minutes before Zhao Jiayan got off the car, An Ji received the information requested by the video.

He clicked Receive, only to find that the screen was dark. Only Niuniu and Zhao Jiayan's coquettish voices, "Dad, Qiongqiong Xunwen boxing is the best, and I learned to shoot with Yang's mother, so you can also assign a window to Qiongqiong!" Qiongqiong also wants to kill zombies. ”

Girl? Window? Kill zombies? I don't understand, what does this mean?

Zhao Jiayan's voice sounded, "Niuniu, there are 40,000 zombies around the Dawn, are you afraid that you won't have a chance?" Hehe, you first learn from Mother Yang how they kill zombies, and when someone is tired, you can go up and change it, okay? ”

Niu Niu agreed, she will always listen to her father.

An Ji's scalp is numb, these 40,000 zombies surround Zhao Jiayan? This Zhao Jiayan is a national treasure, if there is a mistake, I am afraid that Dong Lao will suspect that he intends to frame him.

He wanted to ask Zhao Jiayan where he was immediately, and he had even thought of sending a rescue force.

But he kept his mouth shut again. If Zhao Jiayan dies, his position will be as stable as Mount Tai. But Zhao Jiayan is dead, so Huaguo will lack the guidance of the end, can it survive in the apocalypse?

Angels and demons tempted him at the same time.

Xiao Wang, who was sorting out the manuscript of what Zhao Jiayan said, looked up and saw An Ji's uncertain face, and he was shocked.

My father had never been like this, so what's wrong?

He stood up.

An Ji's inner struggle paused because Xiao Wang got up. Xiao Wang, who stopped him from speaking out, waved him over, and wrote down the origin of the incident and his inner struggle on a piece of paper.

Xiao Wang is not young, he is thirty-five years old this year, he has enjoyed the taste of power, and he understands the struggle of his father-in-law.

He took out a lighter and lit the paper first, and used this paper to light a cigarette for his father-in-law and himself, and took a deep breath.

Spit it out, Xiao Wang quickly picked up a piece of paper and wrote on it, "Father, Zhao's role is to lead the development direction of Huaguo. Dong Lao knows this very well. This kind of guidance can only play the greatest role in the outside world, not in this Xin'an City. Dong Lao also knows this. Your concerns, Dong Lao must be clear, so he didn't give Zhao any name and identity. ”

At this point, he stopped.

An Ji nodded, Dong Lao has been in the political arena for many years, and it is impossible for him not to guess his own thoughts.

Seeing that his father-in-law nodded, Xiao Wang chuckled and continued to write: "The suicide of the former president should also be committed by Dong Lao. Recently, according to my investigation, the former president secretly mobilized troops three days before the end of the day to prepare to become emperor. ”

An stood up with a pout, and looked at Xiao Wang with sharp eyes.

Xiao Wang nodded, and An Jimulan sat down.

"When my father came to power, it was smooth sailing, and it must have been Dong Lao's help. That Dong Lao took a fancy to his father? ”

Ann wrote on the paper, "That point? ”

The handwriting is very sloppy.

Xiao Wang wrote, "What Dong Lao likes is that what you do is for Huaguo, not for yourself. ”

An Jie Dawu, this can indeed be regarded as his greatest advantage, loyal to the country.

"As long as your father does things for the country, Dong Lao will not let people shake your position. Just because, you and Dong Lao are the same kind of people. ”

An Ji wrote a word, "Zhao", and added a big question mark.

Xiao Wang scratched his head, this father-in-law is old, his heart is small, and he just can't let go of this Mr. Zhao.

If it were him, he would have praised Zhao Jiayan happily a long time ago, and the higher he held it, the better.

At this time, the voice of Song Chaoyang arranging everyone's tasks came, and he stammered, and he was a novice when he heard it.

He didn't have Zhao Jiayan's voice, and let this novice play.

Xiao Wang's heart moved, and he thought of a way to persuade his father.

"Dad, even if your position is given to Zhao, Zhao is not willing to do it! Because, what Zhao chose was a solitary path. ”

"Alone?"