If you want to be a real hero, you have no choice, and you often have to succeed or become a beneficiary. —————— what Che Xun said when he recalled the situation at that time. The Legend of Che Xun

"Haven't you come back yet?" Yang Chen walked back and forth.

"Yes! I'm afraid something has happened! Zhang Yifan looked at the map with a very serious expression.

"I'll take a trip!"

Che Xun didn't know about Yang Chen, and now he was concentrating on selecting equipment.

The meaningless has been thrown aside, and the helmet on his head has been placed on the ground.

Because it was summer, Che Xun only had a combat vest on him, and the others were completely pre-apocalyptic camouflage uniforms.

Opening the backpack, Che Xun unexpectedly found that his combat suit was actually inside. It's too hot in summer, and this combat suit is worn in spring, winter and autumn. It seems that it was released by Yang Chen!

I thought of Yang Chen, and I thought of my best brother, Che Xun, for a while.

"No matter what, I have to go back," Che Xun said secretly.

Taking off his clothes, Che Xun kept only one pair of pants, and then put on the entire set of combat uniforms.

The combat suit was very thick, and it was lined with a layer of silk, and it would get soaked after wearing it in the summer, but for safety, Che Xun endured it.

The combat suit is divided into two parts, and the top is a vest. There is a row of magazine pockets on his chest, which can hold eight rifle and submachine gun magazines on the left and right, but Che Xun only has a sniper rifle in his hand, so he can only put eight magazines on his left chest. The left and right ribs are two deep pockets for something.

Underneath are the trousers, which have no pockets, only two holsters on the left and right, and two kettle covers on the left and right in the back. On the left and right thighs are two rows of magazine pockets, just enough to fit the twenty pistol magazines of Che Xun, and at the calves are two knife holders.

The entire combat suit is very well-proportioned, and the design of each combat pocket is very reasonable, which allows the car to replace the magazine as quickly as possible.

Che Xun took out the spare equipment in his backpack, two Type 13 pistols, twenty magazines, two Mitsubishi machetes, two pieces of 300-gram chocolate, as well as a small bag of candy and three packets of 500-gram compressed biscuits, as well as two individual rations and a military kettle.

It's a pity that there is no walkie-talkie, the original walkie-talkie was on the captain of the first team, but he died.

"In the future, you must add a walkie-talkie to the spare equipment," Che Xun muttered secretly.

Suddenly, Che Xun was a little hungry, and when he looked at the time, he remembered that he had not eaten for 10 hours since 7 o'clock last night.

"Wang He, there are just two individual rations, we have a mouthful, give"

Che Xun threw a single ration to Wang He, and then handed Wang He his original pistol and ten magazines: "I see that you only have a pistol, and this one is for you to spare." ”

Wang He wanted to refuse, but was forced into his hand by Che Xun, so he had to take it

Che Xun tore open the individual soldier's rations and ate it in a big gulp.

"Wang He, hurry up and eat. When you are full, you have the strength to flee for your life. ”

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Che Xun and the others are eating breakfast here, and the one-eyed zombie cat outside is also eating. It's just that it eats the corpses of zombies and the remains of sacrificed warriors.

Licked his tongue.

This is far from enough, the one-eyed zombie cat lowered its head and sniffed on the ground, raising its head from time to time, and one of its eyes showed greed, desire... and so on.

Slowly, the one-eyed zombie cat came to the bottom of the three-story building where Che Xun and the others were hiding.

Wang He ate quickly, and he solved the individual soldier's rations in three or two bites. It's Che Xun, who is usually used to chewing slowly at home, and now he has only eaten half of it. While eating, there is water on the other side.

Suddenly, a bell rang in the room.

Che Xun's movements stopped immediately, and Wang He also took off the bell nervously.

On the way up, Wang He vigilantly hung fishing lines in various windows and staircases, and the end of the fishing line was connected to this bell. When the bell rings, it means that something has come in

The house had only one window and a door, and outside the window was a steep wall with tiles glued to it, making it impossible for anything to climb on.

Che Xun ate the rest of the food in three or two bites, drank another sip of water and sent it away. Then put the backpack on your back as fast as possible and secure it. Then he picked up his rifle and looked nervously at the closed door.

Behind the door was a three-meter-long corridor, and the corridor was quiet at this time, and only the breathing of Che Xun and Wang He remained in the whole room.

Suddenly, there was a sound of a wooden board being pierced, and then a purple claw appeared on the solid wood door, and the dark red, more than an inch long nail exuded a faint sheen.

"Ping Pong"

"Dada~~"

The next moment when the cat's paw appeared, Che Xun and Wang He shot at the same time, but Wang He only fired one shot, and Che Xun almost ran out of the entire magazine.

"It's the zombie cat"

Wang He shouted nervously, replaced it with a new magazine, and kept shooting it again in one breath.

The solid wood door was smashed, and the lower part of the entire door was directly broken, and a few pieces fell with a few squeaks.

Che Xun and Wang He crouched down and looked out through the bullet hole, but the corridor was empty with only one bullet hole.

"Where's the zombie cat?"

As soon as this thought flashed through Che Xun's mind, he saw a black shadow flash, and he didn't want to fire the two guns at the same time.

"Bang Bang Bang~~"

"Dada~~"

There was another rain of bullets, and the door was completely smashed and fell to the ground, but the zombie cat was still nowhere to be seen.

"Save Bullets"

Che Xun knew that their only advantage now was this corridor, but once the bullets ran out, what awaited them was the slaughter of the zombie cats.

Wang He still had six submachine gun magazines, and while on guard, he took a special belt around his waist. The belt was full of pistol magazines, densely packed one by one, there were more than twenty of them, and there were many empty seats.

Che Xun took it, quickly wrapped it around his waist, and then raised his gun again.

The two of them waited for a few minutes, but there was still no trace of the zombie cat, and suddenly Che Xun heard a slight friction sound, thought of something, rushed to the window in three or two steps, and opened the window at once.

"Zombie cat!"

The moment he opened the window and poked his head down, the cold sweat on Che Xun's forehead suddenly burst out. The zombie cat is just a few meters below the window.

This is the first time that Che Xun has really seen this terrifying zombie cat up close.

One-eyed, purple, wolfdog-sized.

There are no obvious wounds on the body, and one eye shows excitement, hatred, and hunger?

There is actually emotion in the eyes of the zombie cat?

This thought only flashed in Che Xun's mind, and then the gun in Che Xun's hand rang out.

"Bang Bang Bang~~"

The rifle had a total of 30 rounds, all of which hit the zombie cat. It's just that the zombie cat's reaction is not slow, and the moment the car gun sounds, the zombie cat's entire body seems to fall quickly below. Although Che Xun's bullet hit, it only hit its body, breaking a few hairs.

Watching the zombie cat disappear, Che Xun felt that his back was soaked.

Time passed minute by minute, and in a blink of an eye, it was more than ten o'clock in the morning.

In the middle of this, the zombie cat came a few more times, but they were all repelled by Che Xun and Wang He. However, Che Xun also consumed a lot of bullets. Che Xun was okay, there were still more than forty magazines, and Wang He only had three submachine gun magazines left.

"Hey, by the way, Wang He, how can you get such a belt, it's very convenient."

The zombie cat hadn't come for more than half an hour, so Che Xun found a place to sit down and chatted with Wang He. After all, human nerves can't be so tight all the time.

"I fooled us, Captain Zhang Nanxi taught us some marksmanship skills, but my accuracy was really bad. I thought, even if I miss the head, I can always get a few hits with a pile of bullets. So I hired someone to make this belt. At first, I was complacent, but I didn't expect to be reprimanded by Captain Zhang Nanxi. ”

Wang He said with some regret: "Captain Zhang Nanxi said that this is just a bullet reserve, not a quick change magazine in the use of skills. I tried it later, and Captain Zhang Nanxi was right. This thing looks like it has a lot of magazines, but it's slow to death when it comes to changing magazines. ”

"I can't say that." Che Xun smiled: "If it weren't for your belt, I would have run out of ammunition by now." ”

Suddenly, the faces of the two of them tightened at the same time, and then they stood up nervously.

There was a knock on the door from the first floor.

"Not good" Che Xun was shocked: "If it's a zombie cat, there's no need to bang on the door at all, it must be coming with other zombies"

Before Che Xun finished speaking, he heard a loud noise, followed by a zombie roar from downstairs. Then, the sound of chaotic footsteps came from downstairs.

Wang He took out a coil of rope from his backpack, and there was a gripper at the front of the rope.

"Captain, if you can't stand it for a while, you will escape through the window, this rope is ten meters long, which is almost three stories high."

"Okay, this is not a place to stay for a long time, let's go"

Che Xun buckled the gripper to the windowsill and threw the rope down.

"Captain, you go first"

"Okay, hurry up" Che Xun did not hesitate and quickly slid down the rope, and after a few seconds, he landed safely.

"Captain, I'm sorry! You go first, someone needs to hold these zombies down here," Wang He's words rang out in the dense gunfire.

Cha Xun was stunned, and the last of his warriors followed in the footsteps of his predecessors before him.

At this moment, Che Xun hated himself extremely much, why he couldn't beat the zombie cat, why did this damn doomsday happen

Wang He, he is only 20 years old.

The gunshots upstairs were still there, mixed with Wang He's roar.

One side lives, the other side dies! How do I choose? Is it an escape? Still is

Che Xun looked at Wang He, "I! How to choose! ”

"Captain! Let's go! Wang He yelled at the car!

Che Xun nodded and quickly climbed up again! "How can you bear it alone? I! But you're the captain! ”

"Captain!" Wang He said, tears suddenly welling up in his eyes.

"Cry a fart! Maybe we won't die! ”

"My name is Che Xun! It's a choice I made! Can I live? ”