Chapter 17 Some Things Have to Be Ruthless

The wounded soldier's eyes were filled with fear.

His hands were tied with belts, and he was pressed to the ground by two other soldiers.

Luolin's pistol was pressed against the soldier's head, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"What other last words, say it!"

"No, Captain, help me, I don't want to die!"

The wounded soldier struggled with pleading expressions on his face.

"What else!"

Luo Lin shook his head, he couldn't agree to this request.

Being scratched by a zombie, no matter how big or small the wound is, is hopeless at this moment in the end times. They end up being zombies if they don't get dealt with.

The "......" soldier was silent, he had nothing more to say.

Luo Lin closed his eyes, his right hand trembling.

There is no way to pull the trigger in your hand.

"Captain, he's about to be corpsed!"

Suddenly, another soldier holding him down spoke.

The infected soldier's eyes suddenly bulged, and blood red crept up his eyes.

The skin on his face was torn apart, and small pieces were still falling off, revealing an abnormal flesh red.

The mouth opened, and the whole body trembled extremely.

"Bang!"

Yang Tian put down the gun in his hand, and the bullet from the muzzle of the gun pierced the soldier's head.

"Sometimes, making a painful determination will reduce his pain!"

Yang Tian is not a cold-blooded and ruthless person, on the battlefield abroad, when his comrades were injured, Yang Tian once carried him on his back to avoid the pursuit of thousands of enemy troops.

However, in the face of a situation where there is no cure, death may be the best relief for them.

"I see!"

Luolin's right hand, which could not be shot, hung down and nodded.

"I think you should contact the military, there are evolutions among the zombies, which requires the military personnel to take precautions and pay attention."

There are zombies comparable to ordinary people, maybe one is fine, but once the number increases, it is an extremely threatening existence for the unguarded army.

"Can't be contacted!"

After three or four contacts through the radio intercom equipment, Luo Lin showed a wry smile.

The remaining troops of the military on the outskirts of the city did not get in touch with them themselves.

The Taoist priest Hirayama stood up at this moment, walked in front of the three dead task force soldiers, and silently recited the death mantra in his mouth.

At this time, Li Boxian and Mu Qingshan took the daggers that Yang Tian had equipped them with before the battle, and began to perform a craniotomy on the zombie corpses on the ground.

One by one, the crystals were taken out, and the crystals taken from the middle-level zombies turned out to be pale green. Radiance.

"Falling Forest, how long do we have left!"

After repairing in place for a while, the stamina consumed before has been restored. Yang Tian looked at Luolin and asked.

"Six hours and thirteen minutes!"

Glancing at the watch in his hand, Luo Lin quickly calculated the time.

"Let's go, we don't seem to have much time!"

The time was not very abundant, and Yang Tianyi stood up from the ground.

The M21 was held in his hand and looked around through the laser sight.

"Daoist, do you think our boss is a magician!"

Li Boxian approached Pingshan, stared at Yang Tian and said.

"What's wrong?"

Regarding Li Boxian's sudden words, Hirayama obviously has some unclear reasons.

"There!"

Li Boxian pointed to Yang Tian's back, and at this moment, on Yang Tian's back, a Tang knife was on his back.

However, before, Yang Tian didn't have this thing.

"Whatever!"

Hirayama looked unconcerned, "I'd rather the boss be a magician, then we have meat every day!" ”

Speaking of which, Hirayama's face was filled with the color of "happiness".

"you, you are still an Amitayus Buddha every day, a pseudo-Taoist priest, I think you are a skinny Buddha without grain!"

"Immeasurable, you are a longevity Buddha, I am a Taoist priest, not a monk, okay!"

"Alas!"

Looking at the two people who were bickering, Han Lu and Mu Qingshan on the side had helpless looks on their faces.

Although they were also puzzled, where did Yang Tian's Tang knife come from.

But in the last days, everyone has secrets, not to mention that because of Yang Tian, they got rid of that kind of refugee camp-like life. There is no need to be in a state of hunger for a long time, but in the end you will die.

Listening to everything that happened behind him, Yang Tian couldn't help but smile.

The Tang Dao was naturally exchanged from within the executor system, and this was also a cold weapon with the highest point value required by Yang Tian at the current level.

Fifty points are worth more than just a Tang knife.

Sharp!

This is the special surname of this Tang knife.

The word sharp may seem like nothing, because the first requirement of almost all combat cold weapons is sharpness. But when he was just exchanging, Yang Tian made an unintentional move that made him see the true meaning of sharpness.

The ground is made of cement, and just now, I inserted it inadvertently, and nearly one-third of the blade was inserted into the cement floor, which was still inadvertent.

As you can imagine, this sharpness means something.

In other words, why did Yang Tian choose Tang Dao, in addition to being strong and long, there was another reason, that is, Yang Tian's love for this weapon.

He once learned Tang knives with a Chinese American, and holding Tang knives gave him a sense of handy.

However, Yang Tian's smile didn't last long, and his smile quickly changed.

A rich smell of blood permeated the air.

The corpse in a place, Yang Tian saw that it was a stump and a broken arm in a place.

Blood flowed freely on the ground, and the smell of death enveloped it.

Yang Tian's smile froze completely, and the bickering between Li Boxian and Pingshan also came to an abrupt end.

"It's our people!"

After checking the identification of the corpse, Luo Lin had already come up with such an answer.

"Han Lu, is there any danger here?"

Yang Tian looked at Han Lu beside him, Han Lu shook his head: "I didn't feel it!" ”

"It should have been done by the zombies just now!"

Examining their wounds, Yang Tian saw fresh bite marks.

"Let's go, we should be careful!"

Now is not the time to be sad, and death in the last days is the most normal.

What we need to do now is not only to seize food and other materials, but also to save our lives.

Jumping over these corpses, Yang Tian and the others marched forward.

Luo Lin also realized that Han Lu was not simple, and gave an order to the soldiers of the task force to protect Han Xue!

At this moment, for Yang Tian and them, Han Xue's role was more important than the radar before the end of the world.

And everyone's expressions began to be solemn at this moment.

This is the end of the world, and it will be full of dangers at any time.

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