In the silent fan-shaped garage square, two crowded figures are sneaking closer.

"Kauvsky, hurry up and keep up, the army is still eight minutes away......"

"Oh, why did we come here so early, why are there so many weeds in the damn place, I hate Toronto."

Kauvsky was a stout Russian man with an overgrown beard that obscured the contours of his face, and was as strong as a snow bear like most Russians.

"It is said that in your Russia, you like to bury yourself in the snow to wash away your sins."

Karfa of the Torontonian with the fire axe on his back in front of him turned around and said, Kaufsky was obviously a little dissatisfied, he pulled out the long machete behind his back and looked at the zombie on the ground that was still crawling tenaciously with only its upper body, ending its life that needed to be saved.

"They are the ones who need to be redeemed." There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone, but Kaufsky was still cautious, clenched his machete, and walked straight towards the square. The square is not as lively as it once was, as the army temporarily powered up the street lamps and the large square screen with the character 'waitingforrescue'.

Not far away, a gunshot suddenly rang out, and the fire suddenly erupted in the darkness and the crazy roar of zombies.

"Damn it." Kauwsky's expression suddenly became nervous, and his left hand had subconsciously grasped the pistol pinned to his waist, and when they approached, it was clear that both the sound of gunshots and the roars of zombies came from the large screen in front of the square.

In the screen, an oriental man with black eyes and black hair stood alone in front of the broken window, and the black zombie** weaved in front of the man like an insurmountable cliff.

More and more lifesavers came to the fan-shaped garage square and looked at the oriental man facing the sea of corpses, as if they saw themselves in the same desperate situation, the oppression in despair.

"Come on!"

They couldn't understand the shouts of the oriental man, but they saw the unwilling and persistent madness on the man's face. When the giant creeper appeared, everyone showed a frightened expression, there was such a terrifying evolutionary zombie. Then there is Su Qian's one-hit kill, which is neat!

At this moment, when everyone saw that the creeper's head was crushed by Su Qian, the people in the entire square were silent, and everyone's mood was boiling, because since such a long period of depression, the despair of zombies has accumulated to a terrifying level. And an Oriental teenager used his courage to prove to the world that zombies are not invincible.

We don't just want to escape, we want to fight!

These people who are waiting for rescue have survived until now without weapons or wisdom, but only with the courage to rush and kill. Sometimes, all a desperate person needs most is faith. When people find out that the zombies they fear are nothing more than that, confidence and courage naturally return to them.

At this time, it was not only the survivors who were attracted by the sound, but also the zombies who had been wandering around, Kauvsky, the irascible Russian snow bear, was aroused by the oriental man, grabbed a gun and a machete to lure the zombies to a narrow passage where only one person was allowed to pass Guò and slaughtered, and more and more people joined the counterattack team.

Their expressions were so similar to the black-haired young man on the big screen behind them at this moment, crazy and persistent!

This war, which was inevitable from the beginning, has slowly begun.

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"Congratulations on killing the 'Special Infected' for your first time"

"Unlock New Mission Mode"

"Get a reward 'Random Hero Card'."

In this critical situation, Su Qian chose to use it without hesitation.

The golden card rolled in his mind, and out of the golden light came a figure with a strange gun on his shoulder, a man with a rough beard, the strong muscles in his chest exposed between the wild denim jackets, and the thick cigar smoke burning slowly under the lowered cowboy hat. The most conspicuous part is the giant double-barreled scatterball behind the man, which looks full of the violent beauty of a metal machine.

"Pursue thrills, and death will catch up with you inadvertently." The voice of the outlaw fanatic Graves has a distinctly Scottish style.

"Host hero level LV1, randomly obtain skill number 1: '[Quick Draw] LV1'."

Active: The host dashes forward and gains a 30/40/50/60/70% attack speed bonus for 4/4/4/4/4 seconds. Each time a normal attack is not dodged, the cooldown of the skill will be reduced by 1/1/1/1/1.

Cooldown: 22/20/18/16/14"

At the window, a few more zombies rushed in, only to see Su Qian's body seem to move, and the footsteps on the ground suddenly stepped on, even he didn't react to what was going on, his whole body was like a cheetah and shot out a distance of more than a meter to the side, the M4 submachine gun in his hand was raised, and the bullet shattered the zombie's head, and Su Qian also clearly saw that the cooldown time on the skill grid displayed in gray in his mind changed from 22 to 21.

Then the military thorn in Su Qian's hand was thrown, and the flying stab hit the shoulder of a zombie, and the cooldown time had been reduced to 18, and the attack of the throwing weapon was also effective.

"Not good!"

Zhang Jie, who was watching Su Qian's fight on the roof of the building, suddenly let out an exclamation, and from the monitor, he could see a fast-moving black shadow appearing from the stairs on the fourth floor, and that black shadow was the tuxedo that Su Qian had been looking for. What he didn't expect was that this tuxedo zombie actually had a high level of mind and knew how to enter the room from the direction of the stairs.

Maybe it was the shock given to him by Su Qian's method of killing the creeper just now, until Su Qian's eyes were once again attracted by the large number of zombies pouring in from the window, he suddenly shot at Su Qian's back, and the tuxedo zombies rushed towards Su Qian like a black whirlwind!

When Su Qian heard the sound of the tuxedo colliding the table and chair behind him, his figure moved forward rapidly, holding the M4 in his hand to strafe, in this not wide four floors, there were a continuous influx of zombies, even if Su Qian's marksmanship was worse, every shot could hit the target, and after the sixteen bullets were fired, the skill of [Quick Draw the Gun] was cooled down!

Su Qian's left hand stretched out behind his back had already pulled the ring of the grenade on his waist, and the two grenades were thrown at the same time towards the tuxedo that was already close behind him, and at the same time, the [Quick Draw the Gun] skill was used again, Su Qian's figure moved forward by one meter, and then an extremely loud and shocking explosion sounded on the entire fourth floor, and after this sound came out, even Zhang Jie on the sixth floor could feel the entire Toronto Tower shaking violently.

The thick wine that permeated the entire four floors became the most useful detonator, and tongues of fire shot out from the shattered window, and the zombies entrenched in the window were suddenly swept up by the powerful wave of qi.

Su Qian, who bore the brunt of the attack, was even more sad, the corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood, his entire back was dripping with blood, and his ears were buzzing and painful!

Even after the 50% reduction of the injuries of the 'heroic warrior', coupled with the cushion of the body armor, Su Qian's back was still dripping with blood, and he still endured the pain and got up from the ground, his eyes swept around for the first time, not far behind Su Qian, there was a corpse that was blown to pieces, and a fragment of a dress was in front of Su Qian with unburned flames

Slowly falling, then trampled away.

The surrounding glass was even more bitter because of the explosion of grenades and alcohol, and a clean cold wind immediately blew into the entire revolving restaurant, along with the smell of gunpowder from the explosion and the stench of zombies, and finally a belated helicopter figure appeared in the distance, and the powerful searchlight hit the fourth floor where the explosion had just occurred, Su Qian opened his arms, and the whole person was flooded by the light.

What Su Qian didn't know was that the scene of his sacrifice just now was completely recorded by the monitor, and transmitted to the TV screens in all corners of Toronto through the handheld computer in Guò Anjie's hand.

"Well done, Oriental boy!"

"Well done, blow them up!"

The crowd in the garage square let out a tidal wave of cheers, because now most of the zombies have been attracted to the Toronto Tower, and the zombies near the square have also been cleaned up by these survivors, although there are sacrifices, but the survivors who have overcome their fears can't help but cheer.

What made them even more ecstatic was the noise of the propellers in the sky that were getting closer and closer, and the searchlights that kept flickering.

At night, looking down from the sky over Toronto, on the big screen in the garage square, the back of the oriental man was particularly clear at this moment, and around the big screen, the survivors raised their arms and shouted at the helicopter in the sky, whether they were wealthy businessmen, civilians, teachers, or lawyers...... For many of Toronto, it will be a sleepless night for them to regain their confidence and be reborn.

Maybe no one in the whole of Toronto has heard of the name Su Qian before today, but after tonight, the back of that 'Oriental man' will be forever connected with the city of Toronto.

PS: This chapter was written last night after staying up until more than two o'clock, and when you read this chapter, I should have already taken the train from Chongqing to Hangzhou to catch up on sleep. This is from a friend, and there is still a day and a night, so we'll see you tomorrow night!