Chapter 44: The Soldier

In a short period of time, only the last mutated living corpse was left in the field, and this living corpse actually stopped, as if sensing danger, and hesitated.

"Be careful, it's going to run away," Fang Jian shouted.

Fang Jian shouted and rushed straight over, the mutant living corpse actually turned around and ran, Liu Cheng had already gone around behind it, the long-handled knife swept horizontally, sweeping it to the ground, Fang Jian rushed to cut off the head of the fire corpse with a single sword.

Fang Jian stared at the head that was still open and was silent, could it have learned to think and know to be afraid?

"Thank you!"

A faint voice sounded, and Fang Jian looked back at the soldier, who shook twice and fell into the muddy water with a thud.

Fang Jian hurriedly said: "Liu Cheng, help quickly"

The two dragged the fainted soldier back onto the road, covered in yellow mud and blood.

Everyone hurriedly rinsed the three of them with mineral water, and the little nurse hurriedly came over to give the soldier a simple examination, and the nurse said to Fang Jian: "Brother Jian, he is not injured, it is caused by physical collapse."

After feeding a few mouthfuls of mineral water, the soldier woke up slowly, Fang Jian called for the bread that was being packaged, looking at the soldier who was gobbling up, Fang Jian didn't ask questions, just silently lit a cigarette and pondered beside him.

After eating the bread, the soldier's face improved a little, and several women gathered around him and chattered non-stop, which made him a little embarrassed.

"What's your name?" Fang Jian asked lightly.

"Chief of Reporting"

The soldier snapped to his feet, straightened up, and saluted Fang Jian.

Fang Jian said casually: "I'm not the chief, they all call me Brother Jian"

The soldier saluted again: "Yes, report to Brother Jian, Liu Bin, the sergeant squad leader of the third squadron of the Jiangcheng Armed Police Detachment."

Fang Jian smiled slightly, and then looked carefully, a good soldier, a good man, more than one meter eight tall, a dignified Chinese face, a standard military posture, his left hand held the barrel tightly, and the expression between his eyebrows was resolute, no wonder several women were so excited, Fang Jian smiled and handed over a cigarette.

"Relax, let's talk," Fang Jian said lightly.

"Yes, Brother Jian"

The squad leader, named Liu Bin, saluted again, making several women laugh.

It turned out that the third squadron where he was in was the guard unit of Jiangcheng Prison, and ten days ago he received a notice from the checkpoint, and found in the crowd that the prison fugitive Shang Liyong, nicknamed Shang Jingang, was a felony who wounded people to death, and escaped from the prison last month, for which a large number of people in the prison were also punished.

"Wait, the police car that collided on the side of the road is you, right?" Fang Jian asked.

"Yes, it was chaotic at the time, the deputy squad leader was slightly injured in the collision, and when he was rescuing the injured policeman, the deputy squad leader was bitten by Officer Chen" Liu Bin's face was gloomy.

"The deputy squad leader is from Hubei, one year younger than me, and our relationship is like that of brothers."

"What happened?" Fang Jian asked.

"Later, many drivers became monsters, and the distress signal could not be sent, so I had to take the deputy squad leader to escort the prisoners to find the way back, avoiding monsters along the way, but at night the deputy squad leader also became a monster, and I killed him with my own hands and cut off his neck..."

"You didn't kill him, you let him leave with more dignity," Fang Jian patted Liu Bin on the shoulder and comforted.

"After burying the deputy squad leader, I had to escort the prisoner back to the prison, but I fell asleep carelessly that night, and the criminal took the opportunity to escape, and took the rifle of the deputy squad leader" said Liu Bin's face was full of shame.

Then Liu Bin said firmly: "I have been tracking him, I must catch him and complete my task."

It turned out that the criminal named Shang Jingang took advantage of Liu Bin's exhaustion that night, slipped away and escaped, and took a rifle with him, Liu Bin woke up and regretted it, and vowed to arrest him and find the lost gun, so he tracked him here.

However, in the face of this heavy rain for several days, he had to hide in a cave for a few days, and the food he found in the vacant farmhouse had long been exhausted, and he had not eaten for two days.

"Why didn't you shoot?" Fang Jian looked at Liu Bin, who was carefully wiping his gun, and asked.

Liu Bin's face was full of bitterness: "There are no bullets, there are only 10 bullets in total, and they have been used up"

"What about the other gun? And the bullets? Fang Jian asked.

"I had already collected the bullets, and it was also an empty gun," Liu Bin said.

Fang Jian knew that ZF was very strict with gun management, and strictly controlled the number of bullets for soldiers performing daily tasks, but in this troubled era, without guns, compatriots would have a lot fewer means of survival!

Fang Jian sighed: "Hey! Brother, you are a qualified soldier and have fulfilled your duty, but in this situation, you have caught the criminal, where to send it? Do you know what's going on in the prison you're guarding? ”

Liu Bin was stunned for a moment, still stubborn: "I don't know, but I must catch him and send him back to prison, and the rifle must be recovered."