Some people proposed to go to the Lancun headquarters, and some people said that it was better to go to a place with fewer people in the suburbs to set up a camp, of course Wang He wanted to go to Lancun, but there were so many people, it was impossible to bring them all.

In the end, Wang Wei suggested that we try to contact other corps stations first, because the communicators brought out of the Sentinel Company are much more advanced and should be able to be contacted.

The proposal was unanimously approved, and Wang Wei immediately set about contacting the outside world.

Li Jingu went out to reconnoitre, Wu Ting was in charge of the team's internal affairs and logistics, and Zhou Jiadong and other soldiers selected strong civilians to seize the time to train and familiarize themselves with weapons and military terminology.

Wang He's most experienced in fighting zombies began to teach his experience, as well as the types of zombies, attack methods, and weaknesses.

Li Jingou's speed was very fast, and every time he reconnoitred in a direction, he immediately used the walkie-talkie to report. Although he can't keep moving at high speed for a long time, he is quiet, and he can find a place to rest at any time.

Wang He copied the map on his mobile phone, drew a large map by hand, and marked out the location of the nearby corpses and the movements of the corpses according to Li Jingou's intelligence, and came to a conclusion after everyone's analysis.

Obviously, the zombies are still gathering in the direction of Wanxiang City, and a route to evacuate will soon be vacated, and it will be the best time to go wherever they go.

However, the zombies are starting to gather slowly, and it is expected to wait at least two days for the desired effect to be achieved.

And when the corpse group gathers at its peak, Wanxiang City can't accommodate so many zombies, and soon, like a tide, it will fall back, and the zombie group will spread out to the surrounding area.

And the east of Vientiane City is the Feng River, so the zombies will spread to the north and south, and the west of the resort is located, and this place will definitely not be able to hold.

Two days later, no matter what, it had to be evacuated.

Everyone began to get busy, preparing for the evacuation in two days, Wang He finished talking about his experience, and at this time he became the most leisurely one, holding the seedlings. The knife watched Zhang Huan inspect the vehicle outside.

"That...... Leadership ......"

As soon as Wang He turned around, he saw an old man standing behind him, looking at him with some restraint.

"What's the matter? Uncle"

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, my surname is Liu, you can call me Lao Liu...... Hehehe" Uncle Liu looked a little frightened, rubbing his calloused hands uneasily.

"Uncle Liu, what do you say, if you ask me to find someone or something, forget it......" It's not the first time Wang He has encountered this situation.

I don't know what these people think, it seems that Wang He is very idle, he is still an immortal, there are always people who come to ask him to help find someone, and even a woman knocked on his door in the middle of the night for this, so that the angry Wu Ting next door drove him downstairs.

They dared to look for Wang He, but no one dared to provoke Wu Ting, this girl had shot and killed people.

"Leader, you misunderstood, I think...... I want to see the knife in your hand. Uncle Liu scratched his face a little embarrassed

"Uncle knows knives?" Wang He raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, looking at the calluses on Uncle Liu's palm, it was indeed like a hand holding a knife all year round.

"Hey, hey, hey...... A little bit of understanding, a little understanding. Uncle Liu nodded, his eyes shining and staring at Miao. Knife, like a young man who sees a beautiful girl.

"Whew...... Take it. Wang He generously handed the knife to the uncle, and saw that there would be no less meat.

Uncle Liu excitedly took the knife, pulled out the blade, sighed, and danced at the door of the hotel.

Wang He looked at it, and his face changed, this is called a little understanding?

This move is clearly the momentum of a master who has been indulged in for decades, Wang He combined with his own perception when he fought, of course he could see that Uncle Liu's knife technique had fully exerted Miao. Features of the knife:

Uncle Liu dances the knife, Wang He looks at the knife, one reminisces, the other learns.

are immersed in it and can't extricate themselves.

After the "Huh" knife dance, Uncle Liu breathed a sigh of relief, walked in front of Wang He with the knife, and raised his hands over his head to present to Wang He.

"This knife is a family heirloom, and it was stolen by an unfilial son in the middle of the family road to pawn it, but I didn't expect it to be led and used it well......"

"This ...... Is this your knife? Wang He took the seedlings. Knife, asked in surprise.

"Hmm...... Ancestral seedlings of the old Han family. The knife, made of real Uzi steel, to my generation, is already the last heir, the younger generations are unwilling to learn the knife, and steal it to sell, dare to ask the leader, where did you find it? ”

"In the Park Sports City, a martial arts supply store ......," Wang He told the truth.

Uncle Liu nodded again and again, and two lines of old tears flowed down his cheeks.

"That's my son's shop......"

Seeing this sad look, Uncle Liu's son must have died in the mouth of the zombie, and Wang He didn't talk, just sighed.

"The old man has thanked the leader, and he can still see the family heirloom knife in his lifetime, and he will die without regrets." Uncle Liu thanked Wang He and prepared to leave.

Seeing that he was sad, Wang He was moved with compassion, and was hesitating to return the knife to him, when he saw Wu Ting, who didn't know when he was standing beside him, suddenly shook his head.

"Lao Liu, do you want to see this seedling every day. Knife? Wu Ting suddenly shouted to the uncle.

"Alas...... Forget it, the more you watch, the sadder you get. Uncle Liu shook his head, his sadness overflowing.

"Take a look, by the way, teach Brother Wang how to use a knife, I promise to give you more food every day, and two taels of wine."

Wang He was a little confused, why was this wrong......

"Okay, deal, leader, don't regret it." Looking at this Uncle Liu's sad appearance again, the happy old face is so smiling that he can't see his facial features.

MD, the old guy is really good at fooling, and he came here to add food and wine in the first place......

"This is everyone's information, you can take a good look at it at your time." Wu Ting put a wad of A4 paper in the confused Wang He's hand, turned around and left.

opened the first piece of paper, which read, Liu Daxing, 62 years old, president of the Tianyuan Wushu Association and coach of the provincial martial arts team.

This old man Liu came with the idea of mixing "tuition" from the beginning, but well, that hand knife technique can't be faked, and it is a real practitioner.

In the afternoon of the same day, Liu Daxing cut two branches of one meter six, cut them casually, and practiced with Wang He.

In terms of skills, Wang He is a weakness, and he was whistling with a branch by Liu Daxing.

Maybe among these eighty or ninety people, the most chic is this Liu Daxing, drinking wine, eating meat, and being idle to smoke Wang He with a stick......

Wang He's strength is enough, and what he lacks most is systematic learning in this area, so he learns very seriously.

In addition, I don't know if it is related to ability, his memory is particularly good, Liu Daxing's thirty-six knife technique made Wang He memorize it in one afternoon.

Liu Daxing didn't hide his secrets, he taught everything he could, not just Miao. The knife moves, some fist and foot routines, and fighting techniques, all of his brains were passed on to Wang He.

is worthy of being a practitioner who has been practicing martial arts for 40 years, Liu Daxing knows a lot of things, some ancient martial arts routines, and the current martial arts, and Wang He was given a mobile phone, which was full of some of his oral experiences.

"Moves are dead, people are alive, what you lack is how to use these techniques flexibly, not rigidly." In the end, Liu Daxing ended the lecture with a sentence and went back to rest with a wooden stick.

Seeing the old man leave, Wang He immediately went to find Wu Ting, the whole team was about to migrate, some things had to be prepared in advance, and he had some things to discuss with Wu Ting.

"Where are you going?" Wu Ting was a little helpless, this man couldn't stay honestly for a day, so he thought about going out to cut zombies.

"I'm going to go here...... Wang He picked up his pen and drew a circle on the hand-drawn map, which was not far from here. kilometers of appearance.

"I'll go find some materials, I'll wear a radio and keep in touch with you at any time......" Wang He saw that Wu Ting's face was getting worse and worse, and hurriedly said.

There are a lot of bone conduction headphones that came back from the Sentinel Company, which are much easier to use than their previous walkie-talkies, and they also save power, and they can be used without charging for a week.

"Okay......"

Wu Ting sighed, said helplessly, and held Wang He's hand tightly, and instructed: "Don't take risks easily, promise me." ”

"Hmm......" Wang He patted her hand, smiled, tidied up the hair on her forehead, and said softly: "Rest assured and wait for me to come back." ”

The movement was very natural, and he didn't feel anything wrong, so he turned around and put on his equipment and left, leaving Wu Ting, whose face was flushed, standing in place with his fingers twisted and not knowing what he was thinking.

Wang He went out this time mainly to find some materials for bows and arrows, and the lack of long-range attack means was indeed not very convenient, but he didn't drive, and he had another target.

Motorcycle market.

The place Wang He marked on the map was the motorcycle market, and the materials for the bow and arrow were difficult to find, and the distance was even farther, and the road was difficult to walk.

He didn't tell Wu Ting that he planned to find a motorcycle first so that he could easily find materials.

Eight. The distance of kilometers takes at least two hours to walk, and this does not include the zombie factor, so he asked Zhang Huan to find him a battery car.

If you're lucky, you'll be there in an hour.

Bidding farewell to everyone, Wang He rode on the battery car and set off.

There are very few zombies along the road, all the way is smooth, and soon they arrive near the motorcycle market, with Wang He's eyesight, you can see only forty or fifty zombies in the market from afar, and they are not a threat at all.

However, there is no guarantee that there will be no other ghosts, and the loss suffered by the corpse cat makes him no longer dare to be reckless now.

What's more, he also found a rule, there are few traces of and skinless corpses in the corpse group, but in some places where there are few zombies, the probability of these two types of appearance will be very high.

According to Wu Ting's theory, it may be caused by zombies hunting each other, and skinless corpses and have never been found to command ordinary zombies.

This shows that zombies are likely to be divided into two factions, those who can manipulate low-level zombies and those who like to walk alone, and they both take each other as their main prey, and will only hunt within the faction when there is an extreme lack of food.

Wang He thought so, and after entering the market, he first cleaned up a large number of ordinary zombies, and then checked the shops one by one, in short, he was cautious and cautious.

Fortunately, during the catastrophe, most of the shops were closed, which saved him a lot of trouble.

His goal is also very clear, although he drools from a large number of ownerless motorcycles, but he has already thought about it before coming.

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