Actually, I can dismantle bombs, but I prefer to communicate with people rather than dead objects.

The overhead antenna spun around, targeting an old building diagonally behind me, but there was only one person on the other side.

I jumped in quick succession, my figure appearing and disappearing, and by changing angles and positions, I could hide in the other person's line of sight.

The old building is a vacant listed building, probably originally a church, and the stained glass is so dusty that you can't see inside.

The antenna scan wouldn't be wrong, and I was standing at the back door of the church, staring at the little trace that was clearly passed on the lock.

[Warning, thermal weapons are about to attack, dodge carefully.] ]

The function of the antenna is as I guessed, it is not a separate receiving and transmitting tool, it will make corresponding prompts and suggestions according to the situation, like a machine calculation, but it is not too complicated.

I raised my arm, and the door panel in front of me dissolved, and the church was empty, with a man standing facing me with a pistol with a silencer.

The moment the bullet flew out of the chamber, it disappeared without a trace, and after the first shot, he fired two more shots, and after three shots, he realized that there was a problem with the bullet.

All three bullets were missing after leaving the chamber, which made him suddenly puzzled, and his doubts were completely expressed on his face, and he even quickly removed the magazine and looked at it.

Luckily, he didn't press the bomb's remote control in the first place, and I took the opportunity to suck his blood with my ability, and the pistol fell to the ground, leaving him with no strength to pull the trigger.

I pulled the remote control out of his coat pocket and dragged him out of the church, and the zombies around me gathered more and more, and I dragged the man to jump to the previous observation point, and found that there were more people living on the roof of the monitoring station.

The monitoring station has almost been wrapped into dumplings by zombies, and no living person can pass through the corpses, but now is not the time for me to ponder this, I roughly estimated the number of zombies near the monitoring station, almost 20,000.

No exceedance! I was secretly glad, but I didn't rush to do it, but dragged the man to jump onto the roof of the monitoring station.

Suddenly, two people appeared out of thin air, and the 'bait' on the rooftop was obviously startled, and even the person who kept calling for help was so frightened that he forgot his words.

I walked up to the mountain of explosives, took down the RC/bomb, dismantled it, and put it back in, these explosives are also a scarce resource and must not be wasted here.

A dozen or so people on the rooftop, all looking at me like monsters, and there were dozens of wounds on their bodies, large and small, but none of them hurt the point.

They were tied together in a circle, half of their bodies buried in the pile of explosives, and we just sucked the blood from the man's body and delivered it directly to these people, so although they looked miserable, the actual situation was better.

In addition to the dozen or so people who were stuck in the explosives, there were eight other people on the rooftop, who were also wounded, but they were each tied to bombs and stood on the edge of the rooftop, as if they were ready to jump down at any time and attack with a wave of human bombs.

"Y-What are you doing?" A man with a bomb strapped to him glared at me angrily, as if he was thinking I was meddling.

"Grab resources." I pulled out a sneer that choked him out of silence.

In this world, the kind intention to save people may not be able to change the word thank you, but the strong bandits are afraid of everyone, my attitude has always been divided, I know the good and the bad, I am naturally kind and pleasant, I don't know the good and bad, I don't have a good face.

"You're a gamer?" The man who had called for help asked him earlier, his voice hoarse, and his voice sounded like it had been polished with sandpaper.

"yes." I listened to his tone and smiled back.

"Help me, I don't want to die, just untie the rope." The man's hands were tied behind his back, and unlike the numb expressions around him, his eyes were full of longing for life.

So there were more than 20 people present, only he tried to call for help, even if the chance was slim, until the last moment, he would never give up.

But what I appreciated most was his knowledge, he didn't ask me to take him with him, he just asked me to help him untie the rope.

Who would refuse such a small request?

I swung him out of the pile of explosives and untied the rope behind him, and he thanked me sincerely, picked up the shovel that had fallen next to the rooftop door, and rushed downstairs with the shovel.

I hurriedly stopped him, "You let me save you, and then you go to die?" ”

I thought he had a perfect plan to be so confident, but his plan was to rush into the corpses like two flutes?

"I... I fought with them! ”

"Stop, courage is good, but there is only one life, save some use, if you have to die, then do me a favor before you die."

"What's the busy?"

"You go downstairs and look for something, and pack these explosives for me."

"Are you really going to take the explosives away? So, what about the zombies outside? ”

"Zombies are not a problem, the problem is that this building can't be blown up yet."

"Oh, well, then I'll go find something." The man threw down his shovel and ran downstairs.

Without further ado, I transfused the blood of the few people standing by the building to the people who were buried in the pile of explosives and had lost a lot of blood.

The eight people with the bomb strapped to them were the least injured, and now they are all limp on the ground due to blood loss, and they have no strength to act as suicide bombers.

If it weren't for the fact that I wanted to search the monitoring station again, it would have exploded, and explosives or something would not have to be necessary.

However, this trip back to Minghe City seems to be predestined, and I always feel that there will be new discoveries, so I don't want to miss the opportunity.

Whether it's a psychological suggestion or a subtle induction, in short, if I don't verify it, my heart is not solid after all.

One by one, I unloaded the bombs of the men on the ground from them, and it was the turn of the man who was always glaring at me, whose eyes were like substance, and slashed at me with a knife in the face.

"Scum, only bullying the weak, I know who you are, I think it's great to have a backer, hum, if you really have the ability, to deal with the surname Weng, bully the soft and afraid of the hard."

I have seen a lot of people who don't know what to do, and I have also encountered cases of dogs biting Lu Dongbin, and this personal attack can't hurt me at all.

"I'm sorry, who are you, you can deal with whoever I want, are you really capable, you are not qualified to evaluate."

I quickly got to the last person, who was black and thin, with a very short shaved head, but as soon as she spoke, I knew that she was a woman.

"Please, don't untie me, let me jump, my daughter is still in their hands, I live, she must die. She's only five years old, and there's hope, please, let me die! ”

When I meet this kind of person, I only feel sad and angry, saying that she is pitiful, it is really pitiful, but what is the point of escaping reality?

"Every game needs bait, do you think you're the last one? Ha, you're dead, and it's your daughter's turn to make up for it in the next game. "There are some things that I have to say even if they are cruel.

People who can use living people as bait and bleed corpses will keep their promises? Will there be great mercy?

"At that time, she will die in a place you don't know, a miserable death, just like you, blown to death." I state this fact in an emotionless tone.

"No, no, no, don't say it!" The woman shook her head desperately and broke down and cried.

I decisively defused the bomb on her body, people say that women are weak and mothers are strong, and it is precisely because she has a little daughter who needs protection and care that she cannot give up her life.

Since I have encountered this incident today, I am also a person with daughters, and I naturally want to protect the lives of their mothers and daughters.

"Do you still have any humanity? Is it interesting to stimulate a mother who has no power to fight back? Feeling fulfilled? Beast! ”

I heard the annoying voice again, and I sharpened my back molars and laughed straight away.

I really don't bother to talk nonsense with some people, and giving them a look will make me look stupid.

Someone is bent on death, and I have no reason to stop him, but when I finish searching here, I will give him two bundles of explosives if he wants to die.

I put the bombs I had unpacked from them on the pile of explosives and dragged out all the dozen or so people in the pile.

The man who went downstairs to look for something ran back with a bag of unopened textile bags, snorting and panting and shouting: "Mourning... Corpses, zombies are coming up, they, they're climbing up! ”

"Anyone who wants to live should go into the building." I stepped to the edge of the rooftop, stretched out my head and looked, the zombies below gathered more and more, because there were many of them, and they were all crowded together, one pressed one and climbed up, and a mountain of corpses was formed, and the zombies behind the slope were better to climb.

The zombies on the periphery stepped on the corpse mountain and looked like they were about to climb to the rooftop, I didn't want to deal with them so quickly, I wanted to leave them to Weng Changqing.

Who expected that the plan did not change quickly, compared with zombies, of course, the monitoring station is more important, once they smell the smell of people in the building, they will break through the window and break into the building.

And what I'm looking for is likely to be destroyed by them, and in another time and space, the hard drive we got in the lab didn't play a key role in studying the corpse fog and solving the puzzle of early mutation in Minghe City.

So intuitively, I think there are still key clues in Minghe City, which we didn't find at that time.

I turned around and jumped down from the rooftop, and was stunned when I saw the empty rooftop.

Why did you hide in the building in the blink of an eye?

I called them in because I didn't want to attract more zombies, because the smell of blood on them was too strong.

"Come, come!" The man I was the first to save stood behind the rooftop door and waved at me.

I used space jumping, appeared behind him, held the doorknob, and slammed the rooftop door shut.

After a 'bang', the roar of the zombies outside the door also stopped, and I patted the man who was still trying to drag a discarded desk to block the door.

"Let's go, it's okay."

Space jumping and dismantling were performed at the same time without any stuttering or malfunctioning, and I was quite satisfied with my progress.

"Who the hell are you? You—Do you have superpowers? "The man saw me use space jumping twice, and finally couldn't hold back and asked.

"You can call me Lei Feng, I'm a gamer, and I'm also a superpower."