Chapter 1 How much beauty does not let go!

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"Whew-"

Qin Long gasped and suddenly woke up from meditation.

His eyes widened, and cold sweat crept all over his back unconsciously. He raised his hands with some trembling and looked at them in disbelief. Then he slowly looked up, looking around, extremely familiar.

A one-meter-two-wide hardboard bed, a desk, combat boots next to the bed, and even the placement of books on the shelves are according to their own habits.

"Bang dang!"

Qin Long heard the sound of a tumbling and widening distance, then his right fist was close to his cheek, and his left fist was pulled forward, forming a fighting vigilance, only to find that he had just knocked down a table lamp.

He lightly clamped the corner of the curtain, opened it slightly, and what caught his eye was the familiar stall uncle and aunt, Boge rice noodles, one-yuan skewers, octopus boys......

"Selling cheong fun~ Freshly baked fresh meat cheong fun~ Neighbors take a look ~"

"Big and porcelain octopus boy~ One bite is very suitable for the chin!"

"One yuan skewers, if you buy it, you earn it, and if you can't buy it, you will suffer a loss~"

The familiar shouting sound, the ascending and descending tones that I have long been familiar with in my mind, the light accent, and even the timbre are not bad.

He looked at his watch in disbelief:

March 15, 2066

What's going on, how could he wake up in his bedroom when he was forced to go to the crater by a mutant last second?

And this point in time is not right, this is obviously half a year before the end of the world!

Could it be that those old ghosts are experimenting with Lao Tzu?

What if it's already full of cameras?

Qin Long pretended to be surprised after being reborn, rummaged around in his bedroom, put on his jacket and pants and combat boots, picked up a baseball bat with one hand, and then opened the bedroom doorknob.

He never believed in rebirth, preferring to believe that someone was experimenting with him.

He opened a crack and glanced through the crack in the door. There were no grenade triplines, and no mutated bugs rushing in.

Qin Long's hanging heart didn't dare to let go, as the seam became bigger and bigger, the strings in Qin Long's heart became tighter and tighter, and the baseball bat in his hand was close to the vital point of his body, ready to block at any time, forward poke, wheel smashing and other offensive and defensive actions.

However, nothing happened.

Qin Long looked around:

There wasn't even a coffee table, just a mat, sandbags and a mural. It's your own living room.

Qin Long searched everything in the house, under the bed, under the mat, sandbags, lampshades, etc.

"There are no cameras and monitors, so they shouldn't be."

Qin Long went out with doubts, and the gentle evening breeze swept across his wheat-colored face, as if it was a peaceful and prosperous era with open arms and embracing Qin Long's arrival.

Qin Long suddenly felt refreshed physically and mentally, as if the stones in his chest had been dissolved, such fresh air was only available before the end of the world!

He looked around, men and women were in company, talking and laughing, or chatting, or flirting, it was not at all the "scene" of families closing their doors and stray dogs starving to death on the streets after the end of the world!

Am I really born again?

Qin Long dialed a phone call in disbelief, and this call was his brother who died in the last days, the mountain wolf.

The call was quickly connected.

"Damn, you perverted faucet, why did you suddenly call Lao Tzu in the middle of the night and tell you, the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, we are in F continent and you are in country Z, you can't control Lao Tzu's swing!"

It's numb, it's the tone of the goods.

Qin Long's eyes flashed in front of him again, the scene of the mountain wolf dying in the last days, not at the hands of mutants, but at the hands of his second uncle!

died under the gun of his second uncle, in addition to the mountain wolf, there was also himself!

Qin Long's Adam's apple arched, looking up at the jasper-like Haoyue, his cheeks trembled slightly, and he slammed the concrete guardrail, and a trace of blood oozed out of his palm.

But Qin Long didn't know it, he struggled to suppress the joy in his heart, and said leisurely:

"What? Lao Tzu misses you, do you still have opinions? ”

Mountain wolf: "Oh, no, no, you want to, you want to~ This wolf is shy, hang first!" ”

This fat wolf still owes ...... as always!

This familiar, which makes people want to dismantle him, not everyone can imitate the "essence" of his omission.

Qin Long then called another deceased brother, the hunter, who died in battle next to Lishui Lake in the last days, and the cause of death was that his ally "poisonous scorpion" shot him.

The call was answered almost instantly.

"Faucet, what wind blew you here?"

Compared with mountain wolves, hunters are much more introverted, but they are also very reliable. The three of them served together in the Sharp Knife Squad of the Army of Country Z: the "Cheetah" commando.

After retiring, he went to Continent F and established the "Thunder Dragon" mercenary group with like-minded alumni who had been in the "International Special Hunter School".

This mercenary group, which gathers special elites from all over the world, has achieved mission freedom within one year, and has taken on the task of beating the armed forces of country M, which is known as the "world police", and has become a thorn in its side and stands tall among the world's mercenaries. It is now headquartered in Continent F.

The terrifying thing is that the apocalyptic eruption without warning, on the day of the apocalyptic eruption, the Kilimanjaro volcano in Continent F erupted, its scale and power were unprecedented, almost affecting the entire Eurasian plate, and almost all the members of the "Thunder Dragon" mercenary group were killed.

Qin Long knew the hunter's temperament very well, and he didn't beat around the bush with him, and went straight to the point.

"How's Thunder doing?"

The hunter paused:

"The leader can rest assured that the training in the base is as usual, the excellent rate is maintained at 99.85%, 8 large and small stations of country M have been destroyed, considerable guns and ammunition have been seized, a large amount of oil, and five 'Hellfire' helicopter gunships have been seized, and all incoming missiles have been intercepted without casualties."

After hearing this, Qin Long was relieved and said:

"It's not bad, it's good that there is no regression."

Hearing that Qin Long didn't talk to him, the hunter felt that he was about to have a big task to do.

"Faucet, is there a big task?"

Qin Long could feel the excitement of the hunter through the phone, and it was not interesting to make a little fuss together?

Qin Long played with the small pebbles he picked up and said:

"The Thunder Dragon Mercenary Regiment has entered a state of first-level combat readiness, canceled all entertainment and vacations, notified the risk assessor Wild Wolf, screened tasks with lower difficulty, maintained zero casualties, saved ammunition, and I will go over in three days."

"Don't worry, Fzhou is here to cover me and the mountain wolf."

Qin Long clenched his fists and looked up at the brilliant night sky, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

I'm truly reborn!

Qin Long remembered very well that at 23:46 on June 30 this year, the silent active volcanoes in Continent F and Sakura Country suddenly erupted without warning, and the magma erupted for a whole week.

A nation, quickly perishing.

What no one realizes is that this is a precursor to the end times.

Then, the high temperature broke through the limit, and the highest temperature could reach 75 degrees!

Finally, the rainstorm ended, and those who were still alive in the natural disaster had no time to rejoice that the disaster was finally over, and the zombie virus quickly swept the world.

All kinds of extreme weather are staged in turn, and countless people have died in this series of disasters, and those who survived are no longer able to be called people.

Calculate the time, there is less than half a year, and the end of the world is coming!

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