Intron 2

There has never been a savior!

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Without food, no matter how strong the steel warrior is, he will be defeated by hunger; without water, the will to have blood and fire will be scattered by despair. As night fell, in the lobby of the Great Library of California, the noisy discussion gradually lowered during the day, and the survivors lay horizontally.

"Xiaotian, do you think we can see the sun tomorrow?" Emily squinted and looked at Tianling opposite. She shouted the name in Chinese pronunciation. The strange tone made all the Chinese present smile.

"I've learned it. You people, I'm one or two years older than you. If you call it like this, how can I find a wife in the future?" Tianling said with a wry smile.

Emily was not taken care of and said angrily, "Xiao Tian is a fool..."

"What?"

"Xiao Tian is stupid..." The pronunciation of Emily's word is round.

"Fuck, which bastard teaches her Chinese. Jason, is that you? You are the one who laughs the most." Tianling laughed and scolded.

"Brother, can you teach such a bad pronunciation? At this level, it was taught by Mr. Kaka at a glance. After saying that, Jason turned his eyes to Kaka, who closed his eyes and said, "Kaka, huh? Not satisfied with the title? Mr. Kaka, Mr. Kaka, don't pretend to be dead?"

"I won't die if you die. Save your energy to watch the sun tomorrow." Kaka said weakly.

Emily couldn't understand Chinese, so she had to be patient and ask again, "Xiaotian, do you think we can see the sun tomorrow?"

Tianling nodded helplessly. Looking back, he felt that such a promise was a little too luxurious. He turned around and said, "If it goes on like this, we can see the sun of heaven together in a few days."

"Is there a sun in heaven?"

"Yes."

"Do you have any beef jerky?"

"Yes, there is a big supermarket there, and there is everything. Cash and credit cards are not accepted in it, only the charity points you have accumulated in the world.

"Then I'm only 16 years old. I don't save much. Will I starve to death?"

Tianling replied a little entangledly, "No, my brother has a gun."

"Gun? Is there any killing in heaven?

"Yes, where there is hunger, there is resistance." Tianling distorted the teachings of Christ completely. Originally, he didn't like the guy who had only a piece of rag on his body. He could harm a Christian and a Christian. On the escape from New York City, Tianling walked all the way and came to California with this idea. He heard that there was a happy land here and was preserved by the army. Protect the paradise without zombies.

"Brother, can I sleep in your arms?"

"Hm?" Before Tianling could react, an elf jumped into his arms, and the soft fragrance came, making him hot all over, and his hands were dancing.

"Brother, can you take your gun away? It poked me." Emily, who was lying on Tianling's chest, said in a daze.

Tianling couldn't wait to find a hole to get in. He didn't do anything. The bottom was shamefully hard. He could only hesitate to say, "This... Ah, er, oh, this... It's safer to hold the gun in your hand. You can sleep at ease."

When I opened my eyes the next morning, Emily in my arms rolled down on the carpet next to me, and the people around me were asleep. Tianling stood up, pounded his neck, and went to the window to check the movement of the zombies. The street was quiet. There were three groups of zombies, and five groups seemed to be a party in college. Well, it was a party, a flesh and blood party.

"I've been tossing around all day, and the zombies are boring!" Tianling said to himself. Seeing that the sky was a little gray, he yawned and wanted to go back to sleep.

Suddenly, there was a thunderbolt in Tianling's mind, and the zombies sat together in an organized manner? Three, a bunch of five gangs? Er...

"Fuck you." He stamped his foot in a hurry and ran to the stairs in the hall.

When Kato was woken up, he was still a little angry, but when he saw that it was Tianling, he quickly got up.

"Did you ask you to check on the top floor yesterday, and then find something to put on the distress signal?" Tianling saw that his hand was still in a girl's skirt.

Following Tianling's eyes, Kato pulled his hand out of the bottom of the skirt with a little embarrassment and said with a smile, "It's all done. I found all the copier ink I could find and brushed "SOS" on the top layer."

"Yewell, that's good. Go back to sleep." Tianling motioned him to lie down, and his eyes couldn't help scanning the girl sleeping next to him. Her white and red face and the thighs under the short skirt were also slender and even, so he smiled and said, "Brother, your eyes are very poisonous."

"Captain, do you need me to find one for you?"

"Hm? I don't need it." Because he didn't take a shower for a few days, Tianling subconsciously scratched the crotch, which was a little sticky. It was all protein. Tianling felt a little ashamed of his waste.

"Do you really want it?"

"Cough, when you get to a safe place, you need three." Tianling said with a smile, and then turned around and left.

Kato Fumio was shocked at first, grinning and revealing two rows of uneven teeth. Tianling's simple sentence brought the relationship between the two closer. He touched the rifle strap behind him and followed him in a few steps and said, "Captain, I'll take you to the top floor to have a look."

"Good."

Tianling followed Kato's footsteps and found a straight iron ladder in the fire passage at the end of the third floor. In the process of climbing up, he secretly estimated the length of the iron ladder, which was about seven to eight meters high.

Damn doomsday weather is a game. Since the dark winter night, Tianling has never felt the warmth of early spring. In addition, Tianling and others have not eaten for another day, and the two fought with their teeth in the cold wind at the top floor.

The top floor is almost the size of a standard football field. The two of them are standing in a bulge in the center, with a good view of the surrounding streets. On the street not far away, there are several zombies similar to sharp soldiers.

"What the hell is this zombie? Isn't it too unbelievable? If we continue to evolve like this, how can we live?" Tianling put down the gun against the wall and squinted to observe.

Kato's heart was also full of shock. The zombie rested and there was no noise at all, similar to the existence of a military. However, when he saw the corner of the street in front of him, his eyes couldn't go, and he quickly pointed to the direction and said, "Captain, look at that."

Just as Tianling looked along Kato's arm, the sun rose.

A dark red sunlight shone in that direction, and Tianling saw it. It was a human in a black coat, lying on the leather sofa and taking a nap. Looking at his body, he seemed to be a woman.

The human seemed to find that someone was observing her. First, she looked around doubtfully, and then concentrated her eyes on the opposite roof where they had been surrounded for a day. She slowly got up from the sofa, tightened her coat, and stepped forward to look at the two human beings.

Tianling has been deeply shocked. This is definitely not a human being, reflecting the sun. That person, no, flashed purple shimmer in the zombie's eyes. Purple pupils? Different from ordinary zombies, the pupils of this zombie are actually purple.

And what's in those eyes is a kind of grandeur of reigning the world, and the rickety and straight backbone that is different from ordinary zombies is the king's demeanor in history books.

The conductor in the zombie? It's still their king.

Tianling quickly picked up the rifle and aimed at it, trying to shoot him. However, the zombies on the opposite side were unmoved, and Xinting walked away leisurely and disappeared into the dead corner.

Tianling watched her go into the dark, and her fingers had been frozen in the air at a distance of more than 100 meters. For him, a rookie who had just touched the gun, he was a heavenly existence.

When the two went down to the second-floor hall, the survivors woke up in twos and threes and were very curious about the state of the zombies outside. They gathered a group of people to watch on the window wall and pointed out.

"The zombies are going to attack, cow, how many extra guns do we have?"

"There are also six rifles, including the two in Kaka and Emily's hands, there are more than eight, but there are still many bullets, more than 800."

"A lot of bullets? Another string of zeros is not enough for the consumption of zombies outside. Tianling smiled bitterly and said, "Go and look for a few reliable people, fire all the guns, and prepare to resist the attack."

"Good." Niu Zhongbao answered and turned around and said, "Are all guns given to the Chinese, or?"

"Balance." Tianling turned around and caught a glimpse of Kato Fumio following behind him. He looked like he wanted to talk and stopped. He said incomprehensiblely, "Kato Fumio, what's wrong?"

"Do the people in this hall need to be arranged to the top floor? It's safe there." Kato said.

"Look at this chaotic scene, I didn't expect it. It's good. It's thanks to you." Tianling suddenly realized that he pulled out the pistol around his waist and handed it over and said, "Find a friend similar to you and let him manage with a gun. Under certain circumstances, there is no mercy."

"A friend similar to me?" Kato Kato grabbed his forehead and expressed his puzzlement.

"Yes, like you, people who are careful about management."

"Thank you, captain. I will definitely get things done." For this praise, Kato's face was excited, and then bowed 90 degrees. As a Japanese, and he was a Japanese who knew the real history, he felt the difference in what Tianling did? Or pride? He doesn't know much about this mood. Anyway, he was convinced when he got the gun.

With the full mobilization of several people, there are only 17 people left in the lobby on the second floor, each holding an AUGf88 rifle. As for the previous AK, it was arranged to Kaka on the top floor. As for whether she can pull the trigger, almost every Everyone is skeptical.

"My name is Tianling. What's your name? Thank you for fighting with me." Tianling shook hands with his new teammates one by one.

"Zhou Hu, Chinese."

"Jin Jae-wook, Korean."

"Li Kai'e, Malaysian Chinese."

"Merkel, the second generation of German immigrants."

"William Marcy, from Australia."

......

It's really everywhere! Tianling felt a little withered, inexplicably withered.

As time went by, the zombies surrounding the building began to gather.

"Wow." A low-profile but penetrating roar came from the zombies.

"It's her." Tianling clenched the handle of the gun with hot eyes and told everyone, "If there is a female zombie in a black coat and purple eyes, fire at her together."

"COPY (received)."

However, to Tianling's dismay, the owner who made a sound was very good at protecting herself. She was nearby and kept giving instructions, but she just couldn't figure out her position.

"Roar." The zombie group made a loud noise, and the black tide poured into the building.

"Don't shoot first, save bullets, and see what they will do next. Don't panic, let's see how the old players use guns." Tianling couldn't help worrying and walked back and forth in each window with a rifle.

The zombies did not blindly bump into each other like a few days ago, or could only sigh at the existence of heights. They organized each other and used all parts of their companions' bodies to climb.

In front of Tianling's defensive window, there was an old zombie stepping on his companion's shoulder, but the height of the two zombies was not enough to touch the window railing on the second floor. Tianling poked his head out, looked at the zombies who raised their hands and still couldn't touch the window railing with a contemptuous smile. He pulled out the left wheel around his waist and aimed at a shot.

The bullet shot from the zombie's forehead, stirring up a yellow-brown brain, and the body that lost its vitality fell back weakly. In an instant, it was submerged by the advancing zombies.

"Are you a donkey? Or is it full of ** in your head? Don't pull the trigger. We don't have less than one bullet per person, and it's all done all at once. Do you use the gun as a burning stick?" Merkel hit all the bullets in just a few seconds, which made Niu Zhongbao scold.

Merkel's tall bridge of his nose oozed with sweat, and his right hand smashed down a newly emerging zombie with the butt of a gun.

"You and his MA are a fool..." Niu Zhongbao was puzzled and raised his hand with two shots. He shot the two zombies who had climbed into the hall in the head and smashed the glass in that position with bullets through his head.

The walls facing the streets of the big library are all alloy frames and inlaid with glass. This style is indeed beautiful in peacetime. However, in the case of this siege of zombies, Tianling is a little nostalgic for the reinforced concrete in mainland China. Those zombies who could touch the glass wall on the second floor knocked desperately with their hands, intending to break it and burst in.

The sound of gunfire gradually faded, and most people lost their bullets. Tianling ordered everyone to lock the window and gather at the piece of glass broken by Niu Zhongbao to block it with the buttstock or the few remaining bullets.

"Captain, if it goes on like this, I can't hold on." A new team member couldn't hide his panic.

Tianling was dragging a zombie corpse, blocking the gap in the glass, and said without raising his head, "Of course, I can't hold it. I expected it. However, if we hold on for one more second, those people on the top floor can live one more second. Isn't this the faith that a man should adhere to?"

"Faith?"

"Yes, faith. Even if you know that you are invincible, you still have to show your sword. Tianling raised his head and said firmly. Although his eyes were very firm, Tianling still scolded in his heart, damn it, the TV series killed people.

While talking, the gap has been blocked by everyone with three corpses. Niu Zhongbao and Merkel stepped on one foot to prevent the subsequent zombies from being pushed away.

More and more zombies pile up on the second layer of glass like arhats, gnawing with their teeth, hitting them with their fists, and hitting them with their heads. They want to break through this transparent barrier. The dense number even blocked the light. The light in the hall is like the scene when the sun sets. If you look from the outside now, the outer wall of this four-storey building seems to be full of mountain tigers, and it is constantly extending upwards.

"Xiaotian, they can't break through the second and third floors. What if they climb to the top floor?" Jason, who was panting, thought of something more terrible.

A word woke up the dreamer, and Tianling's calm heart beat violently again, and even a little urine.

"All back up, the team members who still have bullets in the gun, open fire."

"Fire?" The team members were puzzled by this order.

"Break all the glass and fire." Tianling repeated the order again. His intention was very simple. He broke all the two-layer and three-layer glass. The zombies had two huge vents, so they would not rush to the top level. This is the same reason that mainland China blew up dams and vented floods in some places during the peak season, although...

With the sharp sound of bullets hitting the glass, the outer wall glass on the second floor was damaged to varying degrees. The zombies struggling outside squeezed into large or small holes, completely ignoring the glass debris that had cut their whole body into black blood.

"Let's go to the third floor."

"copy (received)."

On the third floor, there was another burst of random guns. While all the glass collapsed, the bullets were all gone. After releasing the gun, without any words, under the leadership of Tianling, he moved to the top floor.

When everyone reached the top floor, it was the most sunny time of the day. Tianling, who had not eaten half of the grain in the past two days, felt a trace of warmth. He ordered everyone to take good care of the entrance of the iron ladder, so he climbed down the platform and walked to the edge of the top floor to check.

"It's her again." Tianling held the edge of the wall and saw a familiar existence.

not far away, the conspicuous black coat as usual, standing with its head held high, and the zombies passing nearby are far away.

Tianling raised his gun and aimed without thinking, but there was a slightly empty crispness in the gun body, which made him disappointed. In a hurry, he forgot that all the bullets had already been fired.

The black coat arrogantly moved his eyes to the top of the building. Is it him again? In her consciousness, this black-haired man appeared repeatedly and raised a strange stick every time. This is an intolerable provocation. A born king will never allow any disrespect and blasphemy.

"Wow." She clenched her hands and shouted with her head up.

Within a few kilometers, the zombies who heard the roar trembled and crawled to the ground devoutly.

Tianling turned a blind eye to this child-like demonstration, clenched his fist, stretched out his little finger, and went down another 360 degrees.

"Woo, woo, woo." The mood of the black coat fluctuated violently, and the cry was sad.

The zombies who were originally crawling on the ground jumped up and rushed to the building where Tianling was located.

"Captain, what's wrong?"

"Xiao Tian, what's wrong?"

The team members who found something abnormal gathered around Tianling one after another and looked at the excited zombies below to ask him about the situation.

"The king is coming!"

"Haha, this kind of brainless mad dog still has a king? Are you kidding? I stayed upstairs and didn't go down to dry meat in the sun. I'm so greedy for these idiots. Jason burst out laughing.

"Jason, just take a break. Don't forget our current situation. Tianling waved his hand feebly to disperse the crowd and said with a sad smile, "Let's all disperse!" Save physical strength and live one more second.

The fourth night of being blocked in the big library is coming.

The pale moonlight spread on the top floor, and the survivors curled up and sat in the corner of the wind to keep their body temperature and resist hunger.

Tianling wanted to count the number of remaining survivors, but looking at the black veil on his left arm, he still closed his eyes, man! Why make it difficult for yourself? Instead of watching the number decrease every day, it's better to starve to death like this, at least you will feel better.

In fact, Tianling has always been like a question, the army, where is the legendary army? Obviously, in addition to their own team, many people have no weapons. Should this be said to be due to the vast land and sparsely populated here? Many farms with only a few people are safe, provided that there is no zombie tide wandering by, and many of them come here because a well-armed team of rescue brought them here.

In fact, the zombies here have indeed been cleaned up. If it hadn't been for the wave of corpses that came a few days ago, they would have lived here safely. They could even grow flowers, raise pigs and so on... In this long night, how many people will fall with despair; the next morning, how many People don't wake up anymore.

"Ah!" A scream awakened Tianling, who gradually became in a trance.

He followed the voice. A few people were tearing the clothes on a woman's body not far from under the high platform. The woman's mouth was covered and her limbs were still struggling. The white flesh exposed under the broken clothes, against the moonlight, showed a violent beauty.

Tianling swallowed his saliva, and his lower body showed signs of holding his head high. Are people confused at this moment when you can't see the future? It is incredible that he has been flaunting justice without any idea to stop it.

"Xiao Tian, shall we do it too?" Jason stood up with a gun and said with a little guilty, "The Korean girls over there are in good shape, and they don't have to look at the disgusting pancake face at night."

"If you fall asleep, you will basically never wake up again." Fan Zheng snorted feebly in the distance.

Niu Zhongbao sneered and said, "I forgot, Fan Zheng, you are still a virgin, hey hey hey, hey, you are still a virgin after coming to the United States for so long. It's embarrassing for Chinese people to say it. Why don't you take you to look for it? Brother forcibly held up this bone to give you the wind. After saying that, he peeked at Kaka, who didn't know whether he was asleep or in a coma.

With the leader, and the owner of force does not suppress, the top level gradually ** up, and a few fearful exclamation or pandering came gently. At the last moment of this life, not only men are excited, but also the ladies and dignified women in the day also want to indulge.

"Captain, my girlfriend was dragged away by several white people." Kato Fumio, who was so hungry that his eyes were deep and concave, ran over and shouted.

"Then go with them. Don't you Japanese like this? Well, my mobile phone still has electricity. Take a video and show it to everyone. Jason lost his mobile phone and felt worried and told, "Remember to turn on the night mode."

This mobile phone was a gift from Jason's mother, so it was not thrown away, but at this time, Jason was like this. In the face of Jason's ridicules, or provocations, or insults?

Kato's speech was blocked for a moment. His physique could not compete with white people at all. Just now, his new girlfriend Baihui was forcibly dragged away by several people. It seemed that people knew that the bullet had already run out. He faced the muzzle of the gun without fear and knocked him to the ground. Now his stomach is still burning like a fire.

"Does Zhou Kun still have strength? Huh? You stay to prevent people from fishing in troubled waters and hit the idea of two girls. Even if they die in their sleep, they will go to see their ancestors cleanly. Tianling trusts Zhou Kun's personal character and cultivation very much.

"I can't die for the time being. I still have a bullet in my left wheel. If something happens, I will fire a gun." Zhou Kun took out a bullet from his trouser pocket and filled it into the left wheel.

"Very good, all those who can move will follow me to find someone." Tianling climbed down the iron ladder from the high platform and asked Kato Fumio to lead the way.

During the breath, Tianling and the people rushed to the scene of the incident.

The unique smell of burning marijuana floats in the air. Three figures with white buttocks without any cover are busy on Kato's girlfriend Momoe Takano.

Moke deterred Tianling's uncompromising violent means and hid for a few days. However, in the afternoon, he accidentally heard the news that the Chinese had run out of bullets, and the violence factor in his blood was ready to move again. He stepped down on the second one tonight. His skin is very slippery, and the Ru room is big enough, and ** is better than whoring.

Seeing a group of people coming around, he did not panic at all. The thin and short Asians were not his opponents at all. What's more, he had two friends of the same skin color. When the three of them united, the group of Asians could not take advantage of them. Thinking of this, he took a deep breath of pure marijuana proudly, accelerated the insertion, and shouted excitedly, "Dirty Asian pig, also called a helper, haha, get out of the land of California, this belongs to us."

The arrogant scolding, all the people who heard it suddenly changed their faces. Even Mock's two accomplices were a little flustered, and one of them urgently pulled out the j-j that went into Takano Baihui's mouth, and swept his eyes around to find his clothes.

"Ow, give me the gun." Tianling stretched out his hand backwards.

Mock's chest suddenly felt cold, but the black barrel was against him.

"Haha, you poor Chinese worms, scare me with empty guns?" Mock laughed and said disdainfully.

"Hey hey, you're right. The standard equipment given by those soldiers is gone, but this AK is not sure. Do you want to try it?

Mock opened his eyes wide and tried to identify the condescending face, but he inhaled too much marijuana before, and the light was dim. He couldn't see it for a moment. He couldn't say a word, and he was stunned.

"Are you scaring me?" He took a long time to squeeze out a sentence from his teeth.

"Oh." The AK is different from the standard weapon of the U.S. military. Although it is a little rough, it uses a larger bullet and more powerful than the M series.

Mock only felt a sharp pain in his left ear, and then there was a roar in his head, and he could not hear any sound. No matter how he opened his mouth and roared, he only heard a sharp thorn. He covered his left ear, but there was no touch of the physical object in the palm of his hand.

Tianling looked at Mok, who was rolling on the ground and kept crying and howling, and said pitifully, "Does it hurt? Does it hurt? Tell me?"

"Ouch! I'm sorry, I forgot. I'm really sorry. I can't hear you shooting at such a close distance!" Tianling squatted down and dragged the barrel of AK on Mock. When his eyes looked at his lower body, he became interested again. Then he said, "Your thing, I'm still very jealous, but I don't know if zombies like to nibble sausages."

Mork saw the face of the dark-haired man in front of him in horror, with deep and crazy eyes, and the cyan beard growing on his mouth and chin, reflecting the sickly pale face. Seeing that he was staring at somewhere where he was already weak, a desperate word came out of his throat: "NO."

"NO? Do you know what it's like to be destroyed? Have you ever been soft-hearted when your violent object begged for mercy? You definitely didn't, and as you wish, I don't have it now." Tianling sneered, and another shot pierced the sole of Mok's right foot. The violent movement of the bullet could crush the flesh and blood, and a terrible hole appeared on his right foot.

Looking at Mock, who was pale and couldn't hum, Tianling stepped on his face and said playfully, "It seems that the United States doesn't belong to you guys. He should belong to those Indians. Get out of here, but it's one step ahead of us!"

Tianling put the muzzle of the gun against Mock's forehead and gently pulled the trigger under his desperate eyes.

The head was like a bursting watermelon, and the white brains even splashed on the team members behind Tianling. The atmosphere was so solemn that no one dared to wipe it with their hands. They all endured the overturning of the river in their stomachs and sweated coldly on their backs.

"It's your turn." Tianling turned his eyes to Mok's two accomplices.

Death's sentence exploded in their ears like thunder, and his legs softened and he knelt down with a plop.

"Xiao Tian, the one on the left is in our team. They all call him Cook, an Irishman." Niu Zhongbao whispered beside Tianling.

"Fuck, bastard." Hearing this, Tianling was even more angry. First, he shot the white man kneeling on the right in the head and hit Cook in the face with a fierce butt.

Cook's nose was directly concave, and his eyes also bleed. He seemed to feel that Tianling was not determined to kill him. He begged for mercy and said, "Captain, they instructed me. Don't kill me, don't kill me, don't kill me."

Tianling waved his hand impatiently and begged for mercy. He squatted down and pointed to Takano Baihui, who seemed to be in shock and said, "If I don't know this woman, I can indeed forgive you, but she is the woman of your teammates. She plays a black hand at her comrades-in-arms and a knife to the brothers who can entrust her back. Is this you guys? The belief of the governor? ...So you have to die."

Tianling shot Cook in the neck, and the head flying out in the direction of the muzzle was shocking, and a large amount of blood gushing from his neck splashed all over him.

"Ow, take the gun." Tianling threw the gun to Niu Zhongbao and found a white T-shirt on the ground to change it.

"Captain. The black cloth on your left arm is also soaked. If the wind blows all night, it will definitely hurt to the bone the next day. I'll use my black T-shirt to make a redo for you. Jason was frightened by Tianling's killing methods. He was secretly glad that he did not join such actions on his own initiative. When he came to his senses, he saw that the black cloth on his left arm that sent others off was also soaked in blood and kindly suggested.

"Some people leave every day. The kind and sinful are leaving us. And how long can I see them off at this end of the world? I will always take it with me, as long as I live. Tianling sighed for a while, looked at the oozing blood, and the red black cloth appeared slightly in the bright white moonlight.

"A reality as cruel as blood! How long can we walk? If one day our body is found, use this bloody armband to prove to the discoverer that we have fought. Tianling was a little weak and walked towards the high platform where he was resting.

"Let's call it a blood armband."

Wh! Wow!

The sound of the cloth being torn constantly behind him. Tianling did not look back. He knew what they were doing; and they must also know what they were doing.

A light smile, hidden helplessness, hiding from gratifying, climbed up the corners of Tianling's mouth.

Even if we will die tomorrow, at least today, I will still live as a person!

When Tianling woke up, he found himself sleeping on a straight board with a thin mattress**. Huh? The military green sheets and quilt covers turned out to be a dream. Haha, the dream is really domineering, but the military training has been so tired for a few days. This college entrance is really not a human life.

"Fuck, it's not." He got up vigilantly and looked at his surroundings.

"Wild tents? It seems that I have been rescued, thank God." Tianling said, but there was no gratitude for being rescued in his heart. Instead, he missed the fantasy when he first woke up, alas! The dream of returning to the beautiful college era is broken.

"In fact, you should be more grateful to the Marine Corps." He said softly.

Only then did Tianling find a young female officer sitting in the depths of the tent. Her face was slightly pink, beautiful, and her tall nose made his face more delicate. The most important thing was the bulge of her chest, which almost burst the uniform, and her huge breasts were on the edge of the table. Is it too heavy?

"This foreign girl is really big enough." Tianling swallowed his saliva and preached in Chinese.

"It was given by my parents. There's nothing I can do." The female officer said in a standard Mandarin.

This Mandarin sentence shocked Tianling more than finding a foreign girl with big breasts, but he thought and said, "Such a beautiful lady can speak fluent Chinese. I'm insemination."

"Ye-huh, thank you." The female officer smiled and said, "Don't move."

These online words are impossible to appear in Chinese textbooks. Tianling asked tentatively, "Tianya?"

"No, cat pounce."

Fat...

The female officer got up, shook her turbulent chest, walked to Tianling's bed and said, "Let me introduce myself first, Minaj Jefferson, Beep - graduated from the Chinese Department of the University, and now the rank is second lieutenant."

"Only beep... college can produce a monster like you."

"Thank you for your praise. Then, according to the general's order, I will be responsible for meeting any of your needs."

"Any need?" Tianling's eyes shined.

"Yes, any need. The premise is that Mr. Xu must become a U.S. citizen. Mina did not procrastinate at all, but her straightforward answer made Tianling angry.

"No way."

"No?" Mina asked in surprise.

"Yes, I'm 25 years old, and my age is 30 points; my bachelor's degree is also 30 points; my spouse's cohabitation is also 20 points. If I find a girl to live with now; Grandma, it's far from enough. It's early away from your standard immigration score." Tianling broke his fingers to calculate the immigration score.

Mina smiled and couldn't figure out whether the young man in front of her was really stupid or fake.

"What are you laughing at? The immigration score is a little low, but it's not so ridiculous. TianLING WAS VERY ANGRY, AND THEN HE SEEMED TO SUDDENLY THINK OF something. HE SUDDENLY AND ANGLING, "GENERAL GENERAL IS REALLY TOO IGNITOUS. SEND A GIRL TO ME TO GET A GREEN CARD WHEN I GET MARRIED. TIT, THIS CHEST CAN FEED THE CHILDREN OF A FOOTBALL TEAM."

"Well, it's General Gail." Mina reminded. Then I don't know which corner I pulled out a brown file bag, handed it to Tianling, and then said, "Mr. Tian, there is a statement in the document. As long as you sign your name, you are a legal citizen of the United States. Congratulations."

Tianling disassembled the sealing cotton thread of the file bag, and a palm-sized black slipped out.

"Passport?"

"Yes, we have already done it for you. Just sign the statement in the document bag and the passport will take effect immediately."

Tianling can't see the joys and sorrows on his face, but his heart has already turned upside down. After all, what is the dream of many international students in their hands! His fingers trembled a little and opened the last page of the passport, and his photo and name were in sight.

However, when something can really enter your own life normally, it loses its luster and meaning.

"Second Lieutenant Mina, where are my clothes?" Tianling threw his passport to the pillow and found himself naked in the quilt.

"In the suitcase under the bed." Mina has been observing the behavior of this peer. Just now, when he opened his passport, he clearly caught the surprise in his eyes. In an instant, he calmed down again.

"Miss Mina doesn't avoid it. Do you want me to change my clothes?" Tianling flashed with cunning eyes.

"Hmm." When Mina walked out of the tent, she muttered, "It's not that I haven't seen it."

The suitcase is about one meter long and about half a meter wide, with pinyin and two strings of letters and numbers doped with numbers on the top.

"Bang!" Open it with one sound.

The top layer of the box is a military uniform jacket wrapped in plastic film. Shake open the plastic bag, and the familiar touch comes.

When the People's Liberation Army changed clothes in 2007, the elders complained about how the military uniform and the postman were the same color, and the school officer's coats were also tied up by them. So Tianling often sneaks out for a walk, showing off to the group of friends, and the consequence is that he is chased all over the street by pickets.

"It can't be wrong. It must be a general! What do I have that makes Gail's old man value me so much? Tianling said to himself.

When Mina walked into the tent again, she saw a straight spine with her back to her.

Is

him? How can a thin and weak Asian who keeps scanning his chest with obscene eyes and a stubble on his face be so righteous and upright? Thinking of this, Mina couldn't help blushing slightly and said unscrupully, "Is that you? How is that possible? Aren't Asians all like yellow monkeys?

Tianling turned around, a pair of sword eyebrows tightened, and said angrily, "Second Lieutenant Mina, did you have such etiquette when you met the officer? I think you will pay for it!"

Mina made a mistake for a moment. After a period of panic, she sorted out her thoughts and said, "Mr. Xu, the United States does not allow senior officers to hold foreign passports. As long as you have not signed the declaration of expulsion, you can't exercise your authority."

"According to the law, what right do you have to grant a civilian the rank of a senior officer in the armed forces? What right do you have to issue official passports directly to foreign civilians?

"That's an emergency plan. The country needs... super... ah..." Mina explained, "What are you going to do?"

"Retight, back, back." Tianling stepped on the American police drums and forced Mina's body.

Mina blushed and said angrily, "What on earth do you want to do?"

"Demonstrate the so-called law in your mouth. As a law enforcement officer, if you have any behavior that touches my body, it will be shown as an infringement!" While talking, Tianling had forced Mina to the corner of the tent, but the pace still continued.

"Goo." It seems to be the sound of the chest being squeezed.

Mina was already at a loss and could only lower her head on Tianling's left shoulder, weakly preventing him from moving forward.

"Comrade Second Lieutenant, now my behavior has caused you a gender violation, and you can take a series of countermeasures against me. Ha ha, soldiers belong to the state's violent institutions, and the police are the law enforcement officers. You should distinguish them correctly. Don't always be taken advantage of by others and feel that you are at a loss!" Tianling said with her lips against her slightly transparent earlobe.

"You..." Mina, who just wanted to refute, only felt the earlobe suddenly hot, and there was a numbing tremor all over her body. It seemed that a hot stream gushed out from three inches under the navel. She could only grit her teeth tightly and close her legs.

"This is the price you paid for the breach of speech just now. If you still have a few words, I don't mind sending you to the military court." Tianling put on the big-brimmed hat under his armpit, turned around and walked out, and said a Chinese sentence in his mouth.

"It's really big and brainless."

"You have no chest and no brain!"

"Ga..."

... That's the end of the farce. What do you dare to do or continue to do.

"Yes, is there any task? I don't believe that pies will fall from the sky, especially at this time. Tianling pulled the neckline, and he felt that it was still loose and comfortable. As for the immigration certificate or something, it was just a joke. It seemed that there was news that there were several government things. God knew that the straw general was the U.S. government.

"Stop the movement of the corpse tide!"

Tianling turned his head and looked at Mina and said in surprise, "Mina, can you tell me how many people are left in the army?" The head show is funny, and it's a corpse tide?

"The regular army is less than 500." Mina originally wanted to say that this was a military secret, but when she thought about it, the residents of the fortress could know this kind of news. It was better to tell it frankly.

Tianling thought a little and asked, "There should be a large number of civilians and forces."

Mina nodded.

"It's only now that I understand that our skin is the appointment of Jiang Guangtou in 1949." Jason listened to the dialogue between the two and suddenly said with a face, "But that straw general is too stingy for his sister. Just give me a major general. Let's just praise him as the marshal."

"Then we are really generals. What should we call Gail?" Zhou Kun, who is not good at talking, is interested.

Jason said with a bad smile, "Principal?"

"Silly... It's called the committee seat." Fan Zheng rolled his eyes with a pitiful expression on your uneducated expression.

"Fuck, you're so stupid... How to translate the committee seat?"

The three of them quarreled with each other.

Seeing this, Tianling frowned and scolded, "What are you quarreling about? Let foreigners see jokes. Hurry up and call everyone. Today, the party organization held a meeting and put on all the blood armbands. Although the mud legs were born, don't let people think that we are a group of upstarts.

"OK." The three of them became serious when they heard the bloody armband, and the frivolous smile was erased from their faces.

"Call up the group of survivors we saved and gather at the high platform in the middle." Tianling shouted at the three people who were about to sink into the tent group.

"I got it."

Mina looked at Tianling suspiciously. When her eyes hit his left arm, she was shocked and said, "Shir, the military doctor threw it away when he checked your body that day. Where did you find it?"

"It's in the paper basket next to my bed. Fortunately, it hasn't been cut." The blood on the arm armband has already solidified, and it feels a little hard.

"This...so dirty!" Mina covered her mouth and looked at the blood crumbs falling from the armband kneading with her hands with a disgusted face.

"Dirty? You just don't understand.

"Is there any special meaning?"

"No..." Tianling shrugged his shoulders!

No, people are dead, of course, there is nothing left. The blood armband is something that rests on those dead people!