Chapter 75 What Did I Do
For zombies, this is what Sylviere said - if you don't die, it's not fun!
The more you know about zombies, the more Savier's "love" for zombies. Who allows them to provide raw materials that human beings cannot make at this moment? Who allows them to provide raw materials? For human beings, animals that lack breadth of knowledge and comprehensive thinking, only the intelligent brain understands their usefulness.
For such a thing, the following people will never understand.
"What...what..."
Zhu Pingxin's **, who was called up, had a tied girl. This is Zhu Pingxin's little hobby, that is, he prefers Fusang-style SM games.
Zhu Pingxin rubbed his face hard because of the lack of rest. At his age, it's false that he is not tired after the "action" in the middle of the night. But he can't but rub his face well, otherwise when he smiles for a while, it will be fake at a glance.
He didn't know that Guo Zhenbei's "combat auxiliary system" provided an "expression analysis system". No matter how sophisticated he is, he knows how to lie. For the intelligent program studied by Sylvia, that is the level of kindergarten.
After all, no matter how! Zhu Pingxin can't jump out of the human category, and his psychological activities are not a secret to psychology.
The database of the "expression analysis system" provided by Siweier comes from all the cameras connected on the Internet. For the huge data after human expression analysis, as well as the intelligent programs provided by Svir, his ability is zero.
Zhu Pingxin didn't know these situations. He just had a kind of joy in his heart, that is, another soldier came to send him equipment. Just like the previous team of soldiers, although they caused considerable damage, they also sent powerful weapons and equipment.
When he came to the yard of the highway rest station, he could hear the dull gunfire.
"Well, this is a good gun. Listen to the sound and you will know. I think it's time to change my pistol!"
In Zhu Pingxin's underarm holster, there is a 9mm Type 92 pistol. Moreover, this pistol has different characteristics from the ordinary Type 92 pistol. The weighted barrel and special ammunition indicate that it is definitely not a military pistol used by ordinary troops.
Until today, Zhu Pingxin remembered his means to deal with those soldiers, and still felt that he was full of height. Instead of using the trick of adding ecze in his food, he released a high concentration of ** ecze into the house after these soldiers stayed in his hotel. In the end, except for the sentry who escaped, all the rest became his prisoners.
At this moment, these people have all become dead bones, especially when Zhu Pingxin understands by checking their documents that they are not ordinary disaster relief troops. It is the special forces sent by the government to carry out special tasks, so it is definitely a great scourge to keep these people.
As a result, the special forces of 33 people in two teams, except for a few sentries who fled, were all killed by him. The reason why the sentries fled and did not fight back was that they were all injured. They were all attacked by an anesthetic crossbows, and all of them were shot in the thighs. Although that will not cause people and death, the damage to the leg muscles will make them lose the ability to move and fight back.
From this point of view, Zhu Pingxin is not a fool. After rolling around for many years, he is still full of skills. So now we have to see what will happen to the army led by Guo Zhenbei, who wears Spartan armor and is completely isolated from the outside world while being bulletproof.
Zhu Pingxin doesn't want to use the heavy weapons in his hand against those soldiers. After all, only these soldiers have supplementary ammunition. There are almost no 5.8 and 9mm bullets in China. For the soldiers who came, although he was nervous and experienced, he was not afraid. Instead, he gave a careless order.
"Go and find mustard oil for me, otherwise there will be no tears for a while. I'm afraid they will see it."
By this time, the activities in the kitchen had already ended, and Shu Guang and others had gradually come to their senses. Although they are still weak, they know that they have no chance to escape. His eyes looked around, and what he saw were all the teammates of the motorcycle team who shared his life and death with him.
As soon as he closed his eyes, he lamented.
"Alas, what have I done! My God, they will all die here. What on earth have I done...!"
The young Shu Guang could not move at this time, and his open eyes were full of tears. He is not worried about his death. Anyway, this life has already been picked up. He just felt that he was easily fooled and felt sorry for the brothers of the motorcycle team in front of him.
Here are his comrades-in-arms and the teammates they met on the way. When he came out of the zombie siege dozens of times, he knew how much these brothers had paid. But today, because of his carelessness, people will lose their lives and finally pick them up from the zombies.
What makes Shu Guang feel most heavy is that there are some children aged 7 to 13 in their motorcycle team. They escaped with their families and became orphans at this moment. At this moment, they are lying on the ground, with their eyes closed one by one, ignorant of the darkness of the future.
"Alas..."
Eyes and lips, this is the part of the body that Shu Guang can control at this moment, and his limbs are still motionless like a cloth. While he was chagrined, regretful and self-reproach, the changes in the restaurant brought him some hope.
"Hurry up, hurry up, move them all to the basement, hurry up...!"
The guards who have just enjoyed it, this is the sound of a fierce threat with their Type 95 rifle. With this sound, Shu Guang was very surprised to see an acquaintance. That's not someone else. It's exactly Cui Laoer from their motorcycle team.
Shu Guang squeezed his eyes hard in disbelief, and then looked over again. Although he was still dizzy, he had seen the man's face clearly. He is none other than Cui Laoer.
He carried the people of the motorcycle team and laughed with the people under Boss Zhu. And their words also made Shu Guang understand what the boy had done.
"Second, you are just the last one. There are so many women, you are not afraid to make yourself a kidney loss!"
"Hey, I gave it to myself. You don't know that those little ones who rely on our stupid captain usually don't pay attention to my Cui Laoer at all. Today, one person gave them a shot, and they will all be our children's cheap mothers in the future.
In this way, those who hold guns and force others to lift people laugh together.
"Cui Laoer, you didn't know long ago that Boss Zhu was going to deal with you. You really have a winch. You know how to show your loyalty to our boss behind your back!"
"That's right. We are also people who have traveled around the world. What kind of people have never seen before? Boss Zhu is the one who does big things at a glance.
When he heard Cui Laoer's words, Shu Guang regretted it in his heart. When he met Cui Laoer at the beginning, he found that he bullied several survivors who accompanied him. Later, after receiving him, he was also a person who often disturbed his life. It is the kind of person in the crowd who is often dissatisfied but does not come up and always pokes others on business trips to make trouble.
Such people are often like this. They often instigate other people's behavior and hide behind to watch the fun. When something happens between ordinary people on the street, they often shout and fight behind people, just like them.
It's just that Shu Guang didn't expect this dog. Day. At this time, the first mutiny. But he can't help admiring that the guy is "bright" again and again. From this perspective, he is smarter than himself!
The people they were pointed at with guns were a group of men and women with vegetables, as well as some twelve-and-a-half-year-old children. They seem to have long been used to these people with guns commanding them to work, one by one. They moved the fascinated people in the motorcycle team into their basement according to the orders of the gunmen.
"Boss, the basement is not enough. These lying guys take up too much space."
Someone spoke to the radio, which suddenly reminded Shu Guang. It was Zhu Pingxin, who seemed to be cheerful and actually harboured the evil heart, who led them into the trap. It was also because of his little wine that he lost consciousness.
"Zhu Pingxin, you bastard, I will become a ghost and I won't let you go!"
You can't even scold him. What a helpless threat it is. Shu Guang looked at the situation in front of him and guessed that he was afraid that he could no longer escape the disaster in front of him. He didn't understand in his heart. Zhu Pingxin seemed to be a reasonable person. He should know that at this time, only when the Chinese people unite can they re-establish the once prosperous country. Can a little profit make Zhu Pingxin abandon everything?
"Well, forget it. What else is there to say now? Let's let's let it go!"
Just as Shu Guang was grumbling, the person who had just conducted radio communication spoke again.
"Well, boss, don't worry. When they come in, we will clean it up. You don't have to worry at all!"
"They? Is there someone coming again, or do we still have to save it? Cui Laoer, if we are saved...!"
Thinking of this, Shu Guang twisted his body at all. He hoped that the survivors from outside could remind them when they came in. Maybe it's a melee, then you and the motorcycle team still have a chance to leave.
After all, according to Shu Guang's understanding, people who can live to this day are not good at it.
In fact, Shu Guang's view is biased.
Survivors with hands and brains are much more simple than calculating other people's lives with their hearts like Zhu Pingxin!
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