National Fortune Survival: Do you call this Plants vs. Zombies?

Lin Qingfeng found a relatively clean place and sat down, staring at the food and water in his hands in a daze, hungry, isn't there enough food?
Soon, the peace in the cage was quickly broken, four or five survivors in ragged clothes surrounded and stood around Lin Qingfeng.

The guard at the side just glanced at the situation here, then turned his head away, as if he had long been used to this situation.

"Boy, this clean place is ours, leave your water and food behind, and get out of here!" The leader grinned, showing a mouthful of yellow to black teeth, and said with a grin.

"Sir, what if you kill someone?" Lin Qingfeng stood up and shouted to the guards outside the cage.

"Being killed can only be a bad fortune-telling." The team member smiled apologetically.

"Thank you sir, I understand." Lin Qingfeng also smiled apologetically at the team members.

"Oh!"

The survivor who just said harsh words to Lin Qingfeng flew out in a strange posture, slammed into the iron fence on the other side, and fell to the ground in a V shape, with big buttocks Strands of blood gushed from his mouth.

The whole cage shook violently, the surrounding voices suddenly disappeared, and everyone looked at Lin Qingfeng with their mouths open.

The team member stared wide-eyed at Lin Qingfeng who was slowly withdrawing his feet, with an expression of disbelief.

"Now, this clean place is mine. Everyone leave your water and food, and get out of the way..." Lin Qingfeng said with a chuckle, licking his lips.

Three hours was long or short, and Lin Qingfeng lay down on the ground after eating and drinking, and even fell asleep.

The quarantined people who were locked with him consciously stood on the other side of the cage, and no one dared to come over to provoke him.

When the isolation was over, the cage door was opened again, and a team of heavily armed players stood outside.

"Everyone, come here!"

Lin Qingfeng jumped up suddenly, and ran all the way to the door. The other survivors followed behind him and stood obediently in a row.

The leading captain frowned and glanced at the well-ordered survivors, then glanced at the corpse lying on the ground, and snorted coldly: "No matter what skills you have before, since you have entered the shelter, you should be honest. Follow the rules here... If anyone dares to stab someone, I will definitely make him regret living in this last world!"

Everyone nodded, and then a team escorted the quarantined survivors through a corridor built underground, and formally entered the gathering place.

Lin Qingfeng looked around curiously. It seemed that this passage passed through the thick city wall from the ground and directly entered the gathering place.

The entire passage is not too wide, it can accommodate up to two cars in parallel, and there are rows of holes left on the tiles on both sides of the passage.

Lin Qingfeng took a deep breath, and his heart skipped a beat. He smelled the smell of gasoline. It seems that there are pipes behind these holes, and a large amount of gasoline will be sprayed when necessary?

Therefore, this shelter has no door at all. If there is a wave of corpses besieging it, you only need to block the passage, and you don't have to worry about breaking the door.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if the tide of corpses breaks through this underground passage, it will probably be burned to the ground.

Lin Qingfeng nodded secretly in his heart, this method will be used in his gathering place when he goes back!
After walking in the passage for more than ten minutes before going out, what Lin Qingfeng didn't expect was that a bustling market came into view.

Three rows of blue rainproof cloths were erected and the open-air tents were divided into many large and small stalls separated by wooden boards. There was a rush of people, and the sound of bargaining filled my ears.

Such a situation made Lin Qingfeng feel dazed for a while, as if he had returned to the scene when he went to the temple fair in the past.

"Let's go, don't look at it yet, choose your future career, there will be plenty of opportunities to visit the market in the future..."

The captain who led the team laughed, as if the surprised performance of these survivors satisfied him.

Passing through the market area, a group of people walked into an empty room, surrounded by a circle of players with live ammunition.

The captain asked the survivors to stand at the door of the room, then walked to the side table and picked up a form, looked down and said loudly: "There are white squares with numbers on the floor of the room, I will read them next. The number plates in your hands tell you which numbered square to go to."

“13号去A1，15号去B4，26号去A3……”

Following the voice of the captain, the survivors walked out of the team one by one, stood in the corresponding square, looked around blankly,

Lin Qingfeng looked at his number plate, number 18...

As time passed bit by bit, all the survivors around him went out and stood in the corresponding squares, only Lin Qingfeng was left standing alone at the door of the room.

Everyone looked at him with a kind of distorted gloating. If he was not assigned, it meant that he would probably not be accepted by the gathering place and would be kicked out.

Soon, someone took away the survivors who had been assigned. Lin Qingfeng scratched his head, wondering if he should move Xu Han out?He can't leave the gathering place now because his gift hasn't arrived yet.

The captain put down the form in his hand, walked up to Lin Qingfeng and looked at him.

"Lin Xiaofeng..."

Lin Qingfeng froze for a few seconds before realizing that he was being called.

"It's me!" Lin Qingfeng smiled.

"You dare to kill people just after entering the city?" The captain narrowed his eyes and asked in a cold tone.

"If I don't do anything, I should be killed. It's better to strike first and scare those other people..." Lin Qingfeng said flatly.

"Your specialty says... super powerful zombie hunter?" the captain asked again.

"Yes, I'm better at killing zombies..." Lin Qingfeng nodded.

"Everyone here is good at killing zombies!" The captain said and patted the weapon on his waist.

All the team members in the room burst into laughter, Lin Qingfeng turned his head to look at the team members around him, and looked at the black combat uniforms on them, feeling a little kind in his heart.

He turned his head, pointed to the weapon on the captain's waist, and said, "I'm not talking about using a weapon..."

The smile on the captain's face froze, and his eyes flashed.

"You mean close combat?"

"You have to know that the zombies that can be killed with weapons are relatively low-level cannon fodder, and some high-level zombies are useless with weapons." Lin Qingfeng blinked at the captain.

The captain's face became serious, and he looked at Lin Qingfeng with doubts.

"Follow me!" The captain turned around and walked out of the room. The team members in the room filed out and followed behind the captain.

Lin Qingfeng also followed at the end of the team. They walked out of the room and walked around the market to the depths of the gathering place. Soon a group of people came to the center.