I have an RV in the end times

Chapter 45 The Marksman of Steel City

"Are you ok?"

Suddenly, Duan Qianli heard a voice.

It was Zhou Jue who was asking him.

"Uh, it's okay, thank you." Duan Qianli nodded.

"Where are you going?" Zhou Jue asked again.

"Go to Ninghai, my family is there." Duan Qianli said seriously.

Hearing this, Zhang Yun, who was carrying things in front, looked back at him.

Zhou Jue glanced at Zhang Yun cautiously: "Zhang Yun, can he come with us?"

Zhang Yun thought for a while: "Yes."

Duan Qianli was very grateful, and ran back to the gas station to help his locomotive.

"I'll just ride this one and follow you." Duan Qianli was very sensible and didn't dare to get into Zhang Yun's RV.

He quickly refueled the locomotive and started it smoothly.

There are not many things in the supermarket, but the car is still full.

This sense of fullness is rare in the last days.

No matter where he goes, searching for supplies and food is Zhang Yun's first thought.

"If you're hungry, you can ask us for it." Zhang Yun finished speaking lightly and got into the cab.

Clink the ignition to start.

The RV drove slowly ahead.

Duan Qianli bit his lip and followed closely.

The straight national road, the sun-drenched afternoon, is a bit muggy.

There was a sense of anxiety in the car.

"Boy, turn on the fan!" Zhang Yun yelled.

Zhou Jue's face brightened, wishing he could turn on the fan to dissipate heat, he went to the closet and took out a small fan.

Zhu Lingshan asked, "Aren't you afraid of wasting electricity and gas?"

Zhou Jue didn't dare to speak, Zhang Yun replied: "My car has a lot of gas."

One sentence blocked Zhu Lingshan to death, and she didn't bother to dissuade her.

I thought it would be hot if it was hot, because power generation in the car consumes a lot of fuel.

But since Zhang Yun doesn't save himself, is it necessary for her to persuade him?Might as well enjoy it.

After the fan was turned on, the temperature in the car dropped a lot.

Zhu Lingshan tugged on her collar, feeling the cool wind blowing, and felt very happy.

Zhou Jue blushed, and quickly turned his head away, staring at his computer, fiddling with the signal transceiver.

The three of them spoke to each other without speaking, and the car was quiet.

At this time.

Duan Qianli chased after him on his motorcycle, and pointed in the direction of ten o'clock next to Zhang Yun's cab.

There were a few zombies there, moving towards the national highway in a daze.

Zhang Yun gave him an 'ok' gesture, telling Duan Qianli not to be nervous.

Duan Qianli was next to the RV, turning his head to look at the zombies from time to time.

The young man's psychological endurance is still not enough. Zombies are a very scary thing.

They roll their eyes, their skin is livid gray, their mouths emit a foul stench, and they howl like a beast.

Normal people will be scared when they see it, right?

Of course Zhang Yun is used to it.

It's easy to relax yourself by treating the zombie's head as a potato.

One car and one motorcycle, traveling straight on the national road.

The sun is gradually setting, and the sky is full of fire clouds.

Zhang Yun gestured to Duan Qianli to stop, and then stopped to repair.

"Anything to eat? There are all kinds of canned food, snacks, and instant noodles." Zhang Yun asked.

Duan Qianli thought nervously: "Instant noodles, thank you."

Zhang Yun threw a box of old sauerkraut to him: "Get in the car, there is hot water in the car."

Duan Qianli felt very warm.

He walked all this way by himself, and because of his vigilance, he rarely accepts help from strangers.

Because strangers help you, it must be profitable.

However, he had already saved his life, so it would not be good to be wary of others.

So Duan Qianli got into the car openly.

Zhou Jue heated up a pot of water and made instant noodles for him.

soon.

Fragrant.

Zhu Lingshan's saliva also flowed down: "I want to eat too."

So, the three of them also made instant noodles, gathered in front of the sofa and ate them in big mouthfuls, not even soup left.

"Uh uh, oh~!"

The howling of zombies sounded outside.

Zhang Yun was about to grab a baseball bat and get out of the car, but Duan Qianli stopped him: "I'll do it."

Seeing him pull out the slingshot and load the gear, Zhang Yun frowned.

puff!

The zombie at the door was blown to pieces and fell to the ground.

Zhang Yun stared at Duan Qianli, and suddenly thought of a person in his mind.

What a coincidence.

In the previous life, when Zhang Yun first joined 66 Steel City, because the organization was quite large, there were many branches in Ninghai.

Zhang Yun is not yet eligible to go to the headquarters to pay his respects, and has been living in the branch as a thug.

He heard more than once that there was a sharpshooter in the headquarters who could blow off the heads of zombies with his eyes closed from 500 meters away with a slingshot alone.

Of course there are exaggerations.

But this is also a rumor based on facts.

At that time, he skipped it as a news, so his memory is not deep.

At this moment, seeing Duan Qianli pull out his slingshot, he suddenly recalled this matter.

At that time, he only knew the marksman's surname was Duan, and his legend would resound throughout Ninghai from time to time.

Duan Qianli.

Is it him...

This kid is amazing.

During the decisive battle, he carried an M99 semi-automatic and destroyed more than a dozen enemy sniper points 1000 meters away.

At that time, the legend in Ninghai was miraculous, quite like the king of sniper.

He has powerful sniper talent.

This kind of talent must never be allowed to join 66 Steel City.

"You said that your family is in Ninghai, are they your parents?" Zhang Yun asked.

Duan Qianli sighed: "My parents and a younger sister."

"We can go with you." Zhang Yun patted him on the shoulder.

The sudden enthusiasm made Duan Qianli a little surprised, staring at Zhang Yun for a moment.

"Don't be nervous, I'll ask you a question." Zhang Yun said with a smile.

Duan Qianli swallowed and nodded.

"How far away can you use this thing to explode a zombie's head?" Zhang Yun pointed to the slingshot in his hand.

Ming people don't say dark words, since we want to win over, let's open up, that's the best.

"No... I haven't tried it." Duan Qianli shook his head.

"Try tomorrow, no, try now, I will accompany you, get out of the car." Zhang Yun picked up the baseball bat and pulled Duan Qianli out of the car.

Zhou Jue and Zhu Lingshan looked at each other, a little confused.

What is Zhang Yun doing?
A little to the northwest, there is a small town, from time to time there will be zombies running on the national road.

Zhang Yun dragged Duan Qianli to search for a long time, and caught a screaming zombie near the car.

When night comes, they are also very excited.

"Stay as far away as possible, let me see your ability." Zhang Yun folded his arms and said.

Duan Qianli nodded, and turned back to increase the distance.

At about 300 meters, Duan Qianli drew his bow.

Clap!
The zombie fell to the ground in an instant and never got up again.

Don't even think about it, it must have been a headshot.

"Wow, not bad." Zhang Yun smiled.

They tried twice more, one time a little farther than before, and the last time it was probably 400 meters.

Headshot on the spot.

Zhou Jue and Zhu Lingshan both lay on the car window, looking at this scene in shock.

(End of this chapter)