Doomsday begins with a nightmare

"Hey, old Wang, old Zhang, did you hear that?"

"I heard, what's the matter?"

"The corpse you found today has been confirmed. It is the wanted criminal Lin Mo. Is it in your car now?"

"Yes!"

While speaking, Zhang Quan turned his head and looked at the dead man lying in the back of the truck.

Wrapped in a thick straw mat, motionless.

"The superiors said, we must keep an eye on the corpse, bring the corpse back first, and be careful on the road." The sound on the radio was rustling, Zhang Quan went up to the radio and slapped him twice, the rustling disappeared, that's all.

"Village chief, don't worry, it's not just pulling a dead person back. We don't know how many evil spirits we have dealt with. Pulling a dead person is still easy. Don't worry, it's okay."

"That's good, tell me when you get back."

"rest assured!"

The radio is dead.

At this moment, Zhang Quanmao realized that he had finished eating the melon seeds. He rubbed his hands in annoyance and touched his pockets, but found nothing.

"Hey, old Wang, do you have any cigarettes?"

"No!" Lao Wang was annoyed.

"Take it out if you have it. I really don't have it. At worst, I'll buy you one next time. It's a big deal, so be stingy."

"One? I'll be thankful if you buy me a box." Saying so, Old Wang still took out a crumpled cigarette box from his pocket and handed it over.

"Leave one for me." Old Wang cursed.

Zhang Quan smiled and said don't worry, he took out one from the inside and stuffed it into Pharaoh's mouth, then lit it with a lighter, and then he took out one himself and took a breath.

At this moment, this guy seemed to have drunk double the strength of tea, with a relaxed expression on his face.

After two or three puffs, one cigarette was gone.

Zhang Quan bravely came up too.

"Aren't you surprised that it's strange? Why did the higher-ups spend so much effort to find a dead body?"

Clearly he was curious about the question.

"In these days, it's really not a big deal for people to die outside. I remember that when the nightmare first came, there were hundreds of corpses buried every day. At the most, more than 300 corpses were found. Died in a nightmare."

"It's normal!" Pharaoh drove with a cigarette in his mouth. Unlike Zhang Quanmao, who smoked like a starving ghost, he smoked slowly bit by bit.

"In the beginning, everyone was not familiar with the world of nightmares and had no experience, so there were a lot of casualties. At that time, my aunt, aunt, and brother's family all died because of this. Later, it got better. Up to now, accidental deaths are rarely found. There are fewer people in the nightmare world, and there are fewer corpses outside."

Zhang Quanmao glanced back and said that this corpse did not look like an ordinary person.

"Of course it's not ordinary people. Our place is far away, and many news cannot come in. In other words, the big guys don't care about outside news." Old Wang said with a smile, but he knew a lot: "This is Lin Mo, the General Administration One of the top executives over there, the most powerful expert, bar none."

"Really?" Zhang Quan was taken aback for a moment, and then slapped his head: "Yes, yes, I remembered it too, I seem to have heard of it, didn't it mean that he was the hero of the General Administration? Why did he die here? "

"You guys, you really don't care about big things. You don't know that some time ago, the boss of the General Administration was the one with the highest position. He was killed by someone, and the deputy director was also killed."

"Wouldn't it be this man who killed him?"

"it's him!"

"Because of what? Is he mentally ill?"

"Who knows? The above is also confirmed based on the documents and equipment we found from him."

"Then, how did he die?"

Lao Wang turned his head and gave Zhang Quan a look, his expression seemed to say, do you think I know?

"Go back early, get off work early, my wife will stew mutton for me at night, do you want to eat?"

"Eat." Zhang Quan rubbed his hands excitedly.

"You buy the wine."

"Fuck, okay, I'll buy it if I buy it." Thinking of the delicious mutton, Zhang Quanmao decided to bleed.

At this moment, Lao Wang didn't know what he saw, and suddenly cursed.

"Old Zhang, take the gun!"

Zhang Quanmao looked up, was also confused, and immediately picked up a rifle from the side.

This is an SKS, a semi-automatic rifle, an old gun from decades ago. It is no longer a standard weapon, but it is still the main weapon of the security personnel in this kind of place.

Security officers, basically have to do the dirty work in both reality and nightmare worlds.

Zhang Quanmao had just picked up the gun, and before he had time to open the safety, the glass shattered, and there were dense gunshots outside.

Lao Wang felt that a bullet flew past his face, so he slammed the steering wheel in fright.

The truck drove off the highway. He originally wanted to run, but the speed was a bit fast, and the turn was a bit sharp. The most important thing was that the shooting and bullets of the guns interfered with him.

causing the car to overturn.

Zhang Quan pretended that this guy had never worn a seat belt, so he just flew out.

Old Wang is the driver, but he is wearing it, and he is also dizzy at the moment. When he reacts, the car has rolled over on the side of the road, the glass is broken, and the inside of the car is a mess.

The gunshots continued outside.

He heard the sound of Zhang Quanmao's rifle.

It is estimated that the guy didn't fall to his death, but was fighting back.

Lao Wang cursed, unfastened his seat belt, found his gun from the side, then stood up, and began to crawl out of the broken glass.

They have encountered highway robbery.

As I said before, this place is remote.

Sometimes the power above can't take care of it, and in addition to this place, the people's customs are very tough, and in addition to the chaotic world, it's normal for some people to take risks and become gangsters.

As far as Lao Wang knows, there are several well-known robber organizations, but there are even more people who have no name or surname, and even more people who have just started this industry.

Those who dare to toss about in this place are all desperadoes, but many of them just use cold weapons such as knives, axes, etc., those with guns, and those with so many guns, not many.

Just a few big ones.

At this time, Lao Wang was cursing and fighting back, saying that you attacked the official security personnel, which is a felony, and that you are tired of your life, and now there is still time to rein in the precipice.

This is total bullshit.

But Lao Wang has to say that this is what the instructors teach during training. There are procedures and routines for any situation and coping methods.

This is for deterrence, and at the same time reminding his companions of his position.

I don't know if the purpose of deterrence has been achieved, but it is a success to remind the companions of the location.

Zhang Quanmao crawled over.

This guy fell with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and his head was covered with blood, but it didn't seem to be fatal, and he was very energetic.

"There are so many of them, what should we do?"

"Where do I know? Notify the headquarters first and ask for support."

"The radio is in the car."

"Don't go, it's broken."

Lao Wang tried to use the radio just now, but found that it was a coincidence that he was hit by a bullet and it was scrapped.

There is nothing to hide in this kind of place, the number of people is much smaller than others, and the firepower is not as good. Failure is doomed.

Ten minutes later, they were captured alive.

The bullets ran out, facing the muzzle of the gun, he had no choice but to surrender.

"How to deal with these two people?" A desperado smiled and asked their leader next to them. The thief leader was a black-faced man, who looked vicious and murderous.

"There's a ditches over there, get them there, just kill them and leave them behind."

"Okay." Someone dragged Pharaoh and Zhang Quanmao.

At this time, some desperadoes who went to check the truck came over and said that there was nothing in the truck, and they were just pulling a dead man.

"I'm so stupid, such a big truck, just pull a dead person, are you sick?" The thief leader went up and kicked Lao Wang and Zhang Quanmao a few times.

"Go ahead, busy for nothing."

"When you kill someone later, you use a knife. Bullets are very precious."

"Boss, that corpse has been dragged over, do you want to take a look?" A desperado ran over and asked.

The thief said that a dead body has a ball to watch: "Let these two guys drag it and throw it into the ravine together."

It can be seen that the thief is very tired.

If you can't grab good things, you won't earn money.

If there is no income, the team will not be easy to lead.

Who knows how hard it is to be the boss?

The tooth fell out and swallowed in the stomach, bitter, only I know.

Difficult!

At this moment, the corpse on the ground suddenly trembled and stood up in a daze.

This scene directly shocked everyone present.

Because it was so sudden, three outlaws yelled, then rolled their eyes, and fainted from fright.

Chapter 1177 I am so uncomfortable

Those who are capable of robbing, casually killing and playing with people are all desperadoes. Under normal circumstances, desperadoes are very courageous.

Squatting next to a dead body to eat is a routine operation for them.

But this time, three desperadoes fainted from fright.

One was because the corpse jumped up too suddenly, and the other was because they met eyes with the corpse.

The eyes are the windows of the soul.

At that moment, they seem to see something, something that can jump in fear, like a flash of light, it does exist, but you really don't see what it is.

The three desperadoes didn't have time to think about it. Now they were passively asleep, and they couldn't wake up for a while.

The rest of the people, including Lao Wang and Zhang Quanmao, were dumbfounded at this moment.

Although there are many strange things in these years, they are all in the nightmare world, and the real world is relatively normal.

And it was indeed a corpse just now.

Whether it looks or feels, it is a corpse, there is no doubt about it.

They are all masters who kill people like hemp, there is no mistake about this.

But why did a corpse just stand up and stand up?

Still looking at them, stretching, and spitting.

A daring desperado thought of a possibility, and he slapped himself.

Snapped!

This slap woke him up, and it also woke up the others.

Let them understand that this is not a dream.

The thief tilted his head and grinned, pointing his gun at the standing corpse.

"What's the matter with you? Are you alive or dead?"

Everyone present wanted to know this question.

The same goes for Pharaoh and Zhang Quanmao.

They had been in contact with the corpse for a longer period of time, and it became clearer that this person was really a dead person, and not just an ordinary dead person.

The opponent is Lin Mo.