The rookie returns and flies in the apocalypse

Zuo Ling took out the sniper rifle. She had never used a sniper rifle before, so she just wanted to practice her skills.

Stand on the north balcony and shoot in front of the 5th door. The distance is just right.

After firing 5 shots in a row, no one was hit, so I was not discouraged. I continued shooting until I fired the 10th shot, and finally found some feeling.

Pour one down, then another...the more you hit, the better it feels.

Some people looked behind them to see where the shots were being fired.

Whatever you look at, I'll shoot your eyes out.

With a cry, he covered his eyes and rolled on the ground... Zuo Ling even felt pain for him.

Building 5 realized that there were people in Building 3 supporting them, and the resistance became more intense. The mob was attacked from both sides and retreated towards Building 4.

Building 2, like the relay, continued to shoot at the mob. The mob had no way to hide and began to retreat.

In front of the main entrance of the community, there was a mountain of corpses, all of which were mobs who had snatched supplies and wanted to escape from the community.

Unable to get out of the main entrance, the mob climbed the walls, and those who couldn't climbed the walls looked for other exits.

Building 3 is close to the east gate, and many mobs want to rush out through the east gate.

Zuo Ling shot one by one, and she found that besides her, there were people shooting in the third building, but it was not Professor Jin.

The fighting lasted for more than three hours, with shootings sporadically occurring in the community, and gradually calmed down.

Someone from Building 2 came out, leading community security guards and some thugs to clean up the remaining mob.

After putting down the gun, Zuo Ling felt his arm was sore and swollen. He rubbed it a few times, yawned, felt sleepy, and went to bed.

Waterfall found an opportunity and plunged into Zuo Ling's arms, forcing Zuo Ling to sleep with him in his arms.

Pat it, coddle it like a child, and coddle yourself, and after a while, it falls into a deep sleep.

Zuo Ling was sleeping deeply. Zuo Ling was woken up by the loudspeaker outside. Listening carefully, the property manager asked the tenant to go downstairs to clean up the body.

Opening a corner of the curtain, all the lights on the street in the community were turned on, which made it feel like the lights were brightly lit in the prosperous times.

Since the complete power outage, water and gas cuts, the property has been so generous for the first time.

Usually, it would be good to have one light in each of the four corners.

The corpse downstairs was covered in heavy snow, and only irregular bulges could be seen, and the blood stains had faded.

After washing up, I slowly ate my breakfast and went downstairs while yawning.

Hearing the sound of going downstairs, Professor Jin and his wife followed Zuo Ling.

The two sides looked at each other and nodded, which was considered a greeting.

Zuo Ling went to the underground garage to get a tricycle, and took out another tricycle under the cover of the garage.

She didn't want to go through the trouble of removing the carriage and putting it back together.

Outside each building, there were property management personnel directing the collection of corpses, and the romantic heavy snow covered more than half of the bloody scenes.

The body was frozen and lifeless. Zuo Ling motioned to Professor Jin and his wife to transport the body to the tricycle with her.

Many people in the building came down to clean up the corpses. Most of them were afraid of corpses. A few people had expressionless faces, but they all persisted and remained silent.

Taking advantage of others' unpreparedness, Zuo Ling retracted all the arrows he could into the space.

While picking up arrows, she discovered that many of the corpses had wooden chopsticks instead of nails, the most common and cheapest wooden chopsticks used in ordinary restaurants.

Such ordinary chopsticks can be used to kill people. Professor Jin is really a genius!

He came closer to the old man and whispered:

"How about you make me two of the crossbows you use, and I'll trade them with bamboo for you?"

Bamboo is much sharper than wooden chopsticks, so the old man will be interested.

Professor Jin glanced at her: "Do you have bamboo? I want the long ones, not the short ones."

"no problem."

Zuo Ling dug a lot of bamboo in the space. To her, bamboo is a renewable resource and much cheaper than nails, but making bamboo nails is labor-intensive.

Think about what tools there are in space that can help her spend less effort and achieve her goals.

An agreement was reached to proceed with the removal of the bodies.

After suffering such a great disaster, Zuo Ling thought that today we should see many people crying out for justice and complaining about God's injustice.

But, none, or almost none.

There were only intermittent cries coming from a few rooms.

The unit that suffered the disaster was as quiet as if no one was inhabited, and it was so oppressive that it was suffocating.

There were so many corpses that the management decided to take them to the square and burn them.

Thousands of corpses were like piles of frozen meat, which made one's scalp numb.

An aunt with a bruised nose and swollen face was talking to He Guizi with red eyes:

"My family's supplies were robbed, and my son, grandson, and daughter-in-law were injured. Your property management company is responsible."

He Guizi said with a cold face:

"I know you. The last time we held the owners' meeting, there was a lot of commotion in your house, and they said they couldn't spare the manpower to patrol. Hum, it's better now. Can we spare the manpower now?"

The aunt sat on the floor and acted:

"Oh my God, I can't live anymore. We have paid so much property fees, but no one cares about it. Everyone is judging..."

He Guizi glanced at the onlookers coldly:

"Who wants to judge? Well, the end of the world is here. After last night's bloodshed, everyone should know in their hearts, are the property fees enough to keep everyone safe? Don't say we can't, even if we pile up a mountain of gold here, No one can guarantee it.”

Auntie got up quickly:

"What do you mean? What you mean is that our property fee has been paid in vain, so should we ask you to refund the property fee? Let's talk about whether this is true."

She thought someone would respond to her, but in the end, everyone remained silent.

He Guizi sneered:

"With your little property fee, we really can't provide you with a safe service. If you don't like living in Noah's Ark, just move out. Don't worry, if you move forward, someone will move in."

"Ah, the world has changed, and there is no room for reasoning. What should I do..." 33?0?5qxs.?0?4m

The aunt was having a boring time and couldn't solve the problem at hand, so she continued to sit on the ground, patting her thighs and acting playfully.

At first, she was pretending to cry, but as she spoke, she felt really sad, her voice sobbed, which actually made people's eyes red.

Zuo Ling didn't want to listen to their nonsense. She shot a lot of arrows yesterday and she still wanted to take them back.

While everyone was watching, Zuo Ling turned back to Building 3 and then drew the arrow.

Seeing her leaving, Professor Jin and his wife followed her back.

The arrow was shot deep and the corpse was frozen hard, so it took a lot of effort to pull it out. This meant that Zuo Ling was very strong, otherwise he would not have been able to pull it out.

Pulling it out, I felt someone approaching.

Looking back, it was Bai Hongwei.

Bai Hongwei smiled and said hello: "Hi, hello."

"Hello."

After saying hello, Zuo Ling thought to himself, "It's bad luck. Why is he here delaying me from drawing the arrow?"

Pointing to the arrow, Bai Hongwei asked: "Did you shoot it?"

The property management team was the first to send people out to clear the area, and immediately grasped the situation of last night's battle.

There were people using compound bows and crossbows in the three buildings, and there were also people using sniper rifles. They were immediately reported to Bai Hongwei.

Bai Hongwei first thought of Zuo Ling.

"No." Zuo Ling denied.

"You didn't shoot it, why did you pull out the arrow?"

Zuo Ling glanced at him:

"It's a good arrow, but it's a pity to burn it. Is it wrong for me to pull it out? Besides, the owner of the arrow might come looking for it. Wouldn't it be better to return it to its original owner?"

"Return the property to its original owner?" Bai Hongwei smiled:

"Of course it's good to return it to its original owner. Please tell me next time who the owner of the arrow is. Also,"

He looked at Professor Jin and his wife, "Someone is using a crossbow. They are well made."

After saying that, he left with a smile and didn't bother anymore.

Professor Zuo Ling and Professor Jin looked at each other, with questions popping up in their heads.

Seeing Zuo Ling pulling out the arrow, Professor Jin was a frugal man and felt sorry for the nail. When pulling out the nail, he accidentally almost fell down.

Researcher Tang feels sorry for her husband:

"Oh, why did you pull it out? It's not a valuable thing. Didn't the girl just give you two boxes? It's not enough for you."

Professor Jin looked at his wife and shook his head and sighed. The end of the world is coming. Factories have stopped working. Every one is used and one is thrown away. No matter how much there is, there will not be enough.

Zuo Ling gave him an idea: "When they finish burning the body, you can pick it up from the ashes."

The old couple: "..."

What the hell idea! Might as well pull it out of the corpse.

With a bang, the heavy object fell to the ground, causing snowflakes to fly.

A girl's skull was shattered, and her blood was frozen instantly before the blood flowed.

The three of them didn't have time to react.

"Daughter, mother is here."

With a mournful cry, the weight fell again.

In less than a minute, two lives were lost.

Zuo Ling took a few steps back, turned his head and closed his eyes. Researcher Tang threw himself into her husband's arms.

Unit 3 was breached and I want to know what happened.

Afterwards, Zuo Ling learned that two families in Unit 4 had also jumped off the building.

He Guizi ordered people to pull the dead people in the community to a small square and cremate them individually.

One night, more than 20 people died in the community, and more than 50 people were injured to varying degrees. No one kept statistics on how much they were humiliated.

On the same day, He Guizi convened the meeting again.

This time it was not a meeting of owners, but a meeting of all residents.

The meeting place is still the main square.