The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

"What? A grenade?"

About four kilometers northwest of Tianmay Island, there is a village called Beitaziying. More than ten people gathered in one courtyard, with looks of shock on their faces. Two young men with heavy faces in the crowd recounted what happened today.

"Gawazi, you read that right, it's really a grenade? It's not a mine, it's not a detonator, it's a grenade?"

A man in his forties asked seriously. He was carrying the same troll on his back that injured Zhao Dezhu. It should be made by the same person.

Like other survivor villages, not all of the dozen men gathered in the yard were from Beitazi Camp. There were survivors from two other villages, while women, the elderly and children lived in other yards.

"That's right, I heard the sound of insurance calls. It's exactly the same as on TV. Uncle Jianye, you want to take revenge on my uncle and the others!"

The young man knelt down and kowtowed to the crowd.

"Gawazi, you get up first..."

A man in a blue down jacket helped the boy up and said to another person: "Xiaohu, are you sure they are not guys from the United Village?"

The young man named Xiaohu shook his head and said, "Definitely not. How could there be grenades in Lianhe Village?"

"If there's anything difficult to do, I can make it if I find the equipment!"

A man squatting under the eaves and smoking said something disdainfully.

No one doubted the man's words. The man had gone in before assembling his own detonator to fry fish. The grenade process was just a bit more complicated.

This incident attracted the attention of everyone in the three villages, because the three people who died belonged to three different villages. This was also a specially arranged team when they went out to collect supplies, which could supervise each other.

"More than grenades!"

Xiaohu clenched his fists and said: "They also have two big cars, which are very big, like buses. I know one of them, it's a Mercedes-Benz, it's very luxurious, at least ten meters long!"

"RVs, both are RVs!" Gawazi added.

"Two RVs?"

"Even if the United Village can tinker with grenades, it certainly won't be able to get that kind of car!"

"They must be survivors from the city, despicable city dwellers..."

"How could the cabinet and the others conflict with the survivors coming out of the city... They shouldn't!"

Gawazi said angrily: "My uncle fought with them to protect the things in the town. You want to avenge my uncle!"

"Protecting things in town?"

Some people frowned in confusion.

"Yes, that group of people were moving things in the town. They emptied many stores. Today they moved a lot of steel bars, steel pipes and building materials. They are a group of bandits, and they deserve to be damned worse than the people in United Village!"

Gawazi's face was distorted, and the life in the apocalypse had caused irreversible damage to his immature soul.

The oldest man in the crowd said: "Gawazi, you can't just talk nonsense just to get us to avenge your uncle. Do you know who made the first move?"

Gawazi and Xiaohu looked at each other and said firmly: "Of course it was that group of people who struck first. They had guns, but they didn't fire, so they threw the grenade!"

In the face of hatred, right and wrong are not important at all. Gawazi only hopes to incite his father and fellow villagers to avenge his only relative.

"Little Tiger?"

The older man looked at Xiaohu, who lowered his head and said nothing.

"Ah? I...I don't know, I didn't see it. When I reacted, I heard the grenade going off, and Uncle Gen was blown out of the window." Xiaohu said with lingering fear.

"No matter who did it first, the other party still killed three of us. This feud is settled. We must avenge our brothers!"

Some radicals were outraged.

"Yes, the five of them went out to find supplies for our village. Fortunately, Xiaohu and Gawazi were not with the three of them, otherwise they would all be wiped out. We must avenge them!"

"Retaliate, retaliate, everyone knows how to take revenge. How can we take revenge if we don't even know where the other party is? Even if we know, the other party has guns and grenades, how can we fight them? Are we tired of living?"

The older man scolded the others angrily.

"If there's anything we can't hit here, lay a mine on their way out and blow them up to death!"

The man in the corner expressed his opinion again.

"Okay, Lao Qiu, this is a great idea!"

"Made, blow up these turtles..."

Everyone agreed, thinking that this idea was so wonderful. It didn’t require much effort, the risks were small, and the benefits were huge.

"I'm going to investigate!"

Gawazi volunteered and raised his hand and said: "Village Chief Shui, they will definitely go to the town to steal things. I will follow them, find out their route, and see where their lair is!"

"This is very dangerous. Are you confident that you won't be discovered?" The village chief frowned and looked at Gawazi, who was not yet eighteen years old.

Gawazi patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, village chief, I will go there early tomorrow morning and ambush in the shop. Then I will follow their car and I will definitely investigate where they come from!"

"Okay, you go! As long as you find out their details, we will avenge your uncle, Xiao Gen, and Xiao Min!"

"We can also take care of their lair on the way. Let the United Village go first and deal with this group of city people before dealing with them!"

"That's it!"

……

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Su gathered everyone outside the Jingxinyuan B&B at the top. Liu Tianji and Wang Xin were not present during the debugging and monitoring. Even Zhao Dezhu was sitting aside with a simple wooden cane beside him.

"When we lured away the zombies this morning, we discovered a terrible phenomenon. The running speed of the zombies was a little faster than before. According to the speed of the car at the time, the zombies' 100-meter speed was about sixteen seconds!"

Zhang Su informed everyone of today's important discovery.

"Um...Brother Su, don't zombies always wander into our camp? Don't you feel happy?"

Tan Huajun put forward different opinions.

If someone else had told it, it might not be convincing. As Tan Huajun was the slower member of the team, she felt that the zombies didn't run faster, which was very convincing.

Zhang Su frowned and thought for a while, then said: "That being said, I feel like not all zombies run faster. Why the hell is that?"

Everyone was quite confused when faced with this question.

Zheng Xinyu said: "Brother Su, is there a possibility that only the zombies who were caught in the rain last time have a chance to be strengthened?"

This guess angle was interesting, and everyone nodded, feeling that it was a bit possible.

"It's not impossible, but there should be more zombies in the open air now than inside the building! In short, some zombies have been slightly strengthened and improved. We must pay attention to precautions and not take it lightly. Fortunately, we now have a safe camp. There are roadblocks and other defenses that can be used, and besides..."

"I have thought about it seriously. The use of firearms will be crucial in the future, and many of us are still unfamiliar with shooting. There are some problems. From today on, in addition to normal physical training, shooting training must be added. Due to the number of bullets Limited, live-fire training is limited to five rounds per person per day!”