Sir, don't shoot! [Quick Transmigration]

"I am grass!!"

The short man took a few steps back in shock, and fired several times with bang bang bang.In the panic, he missed the head, which made the shot zombie even more angry, struggling and pulling the chain.

"Zombies!?" The tall man was dumbfounded, wishing he could strangle Wei Nan to death, "What the hell are you doing?"

"Why are you nervous, aren't you refining?" Facing the rotten corpse that rattled the iron chain, Wei Nan was indifferent.

The tall man wanted to swear again, but suddenly there was a heavy blow on the back of the head accompanied by a muffled sound, and he fell straight backward on the ground.

Wei Nan turned his head, and Han Mo was standing behind him with a low stool in his hand.Previously, Han Mo had been hiding behind the door until the two members of the weapon company were completely distracted before taking advantage of the gap to attack.

This blow was so ruthless and precise that the tall man had no time to make a sound.If it weren't for his hands being handcuffed, Wei Nan would have rushed forward to give Han Mo a big hug.

The short man hurriedly fired a few more shots, only to realize that the zombie in front of him could not move freely and did not pose a threat.He turned his head and was about to question Wei Nanxing, but found that his accomplice had disappeared.

And beside Wei Nan, there was another person out of thin air.

What the hell!

After staying in this prison for nearly a year, he has never seen a fourth living person, even a soldier in appearance.This prison is big, but not big enough to hide a living person for a whole year without a trace.This person was either a ghost or came in from the outside, but this person who appeared out of thin air was wearing the same uniform as Wei Nan.

He remembered that all the comrades in the same company as Wei Nan had already...

"Don't come here." The short man held the gun tightly in his hand, not knowing whether to aim at Wei Nan or Han Mo. "Stand back."

Wei Nan and Han Mo looked at each other, and they didn't intend to cooperate with his request at all.Wei Nan stood where he was and didn't move, but Han Mo was lucky, not only didn't step back, but also took two steps forward.The short man immediately pointed the sight at him, and he looked at the black muzzle of the gun without blinking his eyes.The short man shook his hand, almost unable to hold the handle of the gun.

"Back! Back! I tell you to back!" His yelling became louder and louder, until it was almost hysterical.

"Stand back! Don't come over! You!" The short man suddenly turned around, pointing the weapon at Wei Nan, "Quickly make him back up! Let him do as I say!"

"Who are you? Why did you suddenly appear here?"

"I really can shoot! You all don't come any closer."

'boom! '

In the thick smell of smoke and gunpowder, the tiger's mouth was numb from the recoil of the bullet.

The short man slowly opened his squinted eyes.He aimed at Wei Nan's abdomen, and the chamber was filled with explosive bombs. Once it hit the human body, the bullet would burst and deform like a petal, causing serious tissue tearing injuries.

However, the bloody scene he expected did not appear before his eyes.

Wei Nan stood upright with a dignified expression.

Han Mo stood in front of him, his abdomen was torn apart by bullets.The skin and flesh were turned outwards, and even the internal organs wrapped in the peritoneum could be vaguely seen in the most serious position. It looked very hideous at first glance, but there was not a single drop of blood shed.There were no cries of pain from being hit by bullets.

He lowered his eyes, staring at the wound in his abdominal cavity as if examining an opened can or plastic package, then raised his eyes and smiled at the short man.

No matter how strong the psychological endurance is, it is difficult not to panic in the face of this scene.

The short man almost threw the gun, prostrated himself on the ground and screamed, "Ghost! Ghost—"

Han Mo stepped forward slowly. Facing an enemy who had lost the will to resist, there were several ways to temporarily make him lose consciousness or the ability to move.

But before he could make a move, gunshots rang out from behind him.A blood hole appeared between the eyebrows of the short man, and he was silent for a moment, his facial features were stiff, and he was distorted by fear.

Another shot followed, this time at the ground where the tall man had fallen.

Wei Nan fired two more shots, which ended two lives at once. Both bullets were aimed at the head, and they were killed in one shot. There was no room for change.

Han Mo turned his head and saw that Wei Nan was still in handcuffs on his right wrist, and was pinching his left hand to reset the dislocated left thumb joint.

There was a sound of 'click', and this time Wei Nan smiled.As for Han Mo, despite his efforts to control his facial expressions, there was still a look of shock.

What shocked him was not that Wei Nan was able to break free from the handcuffs, which he expected.It wasn't because Wei Nan killed those two people in Weapon Company, although his actions seemed cruel and decisive, but when he thought about it, what if they were left alive?Since the two chose to take the risk, it means that the survival resources are very scarce, to the point where either you die or I live.Even if a thought of benevolence keeps them alive, it will only continue the long process of death.

Therefore, the reason why Han Mo was surprised was because the moment he blocked the bullet for Wei Nan, the synchronization rate of the two dropped to 0% in an instant.

If it weren't for the system reporting the change in synchronization rate, Wei Nan's face alone would not have revealed the slightest clue.With the same careless expression, he rubbed his wrists, took out the handcuff key from the tall man's body, and unlocked it for himself.But if you observe carefully, you will find that his fingers are trembling slightly.

There was still half a pack of cigarettes on the corpse, Wei Nan was not polite, took out one and sat on the ground and lit it, then stuffed the remaining cigarette pack into his pocket.

"How to deal with these?" Han Mo asked, gesturing to the two corpses on the ground.

"Leave it alone." Wei Nan didn't even look at it, "Could it be that you still need to find a place to bury them, and would you like to erect a monument?"

Han Mo took out the military registration card from the neck of the corpse. It was the same as the military registration card of the original owner of the body. It contained information such as the military type, serial number, code, blood type, etc., but there was no name.

"What are the names of these two people, do you know?"

"do not know."

"There are only three of you survivors here. You have been imprisoned in a prison for almost a year, and you still don't know each other's name?" Han Mo was speechless.

"They seem to have told me, but I forgot. We don't communicate often, is it interesting to remember?"

Wei Nan exhaled a puff of smoke, his expression hidden in the clouds.

"I have too many things to remember, and what's the point even if I remember? Maybe one day I will die, or become a zombie, and who will remember me then?"

"I don't know what your name is. But haven't we always lived in peace?"

"I'd like to ask you, you don't know anything about me except my name, why have you been following me?"

Han Mo was speechless, and he couldn't answer that the reason for following you all the time is to attack you one day.

Wei Nan stared at him playfully, and stood up from the ground. As the distance got closer, the pressure caused by the height difference became more obvious.Han Mo unconsciously took two steps back, his back leaning against the edge of the long table.

Wei Nan propped one hand on the edge of the table, with a cigarette between his fingers.The other hand stroked Han Mo's abdomen.

Han Mo was originally wearing a military uniform, but the short man's shot burned a gap in the fabric of the uniform.Wei Nan's calloused fingers touched his flesh directly.This time, the wound healed quickly, and the surface skin was as smooth as new, but Wei Nan seemed very dissatisfied.

"Your tissue has healed so fast that the shrapnel is embedded in it, it hurts. You have to dig it all out sometime."

"..."

"Just kidding, you're serious." Wei Nan said.

Smoke floated up from his fingertips and diffused between the two, blurring each other's faces.

"You haven't answered my question yet, why did you follow me? You don't know anything about me, why did you save me?" Wei Nan sighed and said in a low voice, "This is... the second time."

Han Mo had to turn off the system's synchronization rate prompt, because Wei Nan's synchronization rate data began to fluctuate greatly, ranging from 50% to -50%, like playing bungee jumping.The spiritual connection between them is sometimes close, and sometimes it is like a mountain.

Why do you want to save me?

Why save Wei Nan?

Han Mo was forced to retreat by Wei Nan, so he had no choice but to raise his head and look directly at the familiar face in front of him.

With phoenix eyes and thin lips, the bridge of the nose is high and straight, the corners of the lips and the corners of the eyes are slightly sinister and neurotic.So elusive, so hard to get close to, yet so hard to take your eyes off.

The synchronization rate was still jumping up and down crazily, and at the moment when the value climbed to a new peak, Han Mo's mind suddenly flashed a revolving scene.

During the live ammunition exercise, he accidentally injured his leg by shrapnel.The hazy sky, the white stretcher, the red blood.

'You'll be fine, trust me. Wei Nan pressed the wound with his bare hands to stop the bleeding, the cuffs were all stained with blood, and he still had a smile on his face.

'It fucking hurts...' he murmured.His eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

At night he developed a high fever.Wei Nan climbed down from the duty bed cursing, put his cold palm on his forehead, and immediately injected a tube of injection into his arm.

'Little poor, I wish you a sweet dream. '

He passed Wei Nan countless times in the camp, in the cafeteria, and on the training ground.

The other party pursed his lips, his facial features were handsome and heroic, but he wore that lazy expression, and for some reason, he felt unpredictable and difficult to deal with.The more this happened, the more he cared about each other.

The hem of the uniform that has never been carefully tied, the white coat with wrinkled cuffs rolled up to the elbows, the dusty military boots, and a faint smile on his lips.Everyone cares about it.

Although the other party didn't respond to him at all, it seemed that he didn't even remember his name and appearance at all.

The zombie wave broke out, and the headquarters ordered to move the defense.

They were ordered to use the prison as a defense base and centrally manage all prisoners.Unexpectedly, one night, the zombie virus broke out inside the prison, and it was out of control in a blink of an eye.

He swept a way out from the pile of zombies, only thinking about one place.

In the infirmary, Wei Nan was about to leave.However, the door has long been surrounded by carrion corpses rampant.

He locked the iron door and turned to face Weinan's surprised expression.

'I received the order, and the company commander asked me to go to the garage to support. 'Wei Nan said coldly. 'You want to prevent me from carrying out my orders? '

'You can't go, there are...too many things out there. '

There was a deafening collision, and the iron gate behind him was violently impacted, bending into a strange shape.

They had to stop talking and shoot through the door gap, trying to make sure each shot hit the head until the trigger just clicked.Corpses piled up outside the door, and the completely deformed metal door could no longer play any defensive role.He watched helplessly as the berserk zombies roared and attacked in the direction of the two of them.

In the last scene, Wei Nan grabbed his collar, gritted his teeth and asked, "Why did you save me?" '

'Because I like you, Doctor Wei. ' he heard himself say.

Consciousness is fragmented at this moment, darkness is shrouded, and everything is silent.The last scene is Wei Nan's expression of despair.

The author has something to say: Thank you Qigu for the grenade, and you are so cute, Wuyue, and Hu Shuangxi for the mines, hold one ////

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