Dimensionality Reduction Rolling [Quick Travel]

"There are all of them. The transport planes are suspended at the airport. Except for the x87 team and the c60 team, the rest of the fighters are suspended and ready to fight at any time. The x87 team and the c60 team will parachute with me, search for overseas Chinese in NYC, and escort them to the airport."

Answers of "yes" came from the communication machine one after another.

The fighter plane looked around the city and found a suitable place. Ten people landed on the roof of the building. Three minutes later, another ten people landed on the same location.After another 3 minutes, the last ten landed.At the same time, there were also military dogs.

Jiang Xingxiu quickly assigned tasks: "X87 team sent eight people to search eastward, c60 team sent eight people to search westward, I took seven people to the south, and Comrade Bones took seven people to the north. Keep communicating at all times."

"Yes!"

The orange cat has a communicator fixed by its ears, "No problem, my nose is fine, and I can smell human scents for you all the way!"

Jiang Xingxiu smiled and said: "Okay, after the task is completed, ask someone to make braised fish, steamed fish, and boiled fish for you."

The orange cat wiped its mouth with the back of its hand, "Make sure to bring your soldiers and those people to the airport safely."

"Every time 30 people are found, four people will be left to rest where they are, and the remaining four will take a bus to the airport for handover with the transport plane. The next round will come."

"Yes!"

Jiang Xingxiu raised his hand and saluted, "Comrades, you have worked hard! Move!"

The four teams dispersed and started a carpet search. They searched every building, every venue, inside and out. During the period, they met many people. However, only overseas Chinese were taken away by them. Others , No matter how much you plead, you will only get one sentence: "Please wait patiently for your own country's rescue."

After searching for three hours, I deliberately drove at the end of the queue, and there were less than ten people on the bus for overseas Chinese.

"No, it's too slow to find it like this." After Jiang Xingxiu shot a zombie's skull, there were marks between his brows behind the gas mask.

That was the last zombie nearby, and no new zombies would appear for the time being.Military dogs wearing gas masks were sitting and lying around, as if they had understood something, and Wang Sheng felt wronged.

They came by transport plane and were responsible for finding the living people nearby.

Jiang Xingxiu pinched the tip of the military dog's ears, "Good dog, you are very good, but you are not sharp enough."

The team members were surprised: "Isn't that enough?" These are military dogs that have been trained to find people. The location of the fire, the drug gathering area, and the spread of poisonous gas cannot affect these cute big wolf dogs in finding survivors.

How strict is the commander's sense of smell standard?

"There is a saying that there is a saying that there is a priority in learning, and there is a specialization in art. They are very good, but when it comes to finding someone, you have to let more professional people come." After finishing speaking, the commander got on the bus. The remaining team members were full of doubts.

More professional, is it through monitoring and investigation?That's not right, no matter how much surveillance there is, it's still on the streets, and now basically people are hiding in buildings.

Moreover, whether NYC's monitoring can be used is another matter.

Confused, their commander moved down a small money printing machine.

Those who have applied for it are absolutely legitimate. If their commander prints [-] million yuan for themselves, they will become billionaires in seconds.

Jiang Xingxiu didn't print 1 million RMB, he printed a stack—that is, [-] sheets of [-] RMB, totaling [-] RMB.

"All of them!" The soldiers on the scene reflexively gathered in front of Jiang Xingxiu and stood in a row.

"Rest in place for 10 minutes. Sit!"

The soldiers sat down with their backs straight, listened to all directions, looked in all directions, held guns in their arms, and placed sabers beside them. Whenever there was a change, they could respond with the fastest speed.

"I'll leave for a while, you wait here." Jiang Xingxiu dropped these words and left with 1 RMB in his pocket. Due to the military order, the soldiers could only watch Jiang Xingxiu's back with worried eyes.

Jiang Xingxiu went to a place a little further away, where the team hadn't cleaned up the zombies yet.

Looking for strangers, is there anyone more sensitive than zombies?

There happened to be a group of zombies in front of them. At a glance, there were about twenty or thirty of them. They were all wearing the same clothes. They were probably colleagues from the same office. They were scratched by their companions who turned into zombies as soon as the end of the world appeared.

Jiang Xingxiu took the claw hook from his waist, hooked it to the third floor of a tall building not far away, skimmed over the top of the restless zombies smelling of strangers, and jumped to the top of the awning on the second floor.

The walking dead came staggeringly, screaming in vain under the shed, and no matter how much they raised their arms, it was impossible to lift them to a height of three meters. Jiang Xingxiu sat cross-legged in peace of mind, smiling and shaking the banknotes in his hand: "Don't worry!" , don’t worry, everyone has a job, and today’s recruitment requires a lot of people.”

Zombie: "Oh—" They were already unconscious, how did they know that what Jiang Xingxiu was holding in his hand was something they had fought hard for during their lifetime, and they were only engrossed in Jiang Xingxiu's body.

Jiang Xingxiu stood up, raised his hand, and scattered banknotes all over the sky, "I'll hire you to help me find humans."

It is said that money can turn ghosts into millstones, and today he will use money to make zombies find someone for him.

The zombies looked up blankly, some banknotes fell on top of their heads, and some floated to the ground.The moment Jiang Xingxiu's voice fell, the zombies seemed to be manipulated. One corpse picked up a banknote and held it in his hand. Afterwards, he stood peacefully in place, no longer greedy for human flesh, as if waiting for the employer's order.

Jiang Xingxiu jumped off the awning and landed in the middle of the group of zombies. The zombies next to him could catch Jiang Xingxiu as long as they raised their hands, but none of them moved.

Jiang Xingxiu tied a signal flare to one of the zombies: "If you find someone, send a signal flare." After thinking about it, I found a supermarket around, found banknotes and advertising boards, and wrote Chinese on the front, "Don't panic, I'm a domesticated child!" On the reverse side, write "If you see zombies sending signal flares, please don't be surprised, and don't run around, the soldiers of the Rabbit Kingdom will find you."

"Okay, perfect!" Jiang Xingxiu clapped his hands, stuffed the billboards into the hands of the zombies, made a few more, and opened them separately, "Go, find someone, a group of three or five."

In this way, there are several teams again, and the strength is stronger with more people. Well, the same is true for more zombies.

Before the preparations for the evacuation operation started, Jinzhi and his lover rescued an old man who also belonged to the rabbit country, a centenarian, strong and old.

They didn't know why the old man went abroad at such an advanced age. They only knew that when they found him, he was huddled under the bridge hole, nibbling on cold steamed buns, trembling and poking his head out to see if there were any zombies.

"The steamed buns were given to me by my grandson, who said they were food rations."

"Then where is your grandson?"

After Jinzhi subconsciously asked, she realized that the old man's grandson was either dead, or he didn't want to care about the old man, so he drove the old man out and died on his own.

Either way, it's a scar.Jin Zhi pursed her lips.She shouldn't have asked.

The old man said that the grandson was in the door and closed the door.

——in front of his face.

When asked when it was, the old man stared blankly, recalling in a daze: "Second watch."

Jin Zhi took out her mobile phone and asked for Google. After opening it, she realized that NYC had been offline for a long time.

The lover whispered in his ear: "21 o'clock to [-] o'clock."

Even if it's not the end of the world, this is not a safe time given the security of the country.

Jin Zhi scolded that man and beast in his heart, with a friendly look on his face: "Old man, if you don't mind, you can follow us."

The old man shook his head: "They are all going to be in the coffin, so I won't bother you."

The lover helped the old man up, "It can't be a toss. It is said that if there is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure, your life experience is exactly what we lack. If you feel sorry, you can teach us some life philosophy after returning to China."

The old man smiled and said, "You guys are scavengers." Thinking that if he was there, he might be able to stop the zombies for the kind-hearted couple, so he let the man help him away without refusing.

From that day on, every mouthful they ate, the old man ate every mouthful.I can’t worry about the teeth and stomach of the elderly. I usually eat whatever I can find. Today it’s potato chips, tomorrow it’s instant noodles, and the day after tomorrow it’s possible to be hungry all day.

The three of them struggled to survive in NYC. About ten days or so, a large wave of zombies ushered in the place where they lived.

The man picked up the broom as a weapon, the woman dragged a heavy object to block the door and window, the old man stood up with his hand on the crack of the wall brick, and said nothing to let me lure away the zombies, you run away, just say it, isn't it just waiting for this Rejection to well-meaning couples - that's what he intended to do.

There was a soft rustling sound outside.

A billboard was stuck against the window.

Jin Zhi looked at it and said: "Don't panic, I am a domesticated one? Are there still people raising zombies these days?"

I believe it three points.Because the group of zombies neither screamed nor scratched the door, the zombies they encountered before were not so peaceful.

Immediately, the billboard was turned upside down, and the large characters on it touched people's hearts.

Only then did Jin Zhi come to his senses, "Chinese! It's Chinese! My head was so dizzy that I didn't realize it just now!"

The old man carefully squinted his eyes to see the words on it, and his face was full of joy: "Okay, okay, I knew that the country would come. I am a hundred years old. I have never experienced anything, our country will never let us down." After finishing speaking, he coughed, and when the cough was over, he was out of breath.

"Old man, are you okay!" Jin Zhi hurriedly helped him to sit down.

The old man was out of breath: "I'm fine, you guys go out... Huh, go out and wait for the soldiers, I'll just sit inside for a while." His words came with a heavy breath, his chest was like a bellows being pulled, heaving and puffing.

After speaking, sit down, lean your head against the wall, and take a nap with your eyes closed.

Not at all okay.

However, Jin Zhi naively thought, when our country's soldiers arrive and return home, no matter what their health problems are, they can be cured.Once the signal flare is fired, they will be able to follow the soldiers in less than half an hour.

When the soldiers knocked on the door following the signal flares, Jin Zhi and his lover went out joyfully, expressing their gratitude and respect. When they turned around and tried to wake the old man up, they found that the old man's body was slightly hardened.

The smile on Jin Zhi's face froze, she shook her hands to sniff, but there was nothing.

"...The fallen leaves return to their roots, let's take the old man back to the country." My lover said calmly.

Jin Zhi tucked the corners of her eyes, "Okay."

He bent down and put the old man's arm on his shoulders without any dislike.

"Master, it's dawn."