Goldfinger Old Attack has signed for [End Times Rebirth]

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Title: Old Gong of Goldfinger has signed for it [Rebirth in the last days]

Author: Aria at Fingertips

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"On the first day", the zombies had already arrived, and Huai Lin didn't go anywhere.

He just sat on the suitcase and counted the bullets twice silently.

——Lu Xingzhao will come, will take him away, and will be so distraught and infatuated with him that he cannot extricate himself for the rest of his life.

This time, Huailin knew early on.

"Because you come at dawn, I am already happy in the middle of the night."

#金足老攻 is delivered to the door again, let’s sign for him this time...#

I know you want to see this: 1V1, Sweet Pet, HE, German Shepherd x Silver Fox Hamster

With the post-apocalyptic text that does not take the usual path, we will not have bloody storms, bitterness and hatred, thank you.

(We abuse dogs.)

Necessary explanation: There are seven dawns/darks in the last days, and the period between two dawns is called "one day".

The "first day" lasted twenty hours, the "second day" three days and five hours, the "third day" a week,

And so on, each day will get longer and longer.

Content tags: supernatural rebirth doomsday sweet article

Search keywords: Protagonist: Huai Lin, Lu Xingzhao┃Supporting role: ┃Others:

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Chapter 1 Day One - Prelude

Huailin woke up suddenly, the smell of blood still seemed to be in his mouth, and the premonition of death could not be shrouded in his heart.

The room was very dark. As soon as he opened his eyes, he reached out to touch the gun.

After not touching it for a long time, Huailin wiped his head on the bed for a while, and caught a metal object of about the same size.

Huai Lin thought to himself: "The seventh day", how long will the night last this time... Will it never dawn again?It’s okay, it’s not very interesting to live like this, I don’t have any materials for bullets at hand, so I’ll use the last bullet in a while...just die.

After thinking about it, he cherished the gun again.

Well, smooth to the touch, bumpy... wait?Bumpy gun? !

Huailin: "..."

Huailin suddenly turned over and sat up, and looked at the things in his hands in horror with the faint light.

what is this-

Rei Ayanami's figure?

Huailin jumped off the bed, threw Ayanami Rei's figure away, and slapped the wall like a blind man, finally touching the switch.

With a bang, the room brightened up.

With short hair like a bird's nest, Huai Lin sat on the edge of the bed blankly, staring at his bedroom with a pair of round eyes.

Bright glass shelves are filled with cool figurines and weapons, and a huge medieval-style life-size statuette stands in the corner.On the ceiling, on the left side is a portrait of Emperor Reinhardt of the Galactic Empire, and on the right side is the female version of King Arthur Saber.

Facing Huai Lin was a computer, and from the reflection of the black screen, Huai Lin saw his own image at the moment.

"what--!!!"

Huai Lin rushed forward excitedly, facing his figure, and touched the top of his head.

"My Dummy! My 'King's Symbol'! Dummy I haven't had since my 20th birthday——!!!"

With tears in his eyes, Huailin ran [-] laps in his bedroom, then suddenly knelt down on the wooden floor and looked up at the ceiling, staring blankly at His Majesty Reinhardt and Saber.

After a while, he calmed down a bit, picked up the figurine that had just been thrown on the ground in horror, kissed Ayanami Rei's expressionless face, and said incoherently: "I can actually dream that I can... Back so long ago...the goddess took me away, took me to die...it doesn't matter if human beings are extinct! I'm going to die in this dream! Wahahahaha!"

Then he began to emotionally identify the figurines he hadn't seen for a long time one by one, and confessed his love one by one, making a lot of noise in the middle of the night.

If he hadn't lived in an independent villa, the door would have been smashed down by the neighbors by now.

A few minutes later, Huai Lin was mad enough in the room, he tore open the curtains, and opened the balcony door... suddenly completely stupid.

The cold December wind was blowing through the hall, and he shivered.

Outside the house suddenly opened up, a whole Milky Way hangs high in the sky, guarding the bright moon, and the lights of thousands of houses in the world flow like a galaxy on the ground, bordering this quiet night sky.

Huailin's world seems to have not been so bright for a long time.

Behind every lamp like this, there should be a living person who can talk to him in a friendly way, and won’t die or disappear inexplicably, won’t fight for a little food, and won’t let him live , suddenly I was left alone...

Huai Lin suddenly became quiet, staring blankly at the sky, slowly, his legs lost strength, and he knelt down on the balcony.

Countless goosebumps arose from the trembling, numbness in the scalp, sore nose, uncontrollable tears pouring out of the eyes, and a choked throat that could not cry out.

"I'm still dreaming...can I cry?" He murmured.

"Don't leave me alone..." he sobbed.

"I've worked so hard... woo ah ah—" He was so moved that he burst into tears.

这是2033年12月24日，凌晨3:00整。

There are still three hours left before the end.

Huailin turned on all the lights in the house, and sat alone on the stairs, holding Pikachu in his arms as a pillow, his eyes glazed over.

"Did I go back to the 'first day' after being reborn, or did I suddenly have more memories from the next few years, or was it just a dream? It shouldn't be a dream if it's so real..."

"But I finally lived so hard that I didn't want to live. I've had enough of this doomsday. Why do I want to come back again? God is playing with me, why don't I choose a powerful supernatural person to be reborn, maybe I can change it a little bit In the future, find a hope that can allow human beings to survive; but I was chosen, and I don't know anything..."

Huai Lin thought about it intermittently for a long time, and his thinking was barely working. When he turned his head, he happened to see the body-sized stickers pasted on the wall next to him - Orochimaru.

"'It's meaningless for people to live, but only by living can they find happy things.'...Is it?"

Huai Lin muttered a sentence, and slowly stood up.

Christmas was a holiday for the servants, and the house was empty, so Huailin began to collect the existing supplies alone.

He is a real loner. He has no family or friends, has not been to school for a long time, and has no interest in outdoor activities. His biggest hobbies are playing games, reading books, and following anime.

But that doesn't mean he's a nerd.

On the contrary, he is a technical nerd and a handicraft emperor.

No matter what technology it is, as long as it reaches a certain level, you can easily support yourself.From this point of view, it is a good thing for a talented person like Huailin to not have the discipline of Huaguo's traditional parents and the jurisdiction of the school schedule system.

Since he was very young, he didn't need to rely on the support from his nominal guardian, the "foster father", and was able to rely on his own handmade crops for food.After gaining fame in the high-end handmade circle, it is even more like a fish in water. One or two customizations limited to each month can sometimes cost tens of thousands.

He can survive after the apocalypse, the biggest capital is this kind of craftsmanship.

—or, more specifically, the craft of gunmaking.

Firearms are strictly governed in Huaguo, so that after the end of the world, everyone seeks a weapon but cannot obtain it; One of the reasons to live to the end.

Now, Huailin is checking what he has at home.

Put the most important part in the trunk, and move the less important ones to the door first, ready to be put into the car.

To live in the end--

The most important thing is food. As a housekeeper, he is used to hoarding all kinds of snacks; the aunt who is a servant and cook at home also keeps a lot of staple food in the refrigerator.

Huailin uses electronic scales and calculators to add and subtract. All these foods contain about 25000 calories, which can support him for about ten days alone. This is because he has less activity and less energy consumption.If you add possible sports in the last days (such as escaping), these calories are only enough for a week at most.

Followed by water, the storage of drinking water is slightly better than that of food.Because of the inconvenient transportation, there are often several barrels in one pile at home. Now, roughly speaking, it can last for more than [-] days of drinking.

Once again, it is clothing, medicine, weapons, and daily necessities.

After the apocalypse, the temperature difference between day and night is huge. At the coldest time, the temperature in the tropics can reach minus [-] degrees. Down jackets are a must.

The medicine at home is only a small first aid kit, which contains conventional cold medicine, fever medicine, painkiller, Yunnan Baiyao and bandages.Huai Lin wrote down in his notebook: penicillin!penicillin!

There are no weapons now, and it is better not to have such foolish things as fruit knives—this is one of Huailin's most painful realizations.

What he then stuffed into the suitcase was his own toolbox, which contained a full set of portable handcrafted props, and a miniature lathe designed by himself-used to make small figures in the past.

Finally, after packing all kinds of daily necessities such as batteries, toilet paper, toothbrush and toothpaste into the box, Huailin found that there was still a little space left.

He scanned the house, what else should he bring?

Last time, what he stuffed into this space was a set of kitchen knives and an unsharpened Taidao model; this time, his eyes returned to his display rack.

"Everyone, long time no see."

Huai Lin sat in front of the exhibition stand with a smile, and said to the figurines that he had cherished for ten years but discarded in the end: "I took away food and drink before, but I didn't take away anything to play with. When I arrived, there was nothing. It was only when I was in a desperate situation that I realized that without comfort, people will really die in despair, and it is much uglier than starving to death, thirsting to death and freezing to death..."

"Many nights, I relied on everyone's words to support me. Thank you!" Huai Lin said sincerely.

then……

Then he lost the handles again.

Huailin turned around and started looking for books from the bookshelf that hadn't been touched for many years.

Because he has basically relied on self-study for many years, he has a rich collection of professional books.

He first took down the books containing various blueprints, then the materials on various manufacturing industries, and all the useful and useless maps, and then the books on chemistry, agriculture, weather, electronics, biology, and even " How to Train Your Dog".

In this way, the suitcase is almost enough, Huailin thought for a while, and added two more thin music books.

By the time the suitcase was buckled, it was already 5:45.

Huai Lin turned off all the lights, leaving only one on the workbench, looking back and forth at a set of bullet molds.

Before the end of the world, he tried to make a gun, but he didn't make a qualified product in the standard sense, but the supporting mold of the .[-] bullet can be used normally.Of course, it is too late to make the shell now, only a dozen empty shells left over from the previous trial.

Using the last bit of preparation time, Huailin carefully polished and reprocessed the shell case, filled it with primer, and checked it.

He didn't have a gun, but he waited for the man with one to break in again.

Huailin knew that the man would come at dawn, so he was already very happy in the middle of the night.

On the morning of December 12th, sunny, 24:6.

Sitting on the suitcase, Huailin held more than a dozen bullets in his hands, fiddled and rubbed them back and forth, making weird noises.

Different from the nervousness, anxiety, and panic emotions last time, this time he was full of peace of mind.

He was a little tired and looking forward to the coming days.

Chapter 2 Day One - Gifts

Sitting on the suitcase, Huailin accidentally squinted for a while, then was suddenly awakened by a loud noise.

The windows on the ground floor made a loud noise because of the shattering, and something heavy was smashed in, followed by a burst of fragmentary sounds.

Huailin thought to himself: Oh, I fell asleep just now, so I didn't hear the gunshot.

He turned on the chest light hanging on his chest (like the props in "Silent Hill"), got up and walked in that direction.

Because the small room is close to the entrance and the place is too small, Huailin usually uses it as a material room—or a courier parking place.As the emperor of handicrafts, Huailin always has to buy a lot of strange materials.

Now, in this courier parking place, there is a man half sitting and half lying down.

Huailin squatted down, raised his chest lamp, and looked at him carefully: Well, Lu Xingzhao with black eyes, long time no see.

Lu Xingzhao was leaning against a huge express box, his eyes subconsciously half-opened following the direct light, but because he was unconscious, he quickly closed them again.

He was badly hurt.Although the abdominal wound was tightly tied, it was still bleeding in small streams. Judging from this, the internal organs were injured, and the heavy bleeding had already led to a coma. According to common sense, he would go into shock soon, and finally died within a few minutes.

Huailin rubbed against him, half squatted and half kneeled, and stretched out his hand to see his injury.

The last bit of Lu Xingzhao's remaining consciousness vigilantly wanted to touch the saber on his waist, and tried his best to open his eyes——

I saw Huai Lin's young face being hit from bottom to top by the light hanging on his chest, it was pale and pale, hanging in the darkness, looking like a gloomy seductress.

Lu Xingzhao: "..."

Huailin: "...?"

Lu Xingzhao gasped and passed out.

……

Huai Lin touched his face in a daze: "Why is there such a reaction again? Do I look scary... Strange."

To say that horror is not enough, Huai Lin's parents are definitely a combination of handsome men and beautiful women, and they gave birth to a cute and charming young master.Huai Linsheng is very fair and has a little flesh. Because of his slender frame, he looks quite slender. You can only feel the flesh by touching it.

The scary thing is mainly the lighting effects, which can turn anyone into a ecstasy, eh.

Because of this, when Lu Xingzhao saw Huai Lin for the first time, he thought in his heart: I am going to die...

When Huai Lin saw Lu Xingzhao for the first time, his inner thoughts were: after buying so many figurines, dolls, and wax figures, God sent a real person this time...

This is the first time the two met.

Think about the scene in hindsight.

— not romantic at all!Fairy tales are indeed deceptive!

Huai Lin spread a straw mat on the ground nearby, and carefully moved Lu Xingzhao onto it, letting him lie on his back.

He took off Lu Xingzhao's coat, cut open the clothes inside with scissors, and exposed the wound. Even if he had seen it once, he would inevitably take another breath.

He didn't know where Lu Xingzhao was and how he was injured by whom. Lu Xingzhao didn't mention it until the end, but Huai Lin could probably guess that it should be that Lu Xingzhao's comrades turned into zombies at that moment and waved at the nearest living person. The first fatal claw was laid.

On the first day when the end of the world broke out, many people were killed by relatives, trusted people, and strangers in this way, and they died in a daze before they even reacted at all.

Huai Lin was not worried that Lu Xingzhao would die like this, because he knew that the supernatural beings with extraordinary physiques had already begun to awaken on the "first day".

Now, all Lu Xingzhao needs is a little help.After going through this difficult period at the beginning, he will become that supernatural being who seems to be omnipotent.

"Hey, why wasn't you the one who was reborn? It would be great if it was you..."

Huai Lin muttered to himself, quickly stitching up Lu Xingzhao's wound with his hands.As a handicraft emperor, even if he has not performed surgery on real people, he can still do basic sutures.

As for internal organ injuries, blood loss and coma shock, Huai Lin said: This person cannot die.

The last time, Huailin was so frightened that he was at a loss what to do. He put him in the courier pile and only gave him two glasses of water. He bled all over the place and survived.This made Huai Lin wonder for a while: Does Lu Xingzhao have the aura of the protagonist?

Later, after the "second day", 90% of the supernatural beings had awakened, and Lu Xingzhao was among them, which made Huai Lin more sure: this guy definitely has the aura of the protagonist!

"I have a lot to say to you, you don't want to drive me into that base again... It's meaningless to live there, this time I won't struggle, I want to exercise the greatest power of human beings - 'freedom to act Right to die'."

Huai Lin complained with a smile, then cut off the thread, wrapped a bandage around Lu Xingzhao, washed his bloody hands again, and looked at the man quietly for a while.

Lu Xingzhao is a natural model, so he looks very thin. In fact, he has been training all year round, his muscles are very strong, and he is a little tanned, but his handsome face is not damaged.He is of minority ethnic origin, and belongs to the Sushen group in the north, so he has a high nose and deep eyes, and his eyesight is 5.4. When he was a sniper in the past, his code name was "Haitongqing"—— —That is a god of eagles in the north.

Huailin gradually learned about these things later on.

Now Huai Lin was guarding him, thinking about it for a while, and suddenly found a note on his shoulder.

Taking a closer look, it was a courier bill, which was probably accidentally touched when it was moved out just now.

Huai Lin took it off with a smile, happily signed a huge name on the "Consignee" column, and then pasted it on the back of Lu Xingzhao's coat.

"You have fallen into my territory again. This time I will sign for it. If you disagree, just let me know." He also politely informed.

——Well, to the unconscious Lu Xingzhao.

Lu Xingzhao obviously didn't "squeak".

So Huailin signed him convincingly and convincingly.

When the seriously injured man was arranged, the sky was already bright.

Huailin heard the sound of zombies appearing nearby, maybe the neighbors turned into zombies and started wandering, maybe they were attracted by the bloody smell of Lu Xingzhao before.

In order to delay the discovery, Huai Lin closed all the doors and windows, and stuck the glass with thick newspaper; at the same time, he began to race against time to carry the things to the car.

He was just 17 years old, and he didn't have a driver's license yet. He bought this car in advance, and he had to wait for Lu Xingzhao to wake up before he could start it.

When will Lu Xingzhao wake up?

About nine o'clock, this time Huailin knew it early in the morning.

The time passed to 24:9 am on the 03th.

Lu Xingzhao woke up vaguely, his body was extremely heavy, and he couldn't move a single finger.But he knew in his heart that he was saved, and since he could wake up, he could still live.

His eyes could only be opened a crack with difficulty, and under the cover of his eyelashes, he could vaguely see someone walking around.

It was Huailin who was moving things into the car.

Because the strength is relatively small, I can only carry a little at a time, running back and forth sexily, just like a little hamster busy moving.

Lu Xingzhao's body was numb, probably because he had used a large dose of special painkillers, and now only his eyelids could move, so he could only look at it silently for a while, his slightly distracted eyes looked from Huai Lin's face to his feet...

Wait a minute, the shoelace of Huailin's right foot is untied.

He was holding something in his hands, but he didn't realize that the two long shoelaces were flicking left and right, which made Lu Xingzhao very uncomfortable.

Huai Lin walks in small steps.

Lu Xingzhao: "..." I'm about to step on it!Be careful not to fall! ...Phew, I almost stepped on it.

Huailin strode forward.

Lu Xingzhao: "..." The swing was even bigger...

Huailin stopped and couldn't leave.

Lu Xingzhao: "..." I soon realized that the shoelaces were untied, so tie them up quickly!

Huailin went back to move things again.

The seriously wounded on the ground couldn't move at all, and it was very difficult to even make a sound to remind Huai Lin to wake up, so he could only watch the evil shoelaces keep opening.

It's an obsessive-compulsive disorder!

Huai Lin's watch rang. He put down his things and took a look. Seeing that it was 9:15, he went back to check on Lu Xingzhao's situation.

Then he saw Lu Xingzhao staring at him silently with open eyes for an unknown how long.

Huailin's social phobia is a little bit attack again, although when he was alone, he was born in the second year, his thoughts were extravagant, and his lines were wild, when he really faced real people, he was a little timid.

He subconsciously pinched his skirt, wiped off the sweat from his hands, and said calmly, "Well, you... fell into my house before."

Lu Xingzhao blinked slowly, indicating that he heard it, but couldn't make a sound.

Although it wasn't the intention, he was extremely sexy when he did this action, and his always focused eyes almost looked affectionate.

Huai Lin said with a hot face: "Well, my name is Huai Lin, which means hugging a Qilin."

Lu Xingzhao blinked twice, and used his inexperienced eye contact skills to express his gratitude for saving his life.

"..." Huai Lin stared blankly for a while, then a light bulb popped out of his head, "Do you want some water? Are you hungry?"

Lu Xingzhao: "..."

Huailin: "Oh, I'm hungry too, wait a minute—"

Huai Lin ran away, and after a while brought a bowl of oat milk and said, "Can you drink it now? If you can drink it, just blink once, if you can't, just blink twice."

Lu Xingzhao blinked twice, Huai Lin put the bowl aside, then took off his clothes and checked the wound.

The wound is already the situation of ordinary people who have cultivated for two or three days, and the wound is gradually healing.

Huailin breathed a sigh of relief, and when he lowered his head, he saw Lu Xingzhao's eyes looking at him quietly, and said, "Don't worry, you'll be fine soon, what you need is to replenish energy, um! Remind me when you can swallow later." one time."

After thinking about it, he took out two more handmade chocolates from his pocket, both of which were wrapped in a thin layer of beautiful icing.

Huai Lin put one in Lu Xingzhao's open palm: "Here, I gave it to you in advance, Merry Christmas."

Lu Xingzhao's hand was still unable to clenched tightly, so the round chocolate ball rolled innocently in his palm twice, but he refused to find a place to stop, until it was softened by the body temperature, and then obediently He froze.

Chapter 3 Day One - Movement

The sound insulation effect of the garage is good, and the few zombies wandering outside the villa have not noticed that there are two living people inside.

Huai Lin was so tired that he finally moved almost all his things into the car, and stuffed the car and the back seat to the same extent.

It was already 11:30 in the morning, Huai Lin glanced at his watch, and went back to his delivery room to see Lu Xingzhao.

When I entered the door, I saw that Lu Xingzhao had half sat up, was holding the bowl of oat milk by himself, opened his mouth and poured it down—it didn't seem like a person was swallowing liquid food, but more like pouring water into a pipe. He went down with a clatter.

In less than three seconds, the bowl was clean when it was put down.

Huailin: "..."

Although I have seen this kind of exaggerated eating ability before, but when I saw it again, it was still... ah.

Lu Xingzhao didn't expect that Huai Lin's arrival was so coincidental, he retracted the hand that put down the bowl like an electric shock, clenched his fist and put it in front of his mouth, coughed sullenly, and said: "I have never thanked you for saving me, I called Lu Xingzhao."

Huai Lin blinked, and his eyes stopped on the wound on Lu Xingzhao's abdomen: "Is your injury healed?"

Lu Xingzhao: "Well, it's nothing serious."

The wound on his abdomen has begun to heal. It is absolutely unreasonable for such a fatal injury to recover so quickly - Huai Lin knows the physique of a supernatural being, but Lu Xingzhao himself is still full of worries.However, he quickly restrained this worry.

Huailin: "That..."

Lu Xingzhao: "You..."

The two stopped at the same time, looked at each other for a while, Huai Lin tilted his head: "What do you want to say?"

Lu Xingzhao hesitated for a moment: "Sorry, you... your shoelaces are untied."

Huailin looked down, heyed, and hurriedly squatted down to tie his shoelaces—after more than an hour, he finally tied them up!

A patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder took so long to swallow his breath.

When Huai Lin stood up, the two looked at each other for a while, Lu Xingzhao: "What did you want to say just now?"

Just as Huai Lin was about to speak, suddenly, the two of them heard a loud bang from the garage door.

The faces of the two changed at the same time. As soon as Lu Xingzhao put his hand on the saber hanging on his waist, Huai Lin said in a low voice, "The door over there should be impenetrable, but the noise is too loud."

A certain zombie outside the door, perhaps smelling the thin breath of living people in the air, excitedly bumped or scratched at the garage door twice, making a chain sound.

The few zombies wandering around were quickly attracted by the sound, and they gradually began to surround the place with a characteristic hissing sound from their throats.

Zombie's brain damage principle:

One, when you see or smell a living person, jump straight at it.The speed is close to the [-]-meter sprint.

Two, without violating Article [-], proceed in the direction where there is sound or the sound is the loudest.

Three, without violating the first and second articles, wandering aimlessly, the speed is only equivalent to strolling.During this process, if you encounter other zombies, you will be more inclined to wander in groups.

In addition, zombies will make special howls when they find living people, attracting more zombies to attack.

This is almost the case now. If the source of the sound is not resolved as soon as possible, the zombies in the entire villa area will be slowly attracted.

The two walked carefully to the window on the second floor and looked down. They saw that four zombies were attracted to them downstairs, and they were lingering in front of the garage door.

Lu Xingzhao frowned, holding the saber behind him with one hand, pointing to the edge of the window with the other, dangling his two fingers, making a gesture of climbing down alone.

Huailin hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold those two fingers, preventing it from going down.

Lu Xingzhao: "?"

Huailin pointed to the wound on his abdomen, and squeezed his fingers harder, meaning that he would not let him go down alone to solve it.

Lu Xingzhao: "..."

Although I understand what this means, I still feel that this pose is really... cute.

Lu Xingzhao tried to pull his finger back, Huai Lin moved over with him, almost fell into his arms, pulled himself out quickly, and gestured to the pistol on Lu Xingzhao's waist.

Lu Xingzhao pulled out the gun, and pressed the handle of the gun with his index finger, indicating: there are no bullets, they are used up.

This is what Huai Lin was waiting for, and hurriedly gestured: I have bullets, I have them!

Lu Xingzhao never thought that an ordinary boy would hold arms, so he was at a loss.

Huailin tilted his head and thought for a while, and then made a whole set of movements of casting bullets, filling gunpowder, and loading them in extremely fast with his hands.

However, as a person who knows how to use but can't build, Lu Xingzhao didn't understand.

Huailin: "..."

Lu Xingzhao: "..."

Cold field.

A few seconds later, the zombie downstairs slapped the garage door in dissatisfaction, making a loud bang.

Lu Xingzhao opened the curtain and took a look. When he turned his head, he saw Huai Lin silently took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and a line of words was displayed on the screen: .[-] caliber, I have it.

Yes, obviously there are ways to communicate, why didn't I think of it just now...

A few minutes later, Huai Lin handed over all the ammunition in Lu Xingzhao's hands, only sixteen in total.

Huai Lin gestured with a gun in one hand, and shot at Lu Xingzhao's forehead biubiu, saying: It's useful to start with the head!

Lu Xingzhao nodded knowingly.

Huai Lin smiled and took two steps back, quietly looking at Lu Xingzhao with black and white eyes.

Lu Xingzhao seemed to have entered the mode of annihilating the enemy, and immediately lost his expression, focusing sternly on the business.

He lined up the four bullets on the window sill, checked the integrity and smoothness of the shells one by one, and dunked them into the gun one by one. He stabilized the silencer on the barrel and opened the window carefully. .

The zombies downstairs almost immediately smelled the smell of living people, and instinctively raised their heads in their direction.

Then at this moment, there was a muffled sound of "poof".

A black hole appeared on the forehead of a zombie, and it fell to the ground without saying a word.

Lu Xingzhao held guns in both hands, facing sideways to the window, his posture was not so standard, but there was a deadly aura lurking, and it was hard to tell whether it was indifference or staring in his eyes like lacquer.

After the shot passed, he waited for two or three seconds, his whole body frozen like a sculpture.

Then suddenly, there were two more shots that could not be fired. Before Huailin could react, he put away the gun and stuffed the last prepared bullet into his pocket.

The window was closed carefully again, and Huai Lin looked up at him blankly.

Lu Xingzhao's brows and eyes relaxed, and he replied in a normal gentle tone: "It's done."

Huailin: "..."

Huailin leaned against the window, opened the curtains and looked down, and saw that the four zombies had all rushed to the street, lying crookedly in front of his garage door.

—Three shots!four! ……How did you do it?

Although he knew that Lu Xingzhao would be very strong even if he wasn't a supernatural being, but he was still shocked when he saw him use a gun.

Huai Lin was extremely curious, looked at Lu Xingzhao with admiration, and followed him downstairs.

Although he was shy and didn't know how to praise others in person, his eyes were very expressive, and they were filled with undisguised and enthusiastic admiration.

Lu Xingzhao couldn't resist his face, so he could only avoid his eyes as much as possible, and said, "You live alone? There is no one else at home?"

Huai Lin nodded, and added: "I have no family."

Lu Xingzhao pondered for a while, and a great curiosity arose in his heart: Huailin is a minor who lives alone in a villa, has no family, and has ammunition hidden. No matter how he got here, he is very...well, suspicious.

But now is not the time to be curious, Lu Xingzhao thought: He saved me after all, I will take him to a safe place to settle down.

If you have a favor, you must repay it. Lu Xingzhao has always been so forthright.

The two temporarily resolved the crisis, and when they came to the living room, Lu Xingzhao said, "Were you packing up?"

Huai Lin nodded obediently, and realized something cleverly, and said, "I have brought food, drink and medicine. Do you want to see the map?"

So the two spread out the map, and Lu Xingzhao explained: "Although it looks safe here, the villa is not so safe and it is too easy to break into. The location of this community is also relatively remote. There is only one way to leave. If it is blocked by zombies, it is Trapped here."

Huai Lin murmured, although he probably knew it in his heart, he didn't open his mouth, he wanted to hear Lu Xingzhao's opinion.

Lu Xingzhao pondered for a moment, and said, "It's safer to have a round with other people now. The third...cough, there are troops stationed in City S. Let's go north to District A first."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he thought from a strategic point of view. He drew two areas on the map with his fingers, and he was sure that the government would establish a defense line at certain locations: "Now I don't know how large the zombie outbreak is and how the quarantine is going. I think we can go and observe first; what do you think?"

He turned his eyes back to Huai Lin, suddenly broke away from the state of thinking, and fell into a trance.

——Huai Lin is still underage, and looks like a weak and weak young master, not the comrade-in-arms image he subconsciously brought in just now.

Lu Xingzhao paused for a moment, and added: "Don't be afraid, I can protect you. If you don't want to go over there, let's turn to leave City S immediately. After leaving the city, there will be fewer people and fewer zombies..."

In Huai Lin's mind, it was the situation of City S in the next week, month or even a year.

He has a rather precise timeline in his mind, because the last time he evacuated from the quarantine area with a large force.

He thought for a while in silence, and thought to the map: the mobile phone has no signal, and all communications will be cut off soon.Although I can't get in touch, Lu Xingzhao definitely wants to go back to his unit, and now he probably wants to put me in the quarantine area.

Hmph, this time he won't be obedient.

What quarantine area to go to? Lu Xingzhao has such a thick golden thigh, which is more reliable than thirty separation walls!What kind of big team are you looking for? Huailin has been fighting in the apocalypse for so long, which expert can have better survival skills than him?

No matter, just trick Lu Xingzhao to take him around...

Huai Lin pursed his lips, raised his head and looked at Lu Xingzhao: "Brother, I'll listen to you. Let's go to Beicheng District first