The oath of rebirth in the last days does not form a team

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Book Title: The Vow of Rebirth in the End Times

Author: Fifth Shun

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Linden was a former soldier and a great sharpshooter in the anti-narcotics special forces.

In the previous life, he formed a small team with a few people who could handle guns.But when a wave of zombies came, he was cheated to death by his teammates.

In this life, Linden vowed not to join the team again, only to be his handsome lone ranger, with a sniper rifle, a portable arsenal, and a small warehouse. What is the end of the world, what are zombies afraid of, come and I will explode one.

But when Lin Deng met Geng Mo, an autistic patient, his original thoughts changed again——Look at the autistic patients before, please form a team!

This is a world without supernatural powers, but zombies will evolve in the later stage, and humans can only rack their brains to upgrade weapons.

Note: High energy ahead, please do not take it seriously! !

Minesweeper Zone:

1. The author of this article is forced to accept, there are [golden fingers]

2. The girls who appeared in the early stage did not form a team with the protagonist, and those who can form a team with the protagonist will only be Xiaogong~~

3. The background is fictitious, based on textual research, and those who are struck by thunder love to take the emergency escape route in the upper right corner

4. The protagonist has a bad personality, a little dark, ahem

5. From the emotional point of view, it can be regarded as a warm text

Content tag: rebirth

Search keywords: Protagonist: Lin Deng, Geng Mo┃Supporting role: ┃Others:

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☆, before rebirth

In 20XX AD, the zombie virus broke out, and the whole world fell into panic.

A few horrible patients in the world who were unfortunately infected with the ultimate S virus broke into the city, causing the virus to spread in a large area, and tens of thousands of people fell into the unconscious state of the living dead.

They bite the flesh of living people and devour their internal organs, just to maintain their ability to move and prevent their bodies from decaying again.

In this era of zombies, those with guns can live, those without guns can only wait to die; those with cars can run, and those without cars can only be besieged and killed by zombies.

This year is the tenth year of the outbreak of the zombie virus. The number of living people on the earth has decreased sharply, and the group of zombies is still growing...

Sturdy bases rose up one after another, and the mighty warriors fought bloody battles with the zombies, guarding the last homeland of mankind.

In a dilapidated factory, a few unkempt men sat together. There was a fire in front of them, and some leaves were boiled in a rusty iron pot.

Today, the food resources on the earth are extremely scarce, and humans who are hungry can only eat green leaves to fill their stomachs.

Because of this, in the past year, the green area on the earth has been greatly reduced, and the desertification of the land is serious. This planet seems to be less and less suitable for human survival...

In the human base, only those with high achievements have rice to eat, and the rest can only drink some tasteless nutrient solution.

And the few men in this dilapidated factory were not taken in by most of the bases because they did not have any food or ammunition to contribute.Even a few large bases with good reputation are already overcrowded, and all kinds of supplies are severely depleted. They can only refuse to accept any foreign survivors who come to seek refuge.

"Damn, eat these rotten leaves all day long, how can I still have the strength to chop zombies!" A bearded man thumped the ground heavily, his rough face was full of resentment.

The thin mouse-eyed man next to him snorted, "It's good to have something to eat, do you think you're still in the base?"

"If it weren't for the evil pen in Wuchengnan, our base would not have been captured by zombies, and we wouldn't be in this situation now!" the bearded man cursed with a ferocious face, and after he finished speaking, he still felt puzzled and spat heavily on the ground phlegm.

"Disgusting." At this time, a young man wearing a sleeveless denim vest walked in from the factory gate. The young man had a clean face, and his exposed arms had beautiful muscles. The muscle lines were soft and smooth, and he looked lean but not rough. , and his clothes were washed white, he was the only one among these few men who could see through.

The bearded man glared at him, swearing something crookedly in his mouth, but obediently stretched out his feet to wipe away the thick phlegm.

The young man frowned and sat down at the seat farthest from the big man.

"How's the situation outside now?" A scar-faced man who hadn't spoken much raised his chin outside.

"It's not good, the next wave of zombies is coming soon, and it is estimated that there will be a few third-level zombies—huh, I think we should be mentally prepared to be torn apart by the zombies as soon as possible, lest some people will be torn apart by the zombies. Scared by the zombies and peed on my pants!" The young man's voice was clear and pleasant, but it was supposed to be a refreshing voice, but it was greatly compromised by the cold sarcasm in his tone, and when he said this, he deliberately glanced at the mouse-eyed man.

"What do you mean?" The mouse-eyed man stood up awkwardly, rolling up his sleeves as if he was going to fight.

Compared with the nervousness and anger of the mouse-eyed man, the young man relaxed his body instead, as if he didn't take him seriously, "literally."

Indeed, the mouse-eyed man was a scumbag in terms of combat effectiveness against young people.

The mouse-eyed man clenched his fists, but he only dared to stand there and put on a show, and he didn't dare to fight the young man.

The man with the scarred face gave the mouse-eyed man a step down at the right time, "Stop arguing, now is not the time for internal strife, the wave of zombies is coming soon, we must take countermeasures!"

As he spoke, he involuntarily reached out and grabbed the M249 light machine gun at his feet, which was the usual expression when Scar's face was tense.

The M249 is a small-caliber, high-speed, and very lightweight light machine gun. This machine gun alone is equivalent to the suppression firepower of 15 infantrymen. It is fierce and reliable. Each magazine has a very large number of bullets. When facing a group of enemies, it has a great advantage. Men with scar faces usually treasure this gun, and generally don't use it very much, just to save the few bullets left.

"How many bullets are left?" The mouse-eyed man is a "bear" character who can bend and stretch. He immediately put aside the topic he was still struggling with a moment ago, swallowed his saliva, and asked nervously.

"There are still 100 full 2 rounds of ammunition chains. The bullets in this gun are estimated to be only about 40 rounds. How many do you have?" The man with the scar face is not as vicious as he looks on the surface. In fact, his temper is The best of the few.

The bearded man scratched his rough cheeks, "The shotgun ran out of ammunition last time, so I threw it away, and now I only have an AK47 in my hand, with 3 magazines left, plus the ones in the gun. There are only a hundred hairs left."

The mouse-eyed man swallowed again, stared blankly at the fire, his voice trembling, "Is there only this ammunition, it's over, it's over..."

"Linden," the man with the scar face turned his gaze to the young man, "You are a good sniper, a third-level zombie..."

Scarface's words made both the bearded man and the mouse-eyed man turn their eyes to the young man, and there was hope in their originally desperate eyes.

Level [-] zombies, ordinary people like them not only can't hurt half of its hair, but also waste a lot of life-saving bullets because of it.

Level [-] zombies don’t walk on the ground like primary, level [-], and level [-] zombies. Their jumping ability is quite amazing and their speed is also very fast. Ordinary bullets can’t hit them a few times. At this time, sniping takes up a lot The advantage of zombies, the weakness of zombies is generally in the head, as long as you shoot it in the head, the third-level zombies are not to be feared.

It’s just difficult to snipe. Level [-] zombies won’t just stand there to snipe for you. Its jumping ability and adaptability are quite strong. If it misses a single hit, the zombie senses the danger and changes its jumping direction. Frequency, changing different heights, it will be difficult for snipers to predict where it will appear in the next second, so it will become more and more difficult to snipe it.

Sniping this thing depends on feel, experience, and estimation ability. These three items are nothing to Lin Deng. After all, he was a sharpshooter codenamed Dongfeng before the end of the world. Once the owls heard that Dongfeng had participated in a certain city's anti-drug program, they ran faster than rabbits one by one, and dared not return home after hiding abroad.

What Linden is best at is sniping those "leaders". It is said that the first task of a sniper is to scare the enemy camp. There is a sniper hiding in the dark and always threatening their heads. For any living person, it is a kind of thing that is easy to break down.

But now, Linden is facing zombies, the kind of living dead who don't know fear or feel pain.

His main task became to snipe the sporadic zombies that were not noticed by his teammates.

Some of the more powerful high-level zombies are also all covered by him.

Normally, the most troublesome things that Linden and the others encountered were some second-level zombies. The second-level zombies were not often encountered this year, and even if they were encountered, they were in twos and threes, not many.The main feature of the second-level zombies is that they walk very fast, and some can even run fast. It is difficult for ordinary people to escape if they are stared at by them.Only some young people who are good at sports can run past these zombies.

In fact, even if Linden used a pistol instead of a sniper rifle, he would still be able to shoot his head with a gun based on the feel of his hand. No matter what, the three men now trust his marksmanship very much.

"I didn't expect that there are level-three zombies now, heh, the evolution is really fast." Lin Deng took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit up the remaining four cigarettes, and handed three to the other three. A man said, "Smoke it, I usually don't want to smoke this cigarette. The third-level zombies, as far as I saw with the binoculars, there are three of them. I don't know if there are others..."

Scarface reached out his hand to take the cigarette and smoked it silently. After a while, he threw the cigarette on the ground and stomped it out, "Damn it, you have to fight no matter what!"

Lin Deng raised his eyes to look at him, and suddenly laughed sullenly with a cigarette in his mouth, "Old Zhu, this is the first time you swear."

Scarface didn't make a sound, he stood up and picked up his light machine gun and walked inside. There was an iron ladder inside the factory, and he could climb to the top of the factory by stepping on it.

"It's almost there." Linden also put away his joking mentality, picked up his gun and walked out of the factory. He had to quickly choose a high point that was conducive to sniping.

The mouse-eyed man and the bearded man glanced at each other, ignoring the boiled green leaves in the iron pot, and ran into the factory following Scarface's footsteps.

When Linden walked outside, he could faintly see several jumping black shadows in the distance. His heart tightened and he tightened his grip on the M82A1 in his hand. This is the best sniper rifle so far. It can be called the king of sniper rifles, with long range and strong penetrating power. Linden found it from a boss' room on the day the base they relied on for survival fell.

Touching the magazine in his trouser pocket, there is only one magazine, which means that he only has ten bullets now. If one shot is not wasted, he can only kill ten zombies, but every time the tide of zombies comes, there are hundreds of them. Damn, apart from a sniper rifle, all he has left is a dagger and a jungle machete.

If possible, by taking advantage of them to attract the attention of the zombies, with his ability, leaving them to escape alone, the chance of surviving is quite high.

It's just that it's unethical to do so...

When it comes to morality, Linden wants to laugh again. In the last days, there are a few truly moral people, all of whom are devoid of humanity. Maybe the teammate who was working with you one second, will put you down in the next second. You push against the zombies to save yourself.

If it wasn't for the man with the scar, the man who had saved him, insisted on forming a team with those two people, he wouldn't have teamed up with those two people, don't ask him why, a fool can see it, beard and mouse eyes The men are obviously two unreliable guys.He stayed in order to find an opportunity to repay the scar man, and the scar man also formed a team with them to repay the favor of those two people.This is really interlocking and interlocking.

In any case, just try to live on, and when the time is not right for him to run away, he still tried his best, which can be regarded as an explanation to them.

The man with the scar is also a smart person, not a fool who will stick to his spot. Linden knows that if a catastrophe comes, everyone will choose to fly separately. This is the main reason why several people can survive the ten years of the zombie outbreak.

Not many people with dead brains can survive.

☆. Fierce Battle ([-])

Walking around the outside of the factory, Linden finally chose a narrow iron pedal, which was at the top of an iron tower. Linden climbed up quickly, and there was always a kind of iron tower standing on it. The illusion of falling.

100 meters to his right is the top of the factory, where the scarred man is fiddling with machine guns, and the rat-eyed man is standing next to the scarred man holding a few high-explosive grenades. There were about five third-level zombies at the forefront of the crowd of corpses coming, the second-level zombie group was fast in the middle, and the first-level zombie group was walking slowly at the end.The bearded man is holding a rifle, holding it in various postures. From his movements, it can be seen that his heart is anxious at this time. The scale of the zombie group this time is too large, and there are dozens of second-level zombies. Not to mention the five level [-] zombies who are enough to scare people.

When Linden climbed onto the steps and set up his sniper rifle, the man with the scar waved his hand in the direction of the iron tower, signaling that everything was ready.

Linden leaned closer to the scope, aimed at the zombie that jumped the highest, estimated the height of its jump, and fired the gun at the right time when it bounced next time!

With a bang, the zombie's head was instantly exploded, rotting brains splashed, and it fell straight down from mid-air.

Linden used the M8 armor-piercing projectile, which was quite powerful.

At this time, the wave of zombies was just two kilometers away from the iron tower...

Because of that shot, the entire group of zombies suddenly became manic, and the remaining four third-level zombies accelerated the frequency of bouncing, quickly jumping towards Linden, and the second-level zombies also started to run. The junior zombies still took a step in a daze, and suddenly pulled a large distance from the second- and third-level zombies in front of them.

Because the distance is still far, Scar Man and his guns can't be used at all, and the mouse-eyed man's arm strength can't throw the bomb so far, so at present, only Linden can shoot them.

And four more...

Looking at the black shadows leaping towards us in the distance, Linden gritted his teeth tightly and forced himself to calm down, absolutely not to be frightened by those fierce third-level zombies.

Hold the gun again, hold your hand steady, aim, shoot——

bang——

Another zombie's head exploded in the air, precise, fast, and right in the head.

There are still three zombies left.

They roared and leaped towards this side, their rotten eye sockets faintly glowing red.

Linden fixed his eyes on the target in the scope, moved his fingers, and the bullet rushed out of the gun chamber, nailing the zombie's head again.

Another one, now there are two left.

"Beautiful!" The man with the scar gave Lin Deng a thumbs up from a distance, and then roared at the two people around him, "Stop staring blankly, prepare to fight!"

The two high-level zombies were obviously in a runaway state, and they had already left the second-level zombies behind them by a large distance, and they were now about a kilometer away from the iron tower.

"Don't fight yet, wait for the second-level zombies to come!" Lin Deng took the time to shout to the other side.

Regardless of whether they listened or not, Linden turned his head quickly, adjusted his state, continued to stare at the scope with a pair of dark eyes, held the gun, took a deep breath, and calmly analyzed the frequency changes of the zombies, one high, two low , then one high, one low; one high, two lows, one high...

Lin Deng squinted his eyes. In fact, there is a pattern. After all, the heads of zombies are rotten and not enough. Even human beings will uncontrollably throw punches according to the rules when guessing fists, let alone zombies that are already in a living state. up.

When the zombie's feet just landed on the ground and was about to charge up, Linden fired a shot precisely at the low altitude, and the jumping zombie hit the bullet right in the head!

The zombie smashed to the ground like a dilapidated rag doll.

There was the last zombie left, and it was too close to look at the sniper scope to find the head and shoot.

If he continues to look at the sniper scope, it may limit the range of vision. This last zombie obviously needs to be more careful. It doesn't jump in only one area like the first four, but jumps forward and backward, and jumps to the left. Jump right again, looking at the sniper scope to find it will take a lot of effort.

So Linden stood up directly, and shot the zombie with his hand, but it only hit the zombie's body or face. If it was a living person, it might be useful, but this is a zombie, a walking dead with a malfunctioning pain sensory nerve , The power of this bullet is not enough to knock it down, and it can't even stop it.

There was the sound of machine gun fire from the side, and Scarface shouted at him, "Climb down!"

Lin Deng gritted his teeth resentfully, his eyes were red with anger, and he secretly cursed a fool in his heart.

Scarface’s shooting now is a waste of bullets, not to mention that he can’t hit the third-level zombies, the loud gunshot will make the second-level zombies go crazy, speed up their running, and besieged by dozens of second-level zombies at that time, Then they can't escape even if they have wings.

The zombie had already jumped tens of meters away from the iron tower. It could be said that it was right in front of him. Linden had run out of bullets, so he had no choice but to draw out the dagger on his belt and throw it at the jumping zombie. Unfortunately, the dagger only reached the zombie's neck.

The zombie let out a wild roar, and jumped up suddenly, intending to shake off the dagger, but unfortunately the bright white blade penetrated too deep, and the exposed handle only shook a few times, but it was still tenaciously inserted into the blue dagger. On the rotten meat.

Linden's heart was beating wildly, and the zombie's cloudy eyes looked at him fiercely, and the stretched claws seemed to be able to tear his body apart in a second.

Roar--

The zombie reached out and grabbed the edge of the iron tower. The next moment, he jumped up with his strength and landed firmly on the top of the iron tower.

As if he knew it a long time ago, Linden jumped down at the same moment, and then reached out and grabbed the edge of the iron tower in time, so he didn't fall.

The zombie jumped into the air, turned back suddenly, and slapped Linden's hand holding the iron rod.

Linden's pupils constricted, he let go quickly, his body fell straight down, and in mid-air, he grabbed the iron tower again.

The zombies also jumped down immediately. Linden had expected this kind of situation. Immediately, he alternated his hands and quickly flipped to the other side of the iron tower. A fall broke its right leg, which greatly reduced its jumping ability.

But jumping to Linden's current height is not difficult.

The zombie jumped again regardless, this time Linden didn't dare to delay, and climbed up with both hands and feet, while still not forgetting to yell at the bearded beard, "Shoot it with a rifle!"

It was only then that the bearded man realized that he hurriedly raised his rifle and fired several shots at the zombies, but all of them missed, and none of them hit.

Just as Linden looked desperately at the sharp claws that were getting closer and closer to him, the zombie roared and fell down again.

Linden was panting heavily, and it seemed that the zombie's limit height was there. He looked down at the zombie that jumped up again, not daring to underestimate the enemy, and climbed faster.

This time the zombie fell down without even jumping to the previous height. Before the zombie got up, he fired a shot, and there was a bang, yellow flowers splashed, and the zombie didn't move anymore. .

Lin Deng heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at the top of the tower with piercing eyes. As long as he climbed up there, without the third-level zombies, he was basically safe.

Although the second-level zombies are fast, they are only fast on flat ground. Their climbing speed is slower than that of the first-level zombies walking on flat ground. Although there is no gun, Linden still has a machete in his hand. Be sure to cut down the zombies trying to climb to the top again.

After waiting for a few minutes, the second-level zombies roared and rushed into the dilapidated factory complex.

Linden stood tall, and the zombies couldn't feel his presence. They just kept roaring at the three men standing on the top of the main factory, but they couldn't go up. The big iron gate of the main factory had long been They locked it from the inside, and Linden added another thick chain to lock it outside.

Those low-intelligence zombies could only keep pawing at the big iron gate. Although there were zombies squeezing in from behind, pushing and shoving, trying to overwhelm the gate and break in, but the big iron gate was so strong that they held on tightly. The zombies blocked the door.

Now it has completely become Scarface's main battlefield, and the mouse-eyed man threw down a high-explosive grenade, which shattered pieces of zombies.

The zombies who hadn't squeezed in front of the door were also shot by Scarface's machine gun in a large area.

The bearded man only fired a few shots occasionally to cheer, his rifle couldn't kill many zombies.

Now that the situation is completely under control, the second-level zombies have basically been wiped out, leaving only the first-level zombies that have not yet swayed.

Linden picked up the small binoculars on his neck and looked at it. It was still far away, but the number was much larger than the second-level zombie group, at least several thousand.

"Let's get out of here before they come!" Linden said loudly to Scarface and the others.

☆, fierce battle ([-])

Scarface nodded, picked up the machine gun and hurriedly walked back.

Linden also quickly climbed down the iron tower, and when he stood on the ground, Scarface and the others had been waiting below for a while.

"Let's go." Scarface didn't say much, but took the lead and ran in the opposite direction from the zombie group. Linden followed Scarface with the machete.

They ran non-stop for an hour, and didn't dare to stop for a few breaths until they reached a small hill.

"We can't go in this direction. The zombies are coming from the south. They should go north. Then we should go east. This way, the possibility of being caught up by the tide of zombies is much smaller. Who knows if those junior zombies will be behind?" There are also some advanced zombies." Linden wiped the sweat from his face and said dryly.

"Well, by the way, look for a source of water." Scarface licked his dry lips, "There used to be a clean river in front of the factory, but we can't go there now."

"That's right, who knows if the water source is polluted by the zombie virus." The mouse-eyed man said in a strange way.

Lin Deng glanced at him and sneered coldly, "I remember that Dr. Li from the base said that every living person living on the earth is actually a carrier of the ultimate S virus, but this virus has been dormant in our At the same time, it is controlled by some life particles. Once our life characteristics are gone, the S virus will break out, and we will all become zombies. Now we still worry about whether the water is polluted. Heh, human beings are A contaminated body."

The mouse-eyed man rolled his eyes, and did not directly refute Linden's words, "I don't believe it's true or not! Why don't you show us?"

"No need, I'll just use you as a demonstration." Lin Deng smiled and raised the machete in his hand, his cold eyes locked on the mouse-eyed man tightly, he gritted his teeth and said in a dark voice, "My The knife skill is also good, it should be able to cut off your neck at once."

The mouse-eyed man snatched the rifle from the bearded hand, pointed at Linden and yelled, "Come on, I've been upset with you for a long time, let's see if your knife is faster or my gun is faster!"

The man with the scar who had been standing aside stopped Linden in a timely manner, then turned his head and stared at the mouse-eyed man without saying a word, staring at the mouse-eyed man until he put down his gun angrily.

The bearded man saw the right time and snatched back his gun. In the last days, a gun is equivalent to his own life.

"Now is not the time for us to fight among ourselves, Linden is arrogant, he has his pride." The man with the scar stared at the mouse-eyed man, "And you, what capital do you have to be crazy with him, remember, your tall Linden gave you the exploding grenade!"

The mouse-eyed man fell silent for a while, but occasionally looked at Lin Deng with vicious and unwilling eyes.

Indeed, Linden usually taunted him a lot, often saying that he was just a moth attached to them.

In the last days, those who can survive to the present are more or less capable.

Those who are incompetent should have died long ago - this is the law of the last days, although it is cruel, it is very realistic.

And the mouse-eyed man has been protected by the scar man until now because of his kindness when he reluctantly let the scar man give him a ride for a while. It is said that it is a team, but it is just the scar man and the beard. Linden, who joined later, was protecting him in disguise.

In fact, Linden always targeted him not for no reason, but once he cooperated with the mouse-eyed man, and when he was being chased by a large number of zombies, the mouse-eyed man shot him coldly, hitting him in the waist and abdomen There, the bullet pierced his entire intestine.If he hadn't relied on the military will that he had developed over the years, gritted his teeth and ran desperately, he would have been caught up by those zombies and become their food.Until now, the gun scar is still there, always reminding him that he can't be foolish enough to trust his teammates completely.

If he hadn't exposed his back to the mouse-eyed man to shoot those zombies, he wouldn't have been shot by his black gun.

The mouse-eyed man is too selfish. This kind of person does a lot of things to entrap his teammates for his own survival, but the scarred man has been holding back and not talking about him.

When several people were in a stalemate here, suddenly there was a shocking roar of zombies from a distance.

Lin Deng picked up the binoculars and saw that a large number of zombies were coming towards this side, and there was a third-level zombie jumping in front of it. Judging by the shape, it should have been a child when he was alive.

"Does the third-level zombie have good noses?" Lin Deng cursed in a low voice, not daring to delay, grabbed the gun from the bearded hand, and gave him his machete.

"What's wrong?" the man with the scar asked nervously.

"There is a third-level child zombie that has attracted the group of zombies." Linden looked at the panicked expressions of several people, and added reassuringly, "The others are all junior zombies, there is no big threat, just be careful Just don't let them surround you."

The scarred man breathed a sigh of relief, he glanced at the gun in Linden's hand, "Be careful."

"Here's another magazine. There's no bullets in the gun." The bearded man hurriedly handed over his only remaining magazine, and when Linden reached out to take it, he nervously grabbed his hand again, "That one Level [-] zombies, you must kill them as soon as possible!"

The speed of the third-level zombies is too fast. Once they are targeted, they will not even try to escape.

Linden twitched the corners of his lips, and slapped off the big rough hand that was holding onto his right hand, "Can't you trust my marksmanship?"

The bearded man swallowed his saliva, widened his eyes and urged him, "Then quickly hide somewhere."

"Okay, don't be too nervous." The man with the scar patted his bearded shoulder, then turned to Linden and said, "Be careful."

Linden nodded, and strode up to the heights.

In the middle of the valley, he found a leaf pit and jumped into it. The smell of rotten leaves and soil in the leaf pit covered up his smell very well. He used to do this when he was chased and bitten by zombies. He did it, the zombie's eyes couldn't see, he only relied on his sensitive sense of smell and hearing, he covered up his smell, so the zombie couldn't judge his position, and as a sniper, he lay in the pit without moving for a day , it is not difficult for him.

These good military qualities are also an important factor for him to successfully survive the last ten years.The future... Linden didn't dare to think about the future. He felt that he had no future, and every time he escaped, he was living for today.

In the last days, if you fantasize about the future, you will be laughed at by others.All human beings are struggling in the last days just to live longer.

Lin Deng grabbed a few piles of fallen leaves to cover himself, and observed the outside through the gaps in the fallen leaves. He didn't have a sniper rifle in his hand, only a rifle. That is to say, he had to wait for the third-level zombies to come before him. Shooting from a distance poses a great threat to Linden's life, not to mention that the target is a fast and jumping level three zombie.

At a short distance, if a shot is missed, Linden will surely die!

☆. Fierce Battle ([-])

It's not that Linden has no fear in his heart. He just buries this fear deeply in his heart and doesn't reveal it to anyone. In the last days, showing weakness means going to death.Everyone in the last days is strong, at least on the surface, but everyone is desperate and fragile. They don't know whether they will still exist in this world in the next second.

A drop of sweat came out of the skin unexpectedly, slowly crawling along the cheek, very itchy, and Linden, who was oxygen, wanted to reach out and scratch.But the current situation forced him to restrain this impulse. Like an indestructible rock, he lay there motionless, his sharp eyes wide open, not daring to relax and stare outside, even if there was sweat The drops got in his eyes, and he didn't even blink.

ho-ho-ho-

The breathing sound of the zombies came from a distance, mixed with the sound of slow and procrastinating footsteps.

A junior zombie broke into this area!Linden didn't dare to act rashly. His target was the third-level zombies. If he shot and attracted a large number of junior zombies to besiege the area, he would be in trouble.Although the low-level zombies do not pose much threat to him, if the third-level zombies know his location immediately, and he is stalked by those low-level zombies, let alone shoot the third-level zombies, there is no way to escape. escape.

He couldn't face the third-level zombie head-on. Last time it was a fluke, but this time it was not so lucky. The weapon in his hand was still not enough for the third-level zombie.Maybe someone in the base is already researching more powerful weapons, maybe those humans who belong to the base have already obtained that weapon, but for Linden who has no base to return to, he can only hold some low-quality weapons to deal with high-level zombies. Engage in sneak attacks, or torture junior zombies with a jungle machete.

With his physical fitness, without the threat of high-level zombies, he can save his life with a machete, provided that he does not encounter a wave of zombies.

During the ten years when the zombie virus raged, the supernatural powers written in the novel did not come to humans. On the contrary, the zombies became more and more powerful, and only the strong could survive. So far, there has not been a case of supernatural evolution.So reality is reality, fiction is fiction, and reality is always crueler than illusory fiction.

Besides, the zombie that wandered into the area where Linden was located did not find Linden's location, let alone the presence of people around him.It just swayed its body sluggishly, walking forward procrastinatingly.

Linden looked at the zombies getting closer and closer to him, and tightened the barrel of the gun in his hand. Visually observing the direction of this stupid zombie, he might step on him, but he can't shoot at this time, in case a large crowd All the zombies are attracted, and without enough bullets, he can't escape even with wings.

ho - ho -

The rotten smell of rotting corpses has penetrated into Linden's nostrils clearly. Looking at the pair of rotten leather shoes that are dragging closer and closer, the only thing Linden can do is hold his breath, grit his teeth and let his feet Stepping on his back, he walked slowly.

Damn rotten meat, if he wasn't sure if the third-level zombie was nearby, he would have jumped up and shot its head off.

ho - ho -

roar - roar -

With the sound of trampling dead leaves, more and more zombies came here.With a messy growl, they walked towards Linden with stiff feet.

Looking out through the gaps of fallen leaves, the expression on Lin Deng's face instantly darkened, and he couldn't help cursing in his heart, I really don't know how those idiots guarded, let him kill the third-level zombies, and he has to find a way Lead these low-level zombies to the opposite direction from him. In this situation, he is surrounded. If the third-level zombies come, damn it, he won't dare to shoot at all.

After ten years in the last days