Plane Supermarket

Ye Zhou actually didn't feel it when he jumped planes for the first time——

Since it was the day before the opening of the supermarket, he slept in the supermarket excitedly, and because he had to get up at [-] o'clock in the morning on the opening day, he also took melatonin before going to bed.

When he woke up and opened the door, what he saw was the scene of a famine.

This time Ye Zhou didn't feel any bodily sensations either, but he was able to see the scene changes with his own eyes through the window.

It was as if he was on a super high-speed train. The changing speed of the scenery outside the window could not be calculated in seconds, but in milliseconds. The scenery in each millisecond was different. Human eyes can only see a bunch of complicated scenes. Unable to capture a frame of static scenery.

If someone dared to walk out of the supermarket door at this time, he would definitely be torn to pieces.

It's like jumping off a moving high-speed rail, but it will definitely be worse than jumping off a high-speed rail.

When the scenery outside the window slowed down, Ye Zhou knew that they were about to reach their destination.

Ye Zhou felt that the system should put him some distance away from the Luoyang base, in an inaccessible place - after all, this was the case in the previous plane.

Although the business is a bit difficult to do, it is safe anyway.

Three or 10 minutes before landing, the old god Ye Zhou was thinking that although the system was unreliable, it could still guarantee the safety of the supermarket.

From this point of view, the system has one more merit.

Ye Zhou thought so before the scenery outside the window changed from the sky to the face of a zombie.

Ye Zhou looked at the zombie with a mole on his face outside the window, his dull eyes still couldn't find the focus, and he found that there were three hairs on the mole.

After being a zombie for so long, the eyeballs are gone, and the flesh in the eye sockets has rotted, but this mole is still so strong, it is really amazing.

Ye Zhou just stared at the eyeless zombie for more than ten seconds.

He raised his hand tremblingly, pointed at the zombie's face, turned his head and neck stiffly, looked at Chen Shu and Zou Ming who had stood up and held their guns: "Can you count how many zombies are outside?"

He said as if out of his body: "While there is still time, we can try to write a suicide note and bury it in the ground after we finish it. Maybe someone will see it in the future and know that we, the unlucky bastards, have traveled thousands of miles to fill it in." Zombie belly."

Ye Zhou really couldn't think of any possibility of escaping.

"Boss, look over there." Sarah pointed to the window on the other side, "It's human."

"They all look like soldiers."

Ye Zhou instantly lifted his spirits, soldier!Just have soldiers!

It's just that when Ye Zhou saw the equipment in the hands of the soldiers, he was stunned.

This place shouldn't be ancient, right?Looking at the clothes of those soldiers, you can tell that the level of technology here should be similar to that of Ye Zhou's real plane, and no one has long hair, but they are all wrapped tightly, and there are circles around the wrists and ankles that can't be seen clearly. Things, like hard objects, are supposed to prevent biting.

But the weapons in their hands are a bit outrageous-axes, machetes and machetes.

Rather than saying that they were going to fight zombies, it was better to say that they were going to fight in the village.

Ye Zhou asked blankly: "Is this a special feature of the plane? Zombies here can only be fought with cold weapons?"

Chen Shu said with a smile: "They should be out of bullets. What is lacking in this place is not weapons, but bullets. Guns can be used repeatedly, but bullets are consumables. They cannot be recycled after use."

"Looking at their appearance, the bombs should also be used up."

Zou Ming: "It should have been playing for a long time."

Zou Ming changed into the clothes he wore when he came here today. He wore a tight black top, which was close-fitting and easy to move. He has a tall and straight figure, with his hips facing slightly forward and his body leaning back. Even wearing clothes, he can easily see the outline of his muscles.

It's just that Ye Zhou is not in the mood to admire Zou Ming's handsomeness at this time, and only looks at the gun in Zou Ming's hand.

Such a machine gun is not a heavy machine gun, how much reuse can it play?

No matter how good a sniper Chen Shu is, he can get a headshot with every shot, but how many zombies can he kill?

Ye Zhou looked at Sarah again.

Sarah guessed what Ye Zhou was thinking, and she said indifferently: "I don't know how to use a gun, not how to aim. I'm afraid I didn't kill the zombies, and my own people collapsed. I'll just do it like this."

Ye Zhou was a little nervous: "Won't the zombie virus affect you?"

Sarah thought for a while: "Probably not, we vampires are no different from zombies, they don't even have intelligence, they are not as advanced as us."

Ye Zhou: "..."

Sarah waved her hand: "Boss, don't worry, maybe I can be more useful than them all this time."

"After the fight, the boss invited me to eat hot pot." Sarah swallowed.

She can only perceive the spiciness, and eating chili peppers in an empty mouth is a snack to her.

And Ye Zhou can't eat spicy food at all.

Lips swell up after just a little bit.

Sarah never expected that they would lose, even with such a disparity in numbers.

"By the way, those soldiers are knocking on the window." Sarah pointed out the window again.

"Are you going to let them in?"

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"Try knocking on the window." The woman turned to the young man and said, "Maybe they will let us in."

The young man's expression was tense, and his lips were drawn into a straight line: "Don't you find it strange?"

A supermarket fell from the sky, and she still wanted to go in?

Are they hallucinating together, or is the world crazy?

The woman said indifferently: "When the zombies appeared, I also thought there was a group hallucination. I thought that thing was very unscientific. Didn't I explain it with science later?"

The man was expressionless: "Alien invasion of the earth is also called science?"

The woman shrugged: "This is what I said. Since it has not been proved that there are no aliens before, then there may be. If there is, isn't it very scientific?"

The woman continued: "Anyway, we can't go back alive. We will die wherever we die. Why don't we try to see if the people inside will let us in."

This time the man didn't speak.

Although all of this seemed extremely absurd, they seemed to have no better way to deal with it.

The supermarket stood between them and the zombies, just in front of the second line of defense. Once the zombies broke through the second spinning line, the supermarket would not survive.

But the man was still thinking about luck - if this supermarket is also a product of aliens, then it must have a way to deal with zombies.

Maybe...they don't have to die?

The man's brain was in chaos, the more he thought, the more he felt that he was deeply trapped in a treacherous illusion.

All of this might be just a fantasy of his greed for life and fear of death. Maybe when he wakes up, he will find that he is already on the battlefield, and the zombies are in front of him.

The woman tapped on the glass again.

This time someone finally walked across the rack towards them.

It was a little girl less than 1.4 meters tall. She was wearing short-sleeved trousers and her blond curly hair was tied into a ponytail. She was walking towards them while yawning.

The girl opened the window a crack and stared at them with reddish eyes.

The woman squeezed out a smile: "Little sister..."

The girl interrupted her: "Which one of you is useful to speak? The boss only lets one person in."

The woman looked back subconsciously, and the comrades who were shocked by the scene of the supermarket falling from the sky just now had come to their senses, saw them knocking on the glass of the supermarket and wanted to come over, the woman quickly said: "I told him it would work! "

The girl frowned: "You can only enter one."

The woman begged: "Little sister, please be accommodating! The two of us can explain things more clearly, can't we?"

"And we didn't have any guns in our hands, so there was no threat."

The girl looked at her, and the woman felt that this was not a little girl, but a mature woman. The girl looked at her like a predator, trying to figure out how much she weighed.

Sarah took out the walkie-talkie: "Boss, can you have two?"

A somewhat distorted male voice came from over there: "Yes."

Sarah opened the window: "Come in."

"By the way, you'd better talk to the people behind you before you come in."

"If they dare to destroy the doors and windows and force their way in..."

Sarah showed her sharp fangs to the two, "Don't wait for the zombies, I'll kill them myself."

Two people: "..."

You don't even have to say it yourself.

Sarah stood by the window with her arms folded, waiting for the woman to relay her threat loudly before letting them in.

"It's really a supermarket." The woman was amazed when she passed by the shelves.

There are also places selling daily necessities in the base, but now the daily necessities are in limited supply and need to be purchased on demand with tickets.

Food has also become the most productive tortilla a long time ago, and tortilla can also be used as currency-although officials have never admitted that tortilla can be used as currency, barter among the people cannot be stopped.

This can also show that ordinary people have lost confidence in money.

The factories in the rear have done their best just to produce ammunition. The whole world has fallen into a zombie crisis. There are more and more zombies and fewer and fewer living people. At the beginning, they still had enough energy to help small countries. Start to go your own way.

The virus is pervasive, and the connection between countries is slowly being broken.

They have dropped missiles and even nuclear bombs, but they have not achieved much results other than leaving a mess and pollution on the ground.

Because the virus will not die with the death of the zombies, they will always be lurking in the ground, on the plants, waiting for the living things to take them away, and then re-enter the human body.

Soldiers dare not touch their mouths and noses with their hands after each battle. They must go through strict disinfection measures and be scanned by instruments before returning to the base.

Even if you return to the base, you can't contact people immediately. You have to go back to your residence and take the initiative to isolate yourself for a day.

And in every battle, frontline soldiers always suffer heavy casualties. If they are unlucky and the blood of the zombies sprays out and falls on their faces, the chance of being infected is [-]%.

Such a well-stocked supermarket made them feel for a moment that they had returned to before the outbreak of the zombie virus.

The woman walked forward in silence, she suddenly felt that this was a dream of her own.

The young man walking beside her couldn't help but look at the shelves. He even saw the freezer not far away. As a sniper, he has good eyesight and can easily see the boxes of fat cows in the freezer. and a whole chicken.

On the next shelf are steaming ice cream, chocolate and milk.

This is a large supermarket in peacetime.

The man felt that he might not have seen a supermarket fall from the sky with his own eyes, but traveled back to before the end of the world.

"Little sister." The woman tried to talk to Sarah, "Where are you from? America? Italy? France?"

Sarah didn't stop or look back at them. She said in a flat tone, "Is it related to you?"

The woman didn't feel embarrassed either, she smiled and said, "I'm curious, how did you get here? Are you aliens? Or do you have some extraterrestrial technology?"

Since the official statement that the zombie virus was invaded by aliens, women will forcefully use aliens to explain when they encounter situations that cannot be explained.

"Is your supermarket open?" The woman asked, "Do you sell anything? How do you collect money? Can I buy ice cream?"

Sarah was finally annoyed by the woman, she had a cold face: "The zombies are just across the way, are you still in the mood to buy ice cream?"

The woman sighed: "Anyway, I will die sooner or later. I am going to die. Before I die, I just want to eat a strawberry-flavored ice cream."

Sarah: "...you take it, I invite you."

Sarah: "Take both of you, I can still pay for the two ice creams, and stop talking nonsense after eating the ice cream."

So the woman went to get two ice creams, and she stuffed one into the hands of the man who had been silent since he came in, then tore off the wrapping paper and ate it. The ice cream was as sweet and delicious as she remembered.

She watched Sarah from behind.

She remembered the two canine teeth that Sarah showed.

It's too slender and too sharp, where does she usually store it?Won't you pierce your own lips?

It can't be a vampire, can it?That's why there is a kind of maturity that doesn't match the appearance, which makes people feel that it is against harmony.

The woman almost laughed at her own thoughts.

It can be explained if aliens are involved, but if vampires are involved, this world is too magical.

The supermarket is huge and has a wide variety of products. They followed Sarah for a long time before reaching the door of a room.

The door to the room was not closed.

As soon as the woman raised her head, she could see clearly the furnishings and everything in the house.

and the man sitting on the couch—

The man sitting on the sofa was wearing a set of blue casual clothes. He had dark and shiny hair, amber eyes were watching her, and there was even a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if welcoming them. .

He is very handsome, but he thinks that the smile on his face is not half real, so it makes people feel that he is indifferent and arrogant.

And beside him stood a man and a woman, both holding guns, staring sharply at the visitor.

The woman swallowed involuntarily.

She could tell at a glance that these two had experienced many battles, and they had a terrifying aura, as if if she moved a little, they would kill her immediately, without even giving her time to react.

The blond girl who led the way walked to the sofa, leaned on the armrest, and looked at them indifferently.

The woman's mouth twitched.

Why does she feel like she has joined some evil organization and is facing the big boss?