"Keep fresh at 0 degrees."
Li Laisi, whose left hand was wrapped with gauze, threw a small fresh-keeping bag to Lao Wang. Lao Wang looked at the thing in his hand and gasped for air, and hurriedly found a place to put it away.
Lao Wang wiped the cold sweat from his head: "What did he say?"
"Waiting for news from him," Li Leisi rolled her eyes and said, "You have to stay."
"I knew it, it was expected."
Wang complained: The rolling eyes are getting more and more...well...how should I put it...more and more humane...feminine...
He was very sure that this big-eyed child with a hint of cuteness and cuteness was definitely an unbearable weight in his life, and he couldn't even complain about it - because it wasn't made for him at all.
"What kind of suffering is this in the underworld? I really despise the insignificance of the underworld!"
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Two flowers bloom and one is pinched off.
"My charm is still too great..."
Princess Cangcang was reluctantly surrounded by a large group of long-haired licking dogs, and they poured out from the jump point with a loud splash.
The feeling of weightlessness was a bit unbearable. Even though he had experienced it twice, Li Cang still couldn't help but retched while holding the big wand.
"What the hell is this place? There's no light at all..."
Li Cang said there must be light, and so there was light - in a slightly unexpected way.
"Da da da~"
Dense but irregular gunfire vaguely illuminated the surrounding space.
"Fuck!" Li Cang growled, pulling two dizzy long-haired zombies in front of and behind him, "I dare say no one knows the welcome ceremony better than you!"
It's a pity that the gunfire of various calibers + the roar of the long-haired zombies made it difficult not to drown out his voice.
Li Cang could feel the bullets poofing into the flesh of the two long-haired zombies. The struggle of the long-haired zombies became more and more powerful and crazy, but thanks to the overwhelming skill priority of the big wand, Li Cang was still able to survive. Didn't let them get away...
Otherwise, I really don't know if the soft armor equipment on his body can withstand a round of concentrated fire. He has no interest in doing equipment strength experiments at this time.
Through the firelight of the firearm, it can be seen that this is a huge cylindrical building bunker, which can be more accurately described as an upside-down basin.
There were no doors or windows, so naturally there was no light. There were only gun barrels poking in from the pre-reserved firing ports to pour out firepower.
After Li Cang realized that his roar could not reach the ears of those outside, the first question that came to his mind was actually somewhat iron-rooster-like...
"How damn new, how damn luxurious, what kind of family has this kind of ammunition reserve??"
Needless to say, this kind of behavior that has surrounded the jump point with a solid fortress but still insists on using thermal weapons to kill people, Li Cang feels can only be described in two words: What a fucking waste!
The long-haired zombies that came with Li Cang's leap began to fall to the ground one by one under the intense fan-shaped firepower.
Not that firearms are very lethal to longhairs...
At least, with so many bullets, there are always a few that can hit the eyes, nasopharynx, cervical vertebrae and other vulnerable parts.
Li Cang can guarantee that if anyone is interested in dissecting these long-haired zombies, they will be surprised to find at least 2 kilograms of bullets from each corpse.
After an unknown amount of time, the sound of gunfire became sparse, and the sound of steel rollers being dragged came from somewhere on the wall.
"Hurry, hurry, the next wave of teleportation is coming soon!"
"Where did this fucking stupid newcomer come from? Why are you trembling? I'm a fool. Look at your father. Don't point the gun at me!"
"Fengzi, can you say a few words less? It seems like no one has ever brought up a newcomer before, but you talk a lot of nonsense."
Li Cang stood up suddenly: "Don't shoot your own people!!"
"Da da~ da da~ da da da~ da da da da~ boom boom~"
Li Cang's mentality collapsed.
Two shaggy corpses that were badly damaged but still weighed more than 200 kilograms crossed a distance of more than ten meters and crashed into the crowd, making everyone wailing.
"Are you fucking deaf! Huh? Are you deaf? Are you deaf?!"
Who could have been treated so unreasonably for several minutes without being very polite?
There was a harsh sizzling sound, and several large lights finally lit up on the top of the bunker, illuminating the interior.
Li Cang's blood-covered figure stood under the spotlight, and everyone's eyes froze inside and outside.
"That's that, that's a person?"
"Yes, right?"
"Quite handsome..."
"Well..."
The few hairy zombies that were not dead in the pile of corpses struggled to crawl towards Li Cang. In the next second, their heads were stepped on and exploded like rotten watermelons by Li Cang.
The gun-wielding team who was knocked upside down finally came back to life, and the whole bunch of equipment:
"Who are you! This is impossible!"
"Don't move! Otherwise we'll shoot!"
"Put your hands up!!"
Li Cang kicked away the corpse blocking the road: "I'm a fucking human! Human! Can you understand!!"
Xu Hongfeng held the dagger in his left hand and held a modified large-caliber semi-automatic rifle on his left arm.
"I don't give a damn whether you're a human or not. Put down your weapon and immediately—"
boom!
A long-haired creature flew up into the air and hit Xu Hongfeng from inside the bunker to the wall of the corridor outside the bunker.
He spat out a large mouthful of blood, his eyes seemed to pop out of their sockets, his neck tilted with a face full of reluctance, and he fainted.
"Can't you fucking understand human language?" Li Cang clicked a few words on the summoning and praying interface, and raised his head, "Within three seconds, all of you put down your weapons, otherwise I wouldn't have acted like this. Take it easy, I’m a very vindictive person.”
The remaining seven people in the eight-man team looked at each other with panic and questions.
"Zi la... Put down your weapons... This is the command tower... 030A... Zi la... Cleanup team 030A... Put down your weapons... Avoid accidental damage..."
When Li Cang came out of the bunker, he was followed by eight dejected younger brothers. Although these guys didn't faint like Xu Hongfeng, their mentality was already broken.
The outside of the bunker is covered with a three-story matryoshka bunker. It is the same heavy structure of reinforced concrete sandwiched with lead and zinc plates, but it is much larger, with a wall thickness of at least 5 meters.
At the outermost gate, two young women with straight eyebrows and camouflage uniforms and five middle-aged men in military uniforms were already waiting there.
"Stay."
The two women looked at him cautiously and curiously, making stop gestures and looking at the metal detectors in their hands. They probably wanted to scan Li Cang or something.
Li Cang subconsciously looked at the various control equipment bulging all over his body - sisters, are you serious? ?
"Xiao Zhao Xiaoqin, no need," the middle-aged man standing at position C stretched out his hand with a smile, and took two steps to shake hands with Li Cang, "Zhao Yang, deputy commander of the 3rd Disaster Relief Base Post-Disaster Reconstruction Headquarters, he, Meng Liang is responsible for security, Li Shen and Lao Meng are responsible for the division of labor, Qin Shanxing is responsible for logistics, and Xiaofeng is responsible for external relations."
To describe it in language that is in line with social expectations, Zhao Yang is an upright and upright type. He has a typical military temperament that cannot be erased. When he is not smiling, he is as serious as a Tarzan stone. When he smiles, he looks like someone holding a stick behind the glass window of the university cafeteria. The master chef who banged the stainless steel pot with a big spoon and shouted to start the meal - at least in Li Cang's impression, there is no more comfortable and friendly type than this one.
"The 3rd base?"
"Yes, this is the third base!" Zhao Yang said as he walked, and suddenly opened a metal window, "China's third base!"
The hills are green, the wind is warm and the sun is warm.
The neat, tofu-like, bowed rice is golden and dazzling.
