"Brother Hu, what are you busy with?" Tang Xiaoquan slowly sat down against the wall, trying his best to keep his body away from the scorching sun.
"I'm sharpening my knife," Hu Xiaodong replied casually.
He raised the machete in his hand, and then looked around a few times in the scorching sun. It seemed that he was not satisfied with the polishing result, so he put it down again and continued to polish it with the whetstone.
"Haha, Brother Hu, let's take a rest. It's noon now and the sunshine is at its strongest. Look at how sweaty you are. Be careful of heatstroke." Tang Xiaoquan looked worried, a bit like a nagging mother.
Hu Xiaodong shook his head indifferently. His eyes were all focused on the machete in his hand: "It's okay. I will go to rest after serving it. Otherwise, this guy will get angry with me, and I don't want to At the critical moment of life and death against the enemy, nothing can be done."
Grinning, revealing a row of white teeth, Hu Xiaodong smiled like a child.
It seems that Wu Chao is right. Although Hu Xiaodong is serious and cautious in battle, he is still very approachable in daily life.
Tang Xiaoquan laughed in agreement. He did not continue his persuasion. After all, forceful melons are not sweet. Besides, he came here under the scorching sun not just to say these two polite words.
Sitting quietly on his back without saying a word, Tang Xiaoquan now felt as if he was sunbathing in a resort, but his eyes that kept squinting betrayed him deeply invisibly. .
So what is he doing? He is waiting.
What are you waiting for? Wait for Hu Xiaodong to finish the work in hand.
Because he understands that at this juncture, asking others about things rashly is not only abrupt and unreasonable, but also difficult to get a serious answer from the other party.
So, he chose to wait.
Wang Qiang and others had already returned to the shed to rest, and only Tang and Hu were left sitting side by side on the roof of the huge building.
Hu Xiaodong mechanically sharpened the curled gap of the blade one after another. The "rustling" sound produced by the intersection of the stone blades, mixed with the snoring of the sleeping people, was like a falling and rising percussion music, echoing in the air on the top of the building.
After about 10 minutes, Hu Xiaodong finally put down the whetstone in his hand. He raised the machete again. The smooth blade surface exuded a cold light under the reflection of the sun.
This time, Hu Xiaodong didn't show any strange expression. He was very satisfied with the polishing results, and his sexy thick lips gradually curved under the influence of joy.
The opportunity has come! Tang Xiaoquan's slightly tired eyes suddenly brightened up. Without waiting for Hu Xiaodong to make a move, he hurriedly sat upright and praised: "Wow, Brother Hu, what a great craftsmanship. After you do this, this knife is really brand new!" awesome!"
No one doesn't like to hear good words, and Hu Xiaodong is no exception. When he hears that his masterpiece is praised by the other party, he feels so happy.
"By the way, Brother Hu, are you a soldier? I see you can sharpen a knife and shoot an arrow, and your physical fitness is just right. You must have practiced." Tang Xiaoquan continued to insinuate, leading Hu Xiaodong to think towards him The topic to be discussed is quite close.
"Haha," Hu Xiaodong waved his hands vigorously, then laughed twice and said: "Xiao Tang, you think too highly of me. With my little ability, how can I compare with a real soldier? But, bows and arrows I have indeed practiced. To tell you the truth, I was a member of the city's archery team a few years ago, but unfortunately, I later strained my back, so..."
"Alas~" Hu Xiaodong sighed dejectedly, as if thinking of that past event, and his dark, sculpted face dimmed instantly.
Seeing the other party's lonely expression, Tang Xiaoquan couldn't help but frown slightly. Obviously he didn't want Hu Xiaodong to commit suicide because of this matter, because to him, there were more important things that needed to be verified by the latter.
So without any hesitation, Tang Xiaoquan immediately changed the subject and said, "Brother Hu must have killed a lot of zombies during this time. Look at the gap in your previous knife, tsk tsk!"
Tang Xiaoquan subconsciously smacked his tongue twice, and when he recalled the dense gaps he saw on the opponent's blade before, Tang Xiaoquan felt the hairs on his body stand on end.
"Haha, speaking of which, I did kill...a lot of zombies." Hu Xiaodong laughed at himself, with a hint of sadness and helplessness in his laughter.
"I'm not afraid of your jokes, Xiao Tang. I often think of the faces of the zombies I killed. I don't know whether what I did was right or wrong. Although I killed them to protect myself, they were also living people. They also have families, parents, and children. Although they have turned into bloodthirsty monsters because of the virus, do we... really have the right to kill them with just one knife?"
The hands holding the handle of the knife couldn't help trembling, Hu Xiaodong's whole body tensed up, and his constant heavy breathing showed his excitement at the moment.
Tang Xiaoquan took a deep breath silently.
There is no doubt that what Hu Xiaodong just said is a heavy topic, and I believe that even the most knowledgeable philosopher cannot give an accurate answer.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly fell into dead silence. Tang Xiaoquan felt that he should say something, so after bowing his head slightly, he slowly raised his head and said: "Brother Hu, I have also considered what you said, and this is how I see it. , no matter what species has the right to survive, but this right should not be based on the demise of another species."
"But the current zombies obviously do not follow this principle. They have only one principle, and that is to eliminate or assimilate all living species on the earth."
"So, I think that the killing we are doing now is not just for self-protection between you and me. In the long run, we are fighting for the life and death of all mankind. We are fighting for the survival of those living on the earth. We fight for our species, and we fight for those former humans who were forced to transform into zombies.”
"We will lose a lot in this battle, and we may become so-called executioners because of it, but in order to survive, for the continuation of mankind, and for us to be alive to see the sun tomorrow, there are some things we must do, because we have no choice."
"The law of the jungle, haha," after listening to Tang Xiaoquan's discussion, Hu Xiaodong said these four words lightly, then looked up to the sky and looked at the scorching sun above his head, and murmured to himself emotionally: "If I don't go to hell, who will? , whatever, whatever..."
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