At this moment, Yu Li and Lan Chenlin were on the same side, but Huang Zixing couldn't defeat them alone and almost choked on his own subconscious swallowing.
Dry mouth.
Huang Zixing took a deep breath and said again, "I didn't take a shotgun. That's because I have used a pistol before. I must use a weapon that I am familiar with. Do I have to listen to people named Tang?"
At this point, Huang Zixing still felt that he had no problem and argued with reason.
But for the rich second generation who didn't know themselves, Cheng Zhi sneered and spoke sarcastically.
"Yes, yes, after all, you are Master Huang. You are better than others in everything. You killed seven or eight zombies! Of course you are much stronger than us. We, this group of people, didn't kill any of them."
"you……!"
When Huang Zixing heard Cheng Zhi's words again, he suddenly became furious.
The woman in front of him has obviously done nothing and is worse than their newcomer. What qualifications does she have to speak over him? Just because she has gone through a trial and is a so-called "old man"?
That's fucking ridiculous!
The more Huang Zixing thought about it, the angrier he became. He raised his hand and wanted to speak. The next second, he was grabbed by Liu Ziyun's outstretched hand.
Liu Ziyun glanced at Huang Zixing with a hint of warning, and said in a very impatient tone, "Sit down and talk carefully. Isn't there a micro submachine gun? Isn't it a gun? How can it be worse than other rifles and submachine guns?"
"They are right about one thing. When you were in the tavern, Tang Jiumin asked you to get a shotgun, but you didn't listen. You did kill a few zombies along the way, but others also killed them, and no one kept talking about it like you. side."
"...We are both from rich families, why is the gap so big?"
Liu Ziyun didn't want to say too much, but Huang Zixing was so endless that he felt a little impatient, especially when the roars of zombies kept coming from the gate.
He thought of Zhong Linrong, and felt that sometimes the gap between people was really big.
"During our first trial, there was also a rich kid who was completely different from you. He killed a werewolf with his own ability. Do you know what a werewolf is?"
"Look at yourself again. Besides playing tricks with your teammates, what else will you do?"
“Not only did they make camping supplies, they also left us two flares, which was a big help!”
"Even so, he never said that he was particularly powerful. But you, you only killed six or seven zombies, why did you get into trouble with everyone?"
"Don't waste any more time. Tang Jiumin needs a quiet environment. This is good for everyone. You might as well let us worry less!"
"I'm a police officer. I won't abandon you just because you're weak, but please don't drag yourself down and hurt others!"
Speaking of Zhong Linrong, Liu Ziyun looked at Huang Zixing with dissatisfaction in his eyes. He became angrier and angrier, and finally pushed the latter away angrily.
Then, he found a place to sit down, took out the crossbow and began to study it.
Liu Ziyun's words and attitude were tantamount to giving Huang Zixing a final notice.
Unfortunately, Huang Zixing was not convinced after being pushed down. He was very dissatisfied. He clenched his fists and gasped, unable to accept it.
"What do you mean wasting time? You all think I'm just a playboy and a waste? You..."
"enough!"
A particularly impatient voice sounded from the other side, and Cheng Zhi interrupted Huang Zixing's argument.
"How dare you be the best in the world? Recognize the reality. The most important thing now is to provide the leader with a quiet environment. You can't even do this, right?"
"Master Huang, are you still noisy like a flea? Do you want to delay the leader and kill everyone? If you commit trouble here, there will be no Huang family to wipe your ass!"
The situation is now very clear, and no one wants Huang Zixing to mess with it.
Obviously, Huang Zixing finally realized this. He clenched his fists tightly and finally uttered a sentence through gritted teeth.
"I know Anjing, you don't need to say anything."
As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Zixing grabbed the mini submachine gun on the ground, left the crowd without looking back, found a pillar and sat down against it.
Everyone in the parking lot knew that he was sulking, but no one cared.
But without Huang Zixing continuing to toss, the entire underground parking lot suddenly became quiet, with only the sound of banging from the door remaining.
Everyone began to seize the time to rest, leaning on pillars or car bodies, sitting on the ground one by one, taking out food and water from their backpacks to replenish energy.
Suddenly, there was a sound of chewing in the parking lot.
The smell of corpses came from the surroundings. Fortunately, the food provided by the system was compressed biscuits and had no smell at all.
Everyone was fighting almost all the time, and the physical exertion was undoubtedly huge. So, almost everyone finished the food in a few big mouthfuls.
Only Lan Chenlin, who loved delicious food during her lifetime, vomited it out at the end of her meal.
In this way, during the rest, time passed by minute by minute.
There were uneasy newcomers, such as Yu Li and Lan Chenlin who looked at the door from time to time, and Cheng Zhi and Chen Min who were wary. The former had high perception and was particularly sensitive, while the latter... looked at Tang Jiumin many times.
…
In the depressing atmosphere, it was almost difficult to fall asleep. The sounds of zombies slapping and scratching constantly came from outside, and occasionally the sound of gunfire rang out in the city, so the time seemed extremely long.
However, a few people are doing much better than others are languishing.
Liu Ziyun looked around and felt that he couldn't sit and wait, so he simply stood up and walked along the underground parking lot.
He moves the muscles in such a way that they are relaxed to a moderate degree without becoming stiff.
On the other side, E Sihui remained quiet from beginning to end, barely speaking, leaving people wondering what he was thinking.
He was so far away that he couldn't see any tension or uneasiness.
Of course, E Sihui is quite quiet, and there is another quiet freak like him in the entire team. Now, the two men sit together.
Yefim, sitting next to E Sihui... sharpening his knife.
The sound of metal rubbing against stone and Yefim's focused gaze were really creepy.
In addition to these three, there was also Tang Jiumin at the end. He took a lot of information, found a quiet place, and was constantly rummaging through the contents.
In order to facilitate the search for information, Tang Jiumin used the back compartment of a nearby pickup truck as his desk, laying one newspaper after another on it to compare and analyze the information in the best possible way.
This was a rare break without fighting and collecting clues at the same time. Tang Jiumin was finally able to relax a little and devote himself to the intelligence clues.
After some time, Tang Jiumin frowned unconsciously.
There are quite a lot of vehicles in the underground parking lot, and a lot of newspapers have been collected. Almost all these car owners have the habit of stuffing newspapers into their cars. Unfortunately, this is only the latest situation.
After discovering this, Tang Jiumin felt a little helpless. If there were not so many zombies in those places on the commercial street, he might be able to find the longer information about the city that he wanted.
The information contained in the newspaper was fragmented and numerous. Within a few hours, Tang Jiumin found one useful intelligence point after another.
Tang Jiumin gradually formed a general idea in his mind, about this city, about the zombie virus, and about their next actions.
However, at this moment, a burst of violent gunfire suddenly sounded outside.
Tang Jiumin immediately looked towards the door.
The gunfire is approaching quickly!
Not long after, the gunfire, which originally sounded a little distorted, got closer and closer. Finally, it was like breaking through the soundproof wall. The loud gunfire spread into the underground parking lot, accompanied by the roar of the zombies who suddenly became excited.
what's the situation?
Everyone stared at the door.
Tang Jiumin stood up immediately. Others saw it, woke up one by one, and stood up one after another.
The situation outside changed quickly. After a while, the gunfire became more and more intense, but the roar of the zombies began to become smaller.
After a while, the gunfire gradually became sporadic, and the group of zombies that had been roaring seemed to quiet down. I don't know if they were eliminated or were attracted away.
Anyway, the banging that lasted for several hours on the other side of the gate finally stopped.
Safe?
uncertain.
At this time, everyone in the underground parking lot took out their weapons and looked warily in the direction of the door.
Not just on guard.
Among them, the newcomers showed the most obvious performance. While there was a trace of expectation on their faces, there was also an inevitable look of panic.
They stayed in the underground parking lot for several hours and had no idea what was going on outside.
The zombies' voices disappeared amid the gunfire, and the underground parking lot rarely became quiet. At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.
Everyone looked in the same direction in unison.
I saw the originally dark elevator, but the controller suddenly lit up!
The floor of the elevator was currently displayed on it. The number started at 18 and began to decrease under their gaze.
somebody is coming? Who is the one? Could it be that group of survivors?
After Tang Jiumin saw the elevator descending, he started to direct the team and asked everyone to take action quickly. It is not his character to sit still and wait for death. No matter who comes, he must be prepared first.
"Liu Ziyun, Yefim, push a few cars over and surround the elevator door!"
"Everyone else, hide behind the car, pick up their weapons and aim them at the elevator, waiting for my instructions. If there is a situation, shoot immediately!"
After everyone heard this, they immediately took action.
The elevator keeps moving down.
From 17 to 1.
-1!
The underground parking lot is on level -2, and the elevator will arrive soon!
Ding dong——!
With the last sound of the elevator arriving, -1 next to the door changed to -2. The elevator arrived at the underground parking lot, and the elevator door slowly opened.
No one relaxed, tensed their nerves, held guns in hand, and stared at the opening elevator door. As long as Tang Jiumin gives an order, everyone can shoot immediately!
The elevator door opened completely.
But at the same time, Tang Jiumin frowned when he saw someone coming out.
What came was actually not the survivors, but a group of people wearing green combat uniforms, all of them soldiers.
Tang Jiu Min thought that if there were survivors, he would immediately order an attack to nip all hidden dangers in the cradle.
It's a pity that the soldiers who showed up were armed to the teeth. Those equipment were much better than the civilians in the hotel lobby before.
The three soldiers in the lead, one of whom even held a bulletproof shield, entered combat mode the moment they came out.
However, Tang Jiumin noticed that these soldiers showed no hostility for the time being.
Therefore, he did not give an order or make a sound, and the others followed suit.
Opposite, at the elevator door surrounded by several vehicles, a soldier suddenly raised his fist high. Others behind him moved in unison, slightly raising their muzzles.
What is this situation?
Before waiting to observe the reaction of the soldiers, a voice came from the other party, "How many people are there? Are they all survivors? We are the 102 Search and Rescue Team of Southorn City, responsible for disaster search and rescue in this area."
"Survivors, you are now safe! Please put down your weapons. I see the muzzles of your guns, but we are not enemies!"
"Calm down, the zombies outside have been cleared away, and all garrisons around the city have been dispatched. The original order will be restored soon. The disaster is only temporary!"
"Now please put down your weapons and cooperate with our rescue operations!"
As the other party spoke, the soldier in front of him took a bulletproof shield and cautiously took steps towards Tang Jiumin and the others.
At the same time, the rescue team made new moves. Except for the three leaders who were still holding their shields nervously, the soldiers behind them all raised their muzzles to show that they were not a threat.
The man who just spoke put his gun back on his waist and took out a sergeant's certificate with one hand.
"Everyone, can you see the sergeant certificate in my hand? I am the captain of the search and rescue team. Please believe that we are not lying. The search and rescue team is all formed according to the instructions of superiors. They are all soldiers and will not harm anyone."
"Now the zombies outside have been cleared away, but because you are here, you can't get the news immediately. And we saw signs of zombies blocking the door of the hotel, and that's when we noticed someone hiding here."
"We are sincerely happy to see that you are safe. Please calm down. The zombies have been eliminated and the crisis is over!"
The soldier captain went out of his way to comfort what he saw as survivors, over and over again. Finally, his words had an effect.
On Tang Jiumin's side, several newcomers breathed a sigh of relief, and Lan Chenlin threw the weapon directly to the ground, and then began to sob in a low voice.
Having been under the high-pressure threat of death, she finally ushered in the dawn of hope. She was so sad and happy that Lan Chenlin could no longer control her emotions.
In the group of people here, except for Tang Jiumin, everyone else's heart dropped at the mention of their throats. Everyone looked at each other, and finally looked at Tang Jiumin, who didn't show any expression.
Is this...safe?
Liu Ziyun glanced at Tang Jiumin a few more times and felt that there should be no problem, so he lowered the muzzle of the gun slightly.
His behavior was like a signal, and others lowered their guns, and some even put their guns behind them.
