"You talk a lot, let's get this done soon so we can hunt other targets."
A man standing by the window holding a long-handled giant ax said calmly. If you look carefully, the blade of this ax feels extremely sharp.
Zhou An fell to the ground, his upper body was tied up, there was a medium-deep stab wound on his shoulder, and his whole body was covered in blood-red blood.
He gritted his teeth, with a ferocious expression, and the fat on his face was squeezed together, staring at these people of unknown origin, his eyes were bloodshot, and there was a deep voice in his chest, a mixture of anger, despair, hatred, fear and other emotions. together.
It all seemed like a nightmare, the deepest nightmare of the night.
In the past few days, Zhou An met with a few people, found not much food, and spent a few days safely. And yesterday, he joined this group through information on the forum.
They have enough food and manpower to fortify the station to prevent zombies from coming up. As long as everyone plays their role, they will have food and can sleep relatively peacefully at night.
Everything seems to be developing in a good direction. If this continues, it won't be difficult to survive for thirty days. Everyone seems to have a smile on their face. Zhou An also feels that he has found a way out in this doomsday. .
Hope in a difficult situation is the most gratifying and energizing thing, like the sunshine in the cold winter and the dew in the desert.
But in less than half an hour, everything was destroyed, and hope turned into despair.
Five people of unknown origin took advantage of the darkness to rush into their camp and start killing. Most of them died, including the leader of the camp, Wang Jianguo, who was beheaded with an ax and died tragically.
His identity in the real world is the sergeant of the police station. He has good command skills. He established this station with several police officers and found a lot of food stored in a basement.
Wang Jianguo, a few police officers, and a dozen strong and strong fighters were not even the combined enemies of these people.
From the most fierce resistance to silent bowing, after more than half of the people died, no one resisted anymore.
Zhou Wen once thought that he would be a passionate and bloody person, an angry young man who could fight tooth and nail at critical moments, just like in countless stories, when a man is angry, blood will be splashed five steps away.
But in fact this is not the case. He is just a coward, a coward who can only survive in a peaceful era. He can only remain silent and howl.
"What are you looking at? Tsk tsk. People in your world are really weak. They are all cowardly bugs."
Zhou An was kicked hard, rolling on the ground and hitting the wall, like a ball of garbage, his hands were tightly squeezed into a ball.
"Hey, don't say anything later, just follow us. If anyone disobeys, we will feed the zombies. You probably don't want to know what it feels like to be bitten to death by a zombie, hahaha."
The skinny hunter, holding a long sword and wearing gray-brown leather armor, suddenly stabbed a short-haired man on the ground through the chest with his sword, kicked him to the ground, pulled out the long sword, and cursed:
"What the hell, you started acting up after I just said that. Do you really think I was joking?"
The short-haired man was stabbed and fell to the ground twitching. He was in so much pain that he couldn't speak and was a little confused. In fact, he didn't do anything, not even move.
He understood that this person just wanted to do something for him, or to scare the monkeys, so he felt very wronged, very unlucky, and very angry.
Su Changxing squatted on the safety platform outside the building, carefully sensing the situation inside, and estimated that there were at least four hunters here. They seemed to want to tie up the more than ten people who were still alive in the house and take them to another place.
Their purpose for doing this should be to collect blood food and use humans from another world as food, just like humans used to herd sheep and raise pigs, raising living food.
However, all the people in a station were slaughtered before, and the bodies were not taken away. It seemed that some hunters were just massacring.
Maybe human flesh and blood is not necessary for these survivors, but it makes them feel good, just like taking drugs.
Su Changxing lowered his head and glanced at the silvery-white pistol in his hand, thinking about what to do. The safest way was definitely to use the pistol directly.
But once the pistol is used, all the surrounding zombies will rush here. Although Su Changxing can run away, the people in this room may not survive, which is meaningless.
So the best choice is actually to leave decisively. In this apocalyptic world, people will always die. People die every moment, and he can't control so many...
Su Changxing slowly picked up the long bow behind his back, a sharp look flashed across his eyebrows, and murderous intent arose in his heart.
"There is a person facing the window, holding a knife, but his position is precision person and he has certain perception ability. If you attack him sneakily, you will most likely fail. There is another person near the left corner. You should be able to shoot it with a bow and arrow. He, and his position is Extreme Expert, generally speaking, his perception ability is not strong, so the probability of your sneak attack being successful is not small."
The head announces its position and gives its opinion.
"I believe you once, and if you mess up, you will be insulted by your name as a true knower."
Su Changxing decisively drew the bowstring and turned sideways. He might be discovered at any time in his current position. The night was long and the situation would become passive once he was discovered.
The moment he leaned out, Su Changxing saw the scene inside the house. There were several corpses piled on the ground, and some weapons, steel knives, wooden sticks, axes, and some broken limbs were scattered about. There was a strong smell of blood. Coming at you.
Two of the four hunters were tying up these people roughly, as if they were tying up some disobedient livestock, such as pigs, sheep, and cattle.
One person stood next to the opposite window, and another person stood near the corner.
Su Changxing aimed at the head of the hunter standing in the corner and released the fully drawn bow string. Because of the angle, he did not notice Su Changxing's presence immediately, but felt something strange.
The hunter standing by the window saw Su Changxing immediately, but it was too late to remind him.
"Da~"
The arrow and the head were heavily nailed to the wall, piercing the bricks on the wall and kicking up a little dust.
"Under attack!"
"Who are you?"
"kill him."
Several shouts sounded at the same time, and several hunters reacted instantly, raised their weapons, and entered a battle alert state.
Su Changxing stood on the window sill with a steel knife in hand, looking at them coldly, covering up part of the light, and forming a shadow in the moonlight into the room. The shadow was thinner than the dark shadow, like the moonlight on gauze, which was thicker.
The people in the house fell into a daze in the face of the sudden change, never expecting that someone would come to rescue them under such circumstances and circumstances.
In the most desperate times, people often pray for help from gods, pray to Guanyin, pray to God, and pray to many gods who do not know whether they exist.
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