After about a quarter of an hour, the gunfire died down.
After being hanged like a headless fly for so long, the new humans gradually came to their senses, and they were all annoyed and helpless.
Their reliance on AI made them terribly unfamiliar with this primitive confrontation, and the loss of the light source directly caused the new humans to fall into the embarrassing situation of the night when the apocalypse came.
The energy storage of the laser gun was quickly exhausted. The former captain of the garrison, Shu Wenqing, who was good at using various old-fashioned weapons, was absent and could not give command. Portable flashlight.
The current garrison captain shook the communicator in his hand: "Who else can hear? Hello? Speak!"
A certain ex-pop singer sings intermittently from the wrong communicator.
"damn it!"
He knocked on the communicator, picked up the flashlight, and a strong beam of light broke through the fog and swept across a cage in the stands.
The interior was empty, and the slave had apparently escaped.
Seeing this, his anger grew stronger, his voice raised an octave, and he shouted at the communicator that made a murmur, "Hello? Hello! Where's the person? Is there anyone who can breathe?"
Suddenly, a warm body came up ghostly from the back.
Gu Xinzhi stuck to his side and whispered in a good voice, "Yes. But I need your cooperation."
After saying that, he skillfully used the gun belt that the opponent carried on the right shoulder to wrap around the opponent's throat, crossed his hands, and carried the man on his back.
The captain's neck bone was instantly shattered, but the new human being's extremely strong recovery ability made him feel terribly suffocated all the time.
The feeling of suffocation made him go mad, and he used his elbow to smash the raider's waist and abdomen, and the flesh was slammed again and again, but the other party didn't feel the pain at all. There is no inhalation.
... Is it also a new human being
Thinking that the opponent might also be a new human, the captain immediately fell into despair, scratching his neck frantically, drawing bloody scratches on the flesh and blood.
Ding Qiuyun picked up the communicator he dropped on the ground, shook the communicator twice in the rustling sound of the telecommunication, and said to Gu Xinzhi at the same time: "Don't torture people. If you want to kill or cut, give people a pleasure."
Gu Xinzhi replied with silence, and dragged the man who was close to the frenzy to the end of an alley.
Under the action of 061, the communicator that had lost its function was successfully connected immediately.
A team member's voice came from the public channel, but it was distorted by the noise.
"team… "
"Captain, have you... see you?"
"Should we... still fight? There's not enough guns..."
In the nearby alley, the captain also seemed to have heard the movement here, and kept making a dying whimper, trying to attract the attention of the team members.
Ding Qiuyun covered the communicator and "shh" at the alley.
All sounds in the alley were cut off in an instant.
After confirming that there was no interference from the other voices, Ding Qiuyun answered naturally: "Temporarily cease the fire, gather in front of the East Square, assemble the people first, and then decide how to go next."
The sound of radio waves can easily make a person's voice go out of shape, and none of the dozens of headless flies in the channel became wary.
Ding Qiuyun took out the pencil in his pocket, and pressed the "rubber" at the end again: "Lanlan, tell Shu Wenqing that the time is right, and listen to my order to close the circle."
In the alley, Gu Xinzhi did not follow Ding Qiuyun's instructions and truly gave the enemy a good time.
Gu Xinzhi hated the new humans. Because when he saw any new human, he would think that they had caused him to lose Ding Qiuyun, first as a human being, and now as a heart.
But he promised Ding Qiuyun that he would not cut off people's heads, at least not in front of Ding Qiuyun.
Therefore, Gu Xinzhi continued to strangle the other party's neck, and at the same time leaned into the other party's ear, speaking to him in a very low voice and affectionately:
"Isn't it sad, especially wanting to die?"
"Seriously, I really want to give you a good time, but you have to fight for it yourself."
He continued talking, and led the man on the verge of madness to a broken water pipe, aimed his eyes at the sharp rusted crack, and reminded him softly: "Come on, give yourself a treat."
Soon, he got out of the alley with the man's gun on his back, and found that Ding Qiuyun was still standing there waiting for him, pursed his lips, and greeted him happily.
Ding Qiuyun asked him, "It's resolved?"
"I didn't kill him." Gu Xinzhi said in a gentle tone as much as possible, "He committed suicide."
Ding Qiuyun laughed, turned noncommittal, and left.
Gu Xinzhi followed: "Team Ding doesn't believe me."
Ding Qiuyun asked back, "Does Deputy Gu think he is worthy of trust?"
Gu Xinzhi thought about it seriously, smiled reluctantly, and gave Ding Qiuyun the guns and flash bombs that he had collected.
Ding Qiuyun was not polite to him either, and accepted everything according to the order.
Gu Xinzhi looked at Ding Qiuyun's side face, his eyes were unbelievably soft, he hid his blood-stained hands back, his hands behind his back, and followed behind Teacher Ding Qiuyun like a student.
The fog wet Ding Qiuyun's hair, Gu Xinzhi wanted to touch the dewy hair on his forehead, his fingers moved for a while, and then he obediently retracted.
The figures of the two were one after the other and merged into the fog again.
After reaching a deal with Shu Wenqing, Ding Qiuyun temporarily modified his plan, but he did not intend to join the internal fire of the new human beings.
He wouldn't let his team get involved in Shu Wenqing's troubles just for the sake of his anger. It would be fine to play on the periphery, but he would never send his team members to take risks at the center of the conflict.
Moreover, their previous battles had already helped Shu Wenqing consume enough ammunition for the opponent, which was considered to be the best of benevolence and righteousness. The main purpose of their trip was still those slaves.
In Doomsday, guns are a rare commodity. The new human who came to buy slaves, such as the member of the material team who wanted to buy Gu Xinzhi, even if he had a gun, he would only stay there to protect himself and retreat. Precious bullets were wasted on maintaining the internal policing of Slavetown.
The old humans in Nanku and Beiku have been rescued. Some of them drove off the slave cars and chose to go with their relatives. Most chose to go with them; Dongku is counting the number of people, and the results will be released soon.
The trouble now is to be careful of the cold guns of the townspeople who live by raising slaves.
When Ding Qiuyun came to Dongku, a team member was wounded by a gunshot and leaned on the truck tire with a pale face, letting his teammates bandage.
A few small eyes were drilled out by the iron sand on his shoulder. Although it was a flesh wound, due to the shortage of drugs in the last days, any injury should not be underestimated.
Ding Qiuyun checked the condition of the injured, and then turned around and asked, "Who hit it?"
Countless silent and angry eyes turned to the Dongku guard who was tied up in the corner.
… that was an old human.
The man noticed that the situation was wrong and hurriedly said, "I surrendered! I surrendered! You can't kill me—"
Ding Qiuyun decisively shot him in the shoulder.
The begging for mercy was replaced by screams.
Ding Qiuyun didn't take the next step, didn't want his life, and didn't continue torturing him. He only instructed another person to load his companion into the car, ordered him to take medicine to relieve pain and inflammation, and then weighed Browning, who was still hot, Turning around, he put his hand into Gu Xinzhi's trousers pocket.
The feeling of the thigh being touched made Gu Xinzhi let out a low hiss, and then he laughed: "... When did you find out?"
Ding Qiuyun took out five or six bullets, flipped them with his thumb in the palm of his hand, and pushed them into the barrel of the gun one by one: "You stole three people's weapons just now, all of them are pistols of the same batch, you don't need to steal them, just take the bullets. …”
With that said, Ding Qiuyun pushed the loaded magazine back to its original position, and lightly moistened his lower lip with his tongue: "Don't worry, within the range, there are bullets."
Gu Xinzhi stared at Ding Qiuyun with fascinated eyes, his hands were shaking a little with excitement, but he still managed to hold his hands behind his back and took a deep breath, trying to control his emotions.
When they came out of the East Library, the ping-pong-pong shots from the East Square had stopped.
When Ding Qiuyun passed by, there were a bunch of new human beings tied with iron chains on the square, as well as several old human beings who acted for tigers. One of them was the one that Ding Qiuyun had just seen knocking on the cage and threatening the slaves under the stage.
The tears on his face were frozen into ice, his shoulders twitched greatly, and he looked miserable.
After Shu Wenqing cleared the area, he came back to watch the prisoner, and raised his eyebrows slightly when he found this man.
Her subordinate kicked the man in the back, his face was extremely ugly: "Shu team, we have brought the man back for you."
Shu Wenqing said politely, "Thank you."
After a few conversations, Ding Qiuyun guessed the man's true identity.
After seeing the person in front of him, the man immediately burst into tears, walked forward on his knees, and rubbed his face against Shu Wenqing's knee: "Wenqing, listen to my explanation. I think, I want to live—"
Shu Wenqing stretched out his hand and squeezed the back of his neck, squeezed twice, and whispered like a child, "Okay, okay. I know."
If a man is redeemed, he looks up at his former lover.
Shu Wenqing turned to Yan Lanlan, who had been following her and was still poking her head, and said, "Little girl, look back and close your eyes."
Although Yan Lanlan has a little skin, she is better at being obedient, especially sensitive to such imperative words—she has been trained by Ding Qiuyun.
She turned her head quickly and closed her eyes obediently.
"You don't need to explain to me." Shu Wenqing lowered his head and grasped his hair, took two steps back, and then let go, "My friends are down below, please explain to them slowly."
After that, she clenched the hatchet behind her back with her left hand, and swung it out, neatly, cutting her throat with one knife.
She moved so fast that when the man fell with blood from his throat, the light of hope in his eyes hadn't faded.
This was the most just death method that Shu Wenqing could think of under restrained emotions.
She swung the hatchet full of blood beads on the ground, sprinkled a line of blood, turned around with the knife, turned her eyes slightly, and found that there was still blood splattered on the back of Yan Lanlan's neck.
She took a few steps forward and walked towards where Ding Qiuyun was standing. When she passed by Yan Lanlan, she wiped off a little blood from the back of her neck.
Yan Lanlan didn't realize it, she was stroked like a puppy, and she felt a little dazed when she touched her neck.
Ding Qiuyun had already prepared the preparations, and after meeting Shu Wenqing, he voluntarily threw to her the main loudspeaker installed all over the city, which was used to notify specific affairs.
As soon as she took it, she aimed her eyes at the prisoners, her voice did not fluctuate, she said to the humane who was huddled in the dark night and listened carefully to the movement: "Everyone in the city, listen, starting tomorrow. Count the weapons, smash all the cages, all those who still want to do the slave business, and all those who think that the new human beings are superior to the old ones, please leave the town on your own before six o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow. This is not an exchange, It's not a business field, it's a human world, and I won't give it to beasts who insult and sell the same kind."
… and she never succumbed to killing beasts.
There was silence all around, no one responded to her, and Shu Wenqing didn't care, threw the loudspeaker to the men behind him, and said to Ding Qiuyun, "Team Ding, can you leave some people to help me?"
Ding Qiuyun agreed: "But before dealing with people, I suggest you deal with real animals first."
With that, he turned his face to the dark.
A black panther came slowly out of the shadows with a dying hound in its mouth.
Ding Qiuyun stroked the top of the black panther's head with one hand, expressing encouragement.
Leopard put down his prey, gently put his forehead against Ding Qiuyun's palm, and licked his fingertips with the tip of his tongue, watching everyone stunned.
It was Shu Wenqing who reacted the fastest, and immediately realized his mistake:
A full forty full of adult hounds were kept in the city, and they were on duty, mainly to guard the gates and punish disobedient slaves. Their staple food is the weak old humans. During the riot just now, the hounds on duty should have been scattered and hidden in the dark in the city, sitting on the mountain to watch the tigers fight.
… If they are not dealt with in a timely manner, I am afraid they will be poisonous.
Shu Wenqing quickly focused his gaze on the leopard that elegantly licked the tips of his claws after putting down the hound, and then looked at Ding Qiuyun.
Of course Ding Qiuyun knew what she wanted to say, so he squatted down, put his hands around the black panther's head, gently tugged at his ears, and whispered in his ear: "Boss, pay attention to safety. Clean up the dirty things, come back and give you something to eat. of."
The black panther seemed to understand his words, let out a low whistle, jumped up, and disappeared among the buildings.
Ding Qiuyun stayed here for three more days, during which time he asked people to return to the town to report safety, so that Ding's father, Ding's mother and others felt at ease.
After investigation, not many people in the town chose to leave, which surprised Yan Lanlan.
Facing Yan Lanlan's doubts, Ding Qiuyun poured a little self-brewed fruit wine to warm up and said, "Humans are very adaptable creatures. If you let him be a human trafficker, he will survive; if you don't let him be, Let him go to earn his own income, and he can still survive if he complains a few words. Even if you let him be a living dead, he can become a skilled worker after two years. Humans, all they want is a safe place to stay. , looking back, there is still a lamp waiting at home, that's enough."
He raised his chin at Shu Wenqing: "A person who is truly adventurous, well, he is busy there."
After all, Yan Lanlan was young, and she was so excited by Ding Qiuyu's words that she ran to Shu Wenqing's side.
Shu Wenqing had just sent off a group of newly formed hunting teams. Inside, there were three newcomers and two experienced old people. They were asked to go out to search for supplies and hunt for food. On the land that had been planned but had been abandoned for more than a year, new seeds were sown, plastic tarpaulins were erected, and all preparations were made for cultivation.
As soon as she looked up, she saw Yan Lanlan, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth: "Little girl?"
"I'm not young." Yan Lanlan protested as usual, and rubbed her hands together, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
"Well." Shu Wenqing pulled her to sit next to his side, "accompany me."
Yan Lanlan let out an "ah", but sat down obediently. She felt that her body was cold and soft, so she habitually hugged her and offered herself extremely proudly: "I have strong firepower."
Shu Wenqing held a half pencil in his hand and drew a straight line under the plan in front of him: "Well, I can feel it."
Yan Lanlan warmed her elbow with her palm: "What am I doing? Just sit with you."
Shu Wenqing pushed the drawing in front of her: "Look, is there anything that can be improved."
Yan Lanlan took the pen and observed the data on the paper. She subconsciously opened her mouth and bit the pen for a while, marking a few points for setting the automatic sprinkler. When she realized that this was not hers, she felt embarrassed: "Oh, your pen."
Shu Wenqing took the pen and gently swept the tooth marks on it with the end of his finger: "It's okay, the teeth are straight."
She spoke in a cold and serious tone, and even when she was joking, she had a cold and humorous temperament. Yan Lanlan laughed and continued to climb on top of her to accompany her to draw pictures.
Shu Wenqing lowered his head to draw, his slightly long curly hair hanging down from his ears: "In your town, where is your favorite place to go?"
Yan Lanlan narrowed her eyes: "You're giving me information. Want to know what's going on in our town?"
Shu Wenqing said frankly: "Well."
Since Shu Wenqing was frank, Yan Lanlan also responded candidly: "My favorite place to go is of course my home. I built my home little by little myself, and I made the bed myself."
Shu Wenqing boasted, "That's amazing."
Yan Lanlan raised her tail proudly: "Of course."
Shu Wenqing turned the drawing over, and simply outlined the shape of a room: "This way?"
She is good at drawing military maps, so the lines are simple and clear, and she can outline the appearance of a military dormitory with just a few strokes.
Yan Lanlan sighed, took the pen, and added a lot of trivial details: "This way. ... In this case, we need to add a pot of cymbidium here. Team Ding brought it back for me, but it is expensive. There is also a bookshelf here, I will make it myself. Yes, three floors, magazines and books. And here... "
Ding Qiuyun watched them for a while, then turned back to the private tent set up on the square.
When he opened the tent curtain, he really changed from Ding Qiuyun back to Chi Xiaochi.
Last night, a few people took advantage of the chaos to take advantage of the hidden weapons and wanted to kill Shu Wenqing and restore the slave town. They were discovered by the night watchers. The two sides were fighting. Chi Xiaochi went out to watch the battle. Unfortunately, his arm was rubbed by a stray bullet. If it is heavy, it means that the blood vessels are injured, and the amount of bleeding seems to be a little large, but it is good to stop.
After the incident, Gu Xinzhi took the survivors away, and he did not know where he took them, and has not returned until now.
The injury is not serious, but it does not mean that there is no trouble. Chi Xiaochi has had a low-grade fever since the second half of the night, and his whole body is cold. He is exhausted by the effect of fruit wine, and he just wants to find a warm place to sleep.
The low-grade fever was particularly irritating. He curled up in his sleeping bag and was still swaying from the cold. 061 did not dare to raise his body temperature rashly.
When Chi Xiaochi saw the boss, he hugged him with tears in his eyes just like Armani from North Korea saw the volunteers.
The boss seemed to know that he was not feeling well, so he lay down beside his sleeping bag obediently, and put the tip of his nose against Chi Xiaochi's forehead. .
061 talked aimlessly with him, and the purpose was to test his mental state from time to time: "I heard you just now, you want to have a home, what does that home look like?"
"I have a home." Chi Xiaochi buried his face in the soft fur on the boss's chest and muttered in a daze, "I have a lot of houses, the biggest one is by the sea, almost 1,000 square meters. It's enough to support one boss. . . . By the way, I have to go back quickly, I can't cheapen that real estate developer. After so long, the price of the house must have gone up. "
061 had no choice but to rub the tip of his nose against his burning face.
Chi Xiaochi snorted and rubbed back unwillingly.
For some reason, 061 looked at Chi Xiaochi in a daze, but in his heart was thinking of the boy who had won a scholarship in high school for three years in the past.
He always felt that Chi Xiaochi's life path was not so right.
Facts have proved that Chi Xiaochi's choice of an actor was extremely correct, but at that time, he clearly had a more orthodox and stable future in the eyes of the world.
He became a model at a young age, squeezed into the circle, and finally gave up college, why
061 coaxed Chi Xiaochi and asked softly, "Why did you want to be a model in the first place?"
He had asked Chi Xiaochi this question before, but Chi Xiaochi perfunctoryly said, "Teacher Six, you must be trying to get me in when you asked about my privacy", so he never got that answer.
While he was waiting, Chi Xiaochi raised his lackluster eyes and answered honestly, "I look good."
061: "..." Ha.
Yes, yes, good-looking, good-looking, the best-looking in the world.
Chi Xiaochi said again, "I want money."
On the contrary, Chi Xiaochi should have made a lot of money in this line of work. 061 has supplemented many of Chi Xiaochi's early videos. Since he was a child, he has a good figure with wide shoulders, narrow waist and a tall figure.
…just 16 year olds doing what with that kind of money.
After listening to 061's question, Chi Xiaochi comfortably burrowed into the boss's neck hair: "I didn't enter the industry at 16, I started at 14. I went to be a living clothing model for someone's store, I'm tall, I lied to others. They said I was 16, but I didn't have an ID card, and they believed it."
Chi Xiaochi, who had a fever, had a childish slyness and innocence, blinking eyes, and his eyelashes seemed to be swept over 061's heart, which made his heart itch and have a fever.
He asked, "Why?"
Chi Xiaochi thoughtlessly said, "Because I want to rent a house."
061: "Huh? What house?"
Chi Xiaochi said softly: "I don't rent the house, and the Lou family's aunt will take away everything from brother Lou. If I rent it, the things are mine and will not be thrown away."
061: "…"
There seemed to be countless fragments flowing through his mind, and he felt chills and fever all over his body, as if he had really witnessed something with his own eyes, but after thinking about it, there was nothing but blank in his mind.
But the sour and warm emotions are real.
After a long time, he found his voice: "Xiaochi?"
However, Chi Xiaochi had already fallen asleep with his arms around the boss. The warm air flowed on the leopard's ears. His black hair was soaked, and his breathing was a little heavy, blowing the soft ear fluff down.
After a while, the waist of the leopard that Chi Xiaochi was holding became a slender waist that could wrap around most of it with one arm.
061 looked down at the person in his arms, the animal ears and the gray-blue pupil color did not fade, he held his face, and cautiously placed a kiss on his wet forehead.
Chi Xiaochi is like an open fire in an ice box, flickering and shining brightly, but to the touch, it is always cold, separated by a layer, but 061 just wants to hold this box of fire in his arms and warm it up carefully. .
He carefully touched Chi Xiaochi's right eye with his lips, and Chi Xiaochi's mental body seemed to be touched.
"Teacher Liu..." He closed his eyes and tightened his arms, and said softly, "Brother Lou..."
061 was slightly startled.
Is he calling himself? Or confuse yourself with Lou Ying
He was stunned for a long time, and when he realized that there seemed to be someone standing at the door, it was too late.
Gu Xinzhi had always walked silently. He opened the tent with a bloody dagger sheath and called out, "Qiuyun."
It was too late to change back into a leopard, so 061 had to close his ears and turn his head to look at the person coming.
Seeing the unfamiliar man hugging tightly with "Ding Qiuyun", Gu Xinzhi was stunned.
061 caressed the ears of the young man in his arms twice, just like when he usually rubbed the boss's ears, and immediately put his index finger to his lips, and gave Gu Xinzhi a gentle "shh".