Since this was Ding Qiuyun's request, he did it.
Although Gu Xinzhi was wanted by the new human beings, there were very few people who were still alive after seeing his face.
Besides, this new group of humans does not belong to the same group that wanted him earlier, so there is no need to worry about anyone recognizing him.
Mixed in smoothly, but life here is really not very smooth.
He had barely smoked a cigarette when trouble came.
A cigarette case was handed in front of Gu Xinzhi, just smelling the aroma of the cut tobacco, the old smoker could easily tell that even if it was not in the end times, this was a rare good cigarette.
He opened his mouth to bite one and put it in his mouth.
A match struck at the right moment, hissing the cut tobacco, and the smoke curled up along his unpainted lips.
Gu Xinzhi spit out a beautiful smoke ring.
The innocence of a young man is really the most deadly weapon, even if his behavior does not have any affection or provocation, it can easily make people feel hot.
Beard sat down beside him, staring at Gu Xinzhi with burning eyes: "It's hard work."
Gu Xinzhi said lightly, "Yes."
The bearded man tried to hook Gu Xinzhi's shoulder: "Look at you, why are you thinner than when you came here."
Gu Xinzhi's expression remained the same, but he almost bit the filter in his mouth.
Bearded surname Qiu, is the current leader of this new human team. And this team is the largest of all the new human teams coveting the arsenal.
Before, Gu Xinzhi observed for a long time, weighed all the pros and cons, and confirmed that this was the most suitable place for him to infiltrate, so he brought his team to this place.
He thought he had calculated everything, but when he passed the letter to Ding Qiuyun to inform him of the new human camp he had chosen, Ding Qiuyun only replied to him: "Ha."
Gu Xinzhi: "...What do you mean?"
Ding Qiuyun said, "It's nothing major. You'll know when you go."
Although Ding Qiuyun did not interfere with the new team that Gu Xinzhi built himself, he was quite familiar with the new human groups that were even slightly powerful.
…Shu Wenqing's commercial town is now a large-scale information distribution center. If you want any information, just ask here.
Ding Qiuyun was right at the slightest: it's not a big deal, and Gu Xinzhi really knew it when he went.
The bearded captain of this new human group likes beautiful young men very much. Gu Xinzhi's appearance and temperament are just right on his aesthetic point.
Gu Xinzhi was entangled so much that even if he was alienated and indifferent to him, he was always willing to come together, causing Gu Xinzhi a headache.
He wrote back and asked, "Ding Qiuyun, did you deliberately not tell me?"
Soon after, a letter from the town arrived.
Ding Qiuyun's answer was only two words: "Yes."
Gu Xinzhi held the two-word letter and read it in his sleeping bag for a long time, feeling sour and soft, biting the flashlight and writing the letter word by word with the tip of a pencil.
He wanted to say, "Does this make you feel relieved?" He wanted to ask, "Do I need to do more?" He deleted and corrected, corrected and deleted, and finally sent out only one short word.
He said, "Okay."
… Well, as long as you are happy, I will listen to you.
Gu Xinzhi didn't immediately break the beard's neck, but just looked at it coldly, and saw the beard's heart swaying, and he didn't dare to make any extra moves. The corner of his mouth first stiffly squeezed out a pleasing smile: "Xiao Gu..."
Gu Xinzhi stood up and brushed the shoulder he just touched: "Thank you for the smoke from Team Qiu."
If someone else did this action, the bearded man would definitely be furious, but Gu Xinzhi did this, so he couldn't get angry at all.
Even the two screeching sounds of fabric rubbing with whitish fingertips over his shoulders are just right and charming.
After Gu Xinzhi got up and left, his cheeks felt dull and tasteless. He was taking out a cigarette from the cigarette case. When he turned his eyes, he found that Gu Xinzhi had secretly turned around to look at himself after taking dozens of steps.
Being peeped quietly like this, the bearded man didn't feel angry, but instead, his body was softened by the gaze, and he looked back with a smile.
Gu Xinzhi's body trembled slightly, turned his head, and walked away quickly.
Beard smiled.
No matter how you pretend, a little baby in her twenties is still tender.
Although he came with a team of good quality, in terms of quantity, Gu Xinzhi had to obediently stick by his side, even if he was unwilling, he had to do so.
The more unwilling and resistant he is, the happier he will be when he succeeds.
However, in the eyes of Gu Xinzhi, who was walking against him, there was not a trace of shame, nervousness and anxiety in his imagination.
His expression was like a wolf on the hunt, cunning, cruel, and shrewdly radiant.
As he walked, he wiped his hands, lips, and anything touched by the beard with a snow-white linen handkerchief. Then he came to the tent and threw the handkerchief into a bonfire, watching the snow turn white. For the coke, I walked away.
Gu Xinzhi took his sparse team and mingled with the new humans who wanted to surround and wipe out the base of the arsenal. No one could sense his identity as an old human, because he seemed not afraid of cold or death.
Gu Xinzhi had seen the matter of death a lot, one was killing people, and the other was seeing Ding Qiuyun dying in front of him again and again in his dreams.
In the end, he didn't have a strong sense of "death", because the death of others was nothing to him.
And Ding Qiuyun's death was something repeated in his dreams. As long as he could survive until he opened his eyes, he would be able to convince himself that this had never happened, and even if it had happened, it was just the past. As long as you open your eyes, you can still see the fresh autumn clouds, that's enough.
Until one day, his team was shot in the head in order to snatch a hit elk with other new humans near the station.
The gun was so powerful that when it hit it, half of his head was gone.
Since the skin was torn, the other party did not keep his hand, and cut off the head of the team member, so that he would not go back to report with an injury, which would cause endless disasters.
Gu Xinzhi, who had separated from him in search of prey, heard the sound of gunfire, followed the sound, and recognized him by the name tag on his body.
He sat beside the corpse for a long time, staring at the headless cold corpse, and finished smoking a whole pack of cigarettes.
This person hated Gu Xinzhi smoking the most in his life. He always persuaded him that he would get lung cancer, but he always failed. Therefore, when the other team members saw this scene, one was sentimental, and the other was dumbfounded.
Gu Xinzhi held the cigarette between his right fingers and put his left hand into the pocket of his clothes.
He installed a small video terminal in each player's shirt pocket.
He bought this thing from Shu Wenqing. It was convenient for them to steal some video data when they communicated with other new humans, so that they could bring it back for analysis.
While smoking, he plugged the terminal into a camcorder that had already been prepared, and watched all the events that happened.
After reading it, he stood up and said, "I'll leave."
The team members thought he was in a dull mood and wanted to smoke a cigarette, so they said, "Team Gu, Xiao Li, he..."
Gu Xinzhi didn't say anything, put one hand in his pocket, and slowly shook it out.
The team members looked at each other, and they were accustomed to the coldness towards Gu Xinzhi, and they were ready to bury their companions.
They choose to follow Gu Xinzhi to take this risk, and they have the consciousness of sacrifice. Moreover, compared with other old human beings, they are people who have died once, and the feeling of "death" has faded a lot. Even if they are sad, they are not so much. Heartbreaking.
However, even though the definition of "death" has changed several times, "burying the earth for safety" is still a custom rooted in the hearts of "people".
They took the body of their companion back to the vicinity of the station, borrowed a shovel, and began to dig a hole.
The frozen soil is not easy to dig, but fortunately, the new human beings are far more powerful than normal people, and a deep pit is quickly dug.
Before they could move in the body wrapped in sleeping bags, Gu Xinzhi came back.
He was dragging a dead elk in his right hand, a human head in his left, blood ice on his hand, and a new cigarette in his mouth, which was curling up in a nicotine-scented mist.
This head is exactly the murderer he saw on the camera just now.
Ignoring all the shocked team members, Gu Xinzhi tossed the head like a grapefruit into the tomb, making a muffled sound.
He said, "One piece is buried. There is an explanation."
After all, he turned around and walked back to the tent without waiting for any reaction from the team members.
The bearded man, who was watching all this, looked at Gu Xinzhi, who was going his own way, with admiration on his face, and his eyes were warm.
A member of the team hurried over and said to the bearded man, "Boss, there's some trouble, go and have a look."
Beard came back to his senses: "What's the matter?"
"It was Lao Long who was angry, saying that people from our side ran to their base in broad daylight and cut someone down, and asked us to give him an explanation."
"What's the explanation?" Bearded shrugged, "their people move first, it's fine if I don't look for him. Tell him the original words: everyone can be killed when they are near the base, it's not ashamed. "
When the team members heard the words, they were a little bit troubled: "Tell me the original story?"
"You're the boss and I'm the boss?" The beard was infected by Gu Xinzhi, and he also lit a cigarette and pointed to Gu Xinzhi's tent, "This person is righteous, and it is useful to keep it."
The team members couldn't help but slander, fart is useful, obviously you like it, but when you say it, it means that Qing is waiting to be beaten, so he shut up and ran to pass the letter in a hurry.
Beard looked at the tent obsessively.
In the tent, Gu Xinzhi rubbed away the blood ice condensed in his palms, moved his stiff fingers and wrists, got into the sleeping bag, still bit the flashlight, took out the cigarette case, and wrote a letter to Ding Qiuyun.
He wrote a lot of words this time, and even he himself felt that there were too many words. After writing, he wanted to delete some of them, but after reading and reading, he felt that so many words were not bad, so he put the cigarette case full of writing. Fold it back to its original shape, stick it with glue, and fill it with cigarettes that were kept secret. After confirming that it is correct, a female team member is called: "Tell Li Mingyuan to his family, he is dead, and the body can't be transported back, so it will be on the spot. Bury it, let them come and have a look when they have time."
The deceased Li Mingyuan had long since been separated from his family. This was the code for the female team members to send letters to the town.
After all, he handed a pack of ladies' cigarettes to the female players.
The female players also smoke, so others don't think much about it, just take it as a reward for running errands.
The female team member understood, took the cigarette case, and was about to leave, but was stopped by the beard.
The female team member's heart jumped wildly, thinking that their secret was revealed, and instinctively turned to look at Gu Xinzhi.
Gu Xinzhi looked as usual: "Qiu team, what's the matter?"
The bearded smile flattered: "Where are you going, I'll send someone to see her."
Gu Xinzhi refused coldly: "We have a car, so it's not hard to drive."
He ate a big soft nail at Gu Xinzhi again, and watched the back of the female team member who was relieved to leave, even the patient beard couldn't help it.
He said in a joking tone: "Gu Team, you're a terrible person." He couldn't guess, he couldn't see through, but there was a vague attraction.
Gu Xinzhi said with a straight face, "I don't want to die."
Beard was amused by his serious appearance and did not understand jokes, and only felt that he had picked up a treasure from the boss.
He really wanted to spend two more days with Gu Xinzhi like this, and say a few more jokes. However, the situation in the arsenal was changing faster than they thought.
The arsenal was guarded so tightly that the new humans had already thought of many ways to attack, cut off the food, pollute the water source, release sick dogs, or infect the soldiers of the arsenal captured alive with the virus and put them back.
However, the arsenal is still impregnable, and they have more weapons for frontal attack; if they cut off the food, they tore a bloody path; pollute the water source, they have an independent reservoir; throw sick dogs, often those dogs have not yet touched the arsenal. The outer edge of the line of fire will be immediately killed; when patients are placed, those patients will choose to commit suicide without waiting for them to return to the arsenal, so as not to drag everyone down.
But what's the use of it.
Long-term guarding is always a war of attrition.
If they hadn't noticed that they couldn't afford it, these new humans wouldn't have gathered from all directions, just to get a piece of the pie.
A full-scale war broke out three nights later.
"Team Gu!" A team member broke into Gu Xinzhi's tent, his voice unable to hide his excitement, "It's started! At least three new human teams have moved! It seems that tonight is always-"
Gu Xinzhi rolled over from his sleeping bag and sat up without any hesitation. He grabbed his sniper rifle and dagger and ran out of the tent.
Under the fierce firelight, Beard was nervously instructing the people under his command, preparing to set off.
Gu Xinzhi silently stood beside him.
When he turned around and saw Gu Xinzhi, his heart became hot, and he pulled out a pistol he was wearing from his waist: "Take this."
It was a Browning, small and beautiful, very similar to the one in Gu Xinzhi's memory.
And the man in his memory held the gun and gave him an order: "Within range."
He couldn't help lowering his head and smiled charmingly: "No, I have a gun."
He patted his waist again: "And the dagger."
Gu Xinzhi's smile was really moving, and his beard was almost suffocating. Although Gu Xinzhi rejected his good intentions again, he was still warm and couldn't help but say, "We'll fight later, follow me closely!"
Gu Xinzhi saw the trust in his eyes, and felt that this scene was really familiar.
In how many times of nightmare reincarnation, he has seen this kind of light in Ding Qiuyun's eyes countless times, which is the look in his eyes as the most reliable object.
Aware of this, his expression tightened slightly, but he quickly returned to his former coldness: "Well, I will."
And the person he was thinking of was playing a war game with Jing Yiming in a small town thousands of miles away.
The gun is a wooden gun, which is very delicately cut and made by Chi Xiaochi himself.
Jing Yiming has successfully grown up to an age that even dogs dislike, jumping up and down very neatly. The sick child at the gas station who couldn't get out of the house was squatting on the top floor of the gas station's gas station with a gun in hand. , "Da Da Da" and "Da Da Da" simulated firing at Chi Xiaochi.
As the referee, the coal boss licked his claws gracefully, calmly watching from the sidelines.
Chi Xiaochi hid behind a wall with another wooden gun in his arms, and shouted, "You idiot, where can there be a gun with unlimited bullets."
Jing Yiming giggled and fired his gun like a lightsaber.
Jing Zihua, who had his black hair loosely tied behind his head, walked out of the room that smelled of rice: "It's time to eat."
Jing Yiming listened to his mother's words and jumped off the tanker: "Mom, my uncle was beaten by me."
Chi Xiaochi poked his head out and complained, "Lao Jing, he is rude. I only gave him a 92, and he played like Gatlin."
Jing Zihua lowered his head and asked Jing Yiming, "Really? You hit your uncle with Gatling?"
Jing Yiming twisted his fingers guiltily: "..."
Jing Zihua reminded him, "You broke the rules, what should you do?"
Jing Yiming ran to Chi Xiaochi and said sweetly, "Uncle, I was wrong, I will abide by the rules of the game in the future."
Chi Xiaochi: "Good..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Yiming took out a wooden pistol from his waist and slammed Chi Xiaochi out.
Chi Xiaochi: "…"
Jing Yiming said, "Uncle, you are dead."
Chi Xiaochi: "..." Is the child's routine so deep
Jing Yiming threw himself back into Jing Zihua's arms and said proudly, "Mom, I have successfully protected you!"
… they are playing the game of defending the gas station. Jing Yiming was the defender, and Chi Xiaochi was the attacker.
Jing Zihua crouched down tenderly and kissed Jing Yiming's hair, pushed his back, and motioned him to come into the room to eat quickly.
When the alarm was lifted, Jing Yiming also regained his enthusiasm for Chi Xiaochi and waved, "Uncle, come to eat."
Chi Xiaochi pretended to be weak against the wall, so sad that he could barely breathe: "Uncle was beaten to death by you."
Jing Yiming and Jing Zihua: "..."
Chi Xiaochi said, "Don't worry, uncle won't blame you, uncle's spirit in the sky will bless you with good weather."
Jing Yiming and Jing Zihua "… "
Chi Xiaochi began to whistle. In the out-of-tune of the eighteenth bend of the mountain road, only 061 could tell the difference. The thing he was blowing was the theme song of CCXV "Weather Forecast".
Jing Zihua and Jing Yiming naturally couldn't understand this stalk.
Jing Yiming slid back one step at a time, while Jing Zihua walked up to Chi Xiaochi, who was acting on himself without authorization, made sure that Jing Yiming couldn't hear their voices, and smiled: "Actually, you don't have to let it go. his."
Chi Xiaochi took out the hand behind him.
In his hand, he held a gun.
From the beginning, he guarded against Jing Yiming who suddenly approached, but he did not shoot first when he took the lead.
Chi Xiaochi waved his hand indifferently: "It's okay, save it for next time."
Jing Zihua invited him: "Stay for a meal?"
"Row."
When Chi Xiaochi entered the small dining room of the mother and son, he glanced at the wall intently.
There was a mechanical crossbow hanging on that wall.
It was the same item that Chi Xiaochi saw when he went to Shu Wenqing Town a few months ago. It was exactly the same style and shape as the crossbow that "Old Jing" had used in Ding Qiuyun's memory.
Chi Xiaochi bought it and gave it to Jing Zihua, euphemistically calling it "town house".
This was out of a sense of ritual, and Chi Xiaochi felt that such things should belong to her.
But at the same time, he hoped that she would never use this kind of thing in her life.
After the meal, the female team member sent by Gu Xinzhi entered the town, found Chi Xiaochi, and handed the pack of cigarettes to him.
He took the cigarette case apart, and was stunned for a moment when he saw the densely packed handwriting that far exceeded the average number.
But after he finished reading the content from beginning to end, Chi Xiaochi and 061 let out a small smile.
Chi Xiaochi: "Sixth teacher, what are you laughing at?"
061 asked: "What are you laughing at?"
Chi Xiaochi: "The task looks to be completed."
061 corrected him: "'Our' mission is about to be completed."
Chi Xiaochi breathed a sigh of relief unobtrusively.
The data will not lie, Gu Xinzhi's remorse has been rising steadily, and the current value is 87 points.
It was only 13 o'clock before they could leave.
Chi Xiaochi thought that if what Gu Xinzhi said in the letter was true, the black card he buried in advance probably wouldn't need to be used.
But only half a minute later, Chi Xiaochi's face changed suddenly—
The fire continued from last night until noon the next day.
War, fighting into a group, was first the battle between the old and the new, and then the new and the new. The reserve team came up one after another, without any scheming or ingenuity, it was pure gun-to-gun, knife When it comes to the knife, there are no tricks, all it takes is the skill and determination to kill.
The control of the base changed hands several times, everyone was red-eyed and fascinated, and they killed anyone they saw, and even more than one fell under the guns of the red-eyed comrades-in-arms.
In the end, the scale of victory tilted in the bearded side.
As soon as the situation was settled, the bearded man was elated. He ordered the remaining dozens of people in the team to quickly clear the battlefield, and sent a few people to pick up the follow-up troops.
Like other teams, the reserve team that was originally intended to take over the arsenal was exhausted in the wheel battle. Blood and severed limbs were scattered everywhere.
He went round and round between the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, wanting to shout in joy and smashing everything in front of him in despair.
Fortunately, when he turned his head, he found that Gu Xinzhi was still with him.
Among the many corpses, there are only him and his two living creatures.
Gu Xinzhi's face was splattered with blood, and his body was also covered in fresh blood. He pulled up his sleeves and gently wiped out the light of the dagger.
Beard laughed out loud, stretched out his arms, and took Gu Xinzhi into his arms.
The bearded man was tall and big, and when he took the slender Gu Xinzhi into his arms like a bear, he only felt at ease and warm—
warmth
Wait, this shouldn't be the body temperature of a new human!
The moment of panic flashed across his heart, he wanted to push Gu Xinzhi away, but the back of his neck was pinched by Gu Xinzhi's steel-like fingers, forcing him to have nowhere to escape.
A voice he loved so much slid past his ears coldly and coldly, and it was very pleasant to the ear.
"Thank you for leading the way."
"I don't want your life, I just want your team to help me clear the way."
"Okay, now—"
The blade that had just been wiped clean was covered with thick blood again, and the blood spurted out from the throat of the beard like a spring. Drizzle finely.
There was a muffled gurgling sound between the beard and throat, and the eyes were full of incredible divine light.
Gradually, the light faded and changed, turning into a burning dark fire.
Gu Xinzhi patted the back of his neck, feeling his weaker breathing and the increasingly intense blood flow, and soothed softly, "Okay, okay."
But at this moment, something cold and hard hit Gu Xinzhi's body.
-boom.
A dull gunshot exploded between the two.
In the bearded hand, he firmly held the little Browning he had planned to give to Gu Xinzhi.
A fine plume of smoke escaped from the muzzle.
A blood hole opened in Gu Xinzhi's lung, and faint gunpowder smoke wafted from the wound, and the smell of gunpowder was as pungent as fresh blood.
Gu Xinzhi's mind stopped for a while.
He thought, what's the matter