"It must be the noise here that alarmed them." Tang Wu threw the shovel on the ground and picked up the big knife to prepare for the battle.
"Da da da..." The troops heard the warning and quickly set up machine guns to shoot.
Hei Wei and Charles had already run back at this time, running around Tang Sihuang. Tang Sihuang patted their heads, and they fell silent.
There were at least a hundred zombies in the group in the distance. Some zombies were wearing coal workers' overalls, and some zombies looked like they should be nearby villagers, and they were coming towards them clearly. Although their running speed is not as fast as that of humans, they are not at the same level as junior zombies. Several of them were significantly faster than other zombies. If it wasn't for their awkward postures, they might be mistaken for humans. The evolved zombies ran quickly, jumped into the ranks of soldiers.
"Shoot!" a soldier yelled.
But it was too late, the zombie was moving too fast, like a ruthless killer, its right hand grabbed the neck of the soldier under him, and the flesh was immediately bloody. The soldier's whole piece of flesh was torn off abruptly, and he let out a shrill scream, which made people's heart tremble.
The screams stopped abruptly, and another soldier shot neatly, giving him a good time. The crisp action made the people around him stunned, and at the same time, a sense of fear shrouded in death surged in their hearts.
There were more gunshots, a grenade was thrown, and with a bang, it knocked down a piece of land. The zombies ignited raging fire, still waved their hands unwillingly, staggered a few steps forward, and finally fell to the ground unable to move.
"Damn! Who threw the grenade? This place is full of flammable coal, do you fucking want to die!" Tang Wu cursed angrily.
Feng Jinzhou looked embarrassed. It was his subordinate who threw the grenade just now, and he made a mistake in his busy schedule because he was surprised by the turbulent attack of the zombies. Fortunately, there was only a thin layer of coal spilled on the ground, and several soldiers quickly took a shovel and shoveled a "ditch" to separate the burning place from the coal accumulation area on the other side. Although several zombies were on fire, they were still moving, staggering forward, and fell to the ground after a few gunshots.
Tang Miao took out the crossbow and quiver from the car, and quickly rushed to Tang Sihuang's side. Tang Sihuang was hiding behind a car and shooting zombies. Tang Miao touched back with her left hand, took out an arrow, put it on the lost path, pulled the bowstring back, hung it on the hook, aimed at the target, pulled the trigger, and the arrow flew out. The zombie immediately fell to the ground.
Tang Sihuang had a tacit understanding with him, and immediately started shooting from the right side of the zombie group. The bullets fired continuously, and several fell down immediately. Although Tang Miao was using a hand crossbow, his speed did not need to be much slower than him. After a while, the ground fell to the ground. There are many L2 zombies among them.
At this moment, an L3 attacked Tang Sihuang from the side, as agile as a cheetah. Two dead zombies on the ground tripped it, but it had no effect on it. Si Huang rushed forward.
Tang Miao's pupils shrank, and she said anxiously, "Daddy, get down!"
Tang Sihuang leaped and fell on the ground. After rolling, he stood up neatly and looked at Tang Miao with precise eyes. Tang Miao shot an arrow at the zombie's head with sharp eyes and hands. No matter whether he hit it or not, he raised the big knife hanging on his waist with his left hand, flew forward, and swung the knife fiercely. There was only a sound of "chuck", flesh and blood splashed, half of L3's body was cut by Tang Miao, and his heavy body fell to the ground, motionless. L3's head rolled to the side, and a sharp arrow pierced his skull from his left cheek.
Those who noticed him were secretly surprised and admired by his neat skills.
Tang Miao and Tang Sihuang looked at each other, nodded, and continued to deal with other zombies. Out of the corner of their eyes, they noticed strange scenes of several soldiers at critical moments. One soldier seemed to throw a wind blade to kill the zombies that threatened him, while the other soldier launched a thunder ball to blow off the zombies' heads in an emergency. He had a rough guess in his mind: perhaps, supernatural powers are usually only activated when life is at stake. For example, the potential and limit of human beings, there have been many facts to prove this point, for example, in an earthquake, a mother used her fragile body to support a collapsed boulder just to protect her son.
After nearly an hour of fierce fighting, all the zombies were wiped out. Only then did everyone breathe a sigh of relief, and began to dig out the crystal nuclei in their heads. Tang Miao took a dagger and dug the heads of the zombies he shot to death with arrows one by one. His dagger and another dagger were stretched towards the head of the same zombie at the same time, Tang Miao looked at the owner of the dagger with raised eyebrows. The man smiled awkwardly and walked away consciously.
Tang Miao dug a total of twenty-nine crystal nuclei, walked up to Tang Sihuang with a smile and showed them to him.
Tang Sihuang shook his head and said: "Well, at least I don't have to worry about you not getting any points for this mission." Because the fruit army is now implementing distribution according to work.
Tang Miao was still smiling: "Even if I can't earn points, you still have to support me."
Tang Sihuang smiled slightly.
Tang Xin passed by behind them and laughed, "It's a shame to say."
Tang Miao squinted at him: "What right do you have to laugh at me? Didn't you just dig coal?"
Tang Xin straightened his back and walked away.
At this time, the sun is about to set. I can't go back today. Not far away is the dormitory building for workers, with a total of three floors. They drove to the front of the dormitory building, and first sent 30 people into three groups to clean up the zombies in the building, then moved kitchen utensils and food into the building, sealed the door tightly, and went directly to the third floor. There are six bunk beds in each dormitory for workers, and the Fruit Legion occupies one dormitory.
Tang Miao asked for a lower berth and couldn't sleep because of tossing and turning. This was the first time in a long time that he and Tang Sihuang slept separately, and the weight on the waist that was lying across an arm that did not belong to him always seemed to be missing something. It was very windy outside, and the glass of the window was a little loose, and every time the wind blew, it would squeak slightly. There was no sound outside except the sound of the wind.
Tang Sihuang was on his upper bunk, not moving at all, not even turning over, which made Tang Miao angry and jealous. If there were no other people in the room, he would definitely get into Tang Sihuang's bed by himself. He did not deny that his skin had thickened.
After an unknown amount of time, Tang Miao finally fell asleep. When she woke up the next morning, her head was heavy and her head was stuffy. She vaguely heard someone calling him and wanted to answer, but she had no strength at all, and her throat was hot. It's hot, it always seems to be blocked by something, very uncomfortable.
"Should have caught a cold." The voice was familiar, but Tang Miao was confused and not sure whose it was.
"... Is it because the quilt is not covered properly at night..."
"I'm going to boil some water..."
"I didn't care about you for one night, and I made myself sick." The owner of this voice put a soft thing under his head, and then added a quilt on his body.
Daddy? It's so heavy... Tang Miao felt that she was overwhelmed, so she lifted her heavy right leg and lifted the quilt away with one kick.
"Tang Miao!" Tang Sihuang called out warningly, pressing the quilt tightly.
Tang Miao barely opened her eyes, stared at him, had difficulty breathing, anxious and wronged: "Daddy, it's too heavy, I can't even breathe. I want to get up."
"You have a cold." Tang Sihuang removed the top cup, pressed him to keep him from moving, and pressed the corner of the quilt tightly.
"You'll be fine after taking the medicine." Tang Miao tried to get up with her hands, but her body was terribly heavy, as if it wasn't her own, and she struggled for a long time without sitting up.
Tang Sihuang looked at him with a frown and stood idly by.
"Daddy, I have no strength." Tang Miao stared at him accusingly.
Only then did Tang Sihuang slowly help him to sit up, and hooked the sweater at the end of the bed to cover him. Tang Miao leaned softly against his chest, allowing him to pull his arms up and down, only to notice that he and Tang Sihuang were the only ones left in the room. Two alcohol stoves were placed on the bed of a lower bunk, one was boiling water and the other was cooking porridge.
"Daddy, where are the others?"
"Dig coal below." Tang Sihuang wrapped him tightly with a quilt, and took another quilt, rubbed it together and placed it behind his back for him to lean on.
"Then I don't have points again today?" Tang Miao asked with a smile.
Tang Sihuang didn't speak, and Tang Miao seemed to be haggard a lot in just one night, and his face that was always glowing was dull and dull.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Tang Miao felt uncomfortable, and said, "Daddy, I'm fine, go get busy. After a while, the water will boil, and I'll take the medicine myself." Sick people are fragile. I feel a little wronged. He has devoted his heart and soul to Daddy, but Daddy doesn't feel sorry for him at all!
Tang Sihuang sat on the edge of the bed without moving: "Did you kick the quilt again last night?"
Tang Miao's face was hot, and she answered irrelevant questions: "Maybe the bed is too hard, I'm not used to it."
Tang Sihuang hooked his lips, waited for the water to boil, poured half a cup of boiling water for him, and mixed well water into warm water, then broke off two cold medicines in the bottle cap, watched Tang Miao swallowed the pills and drank a few Drooling, he raised his hand naturally, and directly wiped off the water stains on his lips with his thumb.
Tang Miao subconsciously licked the corner of her itchy mouth: "Daddy, when are we going to leave?"
"Never mind, I'll carry you into the car when the time comes. Get some sleep first." Tang Sihuang lifted him up with the quilt and laid him flat, and threw the crumpled quilt onto another bed.
Tang Miao looked at him, feeling a little empty in her heart for no reason. Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, she was relieved and kept staring at him unconsciously.
Tang Sihuang didn't feel uncomfortable at all, sitting on the edge of the bed, also looking at him.
Tang Miao's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he gradually fell asleep in this peaceful atmosphere. After an unknown period of time, he suddenly felt the air was cold, opened his eyes vigilantly, and saw Shi Naixian walking in tiptoe.