Adorable Attack: Zombie Journey in the Last Days

Chapter 211

Asahi's two guns had a total of forty rounds of ammunition, and with Lan Zijian's supplementary shooting at the side, the side that fired suddenly easily gained the absolute upper hand.

What's more, those seventeen men were only a mob who joined the mercenary regiment for food and water. No matter in terms of state or combat skills, they were inferior to Lan Zijian who had been fighting zombies for more than two months.

Besides, they didn't even have a few guns.

After all the men fell down with three or four bullet holes, Asahiko let out a soft sobbing sound.

To be honest, he is not familiar with everyone in this clubhouse, and they may not know him either.But at least, at least when they are hurt, these people are the only ones who can lick their wounds with themselves in the dark.This is why Asahi has always regarded them as partners and friends.

And now, all is gone.

Asahi, who didn't go to school and didn't receive any normal human education, only knew that his eyes were inexplicably sore and swollen, not because of the gun still smoking in his hand, nor because he was afraid of seeing blood.

He didn't know that this kind of feeling was called sadness, he only knew that in his heart, the part of his body that was throbbing like being blocked by a boulder was very uncomfortable now.

Lan Zijian looked at the unopened bottle of high-grade vodka on the bar next to the dance floor for a while, then took a look at the all-wooden dance floor in the clubhouse for retro purposes, and gently twisted a beautiful metal vodka on the bar. The lighter looked sideways at Asahiko who seemed to be at a loss with his hands hanging by his side, and asked sadly, "What should we do now?"

"I don't know..." Qian Zhiyu took a few deep breaths in pain, and finally collapsed into Yao Ping's arms, murmuring weakly: "I really don't know!"

The armor on Yao Ping's body had long since faded away. He looked at Qianzhi in front of him with pity for a while, gently picked him up like a baby, turned around and walked out of this place full of corruption and darkness.

Xia Kailai and Lan Zijian who were still on the dance floor looked at each other for a while, and began to pour all the highly alcoholic drinks in the bar on the corpses of those children in a tacit understanding.Pulling the white curtain in front of the window, with the piety of covering the face of the dead, gently covered the huge curtain on the child.

The pale winter sun shone in from the bed without curtains, and the entire dance floor was covered by lifeless light beams, only the blood of the men reflected a strange vitality.

Opening the lid of the lighter, Lan Zijian looked at the red and blue flame rising from his hand, and silently lit the wooden tablecloth covered in alcohol.

The whole dance floor was filled with the smell of mixed liquor, which was an intoxicating aroma, but it couldn't dispel the sadness in the hearts of the two of them.

"May your souls rest in peace in the soft death." Lan Zijian, who watched the flames gradually enveloping the entire second floor, gradually seeped beads of sweat on his face, remembered a line from a movie, and hoped that those miserable children , able to enjoy the peace brought by death.

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Time flies, and the sun still rises and sets as usual.Even if such an endgame happened, life would still go on.

Asahi who returned to the camp seemed even more silent and timid. Even the soft chirping of birds in the middle of the night would make him raise the pistol that was placed by his pillow in the blink of an eye. Looking around nervously, only the night watchman hadn't fallen asleep yet. s room.

Naturally, such a situation cannot be ignored. Qian Qiuxue first proposed to help Asahiko change his mood, and the method was naturally to let him choose his favorite activities.

I dare not say anything else. Now that there is no concept of money, as long as the request Qianzhijiao puts forward is on earth, several people in the camp can help him meet it.

After all, he is the youngest child in the team, and everyone treats him like their own child and takes good care of him.

"I'm going out to kill zombies!" So, after he made this request in a firm tone, everyone wanted to persuade him to change the request.

However, after seeing Qianzhi's firm gaze and demeanor, Peng Ruyun gave him a hundred rounds of small-caliber pistol bullets, as well as the two pistols that Qianzhi had always carried with him.

These are all the weapons of Qianzhiyu. Lan Zijian and Yao Ping also thought about applying for small-caliber automatic firearms from the military region for him, but Qianzhiyu only needs these two pistols.He also put stickers found in convenience stores all over the body of the gun.

After a week of practice and training, Asahi can already accurately hit a watermelon-sized target within 20 meters, which is enough for the slow-moving zombies in winter.

Compared with ordinary children, Asahiko obviously doesn't know what it means to be timid.

When the whole team accompanied him to hunt zombies outside for the first time, he showed amazing courage.

They were five ordinary zombies together. Lan Zijian originally wanted to kill three zombies in the distance, and then leave Qianzhiyu with two zombies shot in the legs, so that he can enjoy himself.Unexpectedly, after hearing that these five zombies were his target, Qian Zhiyu instantly broke away from Qian Qiuxue's holding his hand, and went straight to meet the five screaming zombies who had spotted their prey.

Xia Happy confirmed that there were no other biochemical creatures within 50 meters around him. Yao Ping followed closely behind him. The simulated tendrils and shields were always on his body, ready to save the dangerous Qianzhi at any time.

Lan Zijian stared at the sniper scope, breathed calmly and looked at Asahi who was about to fight the zombies, and calmly raised his left thumb to the two nervous women behind him.

"Trust me, he'll be fine."

Asahi is also a first-level evolutionary person, and he has also received a week of gun training, and he is also specially trained to use a pistol. The mere five zombies can't do any harm to him.

Holding the gun in his hand relaxedly, Asahi glanced left and right at the double guns that had been unlocked, knocked away the two excited zombies with his immature shoulders, and without hesitation, buckled the zombie's legs three times in a row. trigger.Then he raised the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger on the heads of the two zombies who couldn't feel any pain.

The sharp claws of the zombies close at hand did not scare Asahi, his mentality was very clear... It doesn't matter even if he died, as long as he was happy at the last second before death.

Such a calm state of mind allowed him to bend down to avoid the zombie's stiff attack with ease, and pounded the zombie's lower abdomen with his elbow.Hold down the shoulder of the zombie with his wrist, jump up vigorously, put his knee against the lower body of the zombie, turn it over, put the pistol against the forehead of the zombie, and pull the trigger forcefully.

The left hand was also not idle, and he pressed the gun on his shoulder with his backhand, and fired another fatal bullet towards the back.

If you regard them as those who insulted yourself, this feeling of revenge makes Asahiko gradually show a happy smile.The white teeth were exposed outside the bright red lips, and the innocent and lively expressions that day made the three of them who were observing the situation with binoculars 20 meters away couldn't help but shudder.

Qian Qiuxue lightly kicked Lan Zijian's half-kneeling leg, with a look of understanding Lan Zijian's difficulties, and said with a wry smile: "I kind of know why you don't want to fight him in close quarters, and you always let Yao Ping and Xia are happy to go, this kid seems to like Bengren's Life Root very much!"

"Understood? If he likes to hit other places, I don't care, but he just goes there, my little friend will definitely not be able to bear it!" Lan Zijian rubbed the gun gently He whispered, "Xia Happy and Yao Ping's recovery ability is stronger than that of zombies, even if they get kicked a few times, it's okay."

The five zombies couldn't stand Qianzhi's tossing, and soon turned into five real corpses, lying on the ground.Except for the fatal wound on the top of the head, each of the other zombies unsurprisingly had several gunshot wounds bleeding from the crotch.

Standing between the corpses of the zombies, Qian Zhifeng was panting slightly, looked at the snowflakes that had melted due to the hot bullet casings, and laughed without warning.

Yao Ping took a cotton cloth soaked in medical alcohol, and gently wiped the blood of the zombies on Asahi's body, and asked with a smile, "How is it? Are you happy?"

"Happy!" The killing didn't affect Asahi's childish nature. The grape-like sweet smile made Yao Ping feel a little relieved and rubbed Asahi's soft, short-cut hair, and sighed secretly in her heart. Shang but still asked naturally: "If you are happy, why don't you go back with Sister Qian and Sister Peng?"

"Can you let me find supplies with you? I also want to contribute my own strength..."

Qian Zhiyu was a little attached to Yao Ping's soft palm, leaned gently on Yao Ping's arms that smelled good, and murmured softly: "I don't want to stay in the room all the time, I want to see more of this world. "

Yao Ping coughed softly, looked back for a while at the three people who were waiting for Qian Zhiyu to go back, turned her head and smiled dotingly.

"Okay, but you have to listen to my brother later, otherwise I won't take you next time."

Yao Ping's agreement made Asahiko even more happy to kiss Yao Ping's lips, rubbing against Yao Ping's cool lips very naturally.

He had a feeling that Brother Yao was the same type as himself.He liked Yao Ping's tone of voice and the gentle expression that kept looking at him while speaking.

If it can go on forever, then this kind of life is the beautiful picture I once imagined.

As for the kiss, it's just a way of expressing gratitude and affection... What more can you ask of a child who has been out of touch with society for eight years?

As if treating a fallen leaf, Yao Ping gently hugged Qianzhiluo's thin body, moved her lips slightly, and rubbed Qianzhijiao's smooth and tender cheeks a few times.

The peach-like softness on his face made Asahito leave Yao Ping's lips in a strange way, and instead rubbed against Yao Ping's face comfortably.

Seeing that Yao Ping didn't have any expression of dissatisfaction or irritability and was still holding his arm, Qian Zhiyu suddenly hugged Yao Ping tightly uncomfortable, pressed his head on his shoulder, and asked worriedly: "In the future... in the future Can I still be with my brother?"

"Why do you ask that? Of course, we are a family!"