Chapter 4019: Official start

Although it was the girl who opened the door, it was Thomas who took the lead. He also had a small pistol for self-defense, but he didn't even open the safety, he just moved forward with a long dagger.

Old Mike walked in the second position, and the girl was in charge of the rear. He didn't want to have a little girl behind him to protect him, but Martha was a little crazy, and even shot him a few times during the dispute.

In order to avoid unnecessary injuries caused by the fire, he still compromised, and was protected by this odd pair of 'father and daughter', heading towards the supermarket.

I don’t know if God is also crying for this world. When everyone just left the shop a few steps, the heavy rain poured down with the thunder, and the bone-chilling chill swept through every corner of the heart in an instant, and the old man felt stiff all over. .

Seriously, as an ex-racer, he feels he's emboldened enough.

But compared with these two, it is simply not worth mentioning.

Thomas is still normal, Mike can see the complex emotional layers in him, he is also afraid, but he overcomes it with willpower, in order to protect the girl, he decides to fight.

But Martha was another matter. She was blowing bubble gum in the heavy rain when she couldn't tell when the zombies would rush behind her.

"Thunderstorms, good news is also bad news." Thomas, who opened the way, whispered as he moved forward. "The bad news is that the line of sight is too affected; the good news is that the sound of thunder and rain will mask our footsteps and smells."

"Oh, young man, what you said, for a short while, I wondered whether we were lucky or unlucky." Old Mike, holding a gun, also responded to the death knell with a joke.

He's going to show his courage that he doesn't need too much distraction.

But this courage came and went quickly. When a flash of lightning illuminated the trash can in the distance, all three saw behind the big iron box. Lie on top of him.

Even in normal times, there are no same-sex couples playing games next to the trash can in the back alley. Today, you don't need to think about it to know what it is.

Thomas, who opened the way, turned his face slightly, and the rain made his long black hair stick to his face. When he spoke, fine drops of water splashed from the corners of his mouth, but after the light of the lightning disappeared, the crystal of the rain could no longer be seen:

"Don't shoot and waste bullets, I'll handle this."

The upper body of the zombie and the victim were covered by the trash can, and the angle of the three people could not aim at the weakness of the monsters. Therefore, Thomas showed the dagger in his hand and said that he wanted to try melee combat.

The bar owner is still a little hesitant. After all, it is too dangerous to fight with infectious zombies at close range. In a three-person team, you can tell who is the main fighting force by looking at their age. He quite likes this veteran soldier and doesn't want him to take too much risk .

But before he could express his opinion, a girl whispered but excitedly urged: "Oh, come on! Sure enough, it's more manly to use cold weapons, I love you!"

This left old Mike speechless, and then let out a sigh.

He understands, really understands, if he is fifty years younger, if there is such a beautiful girl by his side who supports his decision no matter what the situation, dances and cheers, let alone fight zombies with daggers, just let himself Jump into the lion's cage in the zoo, and fight against the lions with bare hands. You can do it yourself.

It's nice to be young...

Maybe it's just like Thomas said, in the rainstorm, the zombies lying there didn't even notice that someone was sneaking up behind them, just burying their heads and eating.

When the man raised the dagger, it only felt a sense of it, and turned back blankly with a piece of flesh and blood in its mouth, but the next second was poured into the top of the head by the sharp blade.

With a movement of the wrist, the dagger rotated for half a turn, and with the sound of Kaka's bone cracking, the zombie lay down and did not move.

The man who was eaten also woke up at this time. Although the waist and abdomen were almost eaten clean, he was still struggling to sit up, and his mouth made a humming sound.

Thomas raised his foot and stepped on it, the zombie's head exploded, and everything returned to peace.

With the thunder and lightning, the road ahead was once again submerged in darkness, and the rain quickly washed away the blood on the dagger, like a thin red line winding in the water.

The retired soldier gasped and nodded to the old man and the young girl, motioning them to follow, but he said the words of concern:

"Don't use the trick of stepping on your head. You have not received professional training, and it is easy to twist your feet."

"I understand this, but Thomas, you were not an ordinary marine before, were you?" The old man followed him and continued to move forward, keeping his voice low while guarding the surroundings: "I see your actions, the spies in the Bitman movie. Professional."

"Cough, I'll tell you when the United States is completely destroyed and there is no need to follow confidentiality regulations." The middle-aged man coughed, as if a little exercise just made him relapse.

Understood, the old man completed another brain supplement in an instant. This time, it was not a road movie, but a movie from the "Expendables" series.

'Thomas may have been a member of the military's secret army, specializing in black ops and subverting the regime of a small country. There may also be a dark and cruel story behind his retirement...'

Old Mike thought so, and decided not to ask, it's not good to know too much.

In this way, the three walked to the end of the alley smoothly. Along the way, the soldiers were acting, the old man was guessing, and the girl was observing, so it was considered a tacit understanding. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

But beyond the alley, there is the street. You can see that there are faint things moving everywhere in the dark. Obviously, it is impossible to go around the parking lot from the main road.

Thomas shrank back in the corner, his back against the wall, the wet red brick looked like the color of blood.

"There's no road, we have to go in through the back door of the supermarket, go through the whole supermarket, and then enter the parking lot through the front door." He drew a simple little picture on the wall with a dagger, then marked the arrow and destination: "The only The problem is, we don't know how many zombies there are in the supermarket, and whether there will be survivors...Old Mike, if we encounter survivors, do we want to save them?"

"Of course I need to be saved. To be able to shop here should be my neighbors."

The old man didn't hesitate at all, he answered seriously, and touched the rain on his head again:

"I understand what you mean, Thomas, we may not have enough supplies and weapons. Saving people means greater risk and uncertainty in the future, and may even threaten our lives, but if we see the same kind of suffering, we are still indifferent, Then our humanity will die and become a true walking dead."

"Okay, then listen to you. If there are survivors, we will try to save them as much as possible." Thomas gave him a deep look, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and then he turned back a short distance, lying on the back door of the supermarket and started to pry Lock.

As for Martha, her eyes lit up after hearing the old man's words, and in the heavy rain, she took out a small notebook and recorded certain things with ghost-like shorthand symbols on it.

Doomsday psychological observation tour has begun.

The main force this time is the zombie fusion behemoth. The scattered little zombies are actually the atmosphere group and balloon ducks, but the natives don't know it, so their reactions should be quite real... (Unfinished) to be continued)