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The old man who was lying on the ground waiting to die, when he heard that Hua Yang was willing to find food, his empty eyes glowed with a different look, like a drowning man suddenly catching a rotten tree, with mixed joy and sorrow.I dream of floating ashore with the rotten wood, but I am afraid that it will sink to the bottom of the river with the rotten wood.

Beside Lu Nan stood seven and a half children, with smiles on their dirty little faces, wooden shields on their thin and immature shoulders, and a gleaming dogleg knife with a polished blade in their hands It's extremely sharp.Their eyes are shining, full of longing and longing for the future.

Behind the children are twelve gray-haired old men, the oldest is 62 years old and the youngest is 51 years old.The long knives in everyone's hands were stained with rust, their eyes flickered, and their eyes were ashen. They didn't believe that Hua Yang could find food from the service station. The most correct way for humans to see a monster infected with the virus should be to turn around and run.

Hua Yang rubbed his nose, looked at the children, and then at the old man, he was full of vigor and lifeless at the same time.Despair is a terrible thing. Once it takes possession of the mind, they don't fight back and start resigning themselves to fate.

"Let's go!" Hua Yang didn't want to say anything more, and ran down the mountain with twenty people. The children spread their feet and ran like a gust of wind. The old people vigilantly stretched their heads like groundhogs and stared round their eyes. , as long as there is any trouble, they will immediately run into the fence.

After walking for 10 minutes, everyone only moved more than 300 meters.Hua Yang looked at the sun that was gradually shifting. According to this speed, he would not be able to reach the service station even after dark.Something has to be done.Hua Yang walked around the foot of the mountain and stood beside a pit. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he jumped down from the pit, thinking about the appearance of protective clothing and helmets, and took out 21 sets at once.Then he took out five bows and three hundred bows and arrows.

After placing them neatly, Hua Yang shouted: "You all come here!" The eight children ran to the edge of the pit without hesitation.The twelve old men looked puzzled and hesitated to move slowly. When they saw the children wearing helmets and protective clothing a few sizes larger, they quickened their pace, and their eyes, which were like stagnant water, were rippling.

The eight children were all wearing protective suits, the protective suits were two sizes larger and could cover the knees, the buttons were fastened, and the empty stomachs were fastened with armed belts, like wearing a skirt.Although the helmet is a bit empty on the head, tighten the lower leather buckle, press down the transparent mask in front of the face, and see the world through the mineral glass, which greatly increases the security.

Throwing out the rest of the protective clothing and helmet, Hua Yang also climbed out of the big pit, looking at the twelve old people standing in front of him, Hua Yang's face turned cold, and a cold snort came out of his nostrils, and the old people froze for a while. At a loss.Looking at the child, then at himself, a blush appeared on his dark face.

Hua Yang said: "I don't know what happened to you, it made you desperate and depressed, and you were all lifeless. The long knife used for survival was rusted. With your attitude, how can you survive in this world? ?” Hua Yang was preaching to others, but also encouraging himself.In this strange world, a hero is needed, and Hua Yang wants to play this hero.

Putting on the protective clothing, Hua Yang was full of energy, held his head high and continued to say: "What I need is a fighter who can fight and fight, not a timid coward. Look at these children, and then look at you! Shame or not, you are all old. Living on a dog? It’s not as good as a child who hasn’t grown up.”

Hua Yang glared at the words: "You all go back to the gathering place, the outside is too dangerous for cowards, go and call twelve children, let them put on protective clothing, I will take them to find food, and bring it back to you eat."

The more experience, the more pain.Among the survivors who survived, the ones who were hurt the most were not young adults or children, but these old people.Facing hordes of zombies, they became the burden of the young and strong, deceived by the young and strong with lies, and then abandoned in the barren mountains.Children have dreams, waiting for an impossible miracle.The old people have experienced the vicissitudes of life, know the cold and warm, and understand that the strong men who left will not come back. Their only mission is to wait for the weak to starve to death, and then dig a hole to bury them. wait to die.

Hua Yang's words were like sharp knives, piercing the hearts of these old people. The shame on their faces turned into anger. Looking at the crossbow in Hua Yang's hand, the old people dared not speak out. After all, Hua Yang was young and had a mysterious background. Who knows how many people are behind him.

"I'll go with you!" An old man with a red nose stood up first, and said with a wave of his hand, "It's a big deal to throw the old bones in the pile of zombies, and let the dolls rush ahead."

Hearing what the old man said, a few more old people stood up: "Fighting with them, I lost a scar on my head, and I will be a good man again after 18 years." As the anger burned in the pupils of the old people, despair and laziness Disappeared, a sense of pride rose in my heart, forgetting that they were the burden of being abandoned by the young and strong, and becoming the patron saint of the children.

"Okay! Very good!" Hua Yang looked at the pride of the old people, and said emotionally: "Put on the protective clothing and go with me." Hua Yang's blood rushed to his heart, and he waved his hand and shouted: " Kill monsters and grab food!"

"Kill the monster, grab the food!" "Kill the monster, grab the food!" "Kill the monster, grab the food!" The three slogans became louder and louder, and everyone's morale gradually increased.

Hua Yang watched everyone put on protective clothing and helmets, and took out five bows from the bottom of the pit and asked, "Who will shoot arrows?"

The red-nosed Zhang Yan looked at the long bow in Hua Yang's hand, and couldn't help but ask, "Is it a recurve bow?"

Hua Yang handed the bow to the thin old man: "Try it, can you draw it?"

With a touch of excitement, Zhang Yan took the longbow from Hua Yang with both hands, stroked the pure white bow body, held the bow with his palm, and threw out an arrow with the other hand, resting it on the bow string, the palm of his hand slowly With force, the bowstring of the half moon is pulled into a full moon.Zhang Yan stared at the dead tree a hundred paces away and said, "I shot that branch!" He loosened his fingers, whoosh!The bow and arrow soared into the sky, flew towards the dead tree, and nailed to the trunk with a bang.

A faint blushing appeared on Zhang Yan's face. He was aiming at the third tree on the left. When he shot the arrow, he tilted his hand. As a result, the feathered arrow was nailed to the fourth tree on the left. The difference was too far. !He quickly laughed at himself and said: "It's been a long time since I practiced, and my hands may not be accurate. I used to be the coach of the provincial sports school's archery team!"

Lu Nan also said to Hua Yang: "Uncle Zhang is really a coach! I have seen the trophy at his home, and he once won the national No.3."

There are all kinds of talents in the crowd in the last days. Hua Yang didn't expect that he was so lucky to meet the coach of the archery team of the sports school. He handed the remaining four bows and arrows to Zhang Yan and said, "Uncle Zhang, I will give you an hour , You pick four people to teach, just a little bit of accuracy, you are in charge of blocking, and I am in charge of shooting." Hua Yang said and clapped the crossbow in his hand.

Hua Yang's confidence comes from the accuracy of the crossbow. A wound crossbow is easier to control than a bow. With the addition of a scope, as long as the hand is steady, choose a ruler according to the distance.But the bow cannot be hung, and it depends entirely on the strength of the arm, and the arm will inevitably tremble. Aiming depends on the sight and feeling, and a little tremor will cause a large error.

Zhang Yan watched Hua Yang take out five bows and arrows as if by magic, and his heart was burning for a while!Although the recurve bow is not as powerful as the compound bow, it can penetrate the human body at a distance of 50 meters.Moreover, attacking with long-range weapons has a psychological advantage. Shooting cold arrows from 50 meters away is more lethal than slashing with a knife face to face.Humans infected with the virus move very slowly, which is equivalent to shooting arrows at wooden posts, and the chances of winning are greatly increased!

The other four younger elders stretched their bows and set their arrows one after another. Under Zhang Yan's guidance, they quickly mastered the essentials of shooting arrows. As long as the hands are steady and calm, they aim at the target and draw the bows fully. Although there will be some errors when the hands are loosened , but it can also be shot on a dead tree 30 meters away. This kind of accuracy is acceptable.

After each shot more than 40 arrows, there were beads of sweat on their faces. They didn't even eat grass roots and bark for three or four days, and their bodies had long since lost their energy.

Zhang Yan's lips were white and he was out of breath. He sat on the ground and looked at Hua Yang and said, "No way! Everyone hasn't eaten for a few days, so even if they go to the service station, they don't have the strength to shoot their bows and arrows."

"What do you say?" Hua Yang looked at Zhang Yan, feeling that there was something in Zhang Yan's words.Zhang Yan took a breath and said, "Lu Heping still has a few dead dough pancakes in his hand. We have to come over to satisfy our hunger first. If we have energy, we can set up a service station."

Hua Yang touched his nose with his hand and said, "Since Lu Heping has dead pancakes, why didn't he take them out just now?"

Zhang Yan who asked this question was speechless, and Lu Nan showed a trace of shame on his face: "Brother Hua Yang, grandpa doesn't quite believe you, those dead pancakes are dry food, in case zombies surround you, everyone can eat some when fleeing. I can run farther and faster." Said Lu Nan flattened his lips: "I wanted to give you a piece, but grandpa refused."

Hua Yang grinned. In a place where materials are scarce, even grass roots and tree bark are precious. Pieces of dead pancakes naturally become life-saving stocks.

Zhang Yan gasped and said, "That's because Lu Heping doesn't know your strength and sincerity." As he spoke, Zhang Yan clapped the recurve bow in his hand: "With these five bows and twenty sets of protective clothing, Lao Lu will Give us something to eat."

Hua Yang sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the sun in the sky, it should be three o'clock in the afternoon, it will be dark at eight o'clock in the evening, time is running out!

Lu Nan volunteered: "I'll go and tell my grandpa that this place is not far from the meeting place, half an hour at the most, I will definitely bring back the dead dough pancakes." As he spoke, Hua Yang held onto his helmet and walked away to the meeting place regardless of whether Hua Yang agreed or not. run.

Looking at the running back of Lu Nan, he is like a juvenile tiger running wildly for survival. It does not have a strong body, sharp minions, and rich hunting experience, but it knows what is right and how to fight for it. That's enough!As long as he is allowed to grow, he is destined to be the king of the forest.

"Get up! Get up!" Hua Yang waved the crossbow in his hand: "Go! Go towards the service station, we can't stop, we must bring the food back before dark." The group got up one after another, walking firmly The footsteps continue to move forward.

When Lu Nan caught up from the horizon, he took out the warm pancakes from his bosom.Everyone shared it and ate it. Hua Yang chewed the fishy noodle cake and suddenly realized how delicious it was.