Travel through the apocalypse and save people under the heroine's hands

"It is indeed possible." As a person with the perspective of his previous life, Ling Xuan has actually always been on guard against those gunmen. It's a pity that this time, because there was no failure of the sausage processing factory mission, those people hid in the dark.

"But we have already shipped back a batch of guns. To be honest, the other side may not have an advantage in terms of weapons." Ou Minyan was not too worried.

"But who should use these guns? Before the end of the world, guns have always been the fuse of war. Even if the guns are given to our subordinates, they may not be uninvited." Chen Hefeng and Bai Zimu once encountered a shooting when they were traveling abroad. At that time, those people started a riot because they were dissatisfied with the government. Although they escaped afterwards, Chen Hefeng still hated guns. So even though their family had special channels, they only kept cold weapons in Bai Zimu's villa.

"Well, this is easy. Just install a self-destruct chip on them." Fu Bohuan said he was familiar with it.

Others: “…” Why do we think this is possible?

Mo Yuming coughed and asked him, "How long will it take to make the chip?"

"Then let's see how many of you there are?"

Mo Yuming looked at Ling Xuan.

Ling Xuan understood and replied, "We brought 385 guns. If each person has one, that would be 385 people."

"That will probably take about three days." Fu Bohuan estimated.

Mo Yuming never thought that one day he would actually agree with Crazy Fish's approach. It can only be said that the end of the world has changed him a little.

But just in case, adding this layer of insurance will make things more controllable.

"Then let's wait. If the management of the base comes back in these three days, perhaps we can find other ways." Instinctively, Mo Yuming still did not want to implant the chip. After all, taking this step would be equivalent to leaving the hearts of the people who were protecting the base.

Because everyone was too tired yesterday, no one left the base to carry out the mission today.

Since Fu Bohuan wanted to make chips, he went alone to the laboratory specially given to him at the base.

At night, Ling Xuan, Li Binyi, and Mo Yuming took a brief walk around the base and found that some parts of the base were severely damaged, especially since Hu Jiajun destroyed the planting area, and no staff had time to clean it up. The soil here had been dug up by someone, who might have hoped that there were still seeds of crops that had not died in the soil, but they did not realize that even if the seeds were still alive, without plant and water psychics, the crops would not survive.

Ling Xuan saw this scene and sneered: "This place cannot be saved after all."

"There's no way. Restoring order in the end times will definitely be a difficult process. What's more, construction is difficult, but destruction is easy." Mo Yuming had worked here before, and he didn't expect that those staff members would be killed so suddenly.

Perhaps, he won't be able to wait for another host to succeed, and may die in an accident at some point.

"No!" Ling Xuan suddenly said excitedly.

Hmm? What did Ling Xuan say he couldn't do? Did I just say that?

Mo Yuming was a little confused.

"It will be fine, we will all survive." Ling Xuan looked at Mo Yuming seriously, trying to convince him and himself.

"Are you too pessimistic?" Li Binyi could only make a judgment based on what he heard.

"That's true." Mo Yuming smiled at Ling Xuan soothingly.

After all, you are the protagonists, I believe you can win.

So, if I bet on you winning, I will also win.

Ling Xuan's heavy mood lightened again, and he thought: Okay, I believe you.

The next day, after a night's rest, everyone felt much better.

Anyway, it was not their turn to take care of the base for the time being, so Ling Xuan asked Mo Yuming: "Do you want to learn how to shoot?"

Hearing this, Mo Yuming's eyes lit up instantly, and he nodded quickly: "I want to."

"Then let's go out of the base to practice." Ling Xuan was well prepared and had already packed his backpack.

"Okay." Mo Yuming also put on his backpack.

The two accepted an outbound mission in the mission area, ignored the messy group of people in the mission area, and drove towards the gate of the base.

Not far from the base, Ling Xuan parked the car near a house. There were not many zombies here. And generally no one from the base would come here, so the fact that they had guns could be well hidden.

Mo Yuming took out the silver spear that Ling Xuan had given him last time.

Ling Xuan first taught him how to load bullets into the gun in the car. It was obviously a simple operation, but he treated Mo Yuming like a child and taught him step by step.

Mo Yuming was studying too seriously and didn't consider that Ling Xuan was taking the opportunity to keep touching his hand with his own.

After loading the bullets, Ling Xuan also took out an identical gun, got out of the car first, and said to Mo Yuming: "Come, I'll show you the moves."

Then, Ling Xuan locked onto a zombie that was running towards them quickly, loaded the gun, held the gun with both hands, spread his feet almost as wide as his shoulders, bent his knees slightly, stretched his arms out, and tucked his elbows together in a standard symmetrical triangle stance. He then pulled the trigger and shot the zombie in the head with a "bang".

"Come and try."

Mo Yuming also got out of the car. If Ling Xuan hadn't been standing next to him, the zombies wouldn't even come towards him.

Mo Yuming was about to load the gun, Ling Xuan helplessly pressed his hand that was about to load the gun and teased: "Although the gun has been loaded but not fired yet, you pointed the muzzle at me. I'm afraid you won't be able to control it and shoot me." After saying that, he exerted a little force with his hand and pointed the muzzle of Mo Yuming's pistol towards the direction of the zombies.

Mo Yuming felt a little embarrassed, mainly because he felt it was easier to load the gun from that direction and did not realize the danger.

Then he tentatively spread his legs and aimed at the zombies.

No, he couldn't get it right. The zombies were always moving, and now they were no longer the slow-moving zombies from the early days. They moved very fast.

"Can I change the target? I feel like I can't hit it." Mo Yuming wanted to cry but had no tears.

Ling Xuan used the thunder ball to kill the zombies that were approaching, and then said helplessly: "But in the future, you will use guns to deal with people and zombies, both of which can move."

Mo Yuming: That makes sense, but how can I go from squeezing paint to becoming a master of oil painting?

Ling Xuan came behind him and said softly: "I can help you hit it."

Without waiting for Mo Yuming to struggle, he adjusted his arms and shoulders, then used his feet to gently separate Mo Yuming's legs a little, and then pressed his body against Mo Yuming.

Mo Yuming:!!! Have you been waiting for this moment?

Ling Xuan behind him raised the corner of his lips: Yes!

However, Ling Xuan still stretched out his right hand seriously, adjusting the direction of Mo Yuming's gun holding both hands, and then said in a calm voice: "Don't be distracted, look at the target."

Mo Yuming had to turn his head again.

"You have to predict its movement trajectory. For example, the zombie is running towards us, but its direction is biased to the right. The bullet is very fast. If you want to hit it, you only need to predict two steps in advance. Just like this, shoot."

Mo Yuming subconsciously did as he was told and pulled the trigger.

"boom".

The bullet hit the zombie's cheekbone, just a little short of a headshot, but there was no crystal core on the cheekbone, so the zombie did not die.

Ling Xuan used the thunder ball to destroy the zombie again, and then touched Mo Yuming's head and encouraged him: "Almost, you did a good job."