Global Cataclysm: Start building a floating island

He waved away the smoke and dust that filled the air, and then entered the mall through the messy debris.

Lin Ye entered the shop on one side and just stepped through the door, but before he could see clearly what was inside, a pistol suddenly appeared in front of him.

At this time, a woman wearing a black sweatshirt emerged from under the clothes rack.

Looking at those trembling hands, Lin Ye was worried for the girl: "What, don't be nervous, I'm here to save you!"

While speaking, he quietly sniffed the muzzle of the gun, but did not smell a trace of gunpowder.

This pistol is just a deterrent without ammunition!

But just now he clearly heard gunshots coming from here.

Could it be that there are other people in this shop or shopping mall?

Through the messy hair on her forehead, the woman carefully looked at the equipment on Lin Ye's body, and she tentatively said:

"Are you the owner of that shelter down the street?"

Unexpectedly, the first question she asked was this question.

Lin Ye took a deep look at her, then nodded: "Well, that's right!"

After the woman heard the answer, her eyes trembled and her emotions suddenly became excited.

She took a step closer with the gun and shouted at the top of her lungs: "It was you who killed my companion! It was you!"

As Lin Ye thought, they were indeed the same group of people.

"Sorry, this is not my problem, it's your companions who didn't mind their own hands!"

He spread his hands and responded. Although his expression did not change, murderous intent gradually emerged in his heart.

"If you put down your gun and talk properly, I may be able to take you into the shelter. There are plenty of supplies there. Not only can you take a nice hot bath, but you can also have a good sleep on the two-meter-wide bed!"

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Before he finished speaking, Lin Ye stepped forward and stood in front of the woman with his gun in his hand: "What do you think?"

There was a smile in the corners of his eyes, but his eyes were calm and so deep that it sent chills down your back.

The woman's eyes hesitated for a moment, then lowered her head, not daring to look directly into his eyes again.

She thought carefully for a moment and suddenly felt that Lin Ye's proposal was not bad.

My companion is already dead, so what's the use of worrying about it anymore?

How to survive in the apocalypse is the most important issue to consider right now!

But just when she was about to agree, a panicked man suddenly appeared from behind the cashier. He held a pistol tightly, pointed at Lin Ye and shouted:

"Put down your weapons!"

Seeing this situation, Lin Ye couldn't help but frowned.

It's not that I was frightened by this guy's sudden appearance, but I was wondering why he didn't hold back for a few more minutes.

Lin Ye raised his hands to show surrender, and then said with a smile: "No, brother, we can share resources, don't do it so cruelly!"

After hearing this, the man grinned a few times, but there was a hint of morbid enthusiasm in his eyes:

"Why share it? If I kill you, won't I have everything?"

"Brother Liu!" When the woman saw this, she shouted eagerly.

But the man didn't listen to the dissuasion at all, and became even more angry:

"Shut up for me. If I weren't here, would you just go to the shelter with him?"

"Please wait a moment, my surname is not Wang!" Lin Ye joked, but the smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

He looked at the man's trembling hands and said indifferently: "The 9mm caliber Type 92 pistol is only used in the army. Where did you get it from?"

Hearing this, the man subconsciously looked towards the pistol in his hand.

Taking advantage of this gap, Lin Ye quickly approached the woman next to him, raised her hand holding the gun body, and pressed the magazine latch to disengage the magazine.

At the same time, the other hand followed closely, pulling the pistol sleeve to remove the bullet from the chamber.

The action was completed in one go, taking less than a second.

And as he expected, there was not a single bullet in the gun, and this woman was risking her life to cover herself.

The man on the other side also reacted and pressed the trigger instantly, but Lin Ye was already hiding behind the woman.

Gunshots were heard inside and outside the store at the same time.

The man was shot several times and fell straight to the ground, twitching and breathing his last breath.

A bunch of blood splattered on the woman's chest, her eyes widened, and she was speechless.

Lin Ye stood up straight again, picked up the shotgun on the ground, and fired several shots directly in the direction of the cashier without aiming.

"Bang"

Loud noises reverberated in the shop, and the wooden counter was smashed into pieces.

When the smoke cleared, the man lying in the mess was completely lifeless.

The woman next to Lin Ye softened and slowly fell to the ground. A bright red color gradually spread on her black sweater.

The bullet entered her abdomen and penetrated her right lung. She was afraid she wouldn't survive long.

Lin Ye squatted next to her and said with regret:

"Why bother? If you two had a better attitude, I might, maybe, probably let you enter the shelter. Now that it's like this, I'm very sorry..."

Before she could finish speaking, the woman stopped breathing.

Lin Ye shook his head, turned around and looked at the frightened Qin Lie behind him, and said seriously: "See, this is the end!"

Qin Lie put down his gun, wiped away the fine sweat on his forehead, and then nodded heavily.

As the saying goes, if you don’t seek death, you won’t die.

The two people lying on the ground obviously did not understand this truth.

Although the mess has been dealt with, the things behind it don't seem to be that simple.

Lin Ye still didn't know why this group of people came here, not to mention there were so many zombies wandering on the road, wasn't this looking for death?

He walked to the bloody man, picked up the military Type 92 pistol that had fallen aside, and observed it carefully.

In fact, in a doomsday disaster, it is not surprising that survivors can find guns.

After all, when troops fight zombies, there will inevitably be some casualties, and the equipment left on the battlefield will naturally be picked up by some lucky guys.

Lin Ye continued to explore the man's body, hoping to find some other clues.

After a while, he found a map of Yancheng City area from the man.

The map was half broken and the paper was soaked with blood, but even so, the simple markings on it could still be seen.

Based on the information marked above, Lin Ye guessed that this group of people seemed to want to go deep into the city to search for supplies, and ended up coming all the way to this place.

In addition, there is a place on the edge of the map where several red circles are painted repeatedly, which is completely different from other crossed marks.

Is it their temporary shelter?

Lin Ye frowned and carefully inspected the spot stained red with blood.

However, the next second, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Initially, the crisis response team issued a combat map to each unit ordered to intercept zombies.

The map not only shows the garrison locations of each unit, but also the set evacuation routes and subsequent missile bombing points.

Mainly for unified dispatch, and secondly, if a certain unit is in crisis, the nearest brother unit can be dispatched to rescue.

The thing in Lin Ye's hand was a combat map from a certain army.

The location marked by a circle on the map is a temporary stronghold established by this unit, located in the southwest corner of Yancheng, mainly to prevent the spread of zombies in this direction.

But why do these survivors have this map in their hands?

According to the previously agreed time point, all troops stationed in Yancheng should have evacuated by this time.

Could it be that because the troops left in a hurry, they didn't have time to take away many things?

This is obviously impossible. When the plan was first made, enough time was reserved for everyone.

Lin Ye put away the map and his eyes inadvertently fell on the Type 92 pistol beside him.

He felt vaguely uneasy: Are these guns really picked up?