I made myself the protagonist

After a day of hard work and various battles along the way, the enhanced suits worn by everyone were already stained with the stinking blood of zombies. Coupled with the sultry summer heat, even a few girls exuded an indescribable smell. The sour taste.

Therefore, after hearing what Shen Tinglan said, everyone was overjoyed and ran upstairs with their equipment, ready to take a bath and sleep comfortably.

Shen Tinglan and Zhao Sicheng were in charge of the downstairs, while Ling Yun and Wei Chongming stayed on the second floor, monitoring the situation in the distance through the windows on the north and south sides.

After the lights were turned off, in the dark corridor on the second floor, Ling Yun sat half-body against the window sill, holding his chin in boredom, shaking his left leg and looking out the window in a daze. Wei Chongming turned on the flashlight and crossed his legs happily. Sitting on the floor, he was playing with the awm in his hand with great interest. It looked like he wanted to hold it and sleep with him.

After the adjustment was completed, Wei Chongming knelt down on one knee, put the butt of the gun against his chest, held the gun body with his left hand, and pulled the trigger with his right hand. He concentrated on looking through the sight and lying next to the window, posing for a while. Finally, he leaned the gun against the wall with satisfaction.

Ling Yun glanced at him and saw that the other person was stroking the gun body with a silly look on his face. He couldn't help but feel funny: "I like it so much."

"No, when I saw it, I felt the sniper spirit in my body awakened."

As he spoke, Wei Chongming's eyes shone with a strange light, and the feeling he gave Ling Yun was different from the silly impression he had when they first met. Suddenly interested in this little cannon fodder, Ling Yun asked him: "Your marksmanship is so good, what happened before? Have you practiced?"

"Of course, you have to practice hard for many years."

Wei Chongming raised his head proudly and said to him: "When I was in college, I also participated in the amateur team organized by my seniors, played in the Hundred Cities League and entered TGA. Unfortunately, it was only a little bit, and finally stopped in the semi-finals... otherwise , I guess he is a professional player now.”

Ling Yun pinched his eyebrows and said helplessly: "I'm not talking about games."

"How is that possible?!"

After reacting, Wei Chongming's eyes widened: "This is the first time I have encountered a real gun. I didn't know how to use it at first. Brother Shen, Brother Zhao and the others taught me step by step. But then again, this is nothing like in the game. The difference is, if you pay a little more attention after you get started, you can still hit the target accurately."

Ling Yun stared at Wei Chongming in disbelief, and then he truly believed that there were indeed people with extraordinary talents in the world.

When I think of the survivor who returns, he will be given a special gift by the space. In the future, he will have superpowers. With this terrifying talent, he will shine in later missions and group battles; and Wei Chongming, maybe, too. He turned around and became an indispensable role.

It seemed that this time he was a blind cat and a dead rat. Ling Yun did not expect that saving Wei Chongming would lead to such unexpected gains.

"Brother Ling, what are you thinking about?" Wei Chongming waved his hand at him.

Ling Yun came back to his senses, looked at the other person, and said, "It's okay, I just feel like you are doing well. With more skills, there is more hope for survival."

"I still want to thank you and Brother Shen."

Wei Chongming stood up slowly, patted his shoulder and said: "The moment I fell from the building, I thought I was dead. Who would have thought that you would jump down and give me a hand regardless of the danger..."

Wei Chongming's eyes were full of sincerity. He stared at Ling Yun and said seriously: "The fall from the building, the shooting of the smoker, and the previous encounters on the street. You saved me three times along the way. From then on, I swear, I recognize you as the big brother. No matter what you do or say in the future, I will be on the same side as you, support you, and support you."

"Am I...picking up a younger brother?" Ling Yun looked at the other party blankly, unable to react for a moment.

Wei Chongming smiled at him and said with a grin: "That's right. Having said that, I should give my life to you for saving my life. If you don't dislike my sharp eyes and sharp sword..."

"Stop it, I don't want to fight with you on the bayonet." Ling Yun waved his hand in disgust. After he finished speaking, both of them couldn't help laughing.

Ling Yun discovered that Wei Chongming had an unexpected affinity with him. Although he did not have the same soul bond as Shen Tinglan, he also had amazing similarities in interests and hobbies, including some views on things. The two chatted happily, but in the blink of an eye, they became boring. The two hours of vigil were passed by in this way.

The second shift was led by three girls, Song Yiyang, Scar Man and Tang Yao. Seeing that the time was up, Tang Yao took the lead and walked out of the room with a flashlight.

"It's really suffocating me. I'm going to go to the toilet first and I'll be right back to get my stuff."

Wei Chongming clutched his stomach and hurriedly ran to the bathroom. Tang Yao smiled and nodded. Ling Yun glanced at the corridor and didn't see the other two girls. He couldn't help but ask each other: "Where are the others?"

"Xiaoxue and the others are still changing clothes." Tang Yao pointed to the clean enhanced clothes on her body and said, "We took a bath and wiped the enhanced clothes by the way. Oh yes, don't tell Brother Shen, after all Those clothes were so smelly and so tight that it was really uncomfortable to sleep in them."

"It's okay, it's safe now."

Ling Yun expressed his understanding of them and immediately jumped down from the window sill to make room for Tang Yao. Seeing that the others had not arrived yet, Ling Yun could not help but go back to the house first and left the other girl in the dark corridor.

So, he simply decided to wait a little longer.

Tang Yao secretly took a look at Ling Yun beside her, but she didn't expect that he hadn't left yet. Guessing that he was worried about keeping watch alone, Tang Yao felt warm in her heart.

Remembering that she had just woken up with messy hair, Tang Yao hurriedly tidied up her bangs and temples. Her hair, which had just been bathed, exuded a faint fragrance, which instantly penetrated Ling Yun's nose. .

Ling Yun smelled himself and took a few steps back in embarrassment: "My clothes are all caked with salt, and the smell is quite sour. You just washed it and it smells good. I'd better stay away from you, so as not to worry about it." Smells you."

When he turned around, his eyes happened to meet with Tang Yao's.

For no reason, my heart skipped a beat. It was the first time in my life that I felt like that. It was like the whole world was tumbling around you, from the inside out, and you were floating in the air.中.The only thing that can bind you and prevent you from floating away is those eyes.

At this moment, Tang Yao finally understood this passage written by Delin van Draanan in "Pumping Heart".

Although it was not the right time, she could clearly feel that her heart was like a calm lake that suddenly rippled, unable to calm down for a long time.

I don’t know when, but no matter where Ling Yun is, I can’t help but look at him.

It was as if they were connected together by a magical power. Even if she faced danger, as long as he was there, Tang Yao would feel inexplicably at ease.

At this moment, Tang Yao was finally convinced that although it sounded ridiculous and crazy, she just fell in love with this boy whom she had only known for less than a day.

Tang Yao was moved by his kindness despite his brave and decisive character, and his carefulness and gentleness under his seemingly rough personality.

"Ling Yun, why don't you go back and rest? There is still a tough battle to be fought tomorrow. Don't show off." At this time, Shen Tinglan and Zhao Sicheng changed shifts and went to the second floor together. After seeing Ling Yun, Shen Tinglan Tinglan opened his mouth and asked the other party.

"I know. Liu Xue and the others are still preparing and will change shifts soon." Ling Yun said hello to Shen Tinglan.

"That's it." Shen Tinglan understood, smiled, said good night to the two of them, and then returned to his room.

Now only Ling Yun and Tang Yao were left in the corridor. In the darkness, Tang Yao covered her hot cheeks and felt her heart beating fast.

Thinking of the difficult battle he would face tomorrow, it was still unknown whether he could survive. When life and death were at stake, Tang Yao did not want to die with any regrets.

She finally summoned up the courage, took a deep breath, and asked Ling Yun: "By the way, that...Brother Ling, what do you think of me...me?"

"Huh?" Ling Yun was a little confused. When he saw Tang Yao stumbling over his words and looking at a loss, he immediately realized something was wrong.

Watching Shen Tinglan leave, as a writer with a keen sense of smell, he has never eaten pork and has seen pigs running away?

Tang Yao's behavior clearly shows that she has someone she likes!

I really have you, Shen Tinglan!

Good guy, the male protagonist is the male protagonist, he attracts bees and butterflies no matter where he goes.

But it's no wonder that no matter what, Shen Tinglan is a handsome protagonist who perfectly meets the standards of online novels. Coupled with various dazzling performances along the way, it is normal for girls to like him.

Ling Yun was like an old father who saw his pigs could eat cabbage, feeling filled with emotion.