Law of Fire

　　 From the moment the Aren’s supernatural power was killed, the battlefield suddenly became quiet for a moment.

　　 got up and reinserted the short spray into his belt. He first picked up the pistol, changed the magazine and then inserted the pistol into the holster, finally picked up the rifle and replaced it with a new magazine.

　　 When he stood up again with his rifle, he didn't see any targets that could be shot. The deserters in the distance were still shooting, but the deserters who hid in the tobacco field crawled and fled quickly.

　　Wang Zihao was using a light machine gun to fire at the fleeing deserters. Everyone was shooting at the swaying tobacco, and he had no intention of stopping there.

　　 took aim several times, and finally gave up firing because he couldn't see the target.

　　 "Casefire!"

　　 Wang Zihao finally called for a ceasefire, and the gunshots stopped abruptly, but he seemed to feel the echo of gunshots in his ears.

　　 A battle started suddenly, and then stopped abruptly.

　　 Now I can hear the moans faintly, the deserters did not take their injured people away, but stayed in place, and then at this moment, Gao Qi heard the moans nearby. "

　　 Wang Zihao said loudly: "Is everything going on?"

　　 A very depressed voice said: "Old Fu seems to have been shot."

　　 raised his head and turned to look at the machine gun position in front of him on the right. One person in that machine gun position was burnt to charcoal by the superpower, and the other had long been silent.

　　Wang Zihao was silent for a moment, and then he calmly said: "It's probably not saved. Old Zhou will go down to cook. Just cook for four people, but make more dry food."

　　 A man wearing a white apron stood up. He clapped his hands and said calmly, "Yes, I see."

　　Lao Zhou left from the machine gun position on the roof. At this time, Wang Zihao said loudly: "Captain Gao, go see if Lao Fu is dead."

　　 rose up in a daze, and then he quickly said: "Me? Oh, okay, I'll go and see."

When 　　 got up on the roof of the machine gun position, he just pushed open the cover and saw a blood-stained person staring at him.

There is an unreal feeling, an unpleasant burnt smell, there is a smoking corpse in the machine gun position, right at the shooter position of the heavy machine gun, and beside the heavy machine gun, a chest is full of blood. The man is lying on the ground.

　　 raised up and subconsciously reached out to hold down the wound of the wounded, but he really didn't know what to do next.

"How's it going?"

　　Wang Zihao yelled, swallowed with difficulty, and then he said loudly: "Not dead, he is injured."

　　 "Where did you fight?"

　　 "Chest, lungs, right?"

　　 The wounded man’s mouth kept blowing blood, and there was a pile of blood on the place where he was shot in his chest. It should have been shot in the lungs.

　　Wang Zihao was silent for a moment, and then he said loudly: "Is it dying?"

　　 angrily said: "What are you talking about, let someone help me carry him down!"

　　 Wang Zihao did not make a sound. After waiting for ten seconds, he suddenly said: "Captain Gao, can you help me?"

　　 "What can I do for you!"

Gao Qi yelled out of anger, and then he listened to Wang Zihao calmly saying: "Those who are shot in the lungs will not survive, and will only suffer more. You can give him a shot in the head, or in your heart. Okay, help don't let Old Fu suffer."

　　 Gao Qi was extremely shocked, he opened his mouth to curse, but only made a meaningless rant.

　　 Lao Fu is not dead, but he can hardly speak, and his body has been twisting slightly in pain, but after Wang Zihao finished speaking, he stopped twisting, and nodded slightly in anticipation of Gao Qi.

　　 I can see Lao Fu's mouth open and close, but there is no sound, but I don't know whether he is asking for help or begging to kill him, which makes him very at a loss.

　　At this time, Wang Zihao said again: "Aren't you going to be able to do it? Then, Captain Gao, please help watch the deserted people and let me go."

　　 raised his eyes and closed his eyes, he took a breath, and then he opened his eyes and said to Lao Fu: "If you want me to help you end the pain, wink, shut up if you don't want to die."

　　 Lao Fu closed his mouth immediately, and then started blinking.

　　 sighed high, he drew the pistol and pointed it at Lao Fu's head, but after hesitating, he put the gun against Lao Fu's heart.

　　 turned his face aside, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, raised up and pulled the trigger.

There was a gunshot, as if blood splashed on his face. He lifted up and let go of his left hand covering the wound. Holding the gun in his right hand, he wiped his left face with the sleeve of his right arm, and then he sat back against the sandbag. Go down.

　　 Looking up at Lao Fu, now Lao Fu is motionless, with relief on his face.

　　 A scorched corpse, a corpse covered in blood, stood up and looked at the two corpses blankly. He turned his head to the side, then blocked his eyes with his right arm, and began to cry silently.

　　 "Captain Gao, Captain Gao? Have you done it? Then I won't go there, thank you."

　　 He didn't answer, he felt blocked now, his heart was blocked, his throat was blocked, and he couldn't breathe.

　　 Now there is no one talking, and there is no voice. After a long, long time, the tears that have been raised up have drained, and the mood has calmed down, Lao Zhou finally said below: "I have eaten."

　　 stood up high, he saw Wang Zihao still in the machine gun position, while the other heavy machine gun shooter was facing behind.

　　 Wang Zihao turned his head and saw Gao Qi. He smiled and said loudly: "Captain Gao will go down for dinner first, and you and Lao Zhou will come up for us later."

　　 can't eat anymore, so he shook his head and said loudly, "You eat first, I'll stare."

　　 "Chen Rui, you have to eat first."

　　 The heavy machine gun shooter stood up, and then he left the roof. At this time, Wang Zihao continued to look at the tobacco field and said loudly, "Captain Gao, or you come to me."

　　 got up and stood up immediately. Without daring to look at the two bodies, he bowed his head and walked off the roof.

　　 Wang Zihao's door was not closed, and he went up directly to the roof, and then he turned his back directly to Wang Zihao, scanning the area he could see.

　　 "Captain Gao, have you... met the deserters before?"

　　 "I have never killed anyone before."

　　 The mutant is not a human, but a monster, so it’s not wrong to say that he has never killed anyone, but his answer is not what he asked, but it perfectly answers Wang Zihao’s question.

　　 "You are the fastest person I have ever seen to adapt to the wilderness, really."

I don’t know if it’s a high praise, Wang Zihao continued: "I forgot just now, you should not be used to this kind of scene. He suffered a lot less sin."

　　 raised up and exhaled softly, and whispered: "You're welcome."

Suddenly, Wang Zihao talked a lot, and he continued to whisper: "I couldn't do it when I first came. I can only adapt after watching a dozen people die. Captain Gao, I think you are someone who can make great things. Really. You can definitely make a big deal. I really didn't expect you to kill the supernatural being. You saved us, and now I can't believe I can survive."

　　 He could hear someone groaning faintly, he whispered: "What sound is this?"

"Oh, deserter, he can't go away if he's injured, no one can save him and he can't get rid of himself. He can only wait to die. If he is shot in the lung, then he may have to wait two hours to die, if he is shot in the stomach. , Sometimes it can last four or five hours without dying."

　　 "Why didn't it get shot elsewhere?"

　　 "Oh, if I am shot in my arm or leg, I will run away if I can move. If I can't run, I can give myself a shot. If I can't run, I can't solve it by myself. Basically, I am shot in the lung or stomach."

　　 exhaled loudly, and then he suddenly said, "Do you want to kill him?"

"It sounds annoying, but if you can't see where it is, let him suffer a bit more. You can wait until tomorrow morning to collect the corpse. By this time tomorrow, he will definitely be dead. It's safe. You can't go there now. Wait. You get close and give you a shot and a back cushion. This kind of thing is quite common."

Gao Qi didn't know what to say, and Wang Zihao continued to babble: "I didn't expect that there are really supernatural beings. This bunch of deserters must have arrived last night. They even got into the tobacco field and waited in advance, and the barbed wire was also outside. They must have dug a bunker and prepared so well. This group of people didn't want to take the bullet and leave. Fortunately, you killed the superpower, otherwise it's all over, um, it's all over."

　　 "Do we all grow tobacco?"

　　 "There is a lot of tobacco, as well as pumpkins, sweet potatoes, potatoes, and Chinese cabbage. It will take a few days to grow, but this cold wave is all over, but sweet potatoes and potatoes can still be harvested."

　　 "Can't the tobacco leaves be used anymore? Although they are frozen, they can still be smoked?"

　　 "No, the temperature was too low, and it was all frozen to death. This batch of tobacco leaves have not yet reached the maturity picking period, and the amount of nicotine is too low to use."

　　 Gao Qi didn't know what to say, but he didn't want to talk about fighting, the deserted people, or the supernatural beings. After thinking about it, he said with emotion: "Then...what are we doing next?"

　　 "Well, all the tobacco leaves are pulled out and changed to other types. I don't know how long the cold wave will last. If it is too late, I will plant winter wheat and cabbage.

　　 "I mean what else can I do today?"

　　 "Today, if you bury Lao Fu and them today, there is nothing else to do. Tomorrow, we will bury the bodies of the deserted people. They just planed the hole and we will save trouble."

　　 Gao Qi still wants to talk, but he really doesn't know what to say.

　　 Soon, Lao Zhou, who was cooking, walked out of the canteen. He went to the roof silently, and after holding up his rifle, he whispered: "Chairman, let's have dinner."

　　 Wang Zihao turned around and raised his voice softly: "Go, eat."

　　 Gao Qi followed Wang Zihao silently, into the kitchen and dining hall.

There are dozens of stools scattered in the canteen. There is only one small table. There are two stacked rice bowls on the small table. On the shelf next to the small table, there is a black lacquered pot and a plastic steamed bun. Pots, there are a few pairs of chopsticks and a few aluminum pots.

　　 There is noodle soup in the pot, and there are a lot of black meat in the soup.

　　 He didn't want to eat. Although he was really hungry in the middle of the night last night, the meat in the noodle soup reminded him of the scorched corpse, and then he realized that he really didn't want to eat now.

　　 "I won't eat anymore."

Wang Zihao didn't say a word. He filled an aluminum pot with a spoon, then took the pot and poured the rest of the noodle soup into another pot. The two aluminum pots were just full, but there was just no left in the pot. .

　　 put an aluminum basin on the small table, Wang Zihao picked up two steamed buns, he handed a steamed bun to the raised place, and then said with a serious face: "Eat!"

　　 He raised his hand and knocked out the steamed bun in Wang Zihao's hand, then he roared, "I said I can't eat it. Didn't you hear it?"

Wang Zihao put the steamed bun in his other hand in front of Gao Qi's eyes, and then he said seriously: "After eating this meal, I still don’t know when to eat the next one, and I don’t know if I can eat the next one. Meal, if you don’t want to die and be a starving ghost~www.wuxiaspot.com~ then don’t miss any chance to be full!"

　　 got up and panted badly. He stared at Wang Zihao in a daze, but Wang Zihao remained motionless while holding his steamed bun.

　　 raised his head and turned his head to the side. He saw the steamed bun that he had knocked to the ground. He walked over and picked up the steamed bun from the ground. After rubbing his left hand on the clothes, he took a pair of chopsticks and sat at the small table.

　　 took a bite of the steamed bun, and took a bite of the dark meat.

　　 The noodles are very light, almost without salty taste. The meat is very hard and has an indescribable taste. Even if you can rarely eat the meat, you still find it unpalatable.

　　 He felt like vomiting, not because the meat tasted bad, but because he thought of the burned corpse again.

　　 But Gao Qi finally endured the nausea and forced himself to eat everything.

Wang Zihao sat on the opposite side of the tower. He didn't eat quickly. He watched as he gobbled up the food. He slowly said, "This is wild boar. It's not very delicious, but you can't eat it in the city." "

　　 He lifted up and swallowed the contents of his mouth with difficulty. He nodded and said, "It's not tasty, but it's nutritious."

Wang Zihao smiled. He looked at him and said, "I killed someone for the first time. It took two days to eat. I didn't feel hungry at the time. I just felt weak. I only found out when I started eating. I'm dying of hunger."

　　 raised the bowl and took a sip of the noodle soup, then he gasped and said, "Needless to say, I know, there are only four of us left. Now we definitely can't be hungry so that our legs are weak, does that mean?"

　　Wang Zihao nodded, and he said seriously: "Captain Gao, it is a good thing for you to adapt to the wasteland so quickly. It's really a good thing. Unlike me, it's too late when I understand what the wasteland is."