My doomsday girl army

"Bang bang..." A

series of gunshots, Wal-Mart Center flagship store, a young man in his early 20s, dressed in a blood-stained storm jacket, hiking shoes, holding an assault rifle similar to "AK47" in one hand, shot a series of bullets towards the roof of the shed, and strode into the gate of Wal-Mart, "If you want to live, squat on the ground with your head in your hands, and if you are still standing for 5 seconds, die!" "Raising his hand was another series of gunshots.

Panic, screaming...

Hundreds of people in the supermarket were in a mess, most of them understood the words, squatted with their heads in their hands, and the rest of them were really weak legs and slumped on the ground.

In a peaceful and prosperous world, no one wants to stand and challenge the muzzle.

"10 minutes! I only have 10 minutes! I only have 10 minutes! The

young man muttered words that only he could hear, the countdown of his left wrist was still 9 minutes and 37 seconds, he strode into the supermarket shelf, holding a submachine gun in his right hand, and flicking his left palm at will over the rows of goods on the shelves, the rows of goods disappeared instantly, some daring to look up, they were all stunned, like ghosts!

"Don't move the people inside! We..." Four

or five uniformed security guards, armed with electric baton walkie-talkies, rushed into the supermarket gate in a panic, only to say half of the words, but saw that the young man suddenly turned around and raised his left hand, "Bump!" "Two sounds, the two security guards who rushed to the front, as if hitting the milky white glass door, leaned back, and smashed into the two companions behind them....

What is that?

At the entrance of the supermarket in front of him, a large milky white gas wall was blocked, and it was no longer possible to see the situation inside, and several security guards stood up in a hurry, smashing their fists and hitting with electric batons, any way would not help!

"I only have 10 minutes... 10 minutes! With

8 minutes and 11 seconds left in the countdown, Liu Xiaomo shook his head vigorously, until this moment, he still felt like he was dreaming, but even if it was a dream! Don't waste a second!

Wal-Mart Center flagship store, the first floor is close to 3000 square meters, Liu Xiaomo forced to improve his attention, full attention, looked around, less than 3 seconds... The condiment area is in the northeast corner!

Fly to the condiment area and lock on to the target at a glance! Salt! It's real table salt! After the end of the world, it is comparable to the salt of the golden sands!

The left hand couldn't help but clench violently, only he knew what this bag of salt represented! No hesitation! He flicked his left hand over the shelf full of salt, and once again, bags of salt disappeared out of thin air in an instant....

Salt, soy sauce, pickles, paprika, hot sauce, monosodium glutamate, sugar, curd, stinky tofu... Two trips, four rows of shelves, except for those vinegars, everything else disappeared....

"Get out of the way!"

There are 6 minutes and 19 seconds left in the countdown!

Time is precious, now time is money in the real sense, Liu Xiaomo quickly walked around another area, fired ten more bullets, and the crowd screamed and scattered... Let out 6 rows of shelves, these 6 rows are all kinds of canned food, canned meat, canned fruit, vacuum packed meat, ham sausages...

If the salt is golden sand, then these things must be called "golden pimples", golden pimples after the end of the world!

Striding back and forth through these 6 rows of shelves, the countdown is still 4 minutes and 02 seconds... The next target is the post-apocalyptic luxury goods of cigarettes and liquor! Then find the drinks area, over there in the southeast corner!

"Get out of the way for Lao Tzu! Get lost! Liu

Xiaomo roared! The crowd with his head in his hands, quickly screaming and scattering, he quickly rushed to the southeast corner, drinks and drinks, all kinds of precious liquor for two full trips, 4 rows, shelves full of dendeng...

"What about smoke! Don't you sell cigarettes in your supermarket? "

4 minutes and 19 seconds left! Liu Xiaomo strode to the cash register, grabbed a girl and yelled, "Laozi's time is running out!" Tell me right away where the smoke is?

With a scream, the cashier who was caught pointed to the outside of the cash register, "Smoke, smoke... There is a

tobacco and alcohol store there..." Wal-Mart supermarkets do not sell cigarettes, but on the side of the service desk, there is a small tobacco and alcohol store, and the two waitresses saw Liu Xiaomo rushing towards them in stride, screaming and running away... Liu Xiaomo doesn't care so much, as long as it is cigarettes and liquor, regardless of the price, all income space....

1 minute and 59 seconds left!

Rush into the supermarket! Dried fruits, chocolate, high-sugar foods, high-sugar drinks...

57 seconds!

Liu Xiaomo just wanted to turn around, and then rushed to another food area, and suddenly he saw a double-open white steel door in front of him, and the two big characters "warehouse" were painted on the doors on both sides!

Warehouse!

The submachine gun held in his left hand disappeared instantly, and his hands immediately revealed a two-meter-long air blade composed entirely of milky white gas! The air blade slashed several times, and the white steel gate shattered like tofu, and the body jumped violently and jumped into the gate...

51 seconds countdown....

"Table salt! Salt! Where the fuck is table salt? "

The big warehouse is also neatly arranged with all kinds of shelves, but the things here are all boxes of boxes... 29 seconds, 28 seconds, 27 seconds....

Drinks, instant noodles, ham sausages, nuts, chocolate... Boxes and boxes disappeared, but still did not find where the salt was!

21 seconds, 20 seconds....

this warehouse!

This warehouse was originally placed according to the type of goods, and finally found the dry adjustment area! Full box of old godmother chili sauce! A whole box of paprika, a whole box of soy sauce... Full box... Salt! This is a box of table salt! There are 11 seconds left!

10 seconds, 9 seconds, 8 seconds....

Boxes of table salt disappeared in front of Liu Xiaomo...

3 seconds, 2 seconds, 1 second...

Until the last second of the countdown, the last picture in front of Liu Xiaomo's eyes, a box of table salt disappeared under his left hand, and finally his eyes suddenly turned into a foggy milky white...

......

"Antibiotics, antibiotics that have not expired, 1 bullet and 1 tablet, cure all diseases!"

"Apple mobile phone, the latest new Apple mobile phone before the end of the world, 5 bullets to send the charger

..." "Hongta Mountain cigarettes, 1 bullet, only 9 ..." "

Old godmother chili sauce, and 4 months expired old godmother chili sauce, only 650 bullets, 650 bullets are sold at a low price!"

"Pepsi 100 bullets 1 can, fluttering shampoo family pack 2 bullets, toilet paper 1 bullet 1 roll, ladies towels 5 bullets a large package, day and night use to pick at will..."

Fallen Leaf City, the largest settlement of human survivors, looking at the familiar scene of the market in front of him, Liu Xiaomo knew that he was back...