After Egger expertly emptied the magazine, he removed the magazine and slowly reloaded it.
After losing the cohesive effect of the commander, these infected people are just a bunch of loose wooden people who will just stand there and eat bullets.
After several rounds of fighting, Egger had already eliminated the infected people near the road. He asked Joanna to press the horn hard, and then attracted the infected people all over the mountains and plains. The car pulled back and continued to shoot after reaching a safe distance. .
There were no twists and turns this time, and the progress was very fast. By noon, Egger had already used up a dozen magazines, and only those infected who were scattered far away were left.
Egger threw the gun in his hand into the cargo compartment. He was tired of fighting. So everyone returned to the billboard and climbed up with their big backpacks.
When you are not sure whether the surrounding area is safe, resting here is the wisest choice. At least you don’t have to worry about being happily eating and suddenly being attacked by an infected person.
As a result, both outposts were activated.
The food for lunch is the hard steamed buns I brought yesterday.
People can't be arrogant and extravagant just after getting a good job.
Canned food is an emergency food that can be stored for a long time. It is enough to taste it, but it can also be eaten as a meal.
However, an idea came to Aige's mind. If he could capture such a warehouse supermarket, he wouldn't be able to eat canned food every day until he died.
What a great idea, but that's what all the survivors thought.
Fortunately, the infected people's intelligence is not high enough, otherwise they could just sit back and wait, but they would have to catch many survivors who came to steal the cans.
After lunch, Iger felt sleepy for a long time. He could hold on, but his head was heavy. He didn't sleep well at night. The most uncomfortable part was not in the morning, but in the afternoon.
Egger shook his head, walked to the iron escalator, and climbed to the top floor. Maybe if he could get some more air on it, he would wake up a bit.
The wind on the top of the billboard was very strong. After Iger faced the cool breeze for a while, although he still felt sleepy, his brain did come back with some clarity.
Egg heard the sound of the ladder. He turned his head and saw Joanna climbing up.
Joanna followed Iger's example, crossed her arms and put them on the billboard, relaxing her upper body slightly, half standing and half lying down.
The two of them just looked at the scenery ahead together. After the wind blew for a while, Joanna whispered: "Hey, what are you thinking about?"
Egger turned his head and glanced at Joanna.
Joanna was looking intently into the distance, her hair was tied back into a big ponytail, and the long ponytail was swinging back and forth in the wind like a pendulum.
Joanna is very beautiful. She is in her most dreamy girlhood, and what belongs to her should be a beautiful life.
Beauty, fashion, endless gossip, these are the themes that should appear in her life, instead of carrying a heavy shotgun and carrying a huge murder ax by her side all day long. Watch hands.
After Iger turned his head away, he blew out two long lines of light white breath, and then said: "I didn't think about anything. I'm just a little sleepy. Come up and get some air."
Iger commuted alone last night, and the other three people knew about it. Andy also criticized Iger this morning.
Everyone in the four-person advance team can commute, but only Egg can't. He is the core of the task of eliminating infected people and is irreplaceable.
Iger accepted this criticism seriously.
Sure enough, after Iger fired dozens of rounds this morning, he felt a little dazzled. He handed the gun to Erica and asked Erica to fire a few rounds too.
Erica's marksmanship is very accurate. She can hit the target at about 50 meters. After all, rifle shooting is a basic operation of security training.
When encountering powerful gangsters, the police can retreat while calling for reinforcements, ensuring their own safety as the first priority;
But the same cannot be said for security personnel. If you want to keep your job, or even the company's reputation, you have to fight for it.
In police work, you may not have to face brutal gangsters every day; as security personnel, they are exposed to risk.
If the employer's living and working environment is extremely safe, he does not need to spend extra money for security.
In China and America, security guards are two completely different professions.
What everyone thinks of when it comes to security guards in Zhongyuan is the man responsible for guarding the gate and collecting parking fees from passing vehicles, or the middle-aged man wearing blue clothes walking back and forth in the shopping mall.
America's security guards are almost a paramilitary organization. Under rigorous training, the security personnel's combat qualities are better than most police officers.
Erica's shot was very accurate, but she shot very slowly. It took almost a minute to fire one shot.
This rate of fire is the normal rate. If a .22 "toy gun" wants to kill a large target like a human in one hit, it can only hit and destroy the brain.
The human skull is very hard, so if the bullet is fired accurately but not in the right direction, it is very likely to cause ineffective damage such as slippage.
Erica is used to using 5.56 bullets, but now she uses the lighter .22, which feels like a "light weight".
To say that infected people are wooden people is just Eger's description.
In fact, no matter whether the infected person is standing or walking, their bodies will keep shaking. Especially when the infected person runs on zombie steps, the biggest feature is that the upper body shakes very violently.
In this case, the easiest way to eliminate them is to set up a heavy machine gun and blast away a metal storm of thousands of bullets.
Using such a small-caliber gun to accurately shoot one shot at a time consumes a lot of energy.
After firing two magazines, Erica couldn't bear it anymore, so she exchanged the gun with Egg.
When Iger took the gun handed over by Erica, he remembered a scene from a novel he had read before:
Brother Chao laughed at Ning Que that killing people was like farming, which had no sense of beauty.
Ning Que gasped and said, "Farming is not as tiring as killing people."
Egg now realizes that even killing people with guns is still tiring.
He fired hundreds of bullets this morning and knocked down nearly a hundred infected people. Egg was exhausted.
This is not only physical fatigue, but also mental exhaustion.
After Iger and Joanna lined up to enjoy the cold air for a while, Joanna turned to Iger and asked: "Have you ever recalled or dreamed about your previous life?"
Previous life?
Egg nodded.
After working, Iger often dreams about different campus life.
When the work is more relaxed, I will dream that I am in junior high school or college; when I am crazy about work, I often dream that I am in high school or even about to face the college entrance examination.
During this time, Iger dreamed that he was in high school again.
He remembered the last dream very clearly, and he even lost his temper in the dream.
In the dream, Iger stood up and shouted loudly to the teacher who was giving a math class: "I fight zombies during the day and study math at night. Please let me go! I will not take the college entrance examination. At worst, I will have to retake it again."
Year!"
After waking up, Iger felt that his dream was quite interesting.
Does it want to take high school mathematics classes to relieve its current mental pressure, or does it want to tell itself that mathematics in the college entrance examination is much harder than fighting monsters.
The college entrance examination mathematics is an unforgettable pain for Iger.
The first time he took the college entrance examination, he failed in mathematics.
That day, when he started from the multiple-choice questions and progressed smoothly to the big questions, something unexpected happened.
Iger opened his eyes wide and read from the first question to the last question, but he couldn't understand any of them.
In the love apartment, Lu Ziqiao had a nightmare, saying that he was taking an exam. When he woke up, he found that he was really taking an exam.
When the friends saw this, they burst out laughing. Only Iger couldn't laugh. Because he had truly experienced it, and it felt like he was having a nightmare during the exam.
That year, he failed as expected in mathematics, and he only scored 100 points.
On the day when the scores were announced, Iger shouted to his parents: "Don't comfort me, I'm going to repeat my studies!"
After repeating his studies for a year, he took the college entrance examination for the second time. This time, there were no surprises. Ige was successfully admitted to a 985 college.
But that failed math test experience became a spiritual imprint that can never be erased from his memory.
Egger said to Joanna: "A few days ago, I dreamed that I was taking a math test, and couldn't solve any question. I felt anxious and woke up. When I woke up, I thought that I didn't have to take another test now, and I felt so anxious.
