There were no zombies who were not open to disturb each other for several consecutive days, so Huan Chu slept very well this time, and even lived a happy life of peaceful sleep in his dream. He slept until he woke up naturally, counted money and cramped his hands.

But his dream didn't last long, and he was woken up by a sharp sound.

"Ding ~"

It's a whistle!

Huan Chu quickly opened his still bloodshot eyes and sat up from the bed. Chen Wenwen beside him was not as alert as him, just turned over and did not wake up.

Picking up the automatic rifle from the head of the bed and holding it in his hand, Huan Chu quietly approached the window.

"What's the hell about this? Which bastard was standing guard last night? He clearly said that there was a situation and fired a gun to warn him. What whistle was blowing? Damn, if something went wrong, I'm the first to break that bastard!"

With a heart whispering in his heart, he gently pulled the curtains in his hand, and the expression on Huan Chu's face suddenly became very exciting.

When he jumped up from the bed in his underwear, his face was originally a warning expression mixed with worry and blame, but now, his expression was really indescribable, unbelievable? Can't laugh or cry?

Anyway, he looked strange.

Huan Chu had seen many big scenes, and walked through bloody storms with his guns and swords. He thought that there was nothing to scare him in the end of the world, but when he saw more than a dozen men in a column outside the window, he couldn't help but feel surprised.

It seemed that it was snowing again last night, covering up all the traces of fighting before. On the snowy street outside the window, 18 men wearing only pairs of underwear lined up and ran around the house neatly.

What a spectacular scene.

Huan Chu looked carefully and found that there were both survivors rescued three days ago and several members of the Operations Department. The team leaders were Lu Hao and Tu Shihui. They couldn't help but sigh, and then washed up quickly and ran down.

"What are you playing?" Huan Chu lit a cigarette, picked up a clean stairs by the door and sat down.

Tu Shihui and Lu Hao smiled at each other. It seemed that the two soldiers got along very well. In the end, Tu Shihui answered Huan Chu's question: "Boss, we feel that our physical strength has been almost restored these days. The one in the army cannot be pulled down, so we can do adaptive training first and restore combat effectiveness as soon as possible."

Lu Hao smiled and pointed at the team members of the combat department behind him, and continued: "Boss, these bastards said we have to practice too, so I brought them here."

"Yes, we can't lose to these newcomers."

The members of the combat department and Huan Chu had this mission, and they had close contact. They were not as nervous as they were when they saw the boss. After listening to the instructor's words, several lively shouted directly from behind.

Huan Chu looked at his watch and it was only 5:17, and he couldn't help but feel a little amused: "It's good to be good. It's a good thing for you to recover your body, but it's a cold weather. What if your body is frozen? Wouldn't it be worth the loss?"

Seeing that Tu Shihui was about to speak, Huan Chu waved his hand and continued, "Anyway, there are fewer and fewer opportunities to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the zombies. I think, when everyone gets up, you follow Lao Lu to put the gun and bullet neck on it and find a place to practice shooting."

Speaking of this, Huan Chu couldn't help but laugh: "But before that, you put on your clothes first and pay attention to the impact!"

When everyone heard this, they stopped their hands and laughed loudly.

"It's time to eat!"

After they made such a big fuss in the early morning, few women could continue to fall asleep. Thinking that it was okay, they got up early to make breakfast. At this time, Gan Yao was sent to call the group of sweaty men outside to come in for dinner.

Huan Chu saw Gan Yao leaning against the door like a young wife looking forward to her husband, and pushed Lu Hao with her elbow: "Old Lu, can you hold the beauty back?"

Lu Hao scratched his head and came to the lobby of the house where Huan Chu and others lived with laughter and whistle, sitting on a bench and chatting on a low chair, bursts of laughter bursts out from time to time.

It seems that they get along well with each other. The members of the Operations Department impressed these rebellious professional soldiers with their combat effectiveness in several battles to wipe out zombies, and the soldiers won the respect of the group of nostrils of the Operations Department with their strict discipline and cruel training.

Huan Chu nodded with satisfaction, and a simple breakfast was swept away by the laughter of the people. After breakfast, the men took the opportunity to rest for a while, and did not rush to go to training. They smoked cigarettes and drank hot tea in the lobby, chatting nonsense from all over the world.

The women were in the living room inside, some cleaning tableware, and some chatting non-stop. Although Yan Ting, who had just recovered, was also standing in the living room, she had a cold face, leaning against the corner of the wall, fiddling with an automatic rifle in her hand, and did not join the women's discussion.

"Oh, this poor kid..." Several elderly survivors looked at Yan Ting's appearance, and when they thought of her experience, they couldn't help but shake their heads and shed tears.

A top student who had just graduated from the police academy and was assigned to the Special Police Detachment, and it is no exaggeration to say that he was loved by all, but he encountered a terrifying disaster when he was on duty for the first time.

She survived, but was caught by steel teeth. Not only did she preserve her chastity for twenty-one years be taken away by him, she also became his personal toy, or - **.

Choosing to survive is a choice for her that takes so much courage to make.

Seeing everyone in the room talking and laughing, Huan Chu patted his hands, signaling everyone to calm down, restrained the smile on his face, and said directly: "Okay, the chat time after the meal is over, let's talk about something serious."

Seeing that everyone stopped talking and looked at him consciously, Huan Chu smiled on his face: "I believe that after getting along these few days, everyone has a certain understanding of us. Now I have a question to ask you, are you willing to stay and join our guns and swords group, or live on the human base by yourself?"

"Of course, if you want to survive at the human base, you just need to wait here for a few days and wait until we handle the task at hand, and you will be sent back together."

Zeng Mingliang was the first to stand up and said, "Do you still need to ask? Of course, you are following you, benefactor."

This sentence has come with a lot of consent. These survivors finally found a support for survival in the end of the world. It can be said that the drowning man grabbed the last straw to save his life, and naturally he would not give up easily.

As for the government, military, human base?

When I was at the most dangerous time, I didn’t see them coming to save us, so why did I follow them?

Huan Chu's smile even more: "Since that's the case, everyone should talk about their previous careers and expertise. After all, they have to live in this end of the world and get to know each other more."

After scanning the crowd, Tu Shihui finally stood up first: "I'll do it first. Tu Shihui, 35 years old, turned out to be the company commander of the 6th Company of the 3rd Regiment of the 1st Division of the First Army. Are you specialists? Haha, after being a company commander for ten years, he is good at organizing small units to carry out arrow-like attacks. Playing with guns and knives can only be considered ordinary."

Seeing that the company commander spoke first, the remaining six people in the sixth company also began to introduce themselves.

"My name is Gong Xiangyang, and I am a soldier under Company Commander Tu. He is twenty-eight years old, a special sniper. To be arrogant, as long as it is within the range of the sniper rifle, it is the target in my eyes." The man with a little thin figure is Gong Xiangyang. If he didn't say it, no one would have seen that this little thin monkey-like man is actually the ace sniper known as one of the top ten snipers in the Nanjing Military Region.

"My name is Li Mu, a scout. He is good at stealth, reconnaissance and assassination. It's okay to fight with one's own body, but playing with a gun can only be considered ordinary." The scar on his neck is the proof of Li Mu's military achievements. He once touched the base of the terrorist organization alone and killed twelve terrorists with a military spear.

"It's time for me. My name is Liu Haisu, a drop in the sea. He is good at firepower. He is good at playing machine guns and other things." Liu Haisu is a big guy. Just looking at his appearance, he may be able to play even the six-barrel heavy machine gun of Gatlin as a single soldier weapon.

...

"Zeng Mingliang, I am also a soldier, but unlike you guys, I am from the Chengdu Military Region, from the Armored Regiment of the 149th Division, and a tank soldier."

Tank soldier? Huan Chu's eyes lit up.

It seems that the Type 99 tank parked in the arsenal has finally found its owner.

"My name is Dulin. I am a senior mechanic in the army. I am thirty-three years old. I can repair all military armored vehicles or tanks. However, with the current tools and equipment, I can only repair some minor faults..."

The more Huan Chu heard, the more surprised he became. The smile on his lips was almost grinning. Unexpectedly, the air raid shelter he had high hopes were rescued by a group of elderly, weak, sick and disabled people, but in the nursing home where he did not have any hope, he picked up a group of treasures.

From Lu Hao next to him, he took the notebook that recorded the information of everyone and added some future arrangements for everyone. Huan Chu was becoming more and more satisfied with Tang Zihao who arranged for them to come to Hanshan Town this time.

Four scouts, two snipers, two firepower players, one gunner, one tanker, one engineer who is proficient in maintenance, and one commander.

Those who can survive the torture of steel teeth until now are indeed the elites.

"Boss!" Just as Huan Chu was writing, Jiang He suddenly broke in with a covered in mud: "Finished!"

Huan Chu frowned: "Where is he hiding?"
Chapter completed!