Actually, I can completely decompose the bomb, but I prefer to communicate with people than to deal with dead objects.

The antenna above my head turned around and locked the target in an old building diagonally behind me, but there was only one person on the other side.

I jumped continuously and quickly, and my figure sometimes appeared and sometimes disappeared. As long as I changed the angle and position, I could hide in the blind spots of the other person's vision.

The old building is an empty protective building, and its original body may be a church. The stained glass is covered with dust and the situation inside cannot be seen at all.

The results of the antenna scan are not wrong. I stood at the door of the back door of the church, staring at the traces that were obviously passive on the lock.

[Warning, thermal weapons are about to attack, please pay attention to avoiding.]

As I guessed, the function of the antenna is not a separate receiving and sending tool. It will make corresponding prompts and suggestions based on the situation, such as a computer calculation, but it is not too complicated.

I raised my arm, and the door panel in front of me then broke down and disappeared. The church was empty, and a man stood facing me with a pistol with a silencer.

The moment the bullet flew out of the chamber, it disappeared without a trace. After firing the first shot, he fired two more shots. Only after three shots did he realize that the bullet was in trouble.

All three bullets disappeared after leaving the barrel, which made him feel confused. His doubts were completely reflected on his face, and he even took off the magazine and took a look.

Fortunately, he didn't press the bomb's remote control the first time. I took the opportunity to use my superpower to suck off his blood. The pistol fell to the ground and he didn't even have the strength to pull the trigger.

I pulled out the remote control from his pocket and dragged him away from the church. The more zombies around me gathered, and I dragged the man to the previous observation point. There were more and more living people on the rooftop of the monitoring station.

The monitoring station has almost been wrapped in dumplings by zombies, and no living person can pass through the corpse group. But now is not the time for me to think about these things. I roughly estimate the number of zombies near the monitoring station, which is about 20,000.

There is no sign! I was secretly grateful, but I didn't rush to do it, but dragged the man to the rooftop of the monitoring station.

Suddenly, two people appeared out of thin air. The "bait" on the rooftop was obviously shocked, and even the person who kept calling for help was so scared that he forgot the words.

I walked to the mountain of explosives, took off the remote control/bomb, removed it, and put it back. These explosives are also scarce resources and must not be wasted here.

The dozen people on the rooftop looked at me like monsters. There were dozens of wounds of all sizes on their bodies, but none of them hurt the vital points.

They were tied together in a circle, half of their bodies buried in the pile of explosives. We sucked away the blood from the man's body and sent it directly to these people. So although they looked miserable, the actual situation was already better.

In addition to the dozen people who were stuck with explosives, there were eight people on the rooftop, and they were also injured. However, they were all tied to bombs and stood beside the rooftop, as if they were ready to jump down at any time and attacked by a human bomb.

"You, what are you doing?" The man with a bomb tied to me angrily glared at me, as if he was thinking that I was meddling in other people's business.

"Get resources." I sneered and choked him so hard that he was silent.

In this world, those who are kind to save people may not be able to express their gratitude. On the contrary, everyone is afraid of the powerful bandits. My attitude has always been different. If I know the best, I will naturally be kind and have no good face.

"Are you a gamer?" asked the man who had previously asked for help, his voice hoarse, and his voice seemed to have been ground with sandpaper.

"Yes." I heard that his tone was pretty good, so I smiled back.

"Save me, I don't want to die, just untie the rope." The man's hands were tied behind him. Unlike the numb person around him, his eyes were full of desire for life.

So he was the only one who tried hard to call for help, even if the chance was slim, he would never give up until the last moment.

But what I admire most is his knowledge of advancing and retreating. He did not ask me to take him to escape, but just asked me to help him untie the rope.

Who would reject this small request?

I swung him out of the pile of explosives, untied the rope behind him, and thanked me sincerely, picked up the shovel that was slumped beside the rooftop door, and rushed downstairs with the shovel.

I hurriedly called him, "You ask to save you, and then you go to die?"

I thought he had a perfect plan to be so confident, but his plan was to rush into the corpse group like a serpent?

"I...I've fought with them!"

"Stop it quickly. It's good to have a good courage, but you only have one life, save some effort. If you have to die, then do me a favor before you die."

“What’s the busy thing?”

"You go downstairs to find something and pack the explosives for me."

"You really want to take the explosives away? Then, what should the zombies outside do?"

"Zombies are not a problem, the problem is that this building cannot be exploded."

"Oh, well, I'll go find something." After saying that, the man threw down the shovel and ran downstairs.

Without further ado, I lost the blood of the people standing by the building to those who were buried in the pile of explosives and lost a lot of blood.

The eight people tied to the bomb were the least injured. Now they are all limp on the ground due to blood loss and have no strength to be human bombs.

If I hadn't wanted to search the monitoring station again, it would have exploded if it exploded, and explosives or something was not a must.

However, this trip back to Minghe City seemed to be destined. I always felt that there would be a new appearance, so I didn't want to miss the opportunity.

Whether it is a psychological suggestion or a mysterious response, I will feel uneasy if I don’t verify it.

I took down the bombs of several people on the ground from them one by one. It was the turn of the man who always glared at me. His eyes were as if they were solid, and he cut his sword into my face.

"Scum, you can only bully the weak. I know who you are. I think it's great to have a backer. Humph, if you really have the ability, you can deal with the Weng's surname, bullying the weak and afraid of the strong."

I have seen many people who are ungrateful and have encountered dogs biting Lu Dongbin. This personal attack will not hurt me at all.

"Sorry, who are you, I will deal with you if I want to deal with you. Are you really capable? You are not qualified to evaluate it."

I quickly got to the last person, who was black and thin, with a very short buzz cut, but when she spoke, I realized that she was a woman.

"Please, don't untie it for me, let me jump down. My daughter is still in their hands. If I live, she will die. She is only five years old and still has hope. Please, let me die!"

When I meet such a person, I just feel sad and annoying. It is really pitiful to say that she is pitiful, but what is the point of escaping reality?

"Every game requires bait. Do you think you are the last batch? Ha, you die, it's your daughter's turn to make up for it in the next game." I have to say some words even if they are cruel.

Can those who can use living people as bait and bleed and lead corpses keep their promises? Will they be very compassionate?

"At that time, she will die in a place you don't know, and she will die miserably, like you, and be bombed to death without a complete body." I stated this established fact in an emotional tone.

"No, no, no, stop talking!" The woman shook her head desperately, collapsed and cried.

I decisively unloaded the bomb on her body. People say that women are weak, but they are strong as mothers. It is precisely because she has a young daughter who needs protection and care that she cannot give up her life.

Since I encountered this incident today, I am also a person with a daughter, so I naturally have to protect their lives.

"Do you still have humanity? Is it interesting to stimulate a mother who has no power to fight back? It's very fulfilling? Animal!"

I heard an annoying sound again, and I grind my back teeth and laughed in anger.

I am too lazy to talk nonsense to some people, and giving them a look will make me look stupid.

Someone was determined to die, but I had no reason to stop him, but I had to wait until I finished searching here. I wanted to die and I would like to send him two bundles of explosives.

I put the bombs I unloaded from them onto the pile of explosives and dragged out the dozen or so people in the pile of explosives.

The man who went downstairs to find something ran back with a bag of unopened textile bags, panting and shouting: "Sheng... zombies, zombies are coming, they are climbing up!"

"If you want to survive, you will go into the building." I stepped to the edge of the rooftop and looked at it. The zombies below gathered more and more. Because of the large number, they were all crowded together. One was pressing and the other climbing upwards, forming a mountain of corpses. With the slope, the zombies would be better climbed.

The zombies on the periphery were about to climb to the rooftop while stepping on the corpse mountain. I didn't want to solve them so quickly, but I wanted to leave them to Weng Changqing.

Unexpectedly, the plan did not change quickly. Compared with zombies, of course, the monitoring station is more important. Once they smell the building, they will break through the window and break into the building.

And what I am looking for may be destroyed by them. In another time and space, the hard drive we obtained in the laboratory did not play a key role in studying corpse fog and solving the puzzle of early mutation in Minghe City.

So intuition, I think there are still key clues in Minghe City, which we did not see at that time.

I turned around and jumped down from the rooftop. When I saw the empty rooftop, I was stunned. Didn’t anyone just seek death?

Why did you hide in the building in a blink of an eye?

I asked them to go in because I didn't want to continue to attract more zombies, and the smell of blood on them was too strong.

"Hurry, come!" The man I saved first stood behind the rooftop door and waved to me.

I jumped in space, appeared behind him, held the door handle, and closed the rooftop door with a "bang".

After a 'bang', the roar of the zombies outside the door also stopped. I patted the man who wanted to drag a used office desk to block the door.

"Go away, it's all right."

The space jump and decomposition were carried out at the same time, and there was no lag or failure. I was quite satisfied with my progress.

"Who are you? You, do you have the ability?" The man finally couldn't help but ask.

"You can call me Lei Feng, I am a gamer and a capable person."
Chapter completed!