"Do you mind shooting the other survivors?" Seeing that Randy didn't say anything, Hong Tao stopped going around in circles. This topic was too heavy, and no one would even think about it after going around.

"...Why do you do this!" In fact, Randy still didn't quite understand what Hong Tao meant, but he could no longer remain silent.

Yes, I was present when I used shortwave radio to communicate with survivor groups around the world in the past few days. I even operated it and briefly chatted with two fellow Americans. The situation is not optimistic. Although the known survivors have only one day

More than a day, but the absolute number is still very small.

Since there are very few of them, you still say that people are the most precious all day long, and you would rather fail than lose manpower. But in your heart, you are thinking about how to use guns to eliminate other survivors. Are you crazy or crazy!

"Because as long as there are humans, there will never be a shortage of wars. You don't have to believe it, but it's best to check the history books and then discuss this issue."

Regarding the head-on confrontation between survivor groups, there is no need to discuss it within the rescue team. Everyone agrees that no one can be trusted. Don't say there is a threat, as long as you feel there is a threat, you should take action first.

The reason for such a unified understanding is the Sun Dacheng gang. After seeing the tragic situation of the rescued women, those who were still hesitant immediately changed their minds, such as Liu Quanyou. But now there are more Randy and a few more

Medical staff, they haven’t seen it with their own eyes, so just hearing about it doesn’t seem to have enough influence.

"Just like a country, it can have different systems, but there is no need to use war mode to solve problems. You also said that the current resources are close to unlimited and can fully meet the needs of all parties."

As expected, Randy didn't quite agree with Hong Tao's point of view. Not to mention taking the lead in shooting at the same kind, he was not even willing to fight against each other. However, it was not all based on personal preference. He finally gave a reasonable reason and did not need to compete for resources.

"I also said that the most precious resources at present are not food and water, nor fuel and batteries, but people. I remember that you agree with this, but you have obviously forgotten this, right?" Unfortunately, this reason is also

It just made sense, but it couldn't withstand scrutiny at all. Hong Tao didn't even wait for the butt of the cigarette to get hot, and threw the question back unchanged.

"...This statement is hard for me to accept. It seems like I have returned to the era of slave trade, where people have become commodities and can be bought and sold at will." Don't look around at Randy's advice. When it comes to trouble, he always looks at what he can do.

No worse than the Chinese.

"Actually, no one cares whether you accept it or not. If you lived in the era of slave trade, do you think you could stop the slave trade?" Hong Tao curled his lips as a sign of contempt for the arrogant Americans.

"Huh... if that happens, what will you choose? Kill all the slave traders? Rescue all the slaves?" Of course Randy saw Hong Tao's expression, and probably understood it. He was very stimulated, and his tone became rude.

It sounds a bit sarcastic.

"Bah, I may have smoked fake cigarettes, how come Huazi can still drop the cigarette butts... I can only choose not to let my group become slaves, and I can't control the rest. Have you ever thought about it, maybe the slavery system is the most suitable

The current development. If you think about it more, if we survivors cannot restore technological civilization within one or two years, what situation will we face after all existing energy sources fail? Will there be a slave civilization by then?

That’s good.”

Maybe he was smoking too hard. He just took two puffs on the newly lit cigarette and the cigarette butt was flicked off. Hong Tao cursed in a low voice and took out the cigarette box to take a closer look. In fact, it was all in vain. He couldn't bear to part with it before the disaster happened.

When I buy such expensive cigarettes, I just take advantage of others. I haven’t done much research on how to distinguish the real ones from the fake ones. I’m really not used to the sudden upgrading of cigarettes.

"Leader Hong, have you finished talking? We have searched to the third floor. We should continue waiting where we are!" At this time, Shui Nanqin's clear voice came from the emergency passage, and she was pouting.

impatient.

"It's coming, it's coming, why are you urging me? Zombies are not singers. If you go late, you won't be able to see them... Let's go, Team Leader Lan. The old rules are that your team is responsible for covering. If you have anything to say, we can talk about it during the break."

Someone actually dared to interrupt his lecture. Hong Tao was very angry and threw most of the boxes of Chinese cigarettes at him. But the little girl was quite agile. She ducked away with a shrinking head and then disappeared through the fire door.

Already.

In addition to Shui Nanqin, Hong Tao's group also has a male surgeon, who is less than forty years old and is said to be in his prime. However, those who hold scalpels and those who hold machetes are not in the same profession after all, and their combat effectiveness is very average. Randy's team

The members are also composed of a man and a woman. It is not safe for the four of them to search alone. Even if they are not happy, they have to interrupt the discussion.

"Randy, take one person to stay and guard the stairs, and the rest of you will follow me to the basement!" It was really unsafe. Shui Nanqin and the other four actually forgot about the basement, and went to search upstairs regardless of their heads.

Faced with this situation, Hong Tao had no choice. He didn’t even have enough reasons to criticize, so he could only rearrange things step by step.

More than half a month ago, they were students, doctors, nurses and white-collar workers in offices. Suddenly they became warriors with weapons in their hands who could decide life or death at any time. The transformation was a bit too fast, and many survival skills had not yet been developed.

"I'll guard, I'll guard, I have the sharpest ears!" Before she finished speaking, Shui Nanqin volunteered to follow Randy as a backup.

"What the hell are you doing! It's just rats and cockroaches. Even zombies dare to kill these things!" Before Randy could agree, Hong Tao grabbed Shui Nanqin by the collar and pushed her down the stairs.

"It's really scary... Can I not go down... Please, Uncle Hong... No, Grandpa Hong!" Shui Nanqin was not ready to surrender, struggling hard and refusing to go down, and burst into tears.

, fell down a lifetime in an instant.

If he could be fooled by sweet talk, then Zhang Ke would have joined the field team long ago. Compared with Shui Nanqin, that 12-year-old boy is extremely bold and thinks about killing everyone all the time. Unfortunately, no matter how he flatters,

Hong Tao also disagreed with his request and was not even allowed to participate in the logistics team's work.

He was only given two choices, either to attend classes with Mrs. Shu honestly and with the little girl Lan Yu'er who just turned 10 years old, or to follow Chu Qiu to the medical team to help.

"I don't have a useless granddaughter like you. Come on, Archmage, quickly throw a fireball and clear the way!" The one called the Archmage is Pan Wenxiang, the shield player in Randy's group, who is also together with You Yi and his son.

The rescued otaku.

He was deceived badly by Hong Tao. In order to get the job transfer scroll as soon as possible and become a fire mage, every time he participated in the cleanup operations and rotation training, he held his shield and gritted his teeth in front of him. When others were resting, he had to sneak around with a knife.

Dissecting the body in the hope of getting the kernel.

Naturally, the result was nothing. When he knew that he had been deceived, his eyes turned red, and he clenched his fists with both hands. He faced off with Hong Tao for more than a minute... Unfortunately, he didn't throw a single punch, just a slap in the butt.

Sitting on the ground and crying.

The voice was extremely rich and sad, and almost attracted all the zombies near the East Third Ring Road. If everyone hadn't run so fast, they would have been dumped. In the end, this guy was pinned down in the car by Jiao San and Zhang Tao and beaten hard.

I got the nickname Archmage!

"...are there really rats and cockroaches!?" Pan Wenxiang did have fireball skills, and there were two of them at once. Two white lights instantly lit up from his head and shoulders. Two high-power flashlights were fixed on his helmet and shoulders, and there were also two lights on his waist.

Carrying two lithium batteries.

This is a lighting tool that Li Xiang modified with an electric bicycle battery. It was originally used in underground ring fortifications. Now there are battery packs and generators to provide power. This set of tools has become the equipment for the field team to clean up dark spaces.

The fishing and hunting light on the helmet is scattering, almost 120 degrees, adjustable yellow light and white light, very bright. The flashlight on the shoulder is a spotlight. I don’t dare to say whether it is a beam of light at 100 meters. Anyway, 70 or 80 meters is no problem.

.In addition to high brightness, it also has a long duration. It can be used continuously for about 8 hours with the two batteries on the waist.

"What? You, a great mage, are afraid of just little reptiles? How about I tell you another story about digging out the core from a mutated mouse!" Seeing Pan Wenxiang lingering and refusing to go down, Hong Tao put his hand on it
Chapter completed!