She has always been afraid of the man in front of her. The ferocity, barbarity and violence released from him are simply inaccessible. But he is very brave and powerful. Especially the scene in front of the hardware shop this morning, Xinyan suddenly discovered that there was another special charm on him.

But he actually touched my face! He pinched my flesh!

Thinking of this, Xinyan couldn't help but grit her teeth, tightly grasped the steel pipe in her hand, and subconsciously stared at various key parts of Su Hao's body, especially between her legs.

"If you dare to touch it again, I will immediately turn you into a eunuch----"

Xinyan said this sentence silently with a blushing face. But she didn't understand: Why don't you take action now? And you have to wait until the next time?

......

Two zombies were cleared out in the guest room on the third floor. For these lonely monsters, Su Hao quickly obtained hormones and silver bones from them. The broken corpses and broken limbs were thrown out of the window and landed on the road outside.

The supply of tap water has long stopped, but there is another independent groundwater extraction system inside the building. The water tank on the roof is large, and the huge solar light panels can not only provide hot water for 24 hours, but also provide sufficient electricity.

The anti-theft cage outside the window is extremely strong, with the diameter of the steel bars at least more than five centimeters. Su Hao calculated that if he wanted to forcibly destroy this layer of protection, he had to have at least a second-level strengthening human physique, that is, a thousand kilograms of impact force.

Return to the hall and reinforce the locked back door with iron chains. Su Hao lowered the roller shutter door and pulled the curtains to turn it into a completely enclosed space.

“It’s safer than I thought.”

Su Hao wiped the sweat from his forehead, walked to the sofa and sat down, took out a plastic bag containing cold steamed buns and braised meat from his backpack, and threw it to Xinyan, who was standing opposite him, and said, "Eat something casually first, we still have a lot of work to do."

......

The cleaning of the basement is much simpler than Su Hao expected.

The vault is a small room with an area of ​​more than 50 square meters. The thick circular gate is open, and six blood-stained zombies linger around. They are all wearing black bulletproof vests, steel helmets, and a metal nameplate with "safety guard" on their chests. Two male corpses in bank uniforms are lying in front of the vault door, their internal organs and limbs are torn to pieces. The back door of a transport vehicle painted with "Kunming Guard" is open. Obviously, at the moment of the outbreak of the virus, the handover of the escort money is being carried out here.

There is no gold, no brand new red banknotes, only dozens of numbered canvas pockets. It is filled with broken waste currency, and the denomination is mostly one yuan.

Walking past the flesh and blood pulp that was shattered by the fire axe, Su Hao stripped off the body armor from the zombie who had just been killed, picked out the smallest size and handed it to Xinyan.

Four Type 97 riot shotguns were scattered on the ground, and there were more than 200 bullets found from zombies and cars. In addition to these, there were five riot shields in the escort compartment, as well as the same number of batons and electric shock machines.

Su Hao took off his jacket and put on a bulletproof vest. Seeing Xinyan fiddling with the weapon he had just gotten, he couldn't help but smile faintly and asked, "Do you know how to use it?"

The girl shook her head.

Su Hao walked behind Xinyan, held her gun-holding hand, raised it flat, and said in a calm and steady tone: "This kind of gun is a close-range weapon of destruction and does not require too precise aiming. It needs to be loaded again every time it is shot. Although the police warhead is not very lethal, it is much easier to use than steel pipes in any case."

Through the bulletproof vest, she could still feel the body temperature from Su Hao. The smell of sweat with a strong masculine atmosphere kept her nerves tense. She didn't know whether Su Hao noticed that his beard was pricking his neck? It was itchy... Strangely, she didn't think his movements were annoying.

......

The steel door leading to the ground slowly opened. While ensuring the power supply, the induction magnetic card found on the body of the bank staff made the underground parking lot closure device resume operation.

The "Chevrolet" sedan parked on the side of the road has been abandoned—the key is inserted under the steering wheel of the escort truck. Whether safe or secure, it is much better than ordinary civilian vehicles. In this era of the gradual collapse of the order framework, as long as you have the ability to possess it, you are the master of everything.

Su Hao drove very fast, the carriage was filled with the roar of the engine and the sharp and harsh sounds made when the tires rubbed against the ground. He calmly avoided various obstacles that appeared on the road from time to time, and occasionally rushed to the sidewalk and rushed around. Xinyan, sitting in the passenger seat, could only hold the handrail tightly, his face turned pale, and silently cursed this guy who did not abide by traffic rules.

The alleys and streets along the way were full of zombies walking back and forth, looking for food-free targets in the sun. The escort trucks that rushed from afar made them excited. These terrifying creatures opened their sharp-toothed mouths, stretched their arms forward, and staggered from both sides of the road, but at a speed of more than 80 kilometers per hour, they flew into pieces of bright red flesh and blood residue.

Su Hao's mind replayed every detail of the drawings. He searched the road ahead with his keen eyes, silently recording the areas with the most zombies along the way, as well as the buildings that were useful to him. Shopping malls, gas stations, supermarkets... Soon, the escort truck had already entered the community road connected to the main road. In front of a garbage recycling station facing the street, Su Hao stepped on the brakes and stopped.

This is a temporary simple building. The blue roof and white thin walls look out of place with the dark-colored houses around it. The open doors and windows emit the unique odor of rotten vegetable leaves and garbage.

Xinyan watched Su Hao jump out of the car and dragged out a wooden box with pulleys at the bottom from the garbage room, more than three meters long and more than one meter high. When the top cover of the box was pried open, she felt that her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, unable to beat or breathe.

This is the second supply box that Su Hao has teleported since the future. Except for a few sharp hunting knives suitable for chopping, the rest are all firearms and bullets.

Fortunately, this box was not unexpected during the teleportation process—two SA80s, two FNC assault rifles, one barrett was split into parts, four Browning pistols, and more than 2,600 bullets of different caliber, without any loss.

The landing point Su Hao chose was incredible. No one would have thought that deep in the dirty and smelly garbage room, there was a supply box full of guns and ammunition buried. The inside of the box was subjected to special anti-seepage treatment. If it were not for the safe and secure base, he would not have been in a hurry to collect these weapons.

The process of carrying weapons on board the car lasted for more than ten minutes.

Xinyan was surprised and surprised. She was used to thinking according to the logical norms of the civilized world and knew very well what these things meant. She felt afraid and panic again. But she didn't know what to do, so she could only follow Su Hao's intentions, with expressionless expressions and numbness between the carriage and the wooden box.

Sitting into the cab, turning the keys, and starting the engine. Looking at the sunset gradually sinking in the distance, Su Hao turned around, narrowed his eyes, and stared at Xinyan sitting beside him.

"I'm not a bad guy. I'm just doing what I should do."

After saying that, he slowly released the clutch and stepped on the accelerator with his right foot. As the speed of the car continued to accelerate, a slight cool breeze flew in from the open window.

Whether you believe it or not, this is Su Hao’s explanation.

At least, that's the case.

......

The night falls heavily.

The dinner was very rich: golden hook cabbage, dried roasted shredded potatoes, fried lunch meat, shredded pickled cabbage and stir-fried fermented black beans, plus a tomato and egg soup.

Looking at the food on the table, Su Hao felt a little stunned. He rubbed his eyes hard, making sure he was not dreaming.

He remembered that on the way back to the bank office, Xinyan and himself took some rice, noodles, canned foods in a small supermarket. There was only one cabbage, the leaves were very rotten, and there were only a few potatoes. As for pickled vegetables and fermented black beans, they seemed to be very famous brands of this era, as if they were called "Lao Ganma", or something else...

Su Hao was sure that he had never taken eggs and tomatoes. At that time, he was busy carrying rice and soybean oil into the car. Obviously, this should be Xinyan's masterpiece.

It's so extravagant——In the future world, only big people are qualified to enjoy these delicacies. For ordinary people like themselves, the concept of food is just a necessity for maintaining life.

In Su Hao's memory, "food" is not a general term with a wide range of meanings. It largely refers to hard and dark coarse bread, salty and difficult to chewy marinated meat, and five milligrams of standard vitamin granules.

Xinyan walked over with two bowls of rice. Induction cookers, woks, rice cookers... These things can be found in many supermarkets and electrical appliances. Although the small solar generator on the roof is not very powerful, it is enough to maintain normal lighting and various living facilities.

Su Hao picked up the bowl and pulled the rice with big mouthfuls. He ate very quickly and carefully. Occasionally, rice grains fell on the table, and he would pick them up and eat them with his fingers.

"Cook more meals tonight. We will be very busy tomorrow and may not have time to make some food."

Xinyan nodded silently. Of course, she understood what Su Hao meant - living is not just about eating a full stomach. Clothes, bedding, medicines... If you want to stay in this small building, you also need to collect more supplies from the city.

Looking at Su Hao who was eating voraciously, for some reason, Xinyan suddenly lost her appetite. She put down the bowl, took out her beloved Nokia phone from her top pocket, and pointed the touch screen with her slender fingers. The black screen immediately showed various colorful icons. However, the upper right corner of the screen represents the transmission signal strength and still disappeared.

Su Hao swallowed a big tasty meal and drank the soup. He looked at Xinyan with pity and found that the girl's eyes were full of confusion and helplessness, which was completely different from fighting from the underground parking lot, fearless, fierce, cruel, and desperate to escape. Perhaps, only now, her performance is truly in line with her due age.

Xinyan is less than 20 years old. By the standards of this era, she is still a student who has not graduated from college. However, in a future world full of blood and death struggles, women of her age are basically the mother of three or four children, and even more.

He put down his chopsticks, stretched out his right hand, pointed to the mobile phone in the other party's hand very clearly, and said in an irresistible command tone: "Give it to me!"

Xinyan's reaction was obviously a little slow. After hesitating for a moment, she still handed out her phone number.

Su Hao took it, placed it in front of him, and then took out a Browning pistol from the leather holster on his legs. He flexibly turned the direction in his palm, held the gun body, pointed the handle at the girl, and pushed it straight over.

"This is a cruel world that you have never imagined and cannot describe in any language. Don't ask me why it turned out like this outside? Don't ask me when the disaster and nightmare will end? Like you, I don't know the answer and I can't find the answer. But we must live. Forget the best and most vulnerable things. Zombies and monsters have no aesthetic ability. Black and white are no different in their eyes. In the eyes of those guys, beauties and old women are flesh for filling their stomachs. This is a damn, dirty, mean, and dark era. We may never be able to change anything and can only adapt to the worse and worse environment. Forget the phone and the police! There will be no rescue. Instead of living in emptiness and fantasy, it's better to kill a few more monsters. Remember————at any time, knives and guns are the best and most trustworthy partners."

......

It's late at night.

Su Hao carried a SA80 assault rifle filled with bullets and patrolled back and forth in every corner of the building.

The entrance to the hall has been sealed. The bottom of the roller shutter door is firmly fixed with iron wire and steel nails. The heavy sofa and vertical cabinet have become the second obstacle to blocking the door. The thick curtains with gauze tents block the light and block all eyes that peek from outside.

Several steel pipes as thick as arms firmly pressed against the back door. On both sides of the corridor connected to the hall were filled with combination cabinets that Su Hao brought from other rooms. Their stacking angles were very special, and the upper and lower connections were not clamped, and it was filled with useless documents and waste paper. In an emergency, you only need to remove the metal brackets between the top cabinet and the wall. These amazing weights would collapse like building blocks and fill the entire corridor in an instant.

As long as the power supply is stable, the parking lot ramp connected to the ground can be unobstructed. The bodies of the deceased and the remains of the zombies were moved out, and it has now become a warehouse for food and various supplies. Using the magnetic cards found by the dead staff, Su Hao placed most of the guns in the vault. There were heavy concrete walls and metal protective layers, which were very safe.

A long and sturdy hemp rope was installed on the roof. Su Hao would never use this last escape route unless he had to.

He chose Room 206 as the lounge. It is located at the core of the entire building and can deal with emergencies as quickly as possible.

The calcine hormones collected during the day have been put into the vault. Under the bright light, Su Hao focused on weighing drugs with a balance and continued to configure high-concentration solutions.

Xinyan lives next door.

Outside the window, the slight chirping of crickets and textile girls came.

In the distance, occasionally there are zombies wandering in the darkness and howling.

......

Before the sky was dawn, Su Hao had already woken up from his sleep. He opened his tired eyelids and looked at the phone placed on the bedside table. The time displayed on the screen was 8:16.

The remaining rice and pickled fermented black beans were mixed yesterday and pinched into rice balls. Xinyan made a lot of this thing. In addition to breakfast, it can also be used as lunch.

She took a shower and changed into a gray sports suit she got from the mall. She could no longer see dust and dirt on her face, and she had no makeup on her skin.

Seeing her wearing a bulletproof vest and carefully loading her pistol and bullets. Su Hao stuffed the rice balls left into his mouth, rubbed his hands, picked up a riot helmet with a mask from the sofa, handed it over, and said seriously: "Let's go! We have a lot to do."

The road was still empty. According to the route I traveled yesterday, Su Hao drove an escort truck to stop in front of each store to ship the materials they needed to collect.

In the pharmacy, he used a linen bag to pack a box of vitamin capsules, bandages, medical cotton, antibiotic tablets, and surgical instruments such as hemostasis forceps and scissors.

The door of the shoe store was open. He tore off the packaging box in the warehouse, stuffed dozens of pairs of breathable and protective sneakers into his pockets, and threw them into the carriage.

Although it is summer now, it does not prevent him from entering a store with a "clearance and discount" hanging at the door, specializing in "Ordos" down jackets. He swung his hunting knife to cut off the hands and feet of the two zombies wandering in the store. While quickly preparing rot hormones, he greeted Xinyan to put the clothes he liked into the car and then left.

The city is not as calm as it seems on the surface. Zombies are creatures without active thinking, and they are easily attracted to other animals. A mouse or a sparrow may cause them to gather in a corner for a long time. Once they cannot obtain food, they will disperse and look for another target.
Chapter completed!