Walking Dead: Fight Till Dawn

For a moment, the surroundings fell into silent silence.

Even the fat man who used to yell the most when he met with such a large group of corpses would stand still and cover his mouth and nose without speaking.

Xiaoyou was so smoked that he retched for a while.

I don't know if it's because of the sickness, it will not respond much.

While hanging his back for Xiaoyou, watching Chen Ming in front of him slowly walked into the crowd, he walked to the outermost part of the pile of corpses, squatting in front of one of the ugly corpses that had been rotten all over, digging out The daggers pierced into the rotten flesh in several places of the corpse's body, and then he pulled out the daggers to observe the rotten flesh that came out.

Several times in a row, he also pierced several holes in the remaining corpses. The Xiaoyou who was originally just retching turned back and vomited dimly.

Now I really doubt how Xiaoyou got the job of blasting the sky before. With this level of patience, it is too low. If caught by the enemy, it is estimated that she will be recruited immediately without torture.

Taking water for Xiaoyou, he still had to pay attention to Chen Ming's whereabouts. He had already put away the dagger at this moment, turned around and paused for a while and motioned us to bypass the pile of corpses and move on.

Before giving the order to set off, I made it clear that Chen Ming had been observing the surrounding situation very keenly. I was not sure whether he was looking at the terrain or observing whether there are people threatening us around.

After all, it is impossible for so many corpses to appear here at the same time for no reason.

But soon our team continued to start on the road again. The piles of lives did not hinder us for too long. When we got out of the distance, Xiaoyou kept waving his arms in front of me and asked me: " Why is this smell so far away? There are no dead bodies around here, right?"

"It's your psychological effect, I can't smell anything." After I said that, I took a deep breath and said that what I said was true.

Upon seeing this, Xiaoyou shook his body and whispered in a low voice of doubt: "Strange...Is my nose malfunctioning?"

The fat man over there who hadn't spoken for a long time heard the conversation between me and Xiaoyou and immediately leaned over, rubbing his shoulder, Xiaoyou said, "I know what's going on."

"What's the matter?" Xiaoyou asked, rubbing his nose.

Hearing this, the fat man immediately pretended to look like he was highly educated, and cleared his throat and said, "What is this in psychology, that memory is retained, it is the smell that stimulates you and your brain gives you memory. After living with the smell, you will feel as if you have been asking about the smell, but it is actually just your illusion."

Without continuing to listen to the fat man talking about that nonsense, I didn't know if it was true or not, and I flicked a small swim, I speeded up my pace and walked towards Chen Ming.

When he came to Chen Ming, he was just about to unscrew the kettle to drink. Seeing me following him, he handed me the unscrewed kettle and took a sip. I asked, "What happened just now? Ah? How come there are so many dead people?"

I asked quite straightforwardly. Chen Ming looked at me several times before answering the question.

His voice was not high, and he obviously didn't want other people to hear: "Those who have been dead for a long time can't see the cause of death, but the few who have just died should have been shot dead."

"Killed to death?" I was a little confused: "If you were shot to death, why did you stabb them with a knife?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Ming explained: "Those are all bullet holes. I want to dig out the bullets inside with a dagger."

"Did it out?"

"No." Chen Ming shook his head: "The bullets that hit the body were taken away in advance."

I was even more confused after hearing this: "Who would do such a troublesome thing? What's the point of taking the bullet from the dead person?"

"Very meaningful." Chen Ming looked at me: "For example, I can't judge the other party's approximate identity by bullets."

I was very surprised: "Is it still possible to identify the identity by bullets?"

"Yes, the specifications, types, and bullets of the weapons used by each team are not the same. Although it is not possible to know exactly who it is, it can still be distinguished roughly."

After hearing these words, I sighed in disappointment: "This is equivalent to not knowing anything."

"Nor." Chen Ming said.

"how?"

"At least I know, that place is not where those people died."

"You..." I was just about to ask how Chen Ming knew, but before I could say it, I suddenly thought of something... There was no trace of gunfights around the places where the bodies were piled up just now, so many people. It is impossible to be killed by a gun without leaving any traces. Since there is nothing, it can only show that they did not die here.

It's just that now I can't figure it out even more: "Who is full to support, kill people and give them a bunch of them? Does that person have obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

Speaking of this, Chen Ming stopped suddenly, his face seemed to be thinking of something important.

But soon he returned to his normal look and continued to walk forward.

I watched inexplicably next to him, but Chen Ming didn't say a word and I didn't ask him what he thought of.

This continued until about twelve o'clock at noon the next day. We just had lunch and rested for a while and were ready to continue. The moment I got up again, I suddenly fell to the ground without warning.

This sudden fall shocked Chen Ming, who was talking to Sun Mao on the other side, and rushed over and lifted me up from the ground, patted the gray on my body and asked anxiously: "Where did I fall? Why? Up?"

Before I got back from the inexplicable dizziness, Chen Ming pulled me up, thinking that I could stand on my own, but my feet seemed to be stepping on cotton. As soon as the strength of his hands was relieved, I immediately returned. Softened towards the ground.

This time I didn't fall to the ground anymore, Chen Ming hugged me, and Xiaoyou there immediately yelled at the sight of the situation and hurriedly opened the tent to leave me a place to rest.

It is reasonable to say that the tent would not be opened until it was camped at night, but Chen Ming would patronize me, and Sun Miao set up the tent by himself.

When I lay in, the dizziness of my head was almost gone.

It's just that Chen Ming is not at ease, anyway, I must rest for a while.

In this way, everyone has an extra afternoon of dressing time through my rest.

Fatty couldn't stay with the other two team members. Soon he ran out to look for the birdhouse. According to them, he was ready to take care of things and come back. Everyone would eat meat at night.

Xiaoyou accompanied me in the tent. Seeing that I was lying with my eyes open, I knew in my heart that I was okay, so he simply leaned aside and chatted with me.

She kept silent about my physical condition. In fact, everyone knew the reason, and there was no need to say it. It would make people sad.

Xiaoyou seems to have lingering fears about the pile of corpses that he saw during the day. She was still afraid of the corpses she said. She had an uncomprehensible expression on her face: "He Mo, you said I couldn't figure it out after a day of thinking. In a desolate place where no one does not shit, we came all the way and didn't even see any hair except those who died by themselves. Why did we suddenly meet so many dead people?"

When Chen Ming answered my question during the day today, it was obvious that he did not want other people to hear the conversation between the two of us. After thinking about it a little bit, I dealt with Xiaoyoudao: "It is estimated that it may be similar to our last time. In the end, the corpses were left in this place without taking them away."

Naturally, Xiaoyou would not believe this kind of far-fetched explanation, but with this kind of answer, she would be able to realize whether the other party really wanted to answer this question.

She was very interesting and stopped asking.

After saying something else, the exhaustion quickly came up, and it didn't take long before I fell asleep.

Xiaoyou didn't know when he left the tent. When I woke up, a bonfire had been lit outside, and it was very quiet. It seemed that everyone had already rested.

In the light of the bonfire outside, I stared at the top of the tent for a while. I felt that the strength of my body during this sleep had recovered a lot. After a few minutes, I just got up from my sleeping bag and prepared to move my bones outside the tent.

Xiao You stayed with Fatty again in the middle of the night. When I went out, both of them were in a daze. It was normal for Xiao You to be in a daze, but it was very rare to see the fat too in a daze.

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