blood plague

Chapter 84 The memory of the past

"Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa……"

After Iger skillfully emptied the magazine, he removed the magazine and reloaded it slowly.

After losing the cohesive effect of the commander, these infected people are just a plate of wooden people in bulk, and they will just stand there and eat bullets.

After playing a few rounds, Iger had cleared the infected people near the road. He asked Joanna to press the horn hard, and then attracted the infected people all over the mountains and plains.The car retreated and continued to shoot after reaching a safe distance.

There were no twists and turns this time, and the progress was very fast. After noon, Iger had already fired more than a dozen magazines, and the only infected people left were those who had scattered far away.

Iger threw the gun in his hand into the cargo compartment, he was tired.So everyone retreated to the billboard and climbed up with big backpacks.

Resting on this is the smartest thing to do when you're not sure if it's safe for four weeks.At least you don't have to worry about being pounced on by an infected person when you are eating happily.

As a result, both outposts were activated.

The food for noon is the hard steamed buns I brought yesterday.

Humans can't become extravagant and lustful as soon as they get a little good.

Canned food is an emergency food that can be stored for a long time. It is enough to taste the taste, and it can be eaten as a meal.

However, Iger had an idea in his mind. If he could capture such a warehouse-style supermarket, he would not be able to eat canned food every day until he was full.

What a great idea, except that's what all the survivors think.

Fortunately, the intelligence of the infected is not high enough, otherwise they can also sit on the sidelines and wait for rabbits, and they don't know how many survivors who came to steal the cans will be caught.

After lunch, Iger felt drowsy and could hold on, but his head was groggy.I didn't sleep well at night, and the most uncomfortable thing was not the morning, but the afternoon.

Iger shook his head, he walked to the iron escalator and climbed to the top floor.Maybe blowing more air on it will make me sober.

The wind on the top floor of the billboard was very strong. After Iger blew against the cool wind for a while, although the drowsiness had not receded, his mind did come back a little.

Iger heard the ladder ringing, and he turned his head to see that Joanna had also climbed up.

Joanna imitated Iger's appearance, crossed her arms and put them on the billboard, her upper body relaxed slightly, half standing and half lying down.

The two of them looked at the scenery ahead together like this, and after blowing the wind for a while, Joanna whispered, "Hey, what are you thinking about?"

Iger turned his head and glanced at Joanna.

Joanna was concentrating on looking into the distance, her hair was tied into a big ponytail again, and the long ponytail was swinging back and forth like a pendulum in the wind.

Joanna is very beautiful, she is in the most dreamy girlhood, and what belongs to her should be a beautiful life.

Beauty makeup, fashion, endless gossip, these are the themes that should appear in her life, instead of carrying a heavy shotgun and carrying a huge murder ax, following her all day long as a watch hands.

Iger turned his head away, exhaled two long pale noses, and said, "I didn't think about anything. I was just a little sleepy, come up and blow some air."

Iger commuted alone last night, and the other three knew it.Andy also criticized Iger this morning.

In the advance team of four, anyone can commute, but only Iger can't.He is the core of the task of clearing the infected and is irreplaceable.

Iger took this criticism seriously.

Sure enough, Iger felt a little dazzled after firing dozens of bullets this morning. He handed the gun to Erica and asked Erica to fire a few more.

Erica's marksmanship is very accurate, and she can hit the gun at about 50 meters. After all, rifle shooting is the basic operation of security training.

When encountering powerful gangsters, the police can retreat while calling for reinforcements, ensuring their own safety as the first priority;

But the security personnel can't do it. If you want to keep your job, or even the company's reputation, you have to go to the top and work hard.

The work of the police does not necessarily face ferocious gangsters every day; security personnel, what they eat is risk food.

If the employer's living and working environment is extremely safe, he does not need to pay extra for security.

In the Central Plains and America, security guards are two completely different professions.

The security guards in the Central Plains, everyone thinks of the uncle who is responsible for guarding the gate and collecting parking fees for passing vehicles, or the middle-aged uncle in blue clothes wandering back and forth in the shopping mall.

The security guards in the United States can almost be regarded as paramilitary organizations. Under the rigorous training, the combat quality of the security personnel is better than that of most police officers.

Erica is very accurate, but she shoots very slowly, taking about 1 minute to fire a shot.

This rate of fire is the normal speed. The .22 "toy gun" can only hit and destroy the brain for a large target like a human being.

The skull of the human body is very hard, so if the bullet is aimed but not aimed, it is very likely that the bullet will be ineffective.

Erica is used to the 5.56 bullet, but now uses the lighter .22, but it feels like "lifting the weight as if it is heavy".

To say that the infected are wooden people is just Iger's description.

In fact, whether the infected person is standing or walking, their body will keep shaking, especially when the infected person runs with zombie steps, the biggest feature is that the upper body shakes very violently.

In this case, the easiest way to destroy them is to set up a heavy machine gun, chug chug, and a metal storm of thousands of bullets sweeps across.

It takes a lot of energy to use such a small-caliber gun to start with one shot at a time.

After firing two magazines, Erica couldn't take it anymore, and she exchanged the gun to Iger.

When Iger took the gun from Erica, he remembered a scene from a novel he had read before:
The second brother Chao laughed at Ning Que's killing people as if they were farming, which was not aesthetically pleasing.

Ning Que gasped and said, "There's no such thing as killing people when farming."

Iger realizes now that even killing people with a gun like this is tiring.

This morning, I fired hundreds of bullets and knocked down nearly a hundred infected people. Iger was exhausted.

This is not only physical fatigue, but also mental overdraft.

After Iger and Joanna stood together and blew the cold wind for a while, Joanna turned to Iger and asked, "Have you recalled or dreamed about your previous life?"

previous life?
Iger nodded.

After work, Iger often has different dreams of campus life.

When the work is easier, I will dream that I am in junior high school or university; when the work is frantic, I often dream that I am in high school or even about to face the college entrance examination.

During this time, Iger dreamed that he was in high school again.

He remembered the last dream very clearly, and he even lost his temper in the dream.

In the dream, Iger stood up and yelled loudly to the teacher who was taking math class: "I fight zombies during the day, and I have to learn math at night, please let me go! I won't take the college entrance examination. At worst, I will repeat it again. year!"

After waking up, Iger felt that his dream was quite interesting.

Does it want to take the high school math class to relieve its current mental stress, or does it want to tell itself that math for the college entrance examination is much more difficult than fighting monsters.

Mathematics in the college entrance examination is an unforgettable pain for Iger.

When he took the college entrance examination for the first time, he failed the math test.

On that day, when he started from the multiple choice questions and went smoothly all the way to the big questions, an accident happened.

Iger opened his eyes wide and read from the first question to the last one, but he didn't know any of them.

In the love apartment, Lu Ziqiao had a nightmare, saying that he dreamed that he was taking an exam.After he woke up, he found that he was really taking the exam.

When my friends saw this passage, they laughed happily, but Iger couldn't laugh.Because he had actually experienced the feeling that he was having a nightmare during the exam.

That year, he failed in mathematics as a matter of course, and he only scored 100 points in the test.

On the day the scores were announced, Iger yelled to his parents: "Don't comfort me, I'm going to repeat!"

One year after re-studying, I took the college entrance examination for the second time. This time there was no accident, and Iger was successfully admitted to a 985 school.

But that failed math test experience has become a spiritual imprint that will never be erased in his memory.

Iger said to Joanna: "A few days ago, I dreamed that I was taking a math test, but I couldn't solve a single problem. I woke up when I was anxious. When I woke up, I thought that I don't need to take the test anymore. It was surprisingly comfortable.”

When Joanna heard this, she burst out laughing.

(End of this chapter)