I Killed the Dragon

　　 sent away the black police officer Kenneth, Gray did not rush downstairs, it was still early, he planned to practice marksmanship with the zombies below.

　　 "Your gun posture is not right, this will affect the accuracy of your shooting. If you practice like this, no matter how hard you try, you can't become a sharpshooter." Five shots exploded a zombie's head, and a voice came from behind Gray.

　　 "Oh, can you teach me?" Gray has nothing to be embarrassed about. If you don't understand, just ask is the traditional virtue he has always insisted on.

　　 Of course, he didn't think he was right. He was good at shooting with a bow and arrow, but he didn't have much experience with firearms. At most he knew how to aim and fire a gun.

　　 "Yes." Andre nodded. The reason why he had settled down with his wife came up, just to brush Gray's favor, hoping that he could take more care of his wife, so naturally he would not refuse his request at this time.

　　 And he also promised Gray before, and later recognized him as the boss. The first thing the boss said, he couldn't refuse.

　　 "You want this... this, this, this, and this." Half an hour after Andre's careful teaching, Gray's gun-holding posture seemed to be relatively standard.

　　 "Try a shot?"

　　 Gray nodded, and aimed his pistol at a zombie wearing a leather jacket downstairs.

"Snapped!"

　　 The zombie’s ear was cut in half by a shot.

　　 "It seems that you have completely mastered it. Then just keep practicing. If you practice more, your marksmanship will improve a lot. I'll see Luta." Andrei said, turning and going downstairs.

　　 Gray aimed at the zombie again, with another shot. After this correction, the bullet passed through the head of the zombie smoothly.

　　 Next, Grace didn't care about the consumption of bullets and kept practicing marksmanship.

Gray has a solid foundation in intermediate archery, his technique is steady, his eyes are accurate, and his physical fitness is strong, the recoil of the pistol is basically zero for him. After dozens of bullets, he can basically do it. Two to three shots can kill a zombie within ten meters.

　　 And his marksmanship was finally recognized by the system, reaching the entry level.

　　 The entry-level marksmanship, specifically about hitting people within ten meters, can definitely hit, but if you want to hit the designated position, you need to fine-tune one or two times.

　　 dozens more rounds were fired, and when there were only more than 300 rounds in the backpack, Gray rubbed his wrist and went to eat.

　　 "What a fulfilling day." Gray nodded secretly and looked at the people sitting everywhere. He put his gaze on CJ, "It is not healthy to eat these things every day, CJ, are there some vegetable seeds in the mall?"

"Boss, the mall sells clothes, furniture, electrical appliances, fitness equipment, drinks and the like, and does not sell seeds." CJ thought for a while and replied. As the security leader of the mall, he is not as good as the manager and warehouse keeper. He is familiar with the things here, but he still knows roughly whether there is anything.

　　 "No?" Gray scratched his chin. This is hard to do. How can I eat these things every day? Think of a way.

"I will figure out a way for the seed. From tomorrow on, you will all go to the first floor to dig the soil and back to the roof. We have to make long-term plans for ourselves. Even if there is no rescue, we can survive on our own." Gray looked at the people and said solemnly, "Otherwise, we will eat the food in the mall, and we will have to wait for death at that time."

　　 "Boss, rest assured, tomorrow we will start digging."

　　 "Also, don't dig into the fountain, and don't dig the water pipe at the bottom. In the future, when the water runs out, we might have to live with this water."

　　 "Deserving to be the boss, looking forward, always think of things we can't notice."

　　 "I want to thank the boss for everyone. If there is no boss, we will be sad in the future."

　　 "It is our luck to meet someone like the boss. The boss's words are my mission. I will do what the boss says. I can never spare him who dares not listen to the boss."

　　 The remaining few people were too thin-skinned, and there were too many words of gratitude in their hearts, so they could only express their inner respect with their heads down.

　　 "Well, there are too many changes today, and you are all tired. Let's rest early and talk about the excavation tomorrow." Gray said very understanding.

　　 For him, today was just to play in a strange world. The only time he encountered danger was when he just came out and got dizzy. The rest of the time was basically in waves.

　　 But for other people, today is really thrilling, and they have lost a lot today. Most of their relatives and friends have become members of zombies, physically and mentally suffering a huge blow, and need to recuperate.

　　 The others nodded each other, and Gray looked at the CJ people again, "You are familiar with the surveillance here. I hope you can arrange one person on duty, lest the group of zombies outside don’t know when they will come in. We don’t know yet."

　　 "Boss, this is impossible. As long as they don't use tools to smash them, those zombies will not be able to squeeze through the door even if they squeeze for a year." Barry said reluctantly.

The person on duty must be chosen among the three of them. CJ is their original head. Naturally it cannot be him. Then it is him and Terry. Obviously it is impossible to let one person do it for the time being. It must be separated by two people. Take turns in a few days, so it's definitely his turn, he doesn't want to do this drudgery.

"What if they really run in? Face countless zombies. With your three small pistols, who of you can survive? Do you think I'm for myself? Say it yourself, face zombies~www.mtlnovel .com~Which one of us is more certain of survival?" Gray said coldly.

　　 The things on duty today must be arranged, otherwise the door is really broken by zombies one night, then there is really nowhere to escape.

　　Of course, it is these people who have nowhere to escape, not including himself. At best, he has lost a bunch of little brothers and a simple base.

　　 So, he said it was for their good, but he was not just talking about it, but really thinking about them.

　　 "Of course, in a few days, you can take Andre and the others, let them get familiar with the process and spend the night together."

　　 "Boss, we understand, don't worry, I must arrange this." CJ slapped Bart on the head and smiled flatteringly.

"I do this for everyone to live better. If you don't want to, I won't force it at all, but when you can't live, don't blame me for not finding a way for you in the first place." Gray was displeased, and the others who helped others were not happy, he was not so mean.

　　 Gray left after speaking, leaving a few people looking at each other. Michael opened his mouth and said: "CJ, Gray said something reasonable, I will be on duty with you today."

　　 "No, you must be exhausted today. Terry, you will be on the night shift for five days first, and then Bart will take over you." CJ refused. He also knew that Michael might become a zombie and didn't want him to be in danger.

　　 "After everyone enters your resting place, it is best to lock the door. I saw the place you chose, and this is your key." CJ took out a bunch of keys and gave them a few.

　　‘"Okay, let's go rest." After speaking, the security trio left first.

　　 "Let's go, too." The remaining four also returned to the place of their choice.