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Text 100 Treasure Hunt 2 (Silver League Plus 15)

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    "Do you mind shooting other survivors?" Seeing that Randy didn't make a sound, Hong Tao stopped going around in circles. This topic is too heavy, and basically no one would think about it.

    "Why did you do this!" In fact, Randy still didn't quite understand what Hong Tao meant, but he couldn't keep silent anymore.

    That's right, I was present when I used the shortwave radio to communicate with survivor groups around the world, and even operated it, and had a brief chat with two fellow Americans.  The situation is not optimistic. Although the number of known survivors is increasing day by day, 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 people.  But I was thinking about how to use a gun to eliminate other survivors, crazy or insane!

    "Because as long as there are human beings, 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 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 think there is a threat, you should start first.

    The reason for such a unified understanding is the Sun Dacheng gang. After seeing the tragic situation of those rescued women, those who were still a little hesitant immediately changed their minds, such as Liu Quanyou.  But now there are more Randy and a few medical staff, they didn't see it with their own eyes, and it seems that the influence of hearing alone is not enough.

    "Just like a country, the system can be different, but there is no need to use the mode of war to solve the problem. You also said that the current resources are close to infinite, which can fully meet the needs of all parties."

    Sure enough, Randy didn't agree with Hong Tao's point of view, not to mention being the first to shoot at the same kind, and he was not even willing to confront each other.  But he didn't rely entirely on his personal preferences, and finally gave a reasonable reason, not to rob resources.

    "I also said that the most precious resources at present are not food and water, nor fuel and batteries, but people. I remember this and you agree, but you obviously forgot this, right?"  It's just plausible, it doesn't stand up to scrutiny at all.  Hong Tao didn't wait for the cigarette butt to burn his hands, so he threw the question back intact.

    "It's hard for me to accept this statement. It seems to be back to the era of slave trade. People become commodities and can be bought and sold at will." Don't look at Randy's advice not to go around in circles when you have something to say.  No worse than the Chinese.

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

    "Huh What would you choose if it really came to that time? 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 sounded a little sarcastic.

    "Bah, I may have smoked fake cigarettes, how can Huazi still drop the cigarette butts I can only choose not to let my group become slaves, and I can't control the others. Have you ever thought about it, maybe slavery is the most suitable system.  It is developed now. Think more about it, if we survivors cannot restore technological civilization within a year or two, what situation will we face after all existing energy sources fail, and there will be slave civilization by then  It's not bad."

    Maybe it was because he smoked too hard, the butt of the newly lit cigarette was flicked off just after taking two puffs.  Hong Tao cursed in a low voice, took out the cigarette case and looked at it carefully.  In fact, it¡¯s useless to look at it. Before the disaster, he was reluctant to buy such an expensive cigarette.

    "Leader Hong, have you guys finished talking? We've searched to the third floor, we're still waiting for orders!" At this moment, Shui Nanqin's crisp voice came from the emergency passage, and she was pouted.  impatient.

    "Here we come, what are you rushing for? Zombies are not singers. If you go late, you won't be able to see themLet's go, Team Leader Lan, the old rules, your team is responsible for cover, if you have anything to say, wait until the break."

    Hong Tao was very angry that someone dared to interrupt his lecture, and threw most of the boxes of Zhonghua cigarettes with his hands.  But the little girl was quite agile, and she dodged it as soon as she shrank her head, and then disappeared through the fire door.

    In addition to Shui Nanqin, Hong Tao's team also had a male surgeon, who was under forty years old and supposedly in his prime.  However, those with scalpels and those with machetes are not in the same industry after all, and their combat effectiveness is very average.  Randy's team members are also a man and a woman. It is not safe for the four of them to search alone. Even if they don't like it, they have to stop the discussion.

    "Randy, you take one person to stay and guard the stairs, and the rest??I go to the basement!  "Sure enough, it was very unsafe. Shui Nanqin and the others forgot about the basement, and went upstairs to search without thinking about it. Facing this situation, Hong Tao didn't do anything. He didn't even have enough reasons to criticize.  rearrange.

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

    "I guard and guard, my ears are the sharpest!" Before the words fell, Shui Nanqin volunteered to be a backup with Randy.

    "Fuck you! Aren't they just mice and cockroaches? Even zombies are afraid of these things!" Before Randy agreed, Hong Tao grabbed Shui Nanqin by the neck and pushed her down the stairs.

    "It's really scary Can I not go down Please, Uncle Hong No, Grandpa Hong!" Shui Nanqin didn't intend to be caught without a fight, she struggled hard and refused to take a step down, and burst into tears  , instantly descended a generation.

    If he could be fooled by sweet words alone, then Zhang Ke would have joined the field team long ago.  Compared with Shui Nanqin, that 12-year-old boy is bold and daring, thinking about killing everyone all the time.  It's a pity that no matter how flattering he was, Hong Tao didn't agree with his request, and he wasn't even allowed to participate in the labor of the logistics team.

    He was only given two choices, either to be honest and follow the 10-year-old little girl Lan Yuer to attend classes with Mrs. Shu, or to follow Chu Qiu to help the medical team.

    "I don't have such a useless granddaughter as you. Come on, Archmage, hurry up and make a fireball, and open the way!"  Rescued otaku.

    He was fooled by Hong Tao. In order to get the transfer scroll as soon as possible and become a fire master, every time he participated in the suppression operation and rotation training, he held up his shield and gritted his teeth in front of him. When others rested, he had to sneak around with a knife  Dissecting the corpse, hoping to get the kernel.

    Naturally, there was nothing in the end. When he knew that he had been cheated, his eyes were red, his hands were tightly clenched into fists, and he confronted Hong Tao for more than a minute Unfortunately, he didn't punch him, just a buttock  Sitting on the ground and crying loudly.

    That voice was so thick and sad that it almost attracted all the zombies near the East Third Ring Road, if they didn't run so fast, they would be dumped.  In the end, Jiao San and Zhang Tao held this guy in the car again and beat him up, and by the way, he was nicknamed the Great Mage!

    "There are really mice and cockroaches!?" Pan Wenxiang does have fireball skills, and there are two at once.  Two white lights instantly lit up from the top of his head and shoulders, two high-power flashlights were fixed on his helmet and shoulders, and two lithium batteries were carried on his waist.

    This is a lighting tool that Li Xiang modified with electric bicycle batteries. It was originally used for underground circular fortifications. Now there are battery packs and generators for power supply there. 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 diffuse, almost 120 degrees, adjustable yellow light and white light, and the brightness is very high.  The flashlight on the shoulder is a spotlight. I dare not say that a hundred meters is still a beam of light. Anyway, seventy or eighty meters is no problem.  In addition to high brightness, the duration is also long, relying on two batteries on the waist can be used continuously for about 8 hours.

    "What? Are you an archmage afraid of mere reptiles? How about I tell you another story about digging the core out of a mutated mouse!" Seeing Pan Wenxiang lingering but refusing to go down, Hong Tao put his hands on the  on his shoulder
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