fictional doomsday

Mr. Long originally walked slowly. After hearing the gunfire, he immediately hid in the green belt nearby to cover up his figure. He relaxed when he saw that Wu Xian, who was walking in front, was not hit by the bullet. He took a deep breath, then raised his head slightly and began to look for the source of the gunfire.

Because of the "prophet" ability, Wu Xian knew in advance where the bullets were coming from, so he immediately looked up to the sixth floor of the dormitory building and saw a middle-aged man in uniform looking at him with a surprised look on his face. Looking here, before Wu Xian could see the other party's appearance clearly, a group of students and several men with rifles appeared in the dormitory building.

Although these people were all wearing standard camouflage uniforms, Wu Xian could easily tell from their behavior that they were not soldiers, but rather looked like a group of armed men pretending to be an army.

At this time, the group of people was escorting a group of college students out, and Wu Xian, the man on the sixth floor who shot him with a gun just now, must be one of these people.

Soon the group of people in the dormitory building saw Wu Xian outside the building. After a quick exchange, someone came towards him with a gun pointed at Wu Xian.

Wu Xian immediately raised his hands to show weakness, and then thoughts raced in his mind, wondering whether he should take action. It wasn't until the armed man in military uniform walked out of the dormitory with a gun raised that Wu Xian made a decision.

"Who are you? Where are you from?" One of the young men approached Wu Xian and asked, raising a gun.

"I am also a survivor at the University of Science and Technology. I teach students survival skills!" At this time, Wu Xian didn't care whether there was a teacher who taught this kind of skills. He opened his mouth and made nonsense, changing his identity from a suspicious survivor. Became a teacher at the Polytechnic University.

The young man who came forward to ask questions had obviously not attended any university, and he was not sure whether the university had such a subject. He turned his head to another gun-wielding militant behind him. This man was slightly older, about thirty years old. The middle-aged man also frowned, then kicked the college student next to him and asked, "Does your school have such a teacher?"

The college student had never met Wu Xian, but some of them knew him. Although he didn’t know why Wu Xian pretended to be a teacher, he was also smart. Without waiting for his classmates to reply, he immediately said, "Yes, he teaches me how to survive in the wild." teacher!"

Except for a few students who had seen Wu Xian, the other students looked at the college student with some surprise.

"Did I ask you a question?" The man kicked the college student who was trying to talk to him, then walked up to Wu Xian with a gun on his back and looked him up and down.

"You don't look like a teacher. How can you teach survival in the wild?"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter whether you are or not. What's in the bag on your back? Take it out for me!"

Wu Xian glanced at the man, and then calmly took off the tactical backpack on his back, then opened the backpack and threw it directly to them. Of course, he still hid the bags of things for Zhong Qiyue in the bag. , and the blood crystals were all hidden in the middle of his backpack, with everything pressed underneath. It was full of food and you couldn’t tell without careful inspection.

The two gun-wielding militants casually rummaged through Wu Xian's backpack and were a little surprised to see so much food in it, and asked, "Why is there so much food?"

"I said I am the teacher of the wilderness survival class, and this is the food I brought back from outside for the students to eat!" Wu Xian explained cooperatively, which confirmed his identity as a teacher.

The two armed men looked at each other and nodded slightly, seeming to have believed Wu Xian's words. However, one of them saw the black plastic box Wu Xian was carrying and planned to step forward to check it carefully. At this time, another group of people came down from the dormitory building. They were also two armed men holding a group of students hostage. At the back of the group was the middle-aged man who had sniped at Wu Xian on the sixth floor.

When this group of people also walked out of the dormitory building, Wu Xian felt a hint of murderous intent from the middle-aged man. This feeling was not comparable to that of other men with guns. Wu Xian quietly looked at the other man's appearance. He is in his teens, has a scar at the corner of his eye, and his eyes are as sharp as an eagle.

After meeting Wu Xian, he was sure that this man was definitely not an ordinary person. He had either served as a soldier and been on the battlefield, or he was a vicious gangster.

Just for a moment, the middle-aged man was already walking towards Wu Xian. When the militants who had previously targeted Wu Xian saw the middle-aged man, they all bent down and bowed to say hello.

"Master Wu!"

"Master Wu!"

Seeing this battle, Wu Xian also saw that the opponent had an extraordinary background and seemed to be the boss of the team.

"Boy, your reaction to danger is pretty good. You can dodge my bullets! You have two brushes!"

"Luckily, my sixth sense is relatively strong!"

"Where is the man in uniform who was following you just now hiding?"

"Where is the person? I don't know!"

The middle-aged man sneered without saying anything more. He waved his hand and said, "Take it with you and go to the library!"

"Put your things on your back and come with us!" The two militants picked up Wu Xian's tactical backpack and returned it to him with some difficulty.

Long Changshu, who had been hiding in the green belt, originally wanted to find the person who shot the gun. Instead, he saw Wu Xian being held hostage by an armed man wearing camouflage uniforms, and a group of students. Later, he saw When a group of people came out, he naturally couldn't expose himself at this time. In addition, everyone on the other side had a gun, and he didn't know who the other party was, so he decided to move his position and observe secretly, waiting for Wu Xiang's signal. , at this time it is more advantageous for the two of them that he is in the dark.

Wu Xian glanced at the hidden figure of Mr. Long, thinking a little, but there was no chance to communicate with the old man.

"Stop whining! Everyone, hurry up! Finish gathering early and get to the survivor base early!"

The few college students walking at the end were kicked a few times. Wu Xian looked back and continued to follow the team. More than ten minutes later, Wu Xian saw the front of the library of the Polytechnic University. At this time, two or three people had gathered. Hundreds of people, in addition to boys, there were also female survivors that he could not see last time. It was obvious that this group of armed men had conducted a blanket search across the entire university and drove all the survivors to the square in front of the library. Above, gunshots from militants could be heard from time to time. They were obviously killing zombies that were approaching when they smelled human scent.

After the middle-aged man named "Master Wu" communicated with several militants, he stood in front of everyone with a big loudspeaker. He said loudly: "My name is Wu Xiangfeng, and I am from the Jiangdong Survival Base. What broke out outside" I believe everyone should know about the canine plague virus, so we are here today to take everyone to the survival base for unified protection. You don’t have to worry. As long as you obey, we will not hurt you, so I hope everyone will be well. Cooperate with our work to avoid unnecessary accidents!"