Counterattack the End of the World To Collect Beautiful Men

Chapter 38:

"Isn't it reported yet?" Nangong Hao was very masculine, naturally holding Miffy's small hand, and walking towards the place where the militia was reporting.

The people who had been onlookers had suddenly realized expressions on their faces, automatically filling Miffy's identity. No wonder this woman dares to play with that fat man like this? It turns out that they are also capable players and have a deep background.

In the Central China Survivor Base, those in power are divided into two factions, one is political politicians, headed by the fat man's uncle Yan Yuguang. Yan Yuguang was originally the secretary of the municipal party committee of W city. The two parties are headed by the army defending the base, commander Zhao Jianguo of the Central China Army. Although the two factions worked hand in hand on the manifestation, they resisted the invasion of zombies and hunted mutant beasts together. But the struggle for power in private has not stopped for a moment. Even ordinary people at the base are aware of the struggle between the two factions.

And Nangong Hao is a general under Zhao Jianguo of the Central China Army. Although his rank is not high, he is a powerful faction, special combat soldier, and ancient martial artist, and other idlers are not Nangong Hao's opponents. Such skill, coupled with advanced thermal weapons, can be called the king of soldiers.

"Let go! I'll misunderstand." Miffy said reluctantly, struggling to get rid of those big hands like iron pliers.

"Misunderstanding? That's right!" A faint smile appeared in Nangong Hao's deep eyes, and he turned his head and said meaningfully.

In this way, the two of them came to the report point of the Central China Base Militia Organization in an ambiguous manner, and of course there were more passers-by!

The hustle and bustle of people has long been crowded with the check-in area. In the previous life, Miffy resisted hunting zombies subconsciously, but just wanted to hide behind the man and be a little housemaid, a vine, a dodder, attached to the man. So I never paid attention to the militia organization of the base, and the hunting squad formed by the survivors freely.

Didn't expect the survivors of the militia to be so popular? Isn't it very dangerous to beat zombies? Why are so many people rushing to do it?

Miffy looked suspiciously at these passionate crowds, as if defending the country is no longer just talking about it, but desperately trying to defend his homeland.

Incomprehensible, incredible.

As if perceiving the doubt in Miffy’s eyes, Nangonghao actively explained, “In the last days, only by joining the army can you have weapons. The corresponding survival probability is also very high. The army not only has weapons, but also food. Food at the base. Running out."

"There's not much food?" Miffy suddenly remembered. In the days to come, more and more people will join the militia, hunt and kill teams freely, and go out to find supplies.

It turned out that the crisis of the fall of the base three months later had actually begun to emerge at this time. The establishment of this base is very hasty. Not only is the leadership inconsistent, but there is even a shortage of food. How can we ensure the safety of ordinary people? Thinking of this, the urgency in Miffy's heart became stronger. Three months, these three months are a critical period. Even if you still can't activate the ability at that time, at least you must have a gun and have the ability to protect yourself.

"Yeah! But this is a secret and must not be revealed." Nangong Hao suddenly said in a serious and mysterious manner. It is true that this news can trigger a panic event for ordinary people.

And Nangonghao was able to reveal this news to himself, it seemed that he was sincere to himself. Thinking of this, Miffy's eyes flashed with joy and tenderness. But it was a fleeting flash. Isn't the loss in the last life enough?

"Yeah." Miffy replied blankly, and then joined the crowd of reports, waiting in line for review.

"You want to join the army?" Zhou Bin, who was in charge of registration, asked in surprise. Zhou Bin is over forty years old, and he is a big man with a stubborn waist. His tendon is comparable to Schwarzenegger. Especially the dark and rough skin shows that he has been engaged in physical work for a long time. Zhou Bin was surprised at this time. When a pretty and weak little girl wanted to beat a zombie? Do you think this is playing games at the house, playing Doudou?

"Yes! This is my recommendation letter." Miffy took out the recommendation letter that Nangong Hao had written for herself, and threw it out sturdily.

"It turned out to be the recommendation of the team leader!" Zhou Bin grinned honestly, showing his white teeth. Suddenly he looked up and saw Nangong Hao standing in the distance, "Hello captain!" Zhou Bin gave a non-standard military salute. The militia organization is also under the leadership of the army and is a loose auxiliary organization.

Nangong Hao nodded slightly, and didn't step forward to mix things up.

With Nangonghao's letter of recommendation, all the procedures went smoothly. After receiving the proof, Miffy greeted Nangong Hao and went to participate in the training. I originally thought that at this time, I should be the first to join the militia. I didn't expect to wait for Miffy to get to the gun, and found a free and easy woman with pretty short hair and a look in her twenties. She had disassembled the gun somewhere, and was quite skillful with the gun. This is a very energetic woman, heroic.

Miffy received a gun of unknown model and fiddled with it in his hand. What the hell! Miffy muttered to herself, it was really heavy.

"The guns are maintained by themselves, and each person is given 100 bullets. We first get familiar with the performance of the guns and practice shooting." A soldier in military uniform gave an elementary explanation.

Miffy studied very seriously, which is related to the foundation of his future survival. If you can't activate the ability, then this gun is your own safety guarantee.

At this time Miffy knew that this submachine gun was AK47, a classic gun type. The bullet was heavy, exuding the smell of metal and iron, and it made Miffy feel the cruelty of the end times even more.

Practice shooting is to conduct actual combat training. A row of immature rookies stood on the outer wall of the base, watching the zombies staggering approaching!

Bang!

With the strong stamina of the gun, Miffy's mouth almost broke, and her shoulders were sore. He chopped a few of the long nails of Qianqianyu's hands that he had kept. In the end, Miffy simply reduced the nails of his ten fingers. If you want to be like a human being, you must keep getting stronger.

Miffy continued to encourage herself in the bottom of her heart, gritting her teeth, standing on the wall, aiming, shooting, aiming, and shooting!

And the same sturdy woman, and the neat woman standing beside her, kept shooting, aiming, and shooting again.

The difference is that Miffy often misses the target, and she keeps getting a headshot!

People are the same, why is the gap so big?

Miffy looked at the woman next to her silently, she was skillfully loaded, shot, and practiced! She has definitely practiced before!

Miffy, who comforts herself in her heart and has a very strong self-esteem, is not reconciled. She can do it, and she can do it too!

(Sorry for the wait!)