I Am Carrying Gold From The Post-Apocalyptic World

"withdraw!"

After blocking for a while, the crowd had already entered the water, and the zombies were almost rushing in front of them. The third platoon leader hurriedly ordered to withdraw. Wang Bin got up and threw a grenade, and followed the crowd while fighting and retreating.

Since the crowd retreated while fighting, the firepower was a little weaker, and soon some zombies rushed to the crowd.

"Platoon leader, let's go!"

Seeing the zombies rushing forward, two soldiers stood up decisively to stand at the back, and fired wildly at the zombies!

"Aqiang, old cat, come back quickly!"

"Platoon leader, let's go!"

"Let go of me!"

"Platoon leader, you can't go!"

"Platoon leader, hurry up, you can't let us die in vain!"

The third platoon leader saw the two soldiers standing up to buy time for them, his eyes turned red, and he struggled to stand with the two soldiers, but he was quickly caught by the arms of the two soldiers and dragged back Walk.

Wang Bin felt very uncomfortable at this time, but he couldn't do anything, he could only silently follow the crowd towards the opposite side.

"Da da da!"

The two soldiers fired wildly and knocked down many zombies who rushed forward, but soon many more zombies rushed up, and soon the two soldiers were thrown down by the zombies.

"Aqiang!"

"Old cat!"

The people in the third row shouted out in grief when they saw the two soldiers being thrown down by the zombies.

The zombies behind jumped over the two soldiers and rushed up towards the river. The water was so deep that it reached their shoulders, and no one could shoot. They were so frightened that they swam forward desperately.

Perhaps it was because the zombie's body was too light, and the river was moving so fast that the zombie was washed away by the river as soon as it entered the river.

When Wang Bin and others swam to the other side, they were all so tired that they almost collapsed. They lay on the edge of the river and watched the zombies being washed away by the river, laughing.

But thinking of the comrades who died in battle, none of them could laugh, and they all stared blankly at the stupid zombies being washed away by the river one by one.

It was almost half a whisper, but the zombies behind kept rushing into the river, and then were carried away by the river again.

"Let's go!" The third platoon leader didn't want to watch any more, stood up and said, and took the lead and walked forward.

Everyone heard the words, did not say anything, followed silently.

There were originally more than a hundred fighters in this battle, but now only about thirty survived, and everyone felt very uncomfortable.

Everyone stopped and went, and only stopped to rest at noon.

Now most of their food is lost. At noon, everyone is only given a little porridge to drink. Wang Bin knows that they are running out of food.

Wang Bin asked everyone to cover him, and secretly took out half a bag of rice from the system and put it in his backpack.

Everyone knew Wang Bin's intentions and his helplessness, so no one said anything.

Wang Bin found the leader of the third platoon with the rice on his back. At this time, the leader of the third platoon was standing in front of a soldier, discussing how to find food along the way. Now their only way is to find wild vegetables and bark. very bad.

"Platoon Leader Liu, I have something to do with you!"

"Oh, it's Wang Bin, what's the matter?"

When Plato Leader Liu saw that it was Wang Bin coming, he quickly greeted him with a smile.

Yesterday Wang Bin led people to lend a helping hand. He and all the soldiers in the third platoon admired Wang Bin and the others very much. Platoon Leader Liu and Wang Bin chatted a lot along the way, and everyone became familiar with them.

"Platoon Leader Liu, how far are we from the station?"

"According to the current speed, it is estimated that we will arrive in two days!"

"Oh, are we out of food?"

"Well, today's porridge is the last bit of rice, so we can only find wild vegetables to eat at night, and maybe bark!"

"We collected a little food on the way here, and now we still have half a bag of rice, do you think it's enough?"

"Ah, you have rice! Thank you, thank you, and I thank you for them!"

"You're welcome! In addition, I have a few packs of cigarettes here, so I'll give them to you too!"

"Ah, we can have rice, but we can't have cigarettes. I'll take your wish!"

"No, listen to me. The soldiers are all tired, and now we need to help them release a little pressure. We still have two days to go, and we don't know if the road ahead will be peaceful. Let him smoke a little! "

"But this cigarette is very precious. Can you exchange it for a lot of things when you take it to the resident?"

"No matter how precious the life of a soldier is, there is hope as long as we are alive. I believe that one day we will be able to defeat the zombies and return to our former good life!"

"That's right, I'm sure you're my friend!"

"Haha, I thought we were friends a long time ago!"

"Haha, I made a mistake!"

"I'm just kidding!"

"Thank you! Li Hao, take the cigarettes and give each brother one!"

"Smoke! Okay, thank you, platoon leader!"

"Don't thank me. If you want to thank, thank Wang Bin. They gave it to you, and this half bag of rice!"

"Ah, and rice, thank you!"

"You're welcome!"

Wang Bin chatted with Platoon Leader Liu for a while, and then returned to Officer Miao and the others, saying that the matter was settled.

Liu Hao distributed one cigarette to each of his comrades, and handed over the remaining cigarettes to the platoon leader, and they decided not to take an extra cigarette.

The moment the soldiers got the cigarettes, they were all excited, puffing and puffing with enjoyment when they lit the cigarettes.

"Comfortable, I haven't smoked a cigarette for a long time!"

"Yes, Wang Bin is really generous!"

"Well, when we were on the other side of the river, he gave us grenades and bullets, and now we are giving us cigarettes and rice. We, the third row, will never forget this kindness. We must repay him when we have the opportunity!"

"Um!"

While the soldiers were enjoying the cigarettes, several fierce-looking men saw the soldiers smoking and came over with a smile to ask for it.

"Sorry, we only have one cigarette, if you don't mind smoking mine!" A soldier reluctantly handed over half a cigarette.

One of the big men thanked him and was about to pick up the cigarette, but was stopped by another big man.

"You look down on people, don't you?"

"How do you talk, we really don't have any!"

"Who are you lying to? I clearly saw that person leaving with half a pack of cigarettes just now!"

"That was given to us by Wang Bin, we have to hand in the rest!"

"Okay, don't you give it?"

After the big man finished speaking, he strode towards the crowd, and said loudly with a look of grief and indignation: "Fathers and folks, they have something to eat and smoke, but they don't share it with us! What are they giving us? Porridge that is watery, this is Do people eat it, do you think it’s right for them to do this?”

Many ordinary people went in without knowing it. When they heard that there was food to smoke, they were given porridge with only a few grains of rice. They stood up and came to the big man and glared at the soldiers.

"Don't listen to their nonsense, we have indeed run out of rice!"

"I'm talking nonsense, what's in that bag over there, and what's in your hands?"

"Wang Bin gave us both the rice and the cigarettes!"

"Who will believe it?"

"What's going on?" Platoon Leader Liu trotted over to ask about the situation when he heard the noise.

"Platoon leader, they framed us, saying that we hid rice and wouldn't let them eat it!"

"Comrade, we just finished eating the last bit of food, and that bag of rice was indeed given to us by Wang Bin just now!"

"Hmph, who will believe it, anyway, the mouth grows on you, you can say whatever you like!"

"How do you talk?"

"Why did I talk, what I said is the truth!"