Chapter 148: Gunshots, rebellion, karmic determinism.

However, since this was Ding Qiuyun's request, he did as he was told.

Gu Xinzhi was wanted by the Neo-humans, but there really aren't many who have seen his face and lived to tell the tale.

Besides, this team of Neo-humans was not part of the same group that had wanted him, so there was no need to worry about anyone recognizing him.

I did get in, but life here is not very pleasant.

He hadn't even smoked a cigarette, and here came trouble.

A cigarette case was handed to Gu Xinzhi, just by smelling the aroma of the tobacco, the old smoker could easily tell that even if it was not in the post-apocalyptic world, it was still a rare good cigarette.

He thought for a moment, opened his mouth and bit one, holding it in his mouth, not rushing to light it.

A match was struck at the right time, hissing the smoke brightly, and the smoke curled up along his unpainted, vermilion lips.

Gu Xinzhi exhales a nice smoke ring.

The coolness of a teenager is really the deadliest weapon, even if there is no love or flirtation in his demeanor, he can easily make people hot.

The bearded man sat down beside him and stared at Gu Xinzhi with burning eyes : "Hard work."

Gu Xinzhi fades, "Uh-huh."

The bearded man tried to hook Gu Xinzhi's shoulder, "Look at you, why don't you know how to take care of yourself, you are even thinner than when you came here."

Gu Xinzhi's face was unchanged, but his mouth nearly chewed the filter.

The bearded man's last name was Qiu, and he was the current leader of this team of neo-humans. And this team was the largest of all the neo-human teams that coveted the arsenal.

Earlier, Gu Xinzhi had observed the area for a long time, weighing all the pros and cons, and confirming that this was the most suitable place for him to infiltrate, before he threw himself at it with his team.

He thought he had it all figured out, but when he passed the letter on to Ding Qiuyun informing him of his choice of the New Human camp, Ding Qiuyun returned to him with a single word: "Ha."

Gu Xinzhi : "What does ...... mean?"

Ding Qiuyun said, "It's no big deal. You'll know when you go."

Ding Qiuyun doesn't meddle in Gu Xinzhi's self-built new team, but he knows quite a bit about the new human groups that are even slightly more powerful.

...... Shu Wenqing's commercial town is now a large information distribution center, and if you want any information, you can ask here.

Ding Qiuyun is half right: it's not a big deal, and Gu Xinzhi does know it when he goes.

The captain of this new human team, Luohu, is very fond of beautiful-looking young men, and Gu Xinzhi's looks and temperament are just right for his aesthetic point of view.

Gu Xinzhi is so annoyed by the pestering that even if he is distant and cold, he is still happy to come up to him, causing Gu Xinzhi a lot of headaches.

He wrote back and questioned, "Ding Qiuyun, did you deliberately not tell me?"

Shortly afterward, a letter from the town arrived.

Ding Qiuyun's answer was only two words, "Yes."

Gu Xinzhi pinched the two-word letter, read it for a long time in his sleeping bag, his heart was sour and soft, biting the flashlight, writing back word by word with the tip of a pencil.

He wanted to say, "Will this make you angry?", wanted to ask, "Do I need to do more?", deleted, changed, deleted, and finally sent, but only a short word.

He said, "Good."

...... Well, as long as you're happy, it's all at your disposal is what it is.

It was for the sake of planning that Gu Xinzhi did not instantly snap the bearded man's neck.

He just coldly glanced over, then looked at the complexion beard heart shaking, and did not dare to have excess movement, the corner of the mouth first stiffly squeezed out a pleasing smile, "Xiaogu ......"

Gu Xinzhi stood up and dusted off the shoulder he had just touched, "Thank you Team Qiu for the cigarettes."

If the next person did this action, the bearded man would definitely be furious, but Gu Xinzhi doing this made him unable to raise his anger at all.

Even the two sounds of clothing rubbing as his whitened fingertips brushed his shoulders were just the right amount of charming.

After Gu Xinzhi got up and left, the bearded man felt bored, and was taking a cigarette out of the box, when his eyes turned to find Gu Xinzhi stealing back to look at himself after walking out dozens of steps.

Being quietly spied on like this, the bearded man did not feel angry, but instead, his body was crisped up raw by the gaze, and he looked back with a smile.

Gu Xinzhi's body shook slightly, turned his head and walked away quickly.

The bearded man laughed.

No matter how much he pretended, the twenty-something year old waif was really still too young.

Although he came with a pretty good quality team, but in terms of quantity, his side is overwhelming, Gu Xinzhi want to get a share of the arsenal, but also have to obediently cling to his side, even if his heart is not willing to do so.

The more reluctant he was, the more he resisted, and the quicker he waited for the moment he got his hands on it.

However, in the eyes of Gu Xinzhi, who was walking behind him, there was no trace of the mortification, nervousness, or uneasiness he had expected.

His look was like that of a wolf on the hunt, cunning, cruel, with a sinister light of shrewdness.

As he walked, he wiped his hands, his lips, and wherever he was touched by any of the bearded man's belongings with a snow-white linen handkerchief, then came behind the tent and casually threw the handkerchief into a pile of campfires and watched the snow-whiteness turn to charcoal before stepping away.

Gu Xinzhi took his sparse team and mingled with the Neo-humans intent on besieging the weapons depot base, and no one sensed his Old Human identity because he didn't seem to be afraid of the cold or death.

Gu Xinzhi has seen a lot of death. One is killing people, and the other is seeing Ding Qiuyun in his dreams die in front of him again and again.

In the end, he doesn't have a strong sense of reality about "death" because the death of another person is not something he is particularly concerned about.

And Ding Qiuyun's death is something that repeats itself in his dreams. As long as he can stay up until he opens his eyes, then he can convince himself that it didn't happen, and even if it did, it's just a thing of the past, and as long as he opens his eyes, he can still see the vivid Qiuyun, and that's enough.

That is, until one day after joining the bearded team, when one of his teammates was shot in the head trying to grab a hit elk from the other neanderthals near the compound.

The gun was so powerful that one blast and half his head was gone.

Since the skin was torn, the other party didn't hold back and cut off the head of the team member, lest he go back with injuries to report the news and leave a trail of trouble.

Gu Xinzhi, who had dispersed with him in search of prey, heard the shots, followed them, and recognized him by the name tag he was wearing.

He sat by the body for a long time, gazing at the cold, headless corpse and smoking three cigarettes.

When he was alive, he hated Gu Xinzhi's smoking, and he always tried to persuade him that he would get lung cancer, but to no avail. So when the other team members saw this, they were both saddened and saddened.

Gu Xinzhi had a cigarette between the fingers of his right hand, and his left hand went into the pocket of his coat.

He had set up a small camcorder terminal in each of his team members' jacket pockets.

He had plucked this thing from Shu Wenqing to make it easier for them to steal and record some video data when they interacted with other Neo-humans, so that they could bring it back for analysis.

He smoked a cigarette as he plugged his terminal into a camcorder that had been prepared and watched through the events leading up to them.

After reading it, he stood up and said, "I'll leave you."

The team thought he was in a stuffy mood and was going to smoke a cigarette, so they said, "Team Valley, what is he going to do with Little Li, is he going to be buried on the spot, or is he going to take ...... it with him?"

Gu Xinzhi didn't make a sound, put one hand in his pocket, and slowly wandered out.

The team looked at each other, used to Gu Xinzhi's coldness, and prepared to start burying their companion.

When they chose to follow Gu Xinzhi and take the risk, they were aware of the sacrifice, not to mention that compared to the other old humans, they had died once before, and their feeling of "death" was much lighter, so even if they were sad, it was not so heartbreaking.

However, even though the definition of "death" has changed several times, the custom of "resting in peace" is still rooted in the hearts of "human beings".

They took the bodies of their companions back to the vicinity of their quarters, borrowed shovels, and began to dig a pit.

The frozen hardened earth wasn't very good for digging, but luckily the new humans had far more strength than normal, and soon a deep pit was dug.

Before they could move the body, wrapped in a sleeping bag, Gu Xinzhi returned.

He was dragging a dead elk in his right hand, carrying a human head in his left hand, iced with blood, and had a fresh cigarette in his mouth that was curling up in a nicotine-scented fog.

The head was, appropriately enough, the murderer he had just seen on the camcorder.

Ignoring all the horrified members of the team, Gu Xinzhi tossed the human head grapefruit-like and casually into the grave with a muffled thud.

He said, "Bury it all in one piece. There's an explanation."

With that, he didn't wait for any reaction from the team before he returned and walked back to the tent.

The bearded man watching all this with an admiring face looked at Gu Xinzhi, who was doing what he was doing, and his heart was hot in his eyes.

A member of the team came hurriedly and said to the bearded man, "Boss, there's some trouble, go check it out."

The bearded man snapped back, "What's up?"

"It's Old Dragon's place that's angry, saying that someone from our side ran near their base in broad daylight and chopped up a man, and wants us to give him an explanation."

"What account?" The bearded man shrugged, "Their people started it, it's good that I don't go after him. The original message was relayed to him: people can be killed even when they're near the base, shame on you."

The team member sniffed and was slightly embarrassed, "Passing on the original message, huh?"

"You are the boss and I am the boss?" The bearded man, infected by Gu Xinzhi, also lit a cigarette and pointed at Gu Xinzhi's tent, "This man is righteous and a good officer, so he's useful to keep."

The player couldn't help but bellyache, the fart is useful, obviously you are in favor of it, but this is said that the Prime is waiting to be beaten, so he closed his voice, and ran in a huff to pass the message.

The bearded man looked toward the tent in fascination.

Inside the tent, Gu Xinzhi rubbed away the blood ice that had congealed in his palm, moved his stiff fingers and wrists, got into his sleeping bag, chewed on his flashlight and took out his cigarette case to write a letter to Ding Qiuyun as usual.

He wrote a lot of words this time, even he himself felt that the words are too much some, after writing, want to delete some, but looked and looked, think so many words is not bad, it will be written full of cigarette shells folded back to the original, take the glue stick, with a private stash of cigarettes one by one to fill in, to confirm that there is no error, before a female team member called to: "Tell Li Mingyuan his family, he is dead, body Can't be transported back, buried on the spot, let them have time to come over to take a look."

The dead Li Mingyuan had long been separated from his family, which was the code word for the female members to go to the town and deliver the message.

With that, he handed the female team member a carton of lady cigarettes.

The female team members also smoke, so onlookers don't think anything more of it than that it's a paycheck for running errands.

The female team member understood, took the cigarette case and was about to leave when the bearded man stopped her.

The women's hearts thumped wildly, thinking that their secret had been revealed, and instinctively turned their heads to look at Gu Xinzhi.

Gu Xinzhi, however, looked as usual: "Team Qiu, what's the matter?"

The bearded man smiled curtly, "Where are we going, I'll send someone to take her."

Gu Xinzhi coldly refused, "We have a car, don't bother."

After Gu Xinzhi's defeat, even the patient bearded man couldn't help himself as he watched the back of the female team member leaving with a sigh of relief.

He said in a joking tone, "Team Valley, you're killing me." Unguessable, unreadable, and on the other hand, there was an attraction if nothing else.

Gu Xinzhi said with a flourish, "I don't want to die."

The bearded man was amused by the way he looked so serious and incapable of jokes, and only felt that he had picked up one of the boss's treasures.

He really wanted to spend two more days with Gu Xinzhi like this and talk about jokes more, however, the situation over at the weapons depot had changed faster than they had imagined.

The weapons depot is so well guarded that the Neo-humans have thought of a number of ways to attack it head-on, cut off the food, contaminate the water supply, release diseased dogs, or infect the weapons depot soldiers with the virus if they are captured alive and then release them back.

However, the arsenal is still solid, frontal attack, they have more than enough weapons; cut off food, they tore out a bloody road; pollute water, they have independent reservoirs; drop sick dogs, often those dogs before they can touch the periphery of the arsenal line of fire will be instantly killed; drop patients, those patients do not wait to go back to the arsenal, they will choose to commit suicide, so as not to drag down the crowd.

But what's the point.

Long-term townships are always a war of attrition.

If they hadn't noticed that they could no longer afford to consume them, these Neo-humans wouldn't have coincidentally gathered from all directions just to get a piece of the action.

Full-scale war broke out on the night of three days later.

"Team Gu!" A team member burst into Gu Xinzhi's tent, his voice unable to hide his excitement, "It's starting! At least three teams of Neo-humans have moved! It looks like tonight is the total-"

Gu Xinzhi rolled out of his sleeping bag and sat up, grabbing his sniper rifle and dagger without hesitation and running out of the tent.

Under the blazing firelight, the bearded man was nervously directing the men under his command, ready to go.

Gu Xinzhi silently stood beside him.

As soon as he turned around and saw Gu Xinzhi, his heart fluttered and he drew a pistol he carried from his belt, "Take this."

It was a Browning, small, beautiful, very similar to the one Gu Xinzhi remembered.

And the man he remembered, holding this gun, gave him the order, "Within range."

He couldn't help but lower his head and smile brightly, "No, I've got a gun."

He patted his waist again, "And the dagger."

Gu Xinzhi's smile was so touching that the bearded man nearly choked on it, and even though Gu Xinzhi once again rejected his good intentions, he was warmed up and couldn't help but say, "When the fight starts later on, you stay close to me!"

Gu Xinzhi saw the total trust in his eyes and realized that the scene was really familiar.

In how many nightmare reincarnations, he had seen this light in Ding Qiuyun's eyes countless times, the look that treated him as the most trustworthy object.

Noticing this, his face tightened slightly, but he quickly returned to his usual coolness, "Well, I will."

The person he misses is thousands of miles away in a small town, playing war games with Jing Yiming.

The gun is a wooden gun, exquisitely sharpened, made by Chi Xiaochi himself.

Jing Yiming has smoothly grown to an age that dogs hate, jumping up and down with unparalleled skill, and the sickly kid who couldn't get out of the house at the gas station is squatting at the top of the station's dispenser with his gun in his hand, "da da da da da," "da da da da "da-da-da-da", "da-da-da-da-da", simulating fire at Chi Xiaochi.

As referee, Coalman elegantly licked his paws and stood by in a subdued huddle.

Chi Xiaochi hid behind a wall holding another wooden gun and shouted, "You rascal, where is a gun with unlimited bullets."

Jing Yiming chuckles and fires that gun of his like a lightsaber sweep.

Jing Zihua, who had pulled her ebony hair loosely behind her head, stepped out of the room that smelled of rice, "It's time to eat."

Jing Yiming listened to his mom and bounced off the gas pump with a thump, "Mom, I knocked out uncle."

Chi Xiaochi poked his head out and complained, "Lao Jing, he's cheating. I only gave him a ninety-two, and he hit it like a Gatling."

Jing Zihua looks down and asks Jing Yiming, "Really? You hit your uncle with a Gatling?"

Jing Yiming twiddles his thumbs a bit sheepishly, "......"

Jing Zihua prompts him, "You broke the rules, what should you do?"

Jing Yiming da-da-da-da ran to Chi Xiaochi and said sweetly, "Uncle, I was wrong, and I will obey the rules of the game from now on."

Chi Xiaochi: "Be good ......"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Jing Yiming pulled out a wooden pistol from his back waist and thumped Chi Xiaochi in seconds.

Chi Xiaochi: "......"

Jing Yiming said, "Uncle you're dead."

Chi Xiaochi ："...... "Kid's set is also so deep.

Jing Yiming jumped back into Jing Zihua's arms and said proudly, "Mom, I've successfully protected you!"

...... They are playing a game of defense of a gas station. Jing Yiming is the defender and Chi Xiaochi is the attacker.

Jing Zihua, full of warmth, squatted down and kissed Jing Yiming's hair, pushed his back and gestured for him to quickly enter the house to eat.

The alarm was lifted, and Jing Yiming resumed his enthusiasm for Chi Xiaochi, beckoning, "Uncle, come and eat."

Chi Xiaochi pretended to lean against the wall, so sad she couldn't breathe: "Uncle was killed by you."

Jing Yiming, Jing Zihua: "......"

Chi Xiaochi said, "Don't worry, uncle won't blame you, uncle's spirit in heaven will bless you with good weather."

Jing Yiming, Jing Zihua "......"

Chi Xiaochi started whistling, and between the mountainous runs, the only one who could tell was 061, who was whistling the contraption that was the theme song to CCXV's Weather Report.

Jing Zihua and Jing Yiming naturally couldn't understand the stunt.

Jing Yiming took one step back and slipped away, while Jing Zihua walked over to Chi Xiaochi, who had taken the liberty of putting on a show for himself, and made sure that Jing Yiming couldn't hear them before he laughed, "Actually, you don't have to give in to him so much."

Chi Xiaochi took his hands out behind his back.

In his hand, he was clearly holding a gun.

From the start, he defended himself against the suddenly approaching Jing Yiming, but he didn't grab the first shot when he had the upper hand.

Chi Xiaochi waved her hand unconcernedly, "It's okay, save it for another win."

Jing Zihua invited him: "Stay for dinner?"

"OK."

Chi Xiaochi glances at the wall as she enters the small dining room of the mother-son duo.

On that wall, a mechanical strong crossbow hung.

It was the same item Chi Xiaochi had seen when he visited Shu Wenqing a few months earlier, and it was the exact same style and shape of the crossbow Ding Qiuyun remembered Lao Jing had used.

Chi Xiaochi bought it and gave it to Jing Zihua, calling it a "house-quencher".

It was out of a sense of ritual that Chi Xiaochi felt that it belonged to her.

But at the same time, he hoped she would never have to resort to such things in her life.

After the meal, the woman who had been sent out by Gu Xinzhi entered the town, found Chi Xiaochi, and handed him the box of cigarettes.

He unwrapped the cigarette case and froze for a moment when he saw the dense, far above-average amount of handwriting.

But after he had read the content from beginning to end, Chi Xiaochi and 061 let out a shallow laugh in unison.

Chi Xiaochi: "Mr. Six, what are you laughing at?"

061 asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Chi Xiaochi : "Mission looks to be accomplished."

061 corrected him, "'Our' mission is going to be accomplished."

Chi Xiaochi breathed an unremarkable sigh of relief.

The numbers don't lie, Gu Xinzhi's remorse has been steadily rising and now stands at 87 points.

It's 13:00 to go and they're off.

Chi Xiaochi thought that if what Gu Xinzhi had said in his letter was true, the black card he had laid down in advance would probably not have to be used.

But only half a minute later, Chi Xiaochi's face changed dramatically--

The fire and merger, which lasted from last night until noon the next day.

Battle, battle into a mess, at first it is the old human and the new human fight, and then it is the new human and the new human, the reserve team one wave after another top, no heart, no wisdom, is pure gun to gun, knife to knife, there is no trickery, the fight is to kill the skill and determination.

The control of the base has changed hands several times, and everyone is so red-eyed and mesmerized that they will kill anyone they see, and even more than one person has fallen under the swords and guns of their red-eyed comrades.

In the end, the balance of victory tipped in favor of the bearded man's side.

The situation has just been finalized, the bearded man's heart is blossoming, he ordered the remaining dozens of people in the team to quickly clean up the battlefield, and sent a few people to meet the following troops, informing them to hurry up and come, and seize the weapons depot with the superiority of the number of people.

Like the rest of the team, the reserves that were intended to be used to take over the armory were depleted in the rounds of battle, and blood and limbs were spilled everywhere, which made the bearded man look both pleased and frustrated.

He spun round and round among the mountains of corpses and blood, wanting both to roar in pain and to smash everything in front of him in despair.

Good thing he turned his head and realized Gu Xinzhi was still following him.

Among the many corpses, he and he alone were the two living creatures.

Gu Xinzhi, his face splattered with blood and his body covered in it, pulled up his sleeve and gently wiped the light from the dagger.

The bearded man laughed out loud, stretching his arms out and fiercely taking Gu Xinzhi into his arms.

The bearded man was tall and bear-like, and when he took the slender Gu Xinzhi into his arms, he felt nothing but solidity and warmth -

Warm?

Wait, that's not supposed to be the body temperature of a new human!

The moment the sense of horror electrified him, he tried to push Gu Xinzhi away, but the back of his neck was pinched tightly by Gu Xinzhi's steel-like fingers, forcing him to go nowhere.

A voice that he loved dearly and miserably slid against his ear, nice and cold.

"Thanks for leading the way."

"I don't want your life, I just want your team to clear the way for me."

"Well, now--"

Just been wiped clean on the edge of the blade was once again covered by a thick color of blood, blood leaping like a spring from the throat of the bearded man spattered out, his stubble between the cracks of the spray full of blood, a drop along the thin network of the beard dripping down.

The bearded man made a muffled cackle in his throat, and his eyes overflowed with an unbelievable divine light.

Gradually, the light faded and changed, becoming a burning dark fire.

Gu Xinzhi patted the back of his neck, feeling his fading breaths and the increasingly violent sounds of blood flow, and whispered soothingly, "There, there."

But at that moment, something cold and hard pressed against Gu Xinzhi's body.

-Bang.

A dull gunshot exploded between the two.

In the bearded man's hand was the small Browning he had intended to give to Gu Xinzhi.

A thin cloud of smoke escaped from inside the muzzle.

Gu Xinzhi's lungs had a bloody hole in them, and faint smoke drifted from the wound, the smell of gunpowder as pungent as blood.

Gu Xinzhi's mind stopped for a moment.

What's going on, he thought.