Bacon is a manufactured product.
Even though it is raw meat after being smoked, it can already be absorbed by the human gastrointestinal tract.
He ate the bacon in small bites with a piece of sliced bread.
Lister chewed it very delicately, and occasionally took a sip of hot water and mixed it with his swallow, quickly replenishing the energy he had consumed before.
The five of them were sitting scattered in the corner of the living room, each with their own food in front of them, but the rifles that had not yet been attached to the safety were still in hand.
Even while eating the food, their eyes glanced around from time to time. alert.
The gray fog outside had become a little thicker just now, and they saw that the lights only thirty meters away had become blurry.
Liszt poured a raw egg into his mouth and swallowed it directly, but his eyes were staring at the gray fog visible outside the window, and his brows could not help but frown slowly.
This weird gray mist had never been seen in the small town before, but now it filled the small town, making him feel even more uneasy.
This is the world before the Fallout Wasteland, a small city on the east coast of the continental United States before nuclear war.
In addition to the famous American cities in his previous life, Liszt could not remember other small cities and towns.
At least this small city was more like a county than in his previous life, with a population of more than 8,000.
Not much visibility.
But it was precisely because it didn't have much visibility, and it was just a deserted ruin after the nuclear war, that Liszt didn't know what the situation was like in this small town.
According to the information learned from radiation in the previous life, the death claws developed as biological weapons should now be in extremely secretive laboratories, instead of appearing in this small town and being strangled by the military's troops.
"That kind of monster is not something we can know about.
That thing is very strange, isn't it?"
After slowly swallowing a mouthful of bread, Liszt raised his head and looked at O'Neill in the corner to his right.
He gently raised his hand to pick up the hot water and took a sip.
As the heat went down his throat, he said lightly: "I I hope I can know something about those monsters, otherwise it will be extremely dangerous if we encounter those monsters.”
After hearing Liszt's words, O'Neill, who was still eating bread, paused and looked up at Liszt in front of him, with a faint sarcastic smile on his face.
Shaking his head, he continued to stuff the bread in his mouth, and at the same time said as if to remind him: "Military secrets, no comment."
"Military secrets, it seems the federal government knows about this."
John in the other corner instantly pushed away the iron dinner plate in front of him, stood up with the AKS74U short assault rifle, glared at O'Neal and gritted his teeth and said: "Why did this happen to my two friends?"
, two citizens of the federal government were killed by that monster because of this so-called military secret."
"John, I understand your sadness of losing your friend, but as a soldier who has been on the front line, where has your discipline to control your emotions gone?
If I were you, it would be best to calm down now."
O'Neal didn't stand up, but just looked up at John's impatient look.
He didn't even pick up his 4a1 assault rifle next to him.
He still ate the bread and bacon quickly in small bites, with a hint of sarcasm in his calm voice: "You ask me, how do I know?"
He looked into John's eyes and said: "I advise you not to do anything irrational.
We are still three streets away from the military defense line.
You have to answer for what you have done.
And responsible.”
However, the other two subordinates beside him slowly stood up, and the 4a1 assault rifles in their hands were already pointed at John, and even vaguely aimed at Lister, who was still sitting aside.
But following O'Neill's words, the two of them lowered their guns slightly, which seemed to show their sincerity.
"Okay John, there are some things no one wants."
Liszt finally spoke.
He shook his head at John, who was still gritting his teeth and staring at O'Neill, signaling that he would also calm down.
He already got what he wanted to know because O'Neal had simply conveyed what he knew.
Slowly picking up the water glass in front of him, he said softly: "We will continue setting off in ten minutes."
John, who was originally excited, put down the AKS74U short assault rifle in his hand and took a deep breath, but finally sat back in his corner again.
The deaths of Jack and Albin were still hard for him to accept.
His once close friends had now turned into corpses with incomplete limbs, which may have made him unable to react now.
Everyone seemed to have fallen into a kind of silence, with only the sounds of chewing food and drinking water gently echoing in the room.
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The gray mist outside the room had become thicker and thicker, seeming to make their already depressed hearts become heavier and more uneasy.
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang" But in an instant, a faint sound of gunfire appeared in their ears.
Although it sounded like random shooting, it was like an atomic bomb exploding in this silent room.
Everyone stopped eating in an instant and half knelt down like a cheetah.
They stood up, their rifles pressed against their shoulders, bent over and vigilantly guarding the corners where they were.
Liszt did the same, leaning tightly against the wall.
He carefully stared at the window in front of him.
The Winchester 1887 shotgun was already in his hand, and the black muzzle followed him.
His eyes moved at the window in front of him.
As long as there was any emergency, one arrow-shaped shotgun was enough to deal with most situations.
"The small-caliber rifle fired three bursts at about 500 meters.
It sounded like a 4a1 assault rifle."
Liszt spoke slowly and gestured to the left outside the window, and everyone in the living room immediately understood what he meant.
Liszt also stood up gently, bent at the bottom of the window and walked quickly towards the bedroom where they first entered.
At the same time, he gestured towards them and said: "There is an emergency."
Leaning against the corner, half of his head was quietly exposed.
Before Liszt could see clearly what was happening in the gray mist outside, a furious roar came from the street outside, and at the same time, the gunfire that was still ringing, It has completely disappeared, and there is no more crisp sound.
The thick gray fog made it impossible to see clearly what was happening five hundred meters away.
Even the lights more than thirty meters away were blurred, and the real limit of vision was only about twenty meters away.
But all of them held their breath gently.
Although they didn't know where the gunshots came from, they could still know what happened based on the roar.
"Did you encounter that terrifying monster?"
A soldier behind O'Neill spoke slowly.
Looking at the thick gray fog and the extremely dark streets, he couldn't help but breathe deeply, as if suppressing the fear in his heart, he murmured subconsciously. : "All the monsters in the laboratory have really escaped, and we are really going to die here."
But before he could finish his words, another soldier next to him instantly punched his chest with his elbow.
The blow to his chest made him cough, but he swallowed the words that seemed to be nagging to himself. .
Even O'Neal turned to look at him and warned slowly: "Don't talk too much."
"laboratory" John glanced at the soldier next to him and O'Neill, and there was only seriousness on his originally handsome face.
He gritted his teeth tightly, and even the AKS74 short assault rifle in his arms was held tightly by him.
And he didn't say much, just gritted his teeth slowly and said: "If I can go back alive, I will expose this scandal to the media."
But his words aroused O'Neill's mocking gaze.
He just glanced at John's hand that was tightly holding the handle of the gun.
He slowly squatted behind the window, raised the full-protective goggles in front of him, and said with a tone of voice.
With obvious sarcasm: "If you want to, then you have your freedom."
"Okay, it's time for us to leave.
We'll wait until it's safe."
Liszt let out a gentle breath, but there was a little haze in Liszt's frown.
He slowly opened the window, and wisps of gray mist seemed to flow outside the window.
Liszt patted the shoulder of John next to him, his face already quite ugly: "Our plan must change."
He said to O'Neal said: "We have to wait."
"Wait a minute we are very close to Plantagenet Street.
If we hurry up, we can reach the army defense line in half an hour."
O'Neill frowned slightly, looking at the increasingly dense fog outside, his expression also quite embarrassing.
But when he looked at the lights on the street outside, he clenched his hands subconsciously and said solemnly to Liszt: "We can't wait any longer.
We must get to Plantagenet Street as soon as possible."
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The same was true for the two soldiers behind him.
Even John looked a little anxious.
In this weird little town, the monsters they encountered were too terrifying.
If they could return to the army, at least their safety would be guaranteed, and they would not have to be as frightened as they are now, or even risk being killed at any time. .
"If you want to go, then I choose to continue waiting."
Slowly lowering his head, Liszt glanced at John, and he also saw the desire in John's eyes, so he took out three 30-round standard magazines from behind and handed them to him without hesitation: "These are the extra magazines.
It's enough to deal with a less intense battle."
He said, nodding to O'Neill: "Be careful."
"Okay."
O'Neill looked deeply at Liszt and jumped out without any hesitation.
At the same time, John and the other two soldiers also jumped out.
At the window, O'Neill paused and whispered to Liszt as if unintentionally: "Although it is dangerous outside, you can only survive if you find the troops before dawn
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