"Nuclear death."
The two brothers groaned together.
No one knew the power of nuclear death better than the two brothers, except Fatty.
In the finals, under the siege of Nuclear Death, the three masters fought hard to get the Wanxiang Knife before breaking out of the siege.
After meeting at the golf course, they got the secret help of Rose, allowing Nuclear Death and Nuclear Death to fight in a melee.
Finally, three lives were saved.
Now, only Wang Kun has the Wanxiang Knife, and Xiao Ming has a pistol in his hand.
If he is in an open area, self-protection is not a problem, and he can escape unscathed no matter what happens.
But in this narrow corridor of the bridge, facing a large number of nuclear bombs, and not knowing how many more are below, it is difficult to reach the sky if you want to fight your way out.
The nuke also saw the prey, opened their mouths together, and used their shrunken tongues to make a sandy and sharp sound, piercing the eardrums of the two brothers.
Wang Kun made a quick decision: "Third brother, run up, I'll be behind you."
Xiao Ming didn't hesitate at all, turned around and ran away, looking for a way out.
He had thought about it and shouted as he ran: "Brother, go to the captain's room" Yes, the porthole in the captain's cabin is so big that you can escape from the bridge by just breaking it.
Wang Kun shouted something from behind, but it was drowned in the whistling sound of nuclear death, and Xiao Ming did not hear it clearly.
As soon as he rushed into the captain's cabin, he aimed at the porthole and fired continuously until all the bullets in the magazine were exhausted, and there was not even a white spot on the glass of the porthole.
Damn you little devil, this bulletproof glass is too damn bulletproof.
Xiao Ming was not sure what to do, but Wang Kun was already behind him, pulling him and running: "Take the emergency exit."
There are also stairs outside the bridge, but Xiao Ming didn't read the instructions carefully and didn't know how to go.
Fortunately, Wang Kun remembered them.
Unexpectedly, they found the emergency exit, but the hatch was locked.
There was no time to break the door.
Fortunately, Wang Kun had a good memory: "Go to the top floor, there is a maintenance door."
The dust brought up by the nuclear explosion chased the two brothers' buttocks, and countless sharp bone claws scratched against the metal wall of the corridor.
Under the pressure of chasing their lives, the two brothers reached their limit of speed, jumping and jumping straight to the top.
The two brothers emerged from the antennas on the top of the bridge, and their night clothes were used as surprise soldiers.
The two brothers chose the smooth and vertical side to climb down.
Sure enough, the nuclear warriors also climbed out of the maintenance door and climbed down the angular place to catch up.
However, "they" were not so lucky.
The sea wind was strong at a high place, and if they couldn't hold on tightly, they would fall down.
The two brothers couldn't help but snicker as they watched the nuclear weapons fall down from their sides, but they soon stopped laughing.
It turned out that most of the felled guys were not dead, and gathered at the feet of the two of them, waiting for the chance.
When they were still five or six meters above the ground, the two brothers stopped.
Xiao Ming was changing the magazine while discussing tactics with Wang Kun: "Brother, I will go down first and use my gun to clear the way.
You follow me."
Wang Kun nodded, holding the short javelin with one hand, ready to go.
"Kill" Xiao Ming shouted, kicked off the outer wall of the bridge, and jumped down in the air.
His pupils shrank and widened, his heart beat wildly, and he instantly entered the world of potential.
The naked, skinny, gray skeletons were reflected on his retinas, and "their" red eyeballs with bulging tiny blood vessels became the best bullseye.
The gun in his hand began to fire continuously, and the bullet belts Shooting towards the target following the fluctuations in the air Red and black liquid burst out from Nuclear Death's eye sockets and sprinkled into the air.
Xiao Ming was like a big bird, stepping on the blooming skulls with both feet, and bounced up with the force, passing through the dozens of cores blocked below, and landed steadily on the deck.
As soon as Xiao Ming's feet landed on the ground, he felt at ease.
Wang Kun also rushed out along the bloody path he had made.
The two brothers stood side by side, smiled at each other, and vaguely returned to the finals.
Xiao Ming blew the smoke from the gun and said proudly: "Brother, do you want to play with them?"
Wang Kun flicked the blood drops on his short javelin and proudly said in a long voice: "Okay."
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As soon as the two brothers opened their stance, they saw a large number of nuclear corpses pouring out of the hatch they had just entered, like spring water, just like the corpse explosion that day.
"Third brother, it's better to stop playing."
"Yeah, it doesn't make any sense."
The two brothers found steps for themselves, turned around and ran towards where the sand transport ship was docked.
They looked back while running, watching and talking.
"Where the hell did so many nuclear deaths come from?"
"It seems they are all transformed by little devils" "They came out hungry.
It seems that all the supplies on the ship have been used up."
"That's right, how come they don't know how to get ashore?"
A mighty tide of nuclear death swept across the deck.
The two brothers were like two wavemakers, leading the tide to the side of the ship.
Xiao Ming howled, sounded a battle alarm, and rolled off the side of the boat with Wang Kun.
The tide of nuclear death behind him could not be restrained, and it fell down like dumplings.
The sand transport ship was parked close to the hull of the aircraft carrier, which was a downward-sloping blind spot.
The nuclear bombers fell into the sea not far from the ship with a "plop, plop".
The soldiers who were ready for battle when they heard the gunshots were surprised when they suddenly saw these gray guys they had only seen in the finals falling down.
They were relieved to see that Xiao Ming and Wang Kun were fine.
The submachine gun went off, and the nuclear bombs that fell into the sea flopped and turned into living targets, attracting some kind of nuclear mutated fish to attack "them" around them.
The blue water soon turned red, and the nuclear weapons on the sea disappeared.
Even "them" with their bronze skin and iron bones could not escape the fish's kiss.
When the sand transport ship sailed away from the aircraft carrier, Xiao Ming looked back in fear, only to see a gray nuclear mass still standing on the side of the ship, watching them until it turned into a gray line.
It was almost dark when the death squads arrived at the separation wall.
They all went ashore and camped on a small pile far away from the sea.
When they arrived at the separation wall, they felt as if they were home.
The soldiers lit a bonfire and had a warm and solid sleep.
Except for Xiao Ming, he deliberately ordered his men to march overnight and rush back to the base by land, but when he saw everyone sitting in the boat, they felt dizzy and couldn't say anything.
He and Wang Kun lay beside the campfire, chatting about the captain's logbook and the nuclear disasters, and slowly fell asleep.
In a daze, he seemed to have returned to the fortress, carrying a large backpack on his back, and planned to go back to his home on the tenth floor to pick up something important.
He stood in front of the elevator entrance, waiting for the elevator.
The backpack was very heavy.
He could put it on the ground to reduce his burden, but he did not do so.
The elevator arrived, but it broke down and stopped in mid-air.
The elevator door opened, and a group of people inside looked at him condescendingly, motionless and expressionless.
He was anxious, so he jumped up with his backpack on his back, and happened to be on the threshold of the elevator.
He climbed up hard, but the backpack was too heavy, and no one inside reached out to help him.
"Creak", the elevator suddenly went up.
He was shocked.
The top of the elevator entrance intersected with the elevator threshold, and it didn't cut him into two pieces.
Just when he thought he was about to die, he fell down, and it turned out that his bulging backpack saved him.
He returned to the elevator entrance and continued to wait.
After a while, the elevator came back.
This time there was no malfunction.
The door opened and there was no one inside.
He hurried in, only to find that the elevator required a coin to start, and each person had to put in a coin.
He didn't think it was strange and put in the coin as a matter of course.
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At this time, another middle-aged man came in and asked him rudely if he could also put in a coin for him.
He didn't feel dissatisfied, so he took out the coin and was about to throw it in.
The middle-aged man pointed to a young man who came in later and asked if he could vote for two.
Only then did he feel that the other party had gone too far and asked unhappily: "Don't you have any money?"
The middle-aged man stared at him unkindly, did not answer, took out two coins from his body and threw them in.
As the elevator went up, he stopped talking to these two people.
The elevator stopped, and as soon as he got out, he realized that he had missed the floor and reached the hospital on the top floor.
The two people also came out, glanced at him, and seemed to know that he had missed it, so they deliberately stood at the elevator entrance to block him.
He changed his mind and instead of taking the elevator, he went downstairs via the emergency exit to go home.
As soon as he entered the emergency exit, he found corpses everywhere on the stairs.
They died in various ways and were bloody.
It was too horrible to look at.
He actually didn't feel anything, and stood on tiptoe very calmly, stepping over the corpses.
Next to the body, the family members of the deceased who were kneeling in mourning raised their heads one by one and looked up at him sadly, as if they knew him, but he did not know them.
He finally got home, entered his room, and got the important thing, a big, big bag.
He took the big bag and realized its purpose.
It was used to hold the urns for the corpses he had just seen.
He suddenly stood in a strange place, surrounded by vast whiteness.
An old man pushed a flatbed truck over, filled with black urns.
He opened the mouth of the bag and began to pack the urns one by one.
As he was loading them, he started crying and then remembered that this was the big backpack he was carrying just now.
Suddenly, he saw the two guys opposite him who he met while taking the elevator appeared, smiling at him evilly.
Xiao Ming sat up suddenly, sweating all over his body, and his heart was pounding.
It turned out to be a nightmare.
It was pitch black above the head, and the surrounding bonfires were dim red, emitting residual warmth.
Not far away, two sentries were standing guard.
He looked at the time, and it was only twelve o'clock at midnight.
Xiao Ming thought of the dream just now, which seemed to foretell something.
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.
He could no longer fall asleep.
He shouted loudly: "Get up now."
The soldiers were awakened, thought something was going on, and immediately loaded their guns, but found that there were no enemies, and it was a false alarm.
"Don't sleep anymore, let's go back to the base now, go home and hug your wife before going to sleep."
Xiao Ming stood up energetically, acting like a husband eager to return home, and did not dare to say that he was frightened by a nightmare.
At the moment, one squad of the death squad was left to protect the two village girls.
They waited for dawn to sail back the boat, while the rest rushed home overnight
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