Game of Destiny: This player is different

"It's not done yet. Aren't you a professional auto mechanic?"

After fighting for a while, Yan Shuihan turned back and asked breathlessly.

"Please, please wait a moment. There are a few screws that are loose and need to be tightened."

Hearing the urging, Lu Renjia couldn't help but speed up his hands.

But the more anxious he was, the more chaotic he became, and the more chaotic he became, the more anxious he became.

The key is that he didn't bring a screwdriver, and he couldn't tighten the screws quickly by hand.

In a panic,

he was careless and hit the corner of the water pump with his finger, and a piece of the nail was directly cut off.

The index finger immediately bled profusely, and it hurt so much that he couldn't breathe.

Lu Renjia covered his hand and stomped his feet back and forth, and a lot of cold sweat instantly oozed out of his forehead.

But after seeing the five backs fighting hard in front of him, he knew that now was not the time to cry out in pain.

The big guy helped to attract most of the firepower,

and his teammates were also desperately trying to buy time, how could he let it down?

"I can't fight zombies, but can't I deal with a few screws?"

Lu Renjia took off his mask,

put his hand into his mouth and sucked it casually, then continued to lie on the hood to screw in the screws.

At this time, ten minutes had passed since the newbies arrived at the gas station,

The originally sparse zombie team gradually grew stronger again.

Fighting, fighting, life and death.

Yan Shuihan, Gao Wenwen and others couldn't count how many times they had waved their arms,

and didn't know how many zombies they had killed.

The brain began to numb, the arms gradually ached, and the physical strength was rapidly consumed.

The sequelae of adrenaline made the body cold.

Damn, why can't these guys be killed?

Quick, I can't stand it anymore.

Seeing that the zombies were about to surround them,

the white man Han Meimei suddenly roared,

put away the mace covered with bone fragments,

bend his knees and lower his waist like a football quarterback, and charged straight with a shield.

Bang, bang, bang--

More than a dozen zombies were knocked to the ground.

"Get out!" He shouted loudly.

The remaining four people hurriedly fled from the narrow way to avoid being surrounded by enemies.

But the escape was only temporary.

Without transportation, they didn't think they had enough energy to shake off the pursuit.

Five newbies retreated to Lu Renjia's side and asked about the progress of the repair.

"The screws are tightened, but..."

The latter raised his arm tremblingly,

pointed to the gas pump not far away with his right hand stained with scarlet, and said helplessly: "The underground tank is empty."

The implication is that the car is OK but there is no oil.

"No wonder."

Yan Shuihan's pupils dilated,

and hurriedly took out two 30-liter portable household oil barrels and handed them over.

Before the mission began,

she felt that Qin Nuo's request to purchase a large amount of daily supplies was inexplicable.

What 500 barrels of gasoline, 1,000 bottles of 2L pure water, 1,000 rolls of toilet paper, 1,000 packs of the same cigarettes,

All in all,

not to mention carrying out long-term missions, it is more than enough to build a shelter in the end times.

Now it seems that it is indeed necessary.

Lu Renjia took the oil barrel with surprise, and without saying much, he hurriedly unscrewed the fuel tank cap and poured it in.

The other five people forced themselves to push the defense line outward despite their fatigue.

After all, they were too close,

and if some sparks were thrown into the fuel tank during the fight...

then it would be C early and A late.

The car selected by the newbies is a 4-door 5-seater blue pickup truck,

3.5T displacement, 10-speed manual integrated transmission,

Front four-wheel drive, ventilated disc, fuel consumption of 11.5 per 100 kilometers.

There are obvious traces of rear-end collision at the front of the car,

Even the car logo has changed from "FORD" to "OIO",

It makes people think about it.

As for why this car was chosen, the reason is very simple.

As a Volkswagen model of the same level as Wuling Hongguang in China,

This pickup truck, known as the "American Agricultural Tractor", undoubtedly best meets the current needs of newbies.

It is durable and can withstand the manufacturing,

The key is that the owner shot himself in the car without pulling out the car key,

Very self-sacrificing.

Open the car door,

Lu Renjia resisted the nausea and pulled out the severely rotten body of the white old man,

Sat in the driving position, put on the seat belt and stepped on the clutch.

With the engine making a "buzzing" noise, the car started successfully.

Seeing this, the others got in without hesitation.

Yan Shuihan grabbed a co-pilot seat,

Gao Wenwen, Xiao Bingyi and others were a step behind and had to sit in the back.

Fortunately, the pickup truck had a large space, so the six people didn't feel crowded.

"Aren't you waiting for Xiao Qinglong?"

Lu Renjia asked while turning the steering wheel.

"With his ability, nothing can happen."

Yan Shuihan recalled the scene where Qin Nuo easily shot a zombie in the head with a stone,

and urged him to leave without hesitation.At this time, a large number of zombies had gathered around the pickup truck,

screaming and banging on the car door, trying to stop the car with their bodies.

However, Lu Renjia was not a pushover, and wanted to show off his driving skills in front of his teammates.

So he stepped on the accelerator and pulled the handbrake,

relying on the car's high horsepower, he knocked away more than ten fearless zombies.

Because there were no windows, the other people were also busy,

grabbing weapons and opening the skulls of the zombies who tried to crawl in one after another.

After a desperate fight,

the blue pickup truck finally created a bloody path surrounded by the hospitable townspeople,

and rushed straight towards the exit...

The scenery outside the car was rapidly receding in the sight,

the "Rick Town Welcomes You" sign in the distance became clearer,

the tension in everyone's heart finally relaxed.

"We, have we escaped?"

Qun Zhongding held down his still pounding heart and asked nervously.

"Maybe."

Gao Wenwen looked back at the zombies that had become smaller, and replied uncertainly.

It's just 100 experience points, there's no need to set up layers of barriers...right?

Unless the system deliberately wants to kill them, the poor newbies, in the script world.

Oh, no, there's an exception.

Gao Wenwen turned her head to look at Yan Shuihan in the co-pilot seat, and suddenly sighed inwardly.

How nice it is,

there is an old player to guide and analyze, and escort.

Just the few barrels of gasoline taken out at the last minute,

from the perspective of a new player, it is difficult to consider.

"Providing key supplies and helping the team escape from danger smoothly,

will definitely improve the mission score a lot."

Thinking of this, Gao Wenwen felt envious.

In the real world, she is just a junior high school student from an ordinary family, and it is also an accident to become a player.

I originally thought about joining the official organization, but after a lot of effort, I found the player forum. I found that the 704 Bureau had stated in the homepage post that the resources were limited and that it would temporarily stop recruiting new players. Those who are interested can go through the registration procedures at the bases in various cities and wait for follow-up notices. Some other small organizations either require the contact information of relatives or have strict conditions for joining. Looking around, I wasted a few days in vain. "It would be great if I could meet that fat uncle in the game square. Although he looks fierce, he is actually a good person. Forget it, don't think about these messy things for now. The key is to try to survive." Gao Wenwen shook her head and was about to put her messy thoughts behind her. Boom! ! The violent vibration from the ground made her unstable and almost thrown out. What's going on? Looking in the direction of the sound, the gas station was filled with dust and smoke, and sand and stones were flying. It was obviously being violently demolished.