Rise of the Wasteland

Chapter 28 Heartless

"I'm not a policeman."

"But you're wearing a police uniform."

"The police uniform was stolen."

"But you fought the kidnappers and killed them."

"So what? I'm still not a policeman."

"Then you must be a good person."

"Little guy, I don't want to talk nonsense anymore. You'd better hide in the corner and keep your mouth shut and wait for rescue. As for your mother's life and death, leave it to God to decide."

The child named Ronnie kept looking at Zhou Qingfeng with pitiful eyes, begging him to save his mother. But Zhou Qingfeng could only resolutely refuse again and again. After he finally finished talking impatiently, he walked into the fire escape without looking back.

Zhou Qingfeng hopes to enter the upper space of the hospital as soon as possible. Where the environment is complicated, it is more convenient to fight, escape, hide or hide from people. It is much better than the parking lot where there is nowhere to hide.

The little boy watched Zhou Qingfeng leave without hesitation, stood where he was and didn't dare to move, he could only cry silently, extremely pitiful. The reason why Zhou Qingfeng was ruthless and ignored him was because after the cataclysm, nearly half of the population of New York died before the nuclear bombs washed the ground.

According to the scene of the movie, after the cataclysm, the bones are really exposed, and the corpses are all over the floor. That kind of apocalyptic scene is definitely not suitable for the soft-hearted bitch. Zhou Qingfeng knew that he couldn't save anyone, his ability was too limited, and it was difficult to save himself.

Zhou Qingfeng aimed his gun diagonally upwards, and walked up quietly by stepping on the stairs of the fire escape. As he ascended two floors, he smelled a man's cologne emanating from the stairs on the first floor.

Humph..., the foreigner's body odor is too heavy to live without perfume. They smelled it for a long time without realizing it, but when Zhou Qingfeng, who had a very light body odor, smelled it, the strong smell could not be concealed.

How to do? Zhou Qingfeng didn't know how many people were behind the stairs! If one is easy to handle, rush over to attack first, and pull the trigger fiercely to suppress the opponent. But if it was two people, it would be his turn to be blinded.

Are you going back?

Zhou Qingfeng had a hint of retreat in his heart. But he immediately dismissed the idea, there would be more enemies coming from the parking lot driveway. The people behind the stairs were squatting still, and their numbers should not be dominant. Otherwise they would have rushed down already.

Zhou Qingfeng decided to wait patiently behind the stairs for a while, aiming the muzzle steadily ahead, waiting for the enemy to jump out.

Ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds... Zhou Qingfeng's time was extremely precious, and big drops of sweat fell from his forehead. Every second he wondered whether his judgment was wrong, whether his nose was smelling wrong, and if he wasted time and wasted precious escape opportunities, he would pay with his life.

With an absolute disadvantage in numbers, Zhou Qingfeng's mental pressure made him nervous to the point of twitching, knowing that his opponent might be surrounded by two sides. But he could only wait patiently for the enemy to reveal his flaws.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't move, he tried his best to adjust his breathing, calm and steady, without showing the slightest sign. And after two minutes passed, he heard a sudden burst of crying from a child under the stairs.

Damn, it's that little boy named Ronnie, he must be in some trouble.

When Zhou Qingfeng heard the cry, his heart tightened. He is not a hard-hearted person, and it is inevitable to worry about him when he is weak. If it was in the original world, he would definitely save a child like Ronnie, but now he really can't.

"I can't save it, I can't save it, if I go to save it, I will put myself in it. I have to hold on, hold on,..." Zhou Qingfeng tried hard to persuade himself not to act rashly, but he heard little Ronnie crying more and more. The more miserable and louder he became, the tears of his sadness were about to fall.

"I really can't save it, I can't save it!" Zhou Qingfeng tried his best to control his emotions, so he didn't want to be disturbed by the child's cries. "I must save myself first,

This time must be selfish. "

Just when Zhou Qingfeng was about to lose his mind, a gunshot ended his disorderly entanglement, and little Ronnie's crying stopped abruptly with the gunshot. He felt as if the shot had hit him in the heart, and there was a kind of piercing pain in his heart.

After the child's crying stopped, Zhou Qingfeng could hear the creaking sound of the fire door being suddenly opened, and someone came upstairs. His heartbeat at the moment was like a drum, thumping and beating non-stop.

There are people down here, and I am surrounded. In the end, will I rush or not? To rush or not to rush? !

Sweat drips from Zhou Qingfeng's forehead really gushed out, his eyes turned red, and his whole body was soaked with sweat. And when his will was about to be shaken, he suddenly heard a radio sound coming from behind the stairs, it sounded like the kidnappers were communicating with each other.

As soon as the voice sounded, Zhou Qingfeng immediately calmed down, his hands stopped shaking, his heart stopped panicking, and his eyes became a little sharper. He obviously heard the kidnappers downstairs asking the kidnappers upstairs to come down, search up and down together, and attack simultaneously.

Sure enough, there was someone crouching behind the stairs. The uncle's waiting was right, so he didn't run out hastily, didn't he get shot alive when he ran out? Grandson, let me come out to grandpa!

Sure enough, this grandson came out, and this grandson is still alone! This grandson was holding an assault rifle in his hand, but he turned it out unexpectedly. When he turned around the stairs, he suddenly saw Zhou Qingfeng who had been squatting behind him for a long time.

Grandson, grandpa, I'm finally waiting for you.

When this grandson saw Zhou Qingfeng holding a black gun at the back of the stairs, he must be scolding: God, this guy has been silent for a long time, why did he just squat?

In this case, it becomes Zhou Qingfeng's live target. Because the distance was too close, less than half a meter, he hit the opponent's chest as soon as he pulled the trigger. The other party fell to the ground and died on the spot, and the death was wrong!

As soon as the unlucky bastard died, Zhou Qingfeng pulled his corpse over to use it as a shield, and turned his gun to aim behind him. After the gunshots sounded, the radio on the corpse also rang, and the kidnappers who came up from the downstairs were asking what happened?

After a few questions, there was no response. The kidnapper downstairs used the walkie-talkie to ask other accomplices, but the answer was that they found no trace of Zhou Qingfeng. Now he can basically be sure that his accomplices upstairs are probably finished.

Shit! So many people attacked, but still let the damn police run away.

The kidnapper downstairs was leaning on the corner of the fire stairs. He clenched the assault rifle in his hand, tilted his head toward the two companions behind him, and said, "The policeman should be up there. I've already summoned others to come with us. Let's guard first. Wait here..."

The kidnapper's idea was a good one, but before he finished speaking, he heard something rolling down from upstairs. The kidnapper in the lead downstairs was immediately startled, and quickly pointed the muzzle of his gun, his eyes naturally turned to the ground, but what actually rolled down was a corpse.

At the same time, Zhou Qingfeng jumped out directly from the entrance of the stairs, and in the tenths of a second when he appeared in the air, the effect of always being the first to attack appeared.

This time, the weapon in Zhou Qingfeng's hand was no longer a Glock 17 pistol with poor firepower, but an M4A1 in full automatic mode. All the bullets in the thirty rounds of the magazine were spurted out like rage, and the hot and dazzling muzzle flame let out a roar of vengeance.

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