Doomsday Game Online

Chapter 4 Chapter 004 Community Patrol, Two Kills, Remuneration

With the pen nib flicking, Link wrote short notes on the pamphlet.

In order to facilitate the turning of the information book and the explanation, Delia sat next to him.

Link’s notes are clear, and they are all the same keywords as his questions—weapons, food, medicine, living supplies.

After the introduction, she saw him write down addresses and names on the post-it note. She was a little worried: “That Link, you… don’t you want to do anything to them, right?”

Link paused and stared at her silently.

Delia was uneasy, and she couldn’t help but move her body out: “Then what, I’m just, I’m just a little worried…”

Link suddenly smiled and put his hand on her knee: “Since we are in a community, we of course need to determine the specific situation of the residents. You don’t know, many communities in Chicago have organized joint defense teams to prevent rioters from rushing in to rob and kill people. NS?”

Delia stayed for a while and murmured: “That’s it.”

“Link is right. I have contacted many classmates. There were a lot of robbers in their houses, and several people died.” A voice suddenly sounded not far away.

Link and Delia turned their heads together and saw Camilla standing outside the bedroom passage.

This sister paper… feels much bolder than the stepmother. Link muttered in his heart and beckoned to her: “Since I am awake, let’s come together.”

After a while, he took the list in his hand and signaled: “Wait for us to drive out together and check the situation of the neighbors in the community. The more than ten on the first page are the key points. Their materials are abundant, and everyone may need to trade with each other in the future. ”

Delia’s eyes widened: “Huh? Are we going too?”

Camilla did not hesitate and nodded vigorously: “Okay, I’ll go.”

Link nodded slightly to the little sister Zhi, and then said to Delia: “How long can you stay at home without going out? Three days, one week, or two weeks?”

Delia is a little unsure: “There is no shortage of food at home, it should be enough… for a month?”

Link: “Are you going to stay at home and eat all the time this month? Don’t prepare a little weapon for self-defense? Don’t prepare a little medicine to prevent illness? In the event of a power outage, the things in your refrigerator can be kept for a month? How many days can you keep the water off? Don’t flush the toilet?”

“This…” Delia opened her mouth wide, unable to answer these questions.

Fierce and brainless! Link stared fiercely at the gap in the silk nightgown again, and then continued: “Now everyone can continue to live, and it is not easy to cause misunderstanding when visiting. Once the situation does not improve, everyone’s mentality will be more impatient. Shoot. How long do you think it will take Chicago to restore order?”

Delia thought for a while and shook her head: “I don’t know. But even if there are no monsters, it will take a few weeks.”

People who can serve as committee members of middle-class community neighborhood committees will not have poor communication skills and brains.

She just suffered a great change, was too stimulated, and her mind didn’t turn around for a while.

Next, she and Camilla grabbed something to eat, and followed Link out.

Sitting in the car, Delia still felt that Link’s words could only be believed partly, and the “robbing” she subconsciously said might be closer to the truth.

But Link really didn’t plan to do that.

There are few small villas on the list, and the materials in them will be enough for him to use for a year or two.

In the longer term, he currently has no ability to plan. The ghost knows how fast the world will be destroyed.

Delia didn’t think about it for too long, and the three people arrived at the nearest neighbor in two cars.

Link got off the car a little further away, and the mother and daughter went straight to the door, lowered their bodies slightly, and glanced at each other.

Camilla said, “Mr. Bi, Mr. Bi, how are you?”

Quiet for a while, the door opened, and an old Asian man stood there holding an old antique M14 rifle: “Hey, kid, why are you running here early in the morning?”

Having said that, he was looking at the car and saw that it was Mother and daughter Delia that relaxed.

Delia is still a good person, and she is the one who walks and chats with him the most in this area.

Camilla followed Link’s previous instructions and said the scheduled line: “It’s been unstable recently. Mom wants to see everyone’s situation. If someone has an accident, she can help.”

Old Man Bi hummed, “Who is that person on the roadside?”

Camilla: “The great writer next to my house, Link, have you forgotten?”

Writer = word worker = weak and gentle, with Link’s Asian appearance, it is easy to reduce others’ precautionary psychology.

Old Man Bi frowned: “I don’t know him.”

It’s strange that the old widows and the dead teenagers can get together. Camilla sneered, but kept smiling on her face: “Okay. We are just here to see you, and you are fine. Remember to close the doors and windows and be careful of strangers.”

After that, she turned her head back, and pretended to remember something suddenly: “By the way, you can call us if you are missing something, and my mother will help you to see if there is an exchange.”

Delia waved to Old Man Bi and the car started to turn.

Old Man Bi watched the side-parked car was about to move out, and suddenly said, “Wait, I’ll go together too, it’s safer.”

The mother and daughter stared at each other for a moment.

Delia, who returned to normal, responded quickly: “Then you close the doors and windows, bring your gun, and just follow us.”

After a while, there were three cars on the road together.

Link took the lead, and Old Man Bi took the lead and continued the journey of “community patrol”.

Among the first batch of search targets, some were like Old Man Bi, with a lot of weapons and supplies, but they were at home.

Mother and daughter Delia went up and said something, telling them to be more vigilant, close the doors and windows, and look like a conscientious neighborhood committee aunt.

Most people have a good attitude for Delia’s sake.A small number of people have a bad attitude, but seeing that there are two cars behind Link and Old Man with guns in their hands, they can only cope with a few words impatiently.

Link and Old Man Bi also took the opportunity to chat for a while.

As a shooting enthusiast, Old Man Bi has “America” ​​weapons in his family-there are more than a dozen guns and thousands of bullets.

Link and Old Man Bi verbally agreed that they needed to exchange each other.

Old Man Bi responded without any surprise at all.

Business is business.

In this dark United States, in this chaotic time, trading is the truth.

Give it away? That’s too much thinking.

No one’s materials fell from the sky.

I visited more than 20 households in one go, of which 17 households were full of people, and only 4 or 5 households did not answer.

Link, who was observing by the side, also had counts, three of them might be really unoccupied, and the other two definitely had people, but they didn’t come out to answer.

Sanhu? Almost enough to move by yourself. He wondered in his heart, calling Delia to speed up.

For the remaining more than 60 households, everyone walked by and shouted directly outside the door.

If you get a response, tell the other party to pay attention to safety, and you can register with Delia for materials that need to be traded to coordinate the transaction.

Heading west in this way, the group came to the west near Rockford.

Delia habitually wanted to drive into the side lane, but Link suddenly stopped and called her to stop.

Looking at Link, who was holding a shotgun and getting out of the car in an alert posture, Old Man Bi looked out the car window: “What’s the matter?”

Link: “The door is not closed.”

The mother and daughter and Old Man Bi frowned and turned to look at the small villa more than 20 meters away.

Sure enough, I vaguely saw the door swaying slightly.

Delia didn’t react for a while: “I forgot to go out, or didn’t pay attention to closing the door?”

“There are not many people who go out at this time, and there are fewer people who have not closed the door.” Old Man Bi said in a deep voice, looking around, and the M14 in his hand is also on his chest, ready to lower the muzzle at any time. Shooting stance.

Link hummed: “Dilia, don’t come down. Mr. Bi, what do you think?”

Old man Bi pondered for a moment: “Wait for Delia to press a few horns to see if anyone responds. If there is no movement, then I will walk to the side and approach the house, and you will follow.”

Link thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

There is no window on the side of the villa, so there is no need to worry about sudden bullets shot out of it.

Link and Old Man Bi moved their respective cars back and forth for a certain distance, hid behind the front hood, and nodded their heads to observe.

Delia watched Link in front raise her hand to signal to her, and immediately pressed the car horn.

The long sound of horns cut through the calm of the suburbs and stopped after three seconds.

Suddenly, there was a messy noise in the house more than 20 meters away. Finally, with a bang, the wooden door shattered and a figure close to two meters tall rushed out.

In an instant, Link could see its split teeth, big mouth and long tongue.

Splitmouth! He stood up abruptly, raised his gun and shot.

Bang bang!

boom!

Two slightly dull gunshots were mixed with a more penetrating gunshot.

The schizophrenic body rushed fiercely, then slapped halfway, and fell to the ground.

Soft female voice: “Successfully recharged, earn 4 energy points.”

Link looked intently, and couldn’t help turning his head towards Old Man Bi, who was more than ten meters away, and gave a thumbs up: “clear! (safe)”

Old Man Bi just glanced at him sideways: “Are you sure it’s really dead?”

I really haven’t seen a crack-mouthed monster with a blossoming head and alive. Link slandered, but said: “That’s better to be careful.”

As he said, he pulled the sleeve.

boom! A deer shell blasted on the fallen Shripper’s corpse.

Facing the whip corpse, the hapless crackmouth said that “my body has no pressure” and continued to lie down motionless.

Only then did Old Man Bi lift the standard shooting posture of bowing his head slightly, lowering the muzzle of the M14.

Next, Mother and daughter Delia were asked to drive a little farther away, stay vigilant, and sound the horn to warn them in case.

Link and Old Man Bi, who had developed a little “comrade-in-arms” feeling, went to the front of the house from left to right, and looked into the house from the window.

Make sure that there is no movement, the two people cover each other and enter the house.

A few minutes later, Link walked out with an ugly face, and finally couldn’t help but retching a few times.

In the room lived an old couple, the body was torn out of human form, leaving only two large beaches of mosaics.

Vomiting is not timid, it’s purely a physical discomfort, just like a brave person will still feel sick when they see it.

Old Man Bi’s expression was not very good, but after all he saw a lot of scenes of flying flesh and blood. The reaction was not as obvious as that of the newbie Link, and he walked directly to the corpse of the Splitmouth and looked at it.

Link vomited a few times, finally didn’t vomit, and followed him.

After a few glances, he looked solemn: “Bob also became such a monster yesterday, but his size is not so huge. The deer bullets can barely penetrate into the muscles and get stuck.”

Old Man Bi was taken aback: “Bob is dead?”

Link: “Bob became a monster and wanted to eat Delia and the others. I killed him. He was smaller, slower, and more fragile than this split-mouth. He was chasing Delia and the others. When they broke a leg.”

Old Man Bi’s eyes narrowed: “You mean, they can become stronger by eating people?”

After a moment of silence, he said: “But I can’t stand the shooting of rifle bullets.”

When he said this, he couldn’t help rubbing the M14’s gun body.

The mottled yellow-brown wooden buttstock, and there are many fine scratches on the iron parts, it is obviously long-term use.

This does not mean that this gun is bad, its power, accuracy, and reliability are quite good, and there are still many people who use modified M14s in the United States Special Forces.

Link is speechless: The M14 uses a 7.62mm full-power bullet, which is much stronger than the 5.56 rifle bullet.

The mainstream small-caliber rifles AR and AK use 5.56mm bullets because they are enough for hitting people.

And the Splitmouth will become more and more resistant to punches, and Link suddenly wants to build a more powerful rifle.

Thinking in his mind, he shook his head: “If they eat more people, can they become stronger?”

Old man Bi: “How can it keep getting stronger? It’s not scientific…”

Having said that, he couldn’t say it anymore.

It doesn’t look like a scientific product at all. It may be a little more reliable to say that it is a magical or fantasy creature.

“Oh~” A retching sounded not far away.

The two turned their heads and saw that it was Camilla, who was staring at the grinning corpse and vomiting.

The shot of Old Man Bi directly opened the monster’s skull, and the sloppy brain was mixed with viscous blue-black blood, and the visual impact was extremely strong.

The two men looked at each other, and Old Man Bi said, “Okay, don’t look at it if you can’t stand it.”

Link said almost at the same time: “Want to see?”

Camilla barely resisted the retching and nodded vigorously: “Yes.”

Link: “Wait later and follow me inside to see?”

Do you want to play so well with little girls? Old man Bi looked sideways: “This, don’t use it.”

Link: “You retching when you see it. Where can you escape when you encounter danger? Since she came here, she must be mentally prepared.” He said and glanced at Delia in the car over there.

Old Man Bi followed his sight and immediately understood.

Camilla came over, but Delia didn’t move. Obviously the courage and thinking of the mother and daughter were not consistent.

In the chaotic social order, if the mother and daughter are both afraid to avoid, it will definitely not end well.

Wanting to understand this, Old Man Bi shook his head and sighed, and silently returned to the car to be on guard.

Link came in with Camilla, who was almost gagging, to “watch”.

Seeing the two pools of bloody corpses in the living room, Camilla subconsciously reached out and put his arms around his arm.

Although courageous, other places are a bit small. Link murmured, and blankly took his hand out of the underdeveloped pectoralis major: “You look good, others can’t help you.”

Camilla stared in amazement: You are so pale, it’s no wonder you don’t have a girlfriend!

Link didn’t care what Green Apple was thinking. He entered the bedroom and quickly searched for it.

Soon I found an m1911 pistol under the pillow, and a box of bullets in the bedside table.

The pistols and bullets disappeared as soon as my thoughts moved.

Looking at the open translucent backpack panel, the pistol appears in the first grid, and the bullet box appears in the second grid. Both have a light blue number × 1 in the lower right corner.

Link’s mouth curled up.

Why he thinks the end is coming, this game backpack is one of the most important reasons.

When the mind is locked, it can collect items five meters away from the body, and 9 items that are basically the same can be stacked in a grid.

Such a grid, the game backpack has 8×8=64, but he will not feel any weight of the items inside.

At the beginning, the game did not have a weight, it should be that this setting was used by the Doomsday game.

With this system backpack, Link doesn’t mind spending some time on “community patrols.”

Just be aware that even the old man Bi and the mother and daughter of Delia will not notice his behavior of collecting supplies.

Next, he took out a cardboard box from the game backpack and threw in all kinds of small pieces that he needed.

This is a new technique he unintentionally developed when he checked the supplies last night-packing.

As long as all kinds of sundries are thrown into the container of the same specification, thrown into the game backpack will default to a “package”.

For example, this kind of cardboard box with hand-held holes on both sides, loaded with dozens of small items in one go, will only be displayed as “small cardboard box × 1” when thrown into the backpack.

So, what’s so fun about Green Apple? Where can I find the supplies?After searching the bedroom quickly, Link walked out.

Camilla was still in the living room, repeating the adaptive training of “look at the corpse for a few moments → look away and retching → take a deep breath for a while”.

Passing by her, he patted her shoulder: “Come on, after this level, you are also an adult.”

Camilla flushed and nodded reluctantly-of course it wasn’t shy, it was simply shortness of breath caused by vomiting and holding back.

Link flicked the stupid boy casually, turned around and went into the kitchen, and continued to take out the small cardboard box to work.

Compared with the bedroom, there are a lot more living supplies here.

Most of the food, ingredients, beverages, cans, seasonings, tableware, knives, butane flamethrowers, lighters, towels, kitchen paper, etc. were swept into cardboard boxes by Link and included in the game backpack.

When he came out of the kitchen, the small cardboard boxes in the backpack had occupied three squares, a total of 25.

Among them, there are not many foods and a lot of daily necessities. Just toilet paper and kitchen paper are enough for Link to use for two to three years.

It seems that I am still too conservative in my estimation of the amount of materials that can be harvested in this community. Thinking like this, he lit up the garbage bag in his hand and told Camilla: “If you vomit enough, come and help, and bury them, otherwise the body will smell bad tomorrow.”

Camilla, who was just getting used to it, immediately turned around… rushed outside and continued to vomit.

Lin Ke had no choice but to whisper: “After vomiting, go back to the car and tell Old Man Bi to wait for us for ten minutes by the way.”

Turning his head to look at the two pools of flesh and blood, he muttered in a low voice: “I took your things and sent you all the way to the end. If you don’t object, you will be sold?”

As he said, he put on the mask and gloves he had just found, and began to pick up the remains of the old couple.

The process was very painful, but Link told himself that it must be done.

If you don’t adapt to the moment of calmness, one mistake can be fatal in the chaos.

Even so, it took him five minutes to condense the old man’s body.

At this moment, the board shook and turned to look, but it was Camilla who came in again.

Faced with his questioning gaze, the little girl with a blue face took the initiative to explain: “I…also want to help.”

Link said, “I have a mask in my vest pocket and rubber gloves in the kitchen. Wear them yourself before you come.”

After a while, Camilla put on the equipment, but stood next to him but didn’t know how to start.

Link glanced at her and packed the remains of the old lady in his hands: “If you want to help, hurry up, and wait for their supplies to divide you a little bit.”

Camilla was taken aback: “Materials?”

Link: “It’s reasonable to help them collect their bodies and bury the tombstones, and take the materials that the dead don’t need as compensation.”

Camilla was speechless, thinking about it again that it was okay.

Yesterday, a certain congressman from Chicago has proposed a new motion: In view of the fact that the hundreds of corpses recently gathered are difficult to handle, it is recommended that the investigation should not be continued. Among them, anonymous people are collectively incinerated and buried, thereby saving municipal expenses.

Link: “What do you like? I remember they have a lot of ketchup, or two more bottles for you?”

Camilla, who was only approaching about to squat down, heard the words, and saw a pool of blood in front of him again.

A continuous retching sound sounded on the porch.

Link, who was uncomfortable at first, smiled: Sure enough! Seeing others feel more uncomfortable than yourself, so that you will be…balanced.

In the end, Camilla didn’t touch the bodies of the old couple either-it didn’t count to help with the burial through the garbage bag.

During this period, Link asked Delia to drive to the front of the house and began to pack and move the remaining supplies.

What he collects is scarce and important materials, and there are half of the low-value materials in the house, which is not a small amount.

Delia can’t participate in the battle, so she has to put out some labor to be eligible to divide the materials.

Camilla has a future. Although she is vomiting, she has the courage to adapt to her ideas and may live longer in the future.

His current strength is too weak, and it is not realistic to form a team with dominant power. For the time being, he can only observe suitable candidates.

The rest… can only be said later.

After more than twenty minutes, Link buried the old couple together on the grass in the backyard. He also brought a thick paving stone slab to the ground, and engraved their names and today’s date of death on it.

Delia’s efficiency in cleaning up the chores is not bad. Link finishes it here. She and Camilla, who came here in advance, have already got most of the supplies in the car.

Link came over, looked for her and took the key to the old couple’s raptor pickup truck, and asked the old man Bi to do it together, and put the corpse of the crack beak into the wagon.

This thing contains divine particles, which can be recycled into energy points by the game and cannot be given up.

Even if it is still 0.5, but his energy point is only 4.5. What kind of bicycle?

Pulling up the corpse of the Ripples, Camilla drove Link’s second-hand SUV, and the group greeted the remaining ones before returning.

After arriving home, Delia’s mother and daughter were responsible for distributing supplies, sending the old man’s share to him, while Link’s share was temporarily stored at their home.

(Lao Tie who has chased the first two books should know that Lao Bing never asks for rewards, but only asks for subscription.

It’s a new book issue, and I haven’t subscribed to this statement, so I beg you to keep it in the bookshelf and wait for it to be put on the shelf.

Lao Bing’s update is not fast, but the stability is very high. Thank you for your support in advance)

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(Old man Bi, played by a book friend with evil spirits and friendship)