When deciding something, the more people involved in the decision, the stupider the results.

The democratic system of the modern West is based on this fact

--- Wang Luo

August 15, 1993 at 12:05 p.m

Meeting point: 140 meters east of Ester Street, Traar Cafe

"Sorry, a little late."

Zhu Cunka pushed open the door, nodded with a smile, and walked in. Then, Tang Xiaoxiao also walked in behind him.

They came together? Yang Wentian examined her face with such a question, and found that a trace of shame flashed across his face.

Was it forced? Or lured by the trap? Their relationship may be closer and more consistent in the future, which may lead to unnecessary dangers.

He moved his body slightly towards Wang Luo and Zhou Yingxiong, feeling a little awkward, so he spoke first: "It's just right to come, sit down!" Just now.." He pointed to Wang Luo, who was smiling, "Someone has an idea." ”

"Oh?" Zhu Cunka pulled out a chair for Tang Xiaoxiao, and after she sat down, he pulled another one for himself and leaned there. "What kind of idea?"

Wang Luo spread out his hand, stared at Zhu Cunka's eyebrows, and explained his plan again frankly and seriously.

"Maybe, a good idea." After being silent for a while, Zhu Cunka gave such an answer. "How?"

"Do it according to the usual practice of robbing a bank...."Wang Luo's expression was serious and flat. Prepare a few guns, a few cars, a few clothes for the company staff, a few face masks, and go to the bank. I have no experience with this and I don't know how you guys used to play it... Fighting. Should it be more effective than I thought? ”

"I have the guns." Yang Wentian took out a few spare pistols from the storage space, "As for the car, I think it's better to go to the periphery of Ambrera to grab a few with their logos, and you can also get clothes by the way." ”

"Good idea." Zhu Cunka said. "Actually, we can go our separate ways. The banks and TV stations in this scene should not have much combat power. Let's go find the car together, and when we get it, Don and I go to the bank, and the three of you go to the TV station...."

"It's good if you say yours, don't count me in it."

It was Zhou Yingxiong's voice. Apathetic, negative, listless. "Don't arrange work for me, don't count me in your plans, I'm not going anywhere." Seeing that the rest of the people were looking at him, Zhou Yingxiong emphasized again.

Zhu Cunka, who was interrupted from speaking, smiled in surprise. "Of course you can..."

"Actually, you're just scared, coward!" Yang Wentian said disdainfully on the side.

It may also be that the meaning exuded by Zhou Yingxiong's expressions and movements is too strong. No one around questioned Yang Wentian's words. Zhu Cunka hesitated, but still made a "don't say that" gesture to Yang Wentian, but he didn't speak.

"Trash! Rubbish! Coward! What do you think this is? Not going? Then die! Wait here to die! ”

Zhou Yingxiong cried.

He covered his face and sobbed like a child. The corners of Yang Wentian's mouth twitched a few times, but he didn't say any more.

I've never seen anything like this .... Originally, Yang Wentian was ready for Zhou Yingxiong to rise up and attack him. Then, the two sides had a ping-pong fight, allowing him to vent his fear of entering an unfamiliar environment, and everything was fine.

But... Who would have thought that this man was still a real coward?

Then let it be! One less person is not a big deal, and it can be acted upon.

He turned to the rest of the group and made a helpless gesture. Zhu Cunkai frowned and responded with a smile; Tang Xiaoxiao looked at Zhou Yingxiong with a look of disgust.

Wang Luo also smiled, but he was different from them.

The face, though still immature and gentle, revealed a certain firmness that was different from before.

"It's really ugly." Wang Luo looked at Zhou Yingxiong, who was frightened and was crying. "But in my system of thinking, anyone, as long as they are still human, has unlimited opportunities, possibilities, and value. Each of us may occasionally encounter some frustration, trouble, and painful things. What does it matter? Stand up just that. ”

After expressing this, he looked at Zhou Yingxiong.

"What's wrong with you? Can I help you? ”

Zhou Yingxiong raised his head, stared at his tear-stained eyes, and shook his hand as if venting. "What's wrong with me! You're the problem! I don't care about you! Leave me alone! ”

He trembled and glared at Wang Luo. But Wang Luo showed an expression of indifference.

"So it's a family thing? Be... Something is wrong with your wife? ”

Zhou Yingxiong's crying stopped abruptly, and his eyes were full of surprise and fear. "You..."

"Ah, that's unfortunate. But no matter what happens, coming here is our chance. No matter how unfortunate you are, you are also a man, do you know what is the luckiest thing for a man? ”

Zhou Yingxiong looked at Wang Luo, who was smiling and had just waved his arms, and didn't say anything.

"O enemy! For men, all problems can be solved in battle. When you defeat the enemy, overwhelm the enemy, trample them underfoot! Watch them beg for mercy in pain, and everything you've lost will come back! As long as you go to the battlefield, all your problems will be solved. ”

"Look at the old you. Trembling, cowering, crying... Scared? Afraid of the light, afraid of the wind, afraid of your own shadow? Never mind! Just go to the fight. I'm sure you must have your own good side. Go win! You can win! All fear will disappear and all pain will be far away. You're going to get a new lease of life! ”

"A man who has fought is a real man. Otherwise, we will always be missing a piece in our lives. Why are you in pain? It's because you're missing this! ”

Zhou Yingxiong's sobbing has stopped, and it can be seen that he has a layer of goosebumps on his body. Then, he gasped for breath, wiped his tears and snot with his sleeve, looked at Wang Luo with a face full of approval and gratitude, and nodded.

Section 8?? The action begins

What am I doing?! It's dangerous! They will see through it! I'm going to lose!

Going to die!!

Things will develop to the point of no return.

--- Wang Luo

August 15, 1993 at 1:32 p.m

Meeting point: 12 km northwest of Avenue Martin, the fifth warehouse of the Ambrera company

There were only two people who carried out the operation: Zhu Cunkai and Yang Wentian. The aim was to seize the company's trucks and uniforms

"Ambrera has a medium-sized warehouse on Martin Street, which for some reason is now semi-abandoned. The guards are not very strict. Trucks and uniforms should be available from the inside. ”

In the café, after Zhu Cunka said this, Yang Wentian was even more confused about his purpose in entering this scene.

Before entering the scene, Yang Wentian was already poor in order to practice his skills, and the task of guiding newcomers was the only thing he could do---- making a little more money in the easier scenes in order to cope with the upcoming battlefield scenes.

But no matter how Zhu Cunka looks at it, it doesn't look like he is here for this.... On the one hand, it is impossible for a newcomer scene to have two guides; On the other hand, he seemed all too familiar with the scene.

Experienced contractors will have a very low income when they enter the newcomer scene. Usually people who play like this are members of a large team, for equipment with a low drop rate but valuable special effects... But not in the biochemical world.

By the way, here is the "alienation crisis". What the hell is going on? Usually the name of the scene doesn't change like this.

Probably a trap. It cannot be ruled out that he is bringing newcomers to the team, Wang Luo and Tang Xiaoxiao may be veterans, and many veterans have entered this scene through their own different means, which has led to so many changes....

The blade cut through the darkness and cut through the fragile throat. Blood erupted, and after a wail, the corpse fell to the ground with a bang.

It's not my right to think too much. Yang Wentian wiped the blood from the knife and shook his head.

Whatever they're trying to do, I have almost nothing anyway. There's nothing to be afraid of! Even if they want to do something to me, I have a partner to rely on.

Cold, hard, sharp knives.

Wang Luo... He should not be in the same league as Zhu Cunka.

He couldn't say why. It's just that the feeling is strong. So Yang Wentian acted according to his feelings--- he relied on his feelings several times to struggle out of the near-death predicament, so he always did.

Take the key from the corpse, step forward, and open the car door. Throw up the three Ambrera uniforms you had grabbed and start the car.

When he finished doing this, another truck next to him had already driven out, and it was obvious that Zhu Cunka's side was also finished.

Assuming that they are not together, and assuming that most of what Zhu Cunjiao said is true... So, is Wang Luo that variable?

At least that look, it doesn't look very strong.

He started the truck and followed behind Zhu Cunka's truck. My mind was full of the conversation between myself and Wang Luo before leaving.

"How do you know he's having a problem at home?"

"He's covered in the stench of culled estrus males. Have you noticed what kind of eyes Tang Xiaoxiao looks at him? Nine times out of ten, this is the case. ”

"How could the space be.... Even if you say that to him, it won't help. ”

"Gee, it's always a little bit useful. I read... I haven't seen a useless human yet. ”

"In other words, if you can do it even a little bit, you're going to lie to him?"

"Lie to him? I didn't tell a word of falsehood from start to finish. Framing is not good. ”

"He's likely to die, not solve the problem."

"I didn't say he wouldn't die. If you think about it, did I say he wouldn't die? ”

"Didn't you say..."

"Of course! When you go to the battlefield and win, the problem will naturally be solved; When they die, the problem is solved---- dead people will not be timid, will not have low self-esteem, and will not suffer for women. Isn't the problem solved? ”

.... It makes sense, I'm speechless. The corners of Yang Wentian's mouth twitched a few times, but he didn't say anything more.

What is the use of that kind of person, even if he musters up courage?

This person, Zhou Yingxiong, if he really enters the battle and faces the zombie horde, he will die in a few minutes. When the time comes, he won't pee his pants, thank goodness.

What's the matter with me? I don't need to be responsible for the people I've just met for three hours, but Wang Luo....

In Wang Luo's own words, it exudes a powerful flavor

He's a variable? Is he the one who causes the benefits and risks to be completely disproportionate? Walking according to his arrangement is the only way to survive?

No, it's not sure yet, we'll have to see again