When Internet cafes were initially popular in the past few years, Wu Han, who was still young, was really obsessed with Internet CS for a while. He didn't play this shooting game in vain and learned something from it. Now, the hobby that seems to be unemployed is also a serious use, which helps Wu Han quickly get into the role. For his old rookie who is average in his skill level and has a good practical experience, and is not a good deal, the key factor in winning the melee in a game depends on who left the last bullet in the gun chamber. Due to the good gaming habits that have been developed for a long time, Wu Han's shotgun still had one bullet left at this time.

"Come on! See whoever dies and whoever lives..."

Wu Han said silently in his heart. Although he was in this special state, he felt as if his body was stuck in a mud. However, when Wu Han used all his strength to move his arm that was like a piece of lead, he lowered his muzzle and aimed at the disgusting ugly fox face in front of him.

"Squeak! Boom..."

Accompanied by a dull gunshot, countless burning steel balls hit the unknown animal that was dead but not stiff at a very close distance. With a "thump", even a big bear would not be able to bear it. This animal of unknown origin immediately fell heavily on the hard stone ground like a sack of water. Then, Wu Han noticed that at the corner of its mouth, a dark liquid with black pieces slowly flowed out. Seeing this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what this thing was, it was finally dead this time.

Don't forget the past, but the teacher of the future. Who would have expected that the world would turn over? While frightened, Wu Han did not dare to make the low-level mistake of underestimating the enemy just now. After setting a safe distance again, he seized the time to reload the shotgun that had been shot with bullets. Wu Han no longer dared to have a slight slackness.

"Oh, what's wrong with this? Wu Han, are you okay? Let's help you...wow, what's this? Well, it looks... so ugly."

The sound of the cave gathering was excellent. Just now, the survivors heard a burst of gunfire sounds like beans coming from the entrance of the cave. The people who were having dinner inside immediately rang out and ran to support Wu Han. But when Wu Han watched the scene of the support troops huddled in a mess, he was really a little amused. If he wanted these people to save his lives, Wu Han would be more effective than asking Gods and worship Buddhas. The survivors were somewhat aware, at least no one rushed out with two hands. For example, the ladies who were preparing dishes, they were either holding kitchen knives or carrying rolling pins, at least they were not unarmed!

The old monk Likong also rushed out with a mop rod in his hand, but he saw that he was widening his eyes and seemed to be planning to imitate the wise senior Wu Song, and he experienced the majesty of killing the white-throated golden-eyed tiger with three punches and two kicks. Unfortunately, he was trying to hit the dead tiger...

Seeing this, Wu Han immediately stepped forward and grabbed the old monk's wide sleeve, sighed and said:

"Don't move, those animals may have residual radiation..."

Once he was bitten by a snake, he was afraid of the rope for ten years. Sure enough, as soon as Wu Han mentioned the sensitive word radiation, all the survivors present changed their voices. There was no way. Since the outbreak of the nuclear war, everyone was worried about anything that had something to do with the word "nuclear". After Wu Han's fright, no one dared to come over to watch the fun.

"Gaga!Gaga!Gaga!"

For safety reasons, Wu Han first put on the old chemical-proof suit that was worn with a laborious old clothing, and then he carried an old "Geiger counter" with a weight of nearly ten kilograms, and swept back and forth around the corpses of these unknown animals several times. This "Geiger counter" that was several rounds older than Wu Han was probably of real material and quality assurance. Although he was in service overtime, he still maintained his steady and honest old ox and did not mean to strike and ask for a salary increase. Although the pointer responded a little slower, there were still quite a few data to be measured.

Looking at the value displayed by the pointer, Wu Han's tense nerve relaxed again. Then, he took off the mask of the chemical protective suit, turned his head and waved his hand to the audience who flashed for a distance and said:

"Safe, but don't get too close, these guys are very good at pretending to be dead."

Holding an iron tube in his hand, Wu Han patiently flirted with the animal corpses back and forth to ensure that no details on it were missing. His serious and hard-working spirit was really more attentive than the human health education films that used to watch Japanese specialties in a small dark room.

This dangerous animal is about the same size as a wolfdog, but is far from the appearance. The two seriously curled hind legs are more than twice as thick as the two front legs. No wonder they are so perverted in jumping ability, but the black and thick tail they are dragging inevitably makes people feel very strange. The outline of this animal's head is quite thick, and it looks quite like a fox, with many hard beards that are more than one foot long and as thick as chopsticks. For some reason, Wu Han always felt that the various parts of their bodies were not well combined. After seeing these monster corpses, the women were naturally nervous. They were both curious and fearful of these uninvited guests. They glanced at them from time to time when hiding behind Wu Han, and then gathered together to whisper in private, and didn't know what they were talking about.

Flirting with the silver plated table knife that he took to protect himself, Zhou Chen looked at the corpses on the ground, frowned and said:

"Where do these guys come from? It's so cold outside, how can they come out to move?"

After checking the situation of the monster's corpse, Wu Han put down the iron pipe and was cleaning his hands with disinfectant. When he heard Zhou Chen's problem, he said:

"See, their noses are very big. I guess these guys must have a very sensitive sense of smell. Maybe they came here according to the smell. Also, please pay attention to the fur on their bodies. The surface is very dense, with a layer of oily gloss, which seems to be similar to mink fur, and should be waterproof. The soles of the feet are also very wide, and it is difficult to sink in the soft snow. It is really a perfect match! People can definitely not stand the temperature outside now, but it may not be possible to change to animals. Can we compete with polar bears and penguins who are more freezing?"

Although Wu Han said this, after comforting others, the heart he was hanging on his own did not calm down, but became heavier.

Yes, the Northeast is indeed a famous northern wilderness with a sparse population, but compared with the highly densely populated Guantou, the situation is not so simple. More than 100 million people in the Northeast live in this fertile black soil, and most of the plains have been completely developed. Even in the northeast of the Northeast, those swamp wetlands that have been continuously stretched for thousands of miles have been reclaimed and turned into grain fields. Even the original forests in the deep mountains and forests have been cut down in the decades after the founding of the People's Republic of China. Such a harsh living environment is unlikely to leave a hiding place for the fiercely ruthless carnivorous creatures.

Just imagine, even the wild Siberian tigers that are key to protecting national legislation have only had three or two kittens left before the war, so how could there be a possibility of leaving room for unknown carnivores to survive?
Chapter completed!