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Li Yan licked his chapped lips, and was in a dilemma for a while.
He came here step by step after hearing the sound of gunfire and roaring. When he got here, he happened to see a roaring gunshot under the wind and sand, knocking half of the terrifying monster's head off.
At first, Li Yan thought it was a living corpse with a sniper rifle. Based on what he saw along the way, it was not impossible, but the second violent gunshot that followed made Li Yan know that he was wrong.
With the second roar, among the crowd of living corpses, the head of the leader of the living corpses was shot cleanly, causing all the remaining living corpses to fall into a brief madness.
Whether it is a biochemical monster with a collapsed gene, or an ugly living corpse with a grenade on his waist and a submachine gun in his hand, they obviously don't understand the truth of "mantises catching cicadas, and orioles are behind". on the head.
It was only then that Li Yan remembered that the sniper should be the old man in bandages. He walked through the underground cave by himself and strayed into his clearing range.
Let Li Yan say in a difficult way, if he strayed into the hunter's hunting ground, it would be very difficult for him to guarantee that the other party would not regard him as prey. I can't even guarantee that the other party has discovered himself.
In front of the "New King of the Wild Yak", the abandoned bus that Li Yan avoided was no different from the one made of paper, and the Gangdou and the ice had no defensive effect.
Even if it's just a shot to the arm and thigh, it's almost a fatal injury. Li Yan can only save his life by eating the "Shun Lian Wan" he got last time. Yes, he would die on the spot immediately.
Three shots back and forth, Li Yan has already aimed at the old man's position. He is on the roof of a three-story building, lying under a satellite pot that is as tall as a person, like an inconspicuous black spot in the concrete jungle.
Going, may not be able to leave safely, touch it? It is even a stupid behavior that may cause a violent reaction. Li Yan just watched quietly. If the eerie big gun is really aimed at him, then Li Yan can only try to use "Yin Fei" to avoid it. With such a development, Li Yan has the heart to keep his mouth shut.
In the end, most of the living corpse team was wiped out by the genetically collapsed biochemical giants. It was also at this time that the rough and long gunfire suddenly accelerated.
boom!
A living corpse fell limply to the ground.
Dang lang~
The shell casings fell to the ground, and the old man pursed his lips, surrounded by peanut shells and needle tubes, piled up in a small pile.
There are yellow, red, and white bullet magazines in the bullet bag at his hand. At this moment, the muzzle of the gun is aimed at the zombie, and he replaces it with a yellow magazine.
boom!
The bullets mercilessly tore through the iron sheets and cement, and no matter where the remaining living corpses hid, blood would inevitably splatter on the spot.
Not long after, there was only a dying monster left in front of the scorched black shelf.
The old man lying on the roof let out a breath slowly, crushed the peanut in his mouth with a click, picked up a red bullet from his bag, stuffed it into the gun and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
There was a bang in Li Yan's ear, and his pupils reflected red flames. The monster's head was wrapped in thick flames and black smoke, and finally collapsed to the ground, twitching from time to time, seemingly dying.
Li Yan stayed where he was, without any movement, and only relied on the reflection of a piece of broken mirror he picked up to observe the roof where the old man was.
An interesting thing happened. This fierce old man with a large sniper didn't move at all. He was lying on the concrete meticulously, motionless like a clay sculpture.
One minute, five minutes, ten minutes.
The flames on the monster's corpse were still dancing recklessly. The two people who were more than a kilometer apart, one stared at the mirror in a daze, and the other put his eye sockets close to the aiming mirror, neither showing any intention of leaving or showing hostility first.
Li Yan exhaled helplessly. He didn't want to compete with this old man for patience. What's more, his position was too close to the battlefield just now. Apart from the smell of gunpowder and the smell of gunpowder, the stench from the blood of the living corpses that was on top of the sky, Li Yan Yan really couldn't take it anymore.
Leaning against the abandoned bus, he pulled out his modified radio from his clothes. With his hands, he opened the shell abruptly, revealing the densely packed circuit boards inside.
Then connect the core wire of the plug to the jack, and connect the other end to the capacitor, cut off the copper wire of the potentiometer, connect the capacitor and the potentiometer, cut off the audio signal, connect the shielding layer to the negative pole of the battery, and finally turn on the switch, Li Yan Coughed into the radio.
The sound floated far away, even the old man lying on the roof could hear it clearly.
"Ahem ~ Song Zuo, right?"
"Your special specialization: magic technology (50%) production?! "
"Under the premise of having enough parts, you can transform any electronic product, firearm, or even large-scale industrial machinery, but the effect is unknown and may be scrapped."
[Simple loudspeaker]: A loudspeaker that uses magic technology to
Remarks: what? Can high school students do it? Don't be ridiculous, 80% of the students in China have never entered a physics laboratory in high school. This is called Magic Technology, um, Magic Technology.
Li Yan's voice spread.
"My name is Li Yan, and like you, I am employed by Kuang Dolma."
"I have no malicious intent. It was purely accidental to break into your clearing area. I also want to interfere with your entrusted mission and promise to leave immediately. The premise is that you have to come down from the top of the building first. I can't expose myself to your gun. Under the mouth, as long as you go downstairs, I promise to disappear."
Li Yan felt that his attitude was not bad, and his expression was very clear, but he didn't expect that a violent gunshot greeted Li Yan!
Li Yan's expression turned ugly immediately.
Is this a blatant slap in the face?
Before he could get angry from embarrassment, a series of messy pistol shots came over, and when he looked at the lens again, Song Zuo's shadow was gone, only peanut shells and needles all over the floor.
"Is there a situation?"
Li Yan turned over and rushed out of the bunker. There was no one on the roof, and there were messy gunshots coming from that direction.
Li Yan didn't hesitate too much, he was close to the deserted buildings standing in a row, and rushed to the small building in a few leaps
Even though Li Yan was shuttled between the shadows of the deserted buildings, he kept a little bit of mind that Song Zuoyin might be able to manipulate him, so he didn't go straight to the top of the building, but in less than half a minute, Li Yan came to this building.
Coincidentally, as soon as Li Yan stopped, the glass on the second floor shattered. The old man Song Zuo, who was wrapped in a bloody bandage, smashed his back through the glass window, and shot his pistol wildly into the building. He fell to the ground and rolled over. Standing up, he was confronting Li Yan.
The two looked at each other, and Song Zuo, who was covered in panic, stood on his head in shock. He pulled the vines that grew wildly on the barbed wire next to him, and picked up dirt that was more than half a person's height. Sliding away, raising his arm high, he aimed at Li Yan in the dust and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Bang~ bang~
The old man's reaction was extremely fast, and he jumped back and drew his gun to shoot. It's a pity that Li Yan was standing a few meters in front of him. At this distance, even if there were a few more Song Zuo, Li Yan might not be able to escape.
Li Yan didn't even blink his eyelids, he swayed straight, bumped into Song Zuo's eyes in the blink of an eye, and kicked Song Zuo's soft stomach.
Veins burst out of Song Zuo's face, he couldn't hold back his mouthful, and spat out all the bitterness.
Li Yan didn't have the heart to respect the elderly at this time, he raised his toe and kicked the pistol in Fei Song's left hand that was smoking, grabbed the old man's neck and threw it against the wall, hitting Song Zuo's eyes black.
Song Zuo grabbed the window sill next to him, and it took him a long time to catch his breath.
Li Yan blocked Song Zuo to a dead end, and said in a vicious voice, "Why did you shoot?"
In fact, Li Yan knew in his heart that the old man must have been plotted against, and shooting himself was also a misunderstanding. But in this case, what you say is not as good as the sentence "why you shoot" to express your position.
Just at this moment, a Chashik saber protruded from the window edge of the building, and the figure with the knife jumped down from the window while grabbing the wires that had exposed copper wires with one hand. He swayed, and the blade in his hand ran towards Li Yan's back neck and slashed towards him. His half-decomposed pale face revealed a sense of sternness and cruelty.
The whole process was silent, yet swift as electricity.
Song Zuo's pupils shrank: "Behind you!"
When Li Yan heard the wind, he didn't even have the desire to turn his head back. With a move of his wrist, the tiger-headed gun was thrown out of thin air, and the tiger's head swallowed the blade. The three-meter-long platinum gun was full of visual oppression.
The knife in the hand of the living corpse that flew down pulling the wire was still far away from Li Yan, but the point of the gun had already pierced his chest. With a puff, the living corpse with the saber that appeared like Tarzan was pierced through.
"Teleporter?"
Song Zuo was shocked.
Li Yan shook the gun body with his backhand, his eyes were still fixed on Song Zuo, and his tone was not good: "I'm asking you something, why did you shoot?"
Unexpectedly, Song Zuo relaxed instead. He grabbed a peanut from his pocket, and blood flowed from his cut forehead: "Friend, why don't you turn around and look at it first."
Li Yan glanced back, at least a dozen sabers were sharp. These living corpses were all wearing Zhuang Su's khaki military uniform, with white skin, black eye sockets, and sporadic ulcers on their faces. He was looking at himself and Song Zuo from the broken window upstairs. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)?? Song Zuo. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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