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"Roar~"
These living corpses looked like dexterous wild apes, lifting their sabers and jumping down one after another, their military boots stepping on the ground and sinking into cracked pits.
The saber zombies straightened their upper bodies one by one, staring intently at them.
The old man chewed the peanuts, but he spoke clearly: "The fighting style is similar to that of wandering gods, but it seems that only daggers and sabers are used. Like other living corpses, the brain must be destroyed to kill. In addition, this group of living corpses have Quite a high level of collective combat experience, almost indistinguishable from normal wilderness veterans."
He paused, and then said: "These living corpses have no breathing and no body temperature. They are lurking and invading a master. I focused all my attention on you, but the boat capsized in the gutter."
Li Yan took a few steps to the side, stepped on the dusty pistol on the ground, and rubbed it against Song Zuo's feet: "Where's your sniper rifle?"
"It's thrown in the building. In that case, the gun will kill you." Song Zuo added: "Don't worry, my modified rs107 won't be used by any casual third-tier hunters, let alone these gangs It's a living corpse."
The Russian Chashik, who was holding the saber zombie in the front, was almost in the blink of an eye, shortening the distance between Li Yan and Li Yan by more than half.
Li Yan flicked the tip of his spear, swallowing the blade like a living thing, and poked it between the eyes of the living corpse. Unexpectedly, the living corpse with saber was beaten by Li Yan and retreated in embarrassment, but did not suffer any injuries.
"Yo huh?"
Li Yan couldn't help being surprised. Although ordinary living corpses hold hot weapons, their habits are still closer to primitive animals, so they have almost no awareness of detection. The residences are all closed buildings, so Li Yan, the killer, came to the door with a hammer, and naturally he couldn't please him. Even if there is that kind of melee type with sharp claws and fangs, it will only die more tragically in front of the tiger-headed golden gun with "gun fangs". If you rush up with a saber in hand, you can still walk under Li Yan's hands. This is the first time Li Yan has seen a round of living corpses since entering the Great Devil Lake.
[Beta level radioactive corpse]
Originally a survivor of a nuclear disaster, he was infected by strong radiation and turned into an elite living corpse with normal intelligence and previous combat experience. He was greatly strengthened, and the direction of strengthening was random, corresponding to the type of genetic modification agent.
Remarks: According to the incomplete records found by Kuang Zhuoma, this is the Great Devil Lake close to the heart, a powerful living corpse monster, which was identified as "¦Â" by the authorities before and after the winter, and its activity intensity is equivalent to that of ordinary first-tier to second-tier troops Not waiting, occasionally there will be a third-tier unit of a different kind. But because of the strong radiation contained in its blood and the nature of living corpses that must be destroyed in order to kill them, it is far more difficult to deal with than the genetic troops of the same size.
Occasionally there is a third order? I don't think any of the dozen or so "Soviet Iron Fists" is worse than Abana Nyingma.
Li Yanru thought.
The saber zombies are approaching a dead end, with no expression on their faces, but it makes people shudder.
Suddenly, an unknown living corpse roared like a horn, and the "iron fists" raised their Chashik sabers and charged fearlessly.
Li Yan snorted softly, and danced like a dragon with a big spear in his hand. The trembling white-gold cold current almost filled the entire alley.
Song Zuo picked up the pistol. The bandage on his neck was torn off during the escape, revealing his collarbone covered with red scars and scabies, but the shriveled and ugly body suddenly burst into vitality. The several scorching bullets that erupted from the mouth, without exception, each shot into the eye socket of the saber corpse.
The crackling of bullets and the clashing of knives and guns resounded throughout the lonely ruins.
The blood-stained military boots trembled slightly, the saber of a living corpse broke from the middle, leaving a jagged section, and the Chashik knives in the hands of several living corpses were directly hit by Li Yan's "Dragon Bow Head" The roll flies out. There were several miserable wounds on his body.
However, none of the living corpses died under Li Yan's guns. On the contrary, Song Zuo's bullets killed two living corpses with sabers.
Li Yan didn't take it seriously either. According to Yan Fu's standard of strength, the melee specialization of these saber zombies is around 80%, and besides the head, there are almost no flaws. It has the advantages of geographical advantage and long weapons.
"Go out and fight, they have reinforcements."
Song Zuo said to Li Yan.
Li Yan glanced at him, stepped forward, and the big gun in his hand erupted with a more brilliant stream of iron in an instant, forcefully pushing the group of living corpses with sabers out of a dead end. Song Zuo rolled over and got up, reloading between shots and firing without delay. Behind Li Yan's gun circle, he fired almost without reservation.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the group of living corpses ran away without saying a word. Li Yan didn't have the intention of chasing them either.?And thinking about it again, if at this time people come to a few stubborn stumps with guns, the result will be hard to say
Suddenly, Song Zuo's angry curse in Tibetan reached Li Yan's ears. When he saw a living corpse covering his eye sockets take out a golden, round object from his pocket, Li Yan's scalp felt numb immediately.
?The throwing range is 30 to 40 meters, the effective killing radius is 35 meters, the detonation time is short, and the lethality is strong. Known as the "Glorious Bullet", it is a Soviet f1 grenade.
"Grass!"
Li Yan also cursed angrily
Song's left eye was sharp, so he didn't care about Li Yan at this moment, he didn't say anything else, he rushed into the door next to him with oil on his feet, and fell down. Behind his head was a terrifying sound wave that tore through the air, followed by a storm of shrapnel.
Amidst the muffled sound, there was a frightening sound of water, and Li Yan broke out of the water in embarrassment, his hair and clothes were all soaked, and the thick and thin clear water in the water tank gathered into a river, dancing around Li Yan.
When Li Yan looked around, the boy's living corpses were scattered and hid in the surrounding abandoned houses. In a cramped cubicle within a meter of where Li Yan was standing, several living corpses were hiding behind the plaster wall, one of them A living corpse with a saber pulled out the shrapnel that almost pierced through its leg, and just as soon as its head came out, Li Yan saw it.
The living corpse was obviously stunned for a moment, but Li Yan was uninjured.
Li Yan's face was gloomy, he raised his right hand, pointed the dark golden hand cannon at the compartment and pulled the trigger.
Angry Xiao Ke!
Boom! !
The white and gray walls were instantly riddled with holes, blood plasma stained the entire compartment, and several living corpses seemed to be unfinished jigsaw puzzles, which was extremely tragic.
After this time, the azure flow on Li Yan's body has disappeared, and the remaining living corpses also escaped early, no longer entangled with Li Yan, the evil star.
The old man Song Zuo wiped his face and stood up. Li Yan smiled with a half smile: "You, the living corpse in the eradication range, seem to be much more difficult to deal with than mine."
"That scorched building is their lair."
Song Zuo was expressionless: "In there, there are biological research samples left by the superpowers before the cold winter."
At the same time, the central area of ??the Great Devil Lake.
If it is said that ¦Â-level radioactive corpses have the same combat intelligence as ordinary people, then ¦Á-level radioactive corpses have the creative talent and independent thinking ability that human beings are proud of. In a sense, it should belong to a subspecies of human beings.
Brown stockings, half-waisted black leather boots, silver-gray military uniform, golden epaulets, and gray cylindrical fur cap.
Winter Jacques, the former Soviet female officer named Vera.
This is a black building similar to a battlefield fortress, with black carpets on the floor, swan-shaped chandeliers, old-fashioned records, and even Joan Crawford's black and white movie film.
"No offense intended, honorable Iron Lady."
The same black eye sockets, and pale skin, but compared to Jacques Winter, whose half face is too shriveled to see, this man with short white hair who speaks is almost like a living person, and has a fluent Moscow accent.
"I don't see any shadow of Tier 4 troops."
The man shook his head slowly: "And my guards are still at their posts. As for the periphery, that doesn't matter."
Winter Jacques had his head down, but he didn't know what kind of stimulation he had received, so he raised his head suddenly, and pulled the trigger suddenly at the white-haired man!
boom! boom! boom!
The flames exploded in mid-air, and the air suddenly twisted. A figure with a hot body and wearing a tight black rubber leather jacket tumbled out, and the long rose-red hair in big waves poured down like a waterfall. Divided hostility.
"Shot on my old lady?"
Boom!
The black rock fortress broke through a three-meter-high hole. The expressionless Hao stood on the top of the silver-gray armor with a shoulder-resistant RPG. It's flat, it's deflated this time."
Winter Jacques turned his gun and pointed at Hao, who was showing his upper body. Unexpectedly, the chandelier suddenly fell from the sky.
Yin Xiong retracted the steel cable expressionlessly.
The white-haired man stood up with an ugly face: "Who are you?"
"Crazy Dolma."
Sister jojo said, she glanced at the white-haired man, and compared the photos: "The manipulator of the Great Devil Lake, the prophet of ¦Á-level radioactive corpses, is not very good."
A little blue flame spread rapidly, and the man with a cigar in his mouth jumped out of the armored vehicle. Behind him was a crowd of people, who were the fully armed Kuma Dolma guards!
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