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Chapter 372: 372 D3's Weapon

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    The dirty little hand didn't stay on the handle of the gun for even a second, but went over the pistol to the gun belt tied on his thigh. In addition to the pistol holster, there were three small ones hanging on the leather gun belt.  Small rectangular leather magazine bag, the small hand lightly unfastened a concealed buckle nailed like a rivet on the leather case, and the thumb and index finger clamped the 9mm pistol magazine with a light pull.

    A heavy magazine with 15 rounds of ammunition fell into Miaomiao's hands. Miaomiao's eyes lit up, and she withdrew her hands quickly, and put the magazine in her pocket straight into her pocket.

    Seeing that the magazine was about to be put into his pocket, a big callused hand held his small hand holding the magazine, and Miaomiao looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang beside him with a mournful face.

    Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Miao Miao who was caught by him playfully, his five senses were astonishing, he knew it when Miao Miao's imperceptible little hand brushed the holster lightly, and he didn't make a sound  , I just want to see what Meow Meow wants to do.

    Unexpectedly, Miaomiao didn't move the np22, but the target was the 9mm standard magazine. Now Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little confused, so he watched Miaomiao deftly untie the magazine and touched the magazine to his hand.

    "Why are you stealing this thing? It's better to steal a pistol, at least it can be fired loudly?" Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't look down the mountain again. The d3 zombies that can't be killed by anti-aircraft artillery rockets will not die so easily, even if they die  It is beneficial and harmless, but Zhang Xiaoqiang exchanged his experience with Miaomiao.

    Miaomiao still didn't speak, and took out a well-maintained 77-type pistol from the small satchel on his waist and shook it. Zhang Xiaoqiang understood that in the Spartan training camp with Chinese characteristics in the base, the students  Each of them will receive a pistol, and this pistol is their toy. The base requires them to take care of the pistol like their own eyeballs. All of them should put the maintenance of the pistol first every day.

    With a pistol, they naturally want to try the feeling of shooting a gun, but without bullets, they can only look at the pistol and sigh, so the members of the machine gun team are unlucky, and they have to guard against children by their side all the time  Zhang Xiaoqiang is encouraging about stealing bullets. The environment in the future may be even worse, so the students have to find ways to steal and rob, and try to equip themselves with other people's supplies.

    Therefore, the team members are not allowed to punish the students for any reason, so the students intensified, because according to the new regulations of the training camp, as long as you can hand in one bullet, you will have three more bullets when shooting the target.  The crazy theft of the students was encouraged, and the rules of the team members were that no bullet was missing, and the supply of supplies for the month was reduced by one layer, and if ten bullets were missing, then you can drink porridge every day.

    The farce that originally happened to the team members actually happened to Zhang Xiaoqiang, which made him dumbfounded. He said to Miaomiao: "The bullets are correct, but the clips are wrong. Your small pistol that can only fire seven bullets  Don¡¯t go in, don¡¯t steal next time, just tell me if you want to shoot.¡±

    After Zhang Xiaoqiang finished speaking, he put the magazine back and continued to look down the mountain. Miaomiao looked at his small pistol. The precious one was put back in his small bag, and his eyes focused on the 92-style on the waist of Second Lieutenant Huang Quan not far away.  Putting on the holster of the pistol, Miaomiao looked thoughtfully at the handle of the second-hand pistol.

    Huang Quan didn't know that his pistol had been targeted by someone. He was killing people with his eyes at the moment. No, he should be expressing love with his eyes. He stared at Chen Ye beside him with scorching eyes, two small flames in his pupils  Burning, acting like an infatuated innocent boy.

    Chen Ye seems to have been immune to Huang Quan's gaze for a long time. Her gaze never fell on Huang Quan. In short, it is just a sentence, look at the sky and the earth, watch the zombies, but don't look at Huang Quan. Huang Quan wants to conquer Chen Ye, the road is tortuous.  Another long drop.

    Compared to Zhang Xiaoqiang, the unkillable cockroach, d3 is obviously more awesome. After experiencing the discomfort after being hit, it suddenly retracted its right claw, and grabbed the calf of d2 that just jumped up, and then swung  He picked up the d2 and swung it around in front of him like a broom.

    The remaining four d2 were jumping up and down one after another, the thick body of a d2 with its teeth and claws slammed into their waists fiercely, and a d2 that had just jumped was smashed in the air at a 180-degree angle  Big flip, it somersaults in the air and falls on d3 below.

    When it hit d3, a big claw touched its head and screwed it to d3's big mouth, a big mouth with sharp fangs bit its neck, and bit down  What¡¯s worse, the thick neck of d2 is like a steamed and boiled duck neck in its mouth.  It was bitten off and chewed.

    One d2 was bitten off its head by d3, and the other d2s smashed into the crowd of corpses like volleyballs being shot, causing a wave of shock. The d3 zombies threw away the d2 zombies that died in their mouths.  headless corpse,Staggeringly, he got up from the ground, holding d2 in his right paw, which was still struggling to kick his legs, and threw himself into the sea of ??corpses.

    A d2-type zombie that fell a little closer stood up dizzily and shook its head. Before it could fully wake up, a d2 that was dancing in mid-air hit it. This happened to make two d2  The big, bald heads collided together and made a loud "bump".

    The head of this unlucky d2 was twisted more than a hundred degrees in an instant, and at the same time as there was a crisp sound on the neck bone, the d2 was pumped into the air, flew up, spun and landed in the distance.

    It is very refreshing for d3 to wield the d2 zombie that he regards as a broom, and it seems that using this d2 zombie as a weapon is more efficient than simply savagely charging, just like the ape-man learning to use bones as a weapon in the documentary.  Bangzi got rid of the identity of a beast, and the d3-type zombies also used d2 as a weapon to continue charging towards the sea of ??corpses.

    This time, with the waving of the d3 zombies, the flying zombies are no longer the previous dozen or twenty, but flying out one by one. The number of zombies flying in the air has increased several times compared to before.  The bits and pieces turned into raindrops and fell toward the sea of ??corpses.

    A dozen or twenty zombies flying across the corpse sea cannot shake the ground of the zombie sea, because they are arranged too densely, even if some zombies fly to smash them down, they can still absorb the impact of flying, and the rows and groups  The zombies flying in the sky are very different. The rows of zombies are like giant trees connected together, and their strength far exceeds the maximum bearing capacity of those corpses standing in a row.

    Previously strict and rigorous, the thick mountain-like sea-like group of corpses was like a wheat field blown off by a strong wind. One after another, zombies fell to the ground one after another, and the group of corpses that fell indirectly blocked the progress of the group of corpses behind.

    During the erroneous collision, d3 obviously felt the pressure and resistance brought by the sea of ??corpses are rapidly decreasing, and d3 let out a howl of excitement, and the speed could not help but speed up a bit. As its forward speed increased, the z-shaped  The pressure of the zombies has increased.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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