doomsday disposal game

Chapter 21
Fight, break out.

The zombies with a large number of age spots look particularly ugly, with skinny cheeks and large mouths spewing stinky odor, all of which are opened in an exaggerated manner.

Without waiting for contact, the high-strength dagger in Lin Xiu's hand drew an arc in the air and suddenly hit his temple.

"Pfft..."

A zombie fell to its knees helplessly.

With superb shooting skills and first-class reflexes, he decided to take advantage of the opportunity to adapt to his other ability - close combat.

After all, no one can be sure how the future situation will develop.

Maybe one day, there will be a serious shortage of bullets, and I will have to fight with these living dead with cold weapons?

So, now that the conditions are suitable, and there are many old zombies and other scumbags around, we really need to seize the opportunity, get used to it, and practice our courage at the same time.

So, he no longer paid attention to the dead zombies on the ground, and took the initiative to run towards the two zombies not far away.

Six meters safe distance, breakthrough!
Two old guys with handicapped legs and feet sensed the popularity, and immediately ran over to the left and right, paws out, fierce and joyful.

The scene is extremely bizarre.

Unknowingly, the dagger, which was useful one-on-one, had been taken back by Lin Xiu.

One inch long, one inch strong.

Two-piece metal bats, as well as baseball bats and the like, are the way to go in close combat!

Lin Xiu, who turned slightly sideways and easily avoided one of the old guys, grabbed the baton and backhanded the one on the left.

"puff……"

All the teeth in his mouth were missing, and his osteoporotic neck made a crisp sound and was severely twisted.

If this were a living person, he would have died long ago.

However, the zombies are too special, they just have no teeth, their necks are crooked, they just fell to the ground temporarily, but they can still move!
At this time, Lin Xiu, who did not immediately retaliate, twisted around and slapped the face of the zombie that he had avoided with his backhand. He still smashed the teeth and made it incapacitated first.

Behind.

Ling Xinran, who had never paid much attention to this battlefield, held the gun in both hands and aimed at the new target in the most basic but orthodox way.

Three o'clock on the line.

The flames flickered.

About 12 meters away from her, a hole made of black and red flesh appeared between the zombie's brows, and a slurry exuding a strong fishy smell flowed out.

"There's something about this marksmanship..."

At the same time, Lin Xiu, who used a dagger to finish the last hit, praised in a low voice. After all, the experience of playing guns at the shooting range a few years ago was not enough to support an ordinary person to have such accuracy - he successfully hunted with just two bullets. A zombie.

It can be said to be very talented.

On the other hand, Ling Xinran herself had no joy on her fair and pretty face. After all, she was comparing herself with the cheating Lin Xiu.

"Young and strong intact zombies move faster. Maybe as soon as I aim at the center of my eyebrows, it will already pounce in front of me, so I still need to practice!"

Ling Xinran, who quickly completed the summary in his mind, used corpse odor to interfere with the sense of smell of the living dead, and locked the target again.

At this stage, she is very clear about one thing: she does not pursue the use of large-caliber guns, and the recoil must be within a controllable range.

Being able to control it is the best!

At this time, Lin Xiu glanced at the small building on the right side of the road with the corner of his eye. A mutilated young zombie was crawling on the ground and crawling towards this side.

For this group of infected living dead, the desire for new flesh and blood is far above all else, and it may come from the genetic level!So much so that it ignored its own condition and instinctively approached Ling Xinran, who was within the smelling range. It would only be willing to chew her up, tear her apart and swallow it into its throat!

Unfortunately, a sharp dagger penetrated his head.

Even stirred it up.

In an instant, the zombie stagnated on the spot, its head pulled down, and there was no chance to pursue its dream. The weapon Lin Xiu pulled out was covered with fishy smell.

"continue."

"If there is a spear made of rebar, the effect will definitely be better."

Next, a man and a woman started their own training. The slow-moving old guys along the way were completely reduced to little monsters with more experience.

Occasionally, strong zombies would appear, but they would all be shot in the head by Lin Xiu with a Glock shot.

Five rounds of .38 Special bullets were quickly exhausted, resulting in three deaths and two injuries.

Seeing that Ling Xinran was a little unsatisfied and her talent was so high, Lin Xiu simply pulled out the basic Glock 17 that he couldn't use for the time being, and taught her the Wiffle-style shooting posture, as well as the isosceles that is closest to the human body's instinctive reaction. Triangular shooting method.

The combination of the two is the improved version of Weaver, the advanced version of kneeling shooting, crouching shooting, and even prone shooting. Not even a word is mentioned. After all, only players can receive experience infusion and complete rapid learning...

By the time the sun dipped to the horizon, a small half of the street had been cleared, and forty or fifty zombies were lying there. Most of them died from a simple combination of blunt force blows and dagger stabs.

Out of economy, Ling Xinran only fired eight rounds of [-]mm Parabellum bullets, killing four zombies and injuring four others. It was very flexible!
After seizing the police armory tomorrow and obtaining sufficient supplies, she can give full play to her talents.

"I used to shoot bullets with reduced charges at the shooting range, and I felt that sharpshooters were nothing special. But now that I have fired bullets with full charges, my hands are really... numb."

After her excitement calmed down, Ling Xinran came over and fired back, her tone coquettish and naive, not at all like the female warrior who had just calmly shot the zombies.

"Just practice more later."

After comforting her, Lin Xiu put down the idea of ​​reaching out to rub her hair, raised his eyes and scanned the surroundings carefully. After confirming that there was no danger, he walked towards the fiery red motorcycle and said in a deep voice: "Go back first, it's getting late."

The two did not engage in couple's flirtation.

I'm tired, smelly, and my head is a little numb.

Who has that leisurely mood?

Now, the experiment comes to an end.

As the saying goes, practice brings true knowledge, and there is another way to interfere with zombie hunting. The premise is that you can endure the stench and maintain combat effectiveness.

During this process, Lin Xiu also suppressed his nausea and tried to find the brain nuclei or other crystals mentioned in some novels and animations.

However, there is nothing inside except slurry.

at night.

It's nearly eight o'clock.

The men and women who lit candles, took a shower carefully to remove the odor from their bodies, drank cans of orange juice, gnawed on warm buttered bread and black pepper beef patties, and ended the dinner simply.

No color.

They simply leaned together, enjoying the precious tranquility in the apocalypse, while Ling Xinran, like the atmosphere group, muttered and whispered interesting things that happened when she was studying abroad, and gradually fell into sleep.

Holding his girlfriend with one arm, Lin Xiu, who was still vigilant, quietly turned on the soft desk lamp, studied the police station building map and the zombie distribution map for a while, trying to be sure, and then read the One Piece manga, waiting for the settlement at midnight.

White mark skills?
Strengthening a single attribute?
Or supplies.

A trace of expectation gradually arose in my calm heart, because every improvement, no matter how small, would allow me and the people I care about to survive in the apocalypse.

(End of this chapter)