Chapter 135: Zombies of Despair
A very terrifying monster stretched out its paws and pounced on the rabid dog, the old cat almost did not hesitate to pick up his weapon, the Type 95 that had already brought all the accessories to the zombie on the opposite side is a shuttle bullet.
That's right, it's just a shuttle bullet. According to what I learned on TV and movies, this kind of monster is almost difficult to destroy, and a lot of bullets need to be wasted, plus it is now to save people, of course, you have to hurry up and fight hard.
Si Fan in the air just looked at them like this, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a hideous arc, this group of guys still underestimated the zombies, and what was required to deal with these monsters was not to attack, but to calmly look for weaknesses and kill them with one blow.
But what the old cat is doing in the face of these guys now is to hit him directly with a shuttle of bullets.
This is nothing at all for zombies.
The zombies that were still in the corridor just now finally rushed out and went straight to the rabid dogs. The rabid dog was completely exposed in the area behind the lookout.
The old cat used almost all the bullets in his own gun to create a storm of bullets, and all the bullets hit the zombies.
The zombie had already pounced at this time.
His body was in tattered clothes, and he could probably tell that this was a set of pajamas, and there was a cute Kumamon on top of his blue flannel pajamas, but his current body was not cute at all, and under his gray-brown skin were rotten muscles, and the tattered pajamas and muscles stuck together, not to mention how disgusting.
As for his face, there are no facial features in the movie at all, and it is blurry and it is impossible to distinguish where is the nose and where is the mouth.
Such a monster, after receiving thirty rounds and a shuttle of bullets, actually pounced on the rabid dogs.
I saw that the place where he was hit by the bullet was a mess, the old cat's shooting technique was quite domineering, all the bullets were almost in the same range, directly shattering the ribs on the chest, and almost breaking the body into two sections.
But his spine was still not broken, and he still pounced on it fiercely.
The old cat was stunned, because he found that it was useless to change the bullets now.
And the rabid dog knew that the danger was coming when he heard a shuttle of gunshots, so he quickly turned around, and what caught his eye was a terrifying face that was unrecognizable.
Almost subconsciously, he wanted to kick this guy away.
But in the face of zombies, he never knew how terrifying the other party was, just a kick, almost kicked his leg off.
"Click!" The crisp sound was a twisting sound of the ankles, and the whole body began to lean back.
At the last moment, the old cat had no way to stop it, he didn't have enough time to change the bullets, and he didn't have time to pull out the pistol.
At this moment, I heard a voice behind me.
Shout!
That's right, it's that simple, and then I saw a blood flower just burst slightly, and then I saw the zombie fall to the ground.
At this time, the old cat could clearly see that he was shot in the eye of the zombie, and the bullet shattered the skull and shot out from behind.
A voice comes from the walkie-talkie.
"Lift your spirits to me, it seems that the enemy we have to face is not necessarily an ordinary human being, maybe we have to face unknown creatures, in view of the number of bullets in everyone now, hurry up and redistribute the bullets, and the number of bullets carried by each person is not allowed to be less than five hundred. "The tuna hastened to issue an order.
The old cat hurriedly rushed over to see the rabid dog lying on the ground.
The binoculars in this guy's hand were clutched, and the pistol in his waist was pulled out with his right hand.
It's just that the situation is not good now, and the whole person falls to the ground frowning.
"Hurry up and check the death level of the target, you can replenish the gun, you can destroy on a larger scale, you must know the weakness of the opponent. "There's tuna in the walkie-talkie.
He's now lying on a nearby pole and aiming at the Type 95. It's just that now the gun has an optical sight on it, but this thing is also a few years ago.
As long as it's easy to use.
Old cat checks for rabies. The rabid dog also quickly got up, but it seemed that his leg was injured just now, and it was not so natural.
"Report to the captain, this guy can't fight hand-to-hand at all, I kicked it like I kicked it against the wall, and I could only use a firearm in frontal combat. It is useless for the target to be shot in the body, only to hit vulnerable areas of the face, including but not limited to the eyes and the mouth and nose. Rabid Dog gave the tuna an answer based on his observations.
The tuna only thought about it for a moment, looking at the sun that was gradually tilting, and it seemed that the time when the sun left was the most difficult.
He gritted his teeth.
"Use the rope you just searched to rappel, go down and meet us, this time the enemy is not something that can be shaken head-on, after coming to gather, we must change places again with supplies. Tuna said.
The rabid dog and the old cat hurriedly agreed, because they could already hear the abnormal sound in the corridor, which was like a broken sealed box roaring violently, very terrifying.
After receiving the order, they hurried down.
Just five minutes after they left, a second zombie appeared, a third, a fourth, until the entire rooftop was filled.
Thankfully, they retreated. When they were rappelling, they didn't forget the supplies they were searching for. So the landing time was slightly slower by half a minute.
In the past half minute, the night seemed to have sheltered them less and less, and gradually the sound of roaring increased.
The team members hurriedly assembled, and then began to receive the assembly with a large amount of supplies.
Only one weapon is carried, three people will carry an extra set of firearms, just in case, and the ammunition is as much as you can bring, I don't know where to find the three-wheeled flatbed truck next to you, one person can push a bunch of things, he is the logistics of the whole team, and the hamster is in charge, this is a guy who looks like a sharp-beaked monkey gills and doesn't seem to have much strength, but his combat effectiveness is very strong, and he can always get good things from various places when he does logistics.
Now, their supplies are in the hands of hamsters.
The guy pushed the flatbed tricycle and said: "We have searched a lot of supplies, a lot of food and ammunition, and some special weapons, according to the judgment, these materials are the basis for our survival, but it seems that we are very dangerous." ”
It's not just his observation, it's known from the time he participates in devil training. It's just that it's more difficult now.
"Since our task is to survive, it is very difficult to survive, our food and water are very difficult to find, and there are zombies everywhere, food is not something that can be eaten casually, water is too, and we must find a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, or there is a huge war buffer, you see, this warehouse outside the city should meet these conditions. "Tuna again proposed.