But soon, we finally had a short break.

I saw that the zombie rushing to this side in one direction suddenly stopped, listened attentively and then suddenly ran quickly in one direction, which made me feel inexplicable.

And during this period, the zombies in the other three directions also had a similar reaction and suddenly withdrew, so we suddenly had nothing to do for the time being.

"Don't be surprised, it's because other teams use a bomb that is unique to this place, and that bomb emits a sound wave that attracts the attention of zombies, so most of the zombies who hear that sound will gather there...... We're going to evacuate, and it's no longer possible to hold on here

The doctor who came to me said this, and the wooden box with ammunition was completely empty.

"I didn't expect it to be so easy with just one more person, and we had to use that bomb to get a short respite at this time......

The vulture, holding a machine gun that looked very heavy at first glance, was covered with various weapons, and carried a huge package more than half a man tall on his back, ran towards us, and suddenly laughed when he saw my strange expression.

"Incredible, isn't it? But all people who come to this world will suddenly get a special strength of their own, I was strengthened by my own muscles, I could only barely pick up and shoot without talking about movement, but now I can walk like flying while holding the gun, and at the same time I can also hold another weapon to shoot - these enhanced abilities will be strengthened with the number of zombies you kill, so sometimes you can look at the zombie kill count of other people, you can roughly know how powerful this person is

So I finally understood the reason for the abnormality of my body, and the reason for the non-human performance of the monkeys over there.

"So monkey, what you're strengthened is your own reflex nerves?"

I inquired about the monkey who walked up to me, and at the moment he was rubbing oil on a knife with a sheepskin.

"Oh? That's right.,It's just that it also seems to have strengthened physical strength and strength at the same time.,Of course,If you only strengthen one aspect, it's much stronger than me's strengthening three aspects at the same time.,It's just that only one aspect is strengthened, although it's very powerful unilaterally, but it can only adapt to several combat modes and lack flexibility.,So there are pros and cons to each other.

After inserting the knife into its scabbard, the monkey tapped me on the shoulder and said the same thing.

So what am I being reinforced? Is it just concentration, or is it a comprehensive improvement in many aspects?

With this doubt in mind, I followed the vulture and entered through the metal door he had opened.

All of these closed doors require their own score to open.

Some doors close soon after opening and cost points to open again, while others only close the next day after opening, and some can even be opened and closed at will but cost a lot of points each time.

It's just that there are some special types of alloy gates, which require some more sophisticated means.

For example, turning on multiple switches, having to enter the correct code, having to stay on the pressure device in front of the door for a certain period of time, and even requiring a special mystery object that cannot be opened......

Therefore, if you run into a door that costs points, it is a welcome sight for all those who are struggling to survive here - as long as there are zombies, you don't have to worry about points.

Just before the windowed metal gate behind us closed, I heard the roar of six or seven bomb explosions in the distance, and then the closed gate cut out the sound from outside.

We turned around a small room and passed through a metal door of the same style to a large warehouse.

Inside, there are large triad warehouses, and on almost every wall there is a facility dedicated to a specific weapon.

In addition, there are vending machines that sell all kinds of strange drinks and a warehouse that sells various convenience foods.

"Here it is...... What's going on? ”

I couldn't help but ask the doctor who was trotting towards the drink dispenser.

"The drink vending machine here sells a variety of ability-enhancing drinks with a duration of twelve hours, 3000Points a bottle, which can be significantly improved in a certain aspect such as flexibility, strength, reaction, speed, etc., which is an important prop to save the life of a single person like me and the captain, but this place can only be opened within half an hour from 10:00 to 10:30 in the morning every day, and there is only one bottle per person, so you have to hurry!"

With that, the doctor had already bought a bottle of drink that would improve his body's flexibility and drank it in large gulps.

So in this peculiar atmosphere, I also went to the food counter and bought some small but convenient solid food with high nutritional content, as well as some clean drinking water with a restorative effect - which cost me close to 1000 points.

I had killed nearly sixty zombies in the previous hour, earning around 5,300 points, which had consumed a quarter of my score in one fell swoop.

Then I saw the priest constantly making crosses on his body, chanting God's name, and pressing a button in front of a large container-like instrument with his eyes closed.

As the priest's score was deducted by 1000 points, a strange metal ball appeared in the long strip of the large machine's shipping window.

“…… It's an induced bomb, and your kid's luck is really good

The vulture, who was watching from the sidelines, knocked the priest on the shoulder, and this time the doctor came to me and explained.

"That's the most famous lottery machine here, you can get a random piece of equipment or a strange performance item for 1000 points, such as the temptation bomb is one of the powerful auxiliary items, the bomb that I mentioned to you before that can attract zombies refers to this, and there are always two or three spare ones in the squad to ensure that you can escape when surrounded by zombies...... By the way, everyone can draw three times a day, but what they can draw is a matter of luck

With that, the doctor immediately squeezed in and hit the red button before the monkey - the effect of the bottle seemed to be really obvious, and now the doctor's movements were quite flexible.

Just after everyone had drawn, it was my turn as the new joiner.

There are still ten minutes left, so it's still too late.

As for the previous ones, in addition to drawing special effect bombs and replacing a few M1 and Mauser submachine guns that were somewhat inaccurate, only Monkey drew a new weapon - the M1987 American melee shotgun.

It's just confiscated by the vultures on the grounds of "division of labor".

With trepidation, I pressed my hand to the button.

For a short time, the front screen continued to scroll rapidly through the sample drawings of the equipment specimen, and finally slowly scrolled to a famous weapon known all over the world - MP44.

For so long, the team had not drawn this gun, the king of World War II weapons known as a high-performance assault rifle, with the power and range of a rifle, the rate of fire and the ammunition capacity of a submachine gun.

And this is also my favorite weapon, this gun retains the excellent performance of German weapons and the sustainable combat performance that has been trained on the battlefield, which can be said to be the most trustworthy comrade-in-arms.

And the second time I extracted, I also got a deduction bomb, but this is all distributed as a team asset, and I don't like to use grenades and bombs very much myself - this has something to do with being disgusted by domestic grenades back then.

The result of the third draw was inexplicable, and something we had never seen before fell into that shipping window.

"Do any of you know what this is?"

I picked it up, and it was something like a ring, a thin iron ring that fit over my index finger, but I couldn't imagine its use.

"Take it first, and you'll probably find out later

After looking at the thing and thinking for a moment, the vulture commanded, and then shouted loudly.

"Let's see if there's anything we need to add to first, and then we won't have time to rest......"

So we replenished the ammunition again, and after I returned the M1 semi-automatic rifle to the Vulture, the whole body was full of MP44 magazines.

We swept away the six or seven zombies that swarmed around us after opening the door, and rushed out with all our might.

A dozen or so targets in the far side of the unguarded hole were still getting closer.