Qi Lin held two guns in his arms, two more on his back, and two clubs under his arms, and quickly climbed up to the third floor, just when Qi Lin just put down the two clubs, two more windows on the second floor were broken by mutants, although the two mutants were also pierced by the clubs behind the windows when they crashed in, but Qi Lin couldn't pick up these two people's guns now.

Because the mutants on the first floor had already rushed up the stairs, the room was filled with gunshots, especially at the staircase around the corner, where bullets kept hitting the walls and bursting sparks.

"Damn, aren't these crazy people afraid of ricochet?"

Qi Lin put down a few guns in his hand, and then picked up the Remington M870 shotgun that he had picked up from the mutant.

Qi Lin tried to pull the bolt of the gun, and found that there were no preloaded bullets in the chamber, and there was no magazine under the bolt of this Remington M870 that could store 7 rounds of 12-gauge shots.

The lack of a magazine meant that the shotgun could only be loaded with two rounds at a time, but for Qi Lin, it wasn't much of a problem.

The self-made steel tube gun Qi Lin can achieve a near-semi-automatic rate of fire, not to mention this classic Remington M870.

Biting the bullet belt in his mouth, Qi Lin quickly pushed a 12-gauge 00 deer bullet off it with his left thumb, stuffed it into the chamber, and then held the butt under his armpit, leaned forward with his right hand and pulled the handguard bolt under the barrel hard, and then quickly retracted it and held the grip.

It took less than half a second for the entire reload to be loaded, and as soon as Qi Lin put his right index finger on the trigger, a mutant rushed to the bottom of the stairs.

Even if Qi Lin pulled the trigger, the steel ball sprayed out from the barrel of the gun and directly hit the mutant's chest to pieces, and the leg he lifted out fell backwards before it reached the stairs.

"Click", just after shooting, Qi Lin loaded another No. 12 00 deer bullet, and there were a total of sixteen deer bullets on the bullet belt, which was enough to kill sixteen mutants.

The other party was obviously not afraid of the consequences of death at all, and as soon as the last mutant fell, the second one rushed over in a hurry, and while rushing, he also held an AK and swept Qi Lin at the top of the stairs.

The way he shot like this naturally hit the bullet into the sky, and Qi Lin pulled the trigger again, resulting in the life of this second mutant.

Even among the fighting nations, the gap between ordinary people and soldiers is very huge, and these mutants don't know how to use guns at all, and the bullets they shoot are not accurate at all.

Two more shots, after killing two mutants, the fifth mutant who appeared at the top of the stairs made Qi Lin stunned-

This is an extremely fat mutant, the body shape is a bit like the "gluttony" encountered in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang aircraft carriers, the whole person is almost a meat ball of equal length in height and width, but unlike gluttony, this mutant fat man does not seem to have fat - his skin is dark green, with a layer of oily lipids oozing on the surface, and on the skin, it is covered with dense varicose and deformed blood vessels.

The fat man must not have been able to get in through the window, and it seems that the mutants on the first floor have completely opened the roller shutter.

Although Qi Lin was stunned for a moment, the shooting action did not stop, mechanically pulled the trigger, and with a "bang", several steel balls hit the fat man's stomach directly.

The steel ball pierced through the other man's skin, but the fat man did not fall, but his footsteps paused slightly, and he continued to stagger towards the stairs.

"Tank-type mutants?"

For mutants, there is very little player intelligence in Huaxia District, and as for the meatball-like mutant fat man in front of him, he has never heard of it.

However, according to the battle process recorded by Zhi Brain, Qi Lin's shot just now knocked out more than 500 points of health of the opponent, and the other party is still like a nobody, it seems that this guy's total blood volume is likely to be more than Qi Lin.

Qi Lin took a step back, loaded a deer bullet again, and fired it, and the fat man took another solid shot in the front, but the opponent's stubby and powerful arm grabbed the handrail of the stairs and was not pushed down the stairs by the impact of the shotgun.

Qi Lin wanted to shoot the other party in the head with one shot, but the other party seemed to know where his weakness was, this mutant fat man had a sturdy metal barrel upside down on his head, and on the outside of the metal barrel, several layers of shredded tire skin were wrapped to reinforce.

The penetrating power of the deer bullet couldn't penetrate this metal barrel, so Qi Lin immediately changed to an AK74, aimed the crosshair at the head of the mutant fat man, and pulled the trigger again and again!

The first two bullets slid out on the curved surface of the metal barrel, while the third shot hit the front of the metal barrel and made a small hole directly in the metal barrel -

"Hit the nail on the head! Deal 2956 HP of damage! ”

Qi Lin quickly glanced at the Zhi Brain on his wrist, and his pupils shrank slightly in an instant—2956 damage? No spillage?

In other words, this fat man is not dead?

"How much blood does this guy have?"

Qi Lin simply turned the AK to the fully automatic shooting mode, and pressed the trigger to the bottom of the mutant fat man's head!

"Dada!"

The few bullets in the magazine were emptied in an instant, Qi Lin threw away the AK74, picked up another AKM, and continued to shoot!

Although the recoil of AK was terrifying, under the control of Qi Lin's arm strength, the muzzle jump was extremely small, and all the bullets poured on the opponent's head, instantly turning the opponent's "helmet" into a leaky barrel.

Finally, a kill prompt popped up on the screen of Zhi Brain, and the mutant fat man who had climbed to the middle of the stairs rumbled down, and by the way, several mutants who followed him were crushed to half death.

As soon as Qi Lin breathed a sigh of relief, he caught a glimpse of a mutant wrapped in bandages suddenly jumping out of a corner, and on the shoulder of this mutant, he was carrying a cylindrical thing.

Of course Qi Lin knew what it was, and this moment reminded him of the last word he wanted to hear on the battlefield in the Middle East-

“R！ P！ G！ ”

The mutant carrying the bazooka had pulled the trigger, and a ball of flame had been ejected from behind the bazooka - launching an RPG rocket indoors, the tail flame and air pressure would cause extremely serious damage to the shooter and those around the shooter, and the opponent was obviously using a lose-lose attack!

No, it's not! It's not a lose-lose situation! The high temperature and high pressure generated during the launch will definitely not be able to kill these mutants, but if Qi Lin is hit head-on by a rocket, he will definitely not die or be seriously injured!