From the moment Zheng Fatzi was dragged down, Shen Luo knew that he could only rely on himself now!

To defend against a large group of zombies within a range of 360 degrees, it is completely impossible for one person and a Gatling on-board machine gun to do it! So, what if it's two.

One person can control two Gatling 360 degrees to fire, can you do it!

Shen Luo's heart suddenly warmed up, and the instant decision made his blood boil. At that moment, Shen Luo's heartbeat accelerated, and the sound of his heartbeat was like a drum.

Danger, approaching danger, danger of death.

Shen Luo's eyes suddenly appeared a brief pause, his mind was clear, and a strange voice appeared in his mind.

The sound, likely—footsteps?

One, two...... Ten, twenty...... One hundred, two hundred...... A thousand, two thousand......

Shen Luo didn't know how he did it, but he relied on his "sense of hearing" and could clearly judge the sound of approaching footsteps - two thousand two hundred and thirty-one.

That's the number of zombies!

In the depths of Shen Luo's eyes, silver filaments appeared, and a light-colored magic circle was being constructed.

His [Listening] Detection Technique exploded at this moment, becoming the ultimate he could currently use!

"Light perception is not enough, it must be locked on every zombie, their speed, direction, and their subtlety." Shen Luo said silently in his heart.

Suddenly, Shen Luo remembered what Fu Seal Master Zhang Xiao had said to him.

Spiritual power is a very magical ability, it acts on the enemy is a weapon, and when it acts on itself, it is a weapon, and if it is spread out, it is an incomparably powerful monitoring and even control force.

Use mental power to monitor and control?

A light appeared in Shen Luo's mind, he was tempted by that thought, and he couldn't wait to try.

Mental control is a very high-level application, in the face of more than 2,000 zombies, the success rate is almost zero, but it is not impossible to use mental power monitoring to lock!

When Shen Luo closed his eyes, his spiritual power instantly opened, and the reality of "solidification" also returned to normal.

In fact, from the moment Shen Luo entered meditation, less than two seconds have passed now.

Two seconds later, Shen Luo pressed his hands on the two Gatlings and pressed the telex at the same time!

"Tom ......"

"Tom ......"

Two guns for one person, three hundred and sixty degrees!

Two tongues of fire gush out, sweeping zombies in all directions!

Li Weier, who was standing outside the Humvee, looked stupid, what did she see? A man with his eyes closed, two Gatlings in the cao!

Just kidding, is it a random vent before despair?

No, by no means!

The man's face was calm, and there was not even a trace of panic on his face! Moreover, the gunshots were dense but orderly, not at all like a crazy person controlling him.

Li Weier turned around, her eyes widening.

In four strokes, a large number of zombies were knocked down by heavy bullets, and the edges of the cleared range showed a perfect arc "spreading" outward, and there were no zombies within fifty meters at this time!

How is this possible, human beings, to do such a thing!

When she looked at Shen Luo again, Li Wei'er's eyes showed a look of horror and awe.

Not only her, Cheng Lingling's eyes were straight in the car, the scene in front of her was too shocking, is this really a person who came to mix, is he sure he is not pretending to be a trumpet.

How can this kind of thing be done!

Cheng Lingling was stupid.

Near the front of the Humvee, Zheng Fatzi turned over and rode on the man, and greeted the other party in the face with a fist and a punch. When the brute shot him in the shoulder and broke their Humvee, the fat man didn't vent his anger at that time. Now, let's pour it out.

Anyway, under the destruction of this beast, they have no way out.

Zheng Fatzi once commanded, faced dangerous situations for a long time, and almost reached an eighty percent accuracy rate in predicting the battle situation, and the moment he was pulled off the hood of the Humvee, his heart was cold.

They don't stand a chance!

But you can't be cheap before you die, this bastard, let's beat it up first! Zheng Fatzi gritted his teeth and said in his heart.

As a result, the imaginary situation of being bitten by zombies did not happen, but the gunfire became extremely dense. Could it be that Li Weier went to help?

Zheng Fatzi's first thought was that Li Weier boarded the car to cooperate with Shen Luo. Only in this way can the two Gatlings play to this extreme.

Li Weier, is it so strong?!

Zheng Fatzi turned his face to the side, and he was stunned.

Li Weier was still standing at the back door of the Humvee, staring at this side in a daze.

Not her?

Who is that, who is cooperating with Shen Luo to fire?!

Zheng Fatzi turned his gaze, he was also stupid. It was Shen Luo, Shen Luo himself was firing, one person, two heavy machine guns.

That Gatlin can actually play this kind of firepower line under one-handed CAO control, it's impossible, it's incredible!

What about the hit rate?

Zheng Fatzi turned around, his eyes suddenly widened. The zombies in all directions were firmly suppressed at a distance of fifty meters, where the barrage became a death dividing line. Under the intensive firepower, each zombie was actually suppressed and crushed to death by the smallest amount of ammunition! Two rounds, on average, the number of attacks suffered by each zombie is only two, and the headshot rate has reached more than 80%! Is this still the result of a heavy machine gun, and the rifle's accurate point fire is nothing more than that!

Zheng Fatzi was in disbelief and turned to Shen Luo.

The latter bowed his head slightly, except for his hands that kept moving, the whole person was stationary.

This guy, what a means is this!

Zheng Fatzi looked at Shen Luo's figure and was stunned.

At this time, Shen Luo's eyes were closed, but his mouth was moving, he was muttering something softly, but under the sound of the heavy machine gun, the small voice was completely muffled.

"Eight hundred and seventy-five, one hundred and eighty-seventy-four, eight hundred and seventy-three......" Shen Luo whispered quickly.

He was counting how many zombies there were.

Suddenly, Shen Luo stopped, not only the sound of chanting, but also the hands that controlled Gatling.

"Hiss-"

The two Gatlings emit a white mist at the same time.

The visual effect of this cooldown is so obvious that it is a hint of the five-second cooldown in the limit description. Wait for the white mist to completely dissipate, then the cooldown is over.

The first co-cooling-off period is coming.

All around, the zombies who were suppressed fifty meters away charged frantically, and in five seconds, it was enough for them to rush a few meters away from the car, enough for them to threaten Zheng Fatzi, Li Wei'er and Shen Luo.

When the surrounding zombie tide let out a chilling roar and rushed madly, even Zheng Fatzi's face turned pale.

And the man who was pressed and beaten by Zheng Fatzi laughed eating, he laughed so ugly, his face was shrouded in a dead gray.

It's over, it's really over.

No one will survive, no one!

"Come on, puppies, if you want to eat the fat man, you don't have such good teeth!"

Fat Zheng jumped up from the ground, took out his huge cross from the package, and shouted at the zombie who had reached ten meters away.

The few seconds that Gatling cooled down actually felt so long. Zheng Fatzi is already ready to attack, so the consequence of doing so is likely to be that he is pounced on by the zombies, and Shen Luo can't save him with a machine gun, and his fate may be miserable.

Forget it, though. Lao Tzu is the golden first invincible god priest, with me, no teammate can fall before Lao Tzu!

Zheng Fatzi is ready to die.

"Let me come!"

In the next second, there was a cold drink behind the fat man, and then Li Weier blocked in front of the fat man by mistake, and she actually held a shield in her hand.

What's the matter, female MT (Maintank)!

Zheng Fatzi was stunned.

As newcomers, almost no one chooses professional equipment, such as the priest's cross and MT's shield, and their first choice is offensive weapons knives and guns, and the world gives them the ability to protect themselves will also give preference to offensive weapons.

If a newcomer carries a shield, then she is more likely to be an old man!

Zheng Fatzi saw that the woman's expression was calm, and there was no cringe from the newcomer at all, and he was even more sure of his judgment.

Unexpectedly, this woman is also an "old man", or MT!

Zombies are approaching.

Li Weier held her shield and was already ready for a defensive posture.

"Tom ......"

At the worst moment, Gatling finally rang.

The bullet casings flew down and smashed into Zheng Fatzi's head, but the latter felt so happy.

The zombies will be harvested again, and this time, they will all be killed!

Now.

A kilometer away, at the entrance of the cathedral.

The four figures were looking in the direction where the gunshots were coming from, and around them, at least a dozen lickers were lying, as well as the corpse of a huge mutant boss with eyeballs on his shoulders.

"Hmph, I hope those newcomer scum can survive."

A man in a black robe with a hood covering his face played with the silver cross on his chest and sneered, "They, but our important 'income'!" ”