"Huh~" "Huh~"

Song Zuo's left hand was holding his neck tightly, his hands were covered with blood, and an ugly smile appeared on his old face like goosebumps.

"I thought I was dead this time......

The bullet pierced his major artery and leaked through the flesh, not hurting the bones or nerves, but heavy bleeding was still fatal enough for ordinary people.

But Song Zuo is an outlier.

Sticky blood dripped down the bark and after a while it was stuck on the tree, not like blood, but with a sticky texture like asphalt.

……

"Skin ulceration caused by blood toxin precipitation is actually not fatal, but your current plasma protein content is more than 160 times that of general hyperviscosity patients, arteriosclerosis, thrombosis, cerebral infarction, myocardial infarction...... Wow! Old man, how did you get to where you are now? ”

Song Zuo couldn't remember the doctor's face clearly, but he remembered that every time he saw him, a cold bright light hit his face.

The scalpel slashed his arm, and it took a long time for a little trembling blood to flow out from the red scar.

"Tut-tut, like jelly, a miracle of life."

He wore a mask and smeared blood on his fingertips.

"Can it be saved?"

Song Zuo's bulging eyeballs on the operating table are like frogs waiting to be dissected.

"Terminal disease, these days, there are more types of strange diseases than plague rats in the wild, and large companies with sufficient funds are making efforts to develop the military industry, who has the heart to engage in this research? Oh, and there is a medicine at Big Ben called ES hematopoietic cell enhancer, which can suppress your condition if taken in large amounts. ”

"But I have to remind you, your heart load is already very large, not the foundation of the third-order class, you will definitely not live today, but a large amount of this drug will cause irreversible damage to your heart, at that time, your heart rate will be slower and slower, until you can't hold it, and then hang up. Isn't your son just overdosed...... Oh, sorry. ”

“……”

After being silent for a while, Song Zuo, who was lying on the cold operating table, spoke: "The winter of the dog's day." ”

The doctor pushed his glasses: "It's about the winter of dog days." ”

Bang!!!!!

A large mass of flames exploded between the scattered ruins, and Song Zuo picked up a tube of blood clotting spray, sprayed it roughly on his neck, and pulled the trigger with his rock-steady right hand.

The flames on the balcony in the distance were blazing, and a skeleton loomed, burned to the point of not being human.

"It's not him, it's more!"

There is no reason for this. Song concluded that the living corpse sniper, who was so skilled that he almost killed himself with a scoped Mosin-Nagant rifle, was still active on the battlefield......

The scorched black towers were filled with smoke and dust, and sometimes the wails of vicious dogs and gunshots rang out, but the barren buildings surrounded by vines and poplars were silent, and the unique rough gunfire of wild yak guns could no longer be heard, nor could a living corpse sniper hidden in the darkness be seen.

Song Zuo's field of vision was empty, there were various self-made special bullets in his ammunition bag, but he picked the most ordinary 7.62mm rifle bullet to go up, no matter how the winter firearms developed, the basis was the war that lasted for nearly thirty years and made the world bury it, and the firing time of this mass-produced bullet was the shortest among all Song Zuo's bullets. It's only about 0.02 seconds.

Although I don't want to admit it, in terms of sniper skills, I am indeed covered by others, but there is still a chance to win, depending on whose luck is better.

Since childhood, guns are Song Zuo's best partners, the first sniper rifle he bought at the age of twelve was the German G43, the same as a small radish head, with a rifle, festering skin shuttling through various battlefields, if he wants to live, he needs a lot of money to buy potions produced by Pompeii, and if he wants to get money, he has to take his life to face the current situation, the paradox of all evils.

Suddenly, a figure wearing a beret appeared in Song Zuo's eyes, holding a jujube red gun in his hand, and his right eye was against the crosshairs.

As if the communication was good, at the same time that the beret appeared, at least three sniper muzzles were pierced out of Song Zuo's scope at the same time, and the muzzles of the guns fell on the poplar tree where he was.

There was no room for thinking, Song Zuo twisted his waist and turned the muzzle, and his index finger pulled the trigger of the RS107, and the bullet was discharged.

……

A scarlet two-headed living corpse dog collapsed limply, bleeding from its mouth and nose, but there were no wounds on its body.

Blood dip!

The tiger-headed spear in Li Yan's hand was stained with foul-smelling blood, and his feet were crooked, all of them were the corpses of Vladimir dogs, about half of which died under Li Yan's blood, these vicious beasts were dexterous and fierce, Li Yan was not afraid of their teeth and claws, but he was unwilling to be stained with poisonous blood with strong radiation, so he tried to kill these Vladimir dogs with blood dipping. Although it was literally not consumed, Li Yan, who had killed fifteen living corpse dogs with five blood dips in a row, still felt pain in his eyes and tightness in his chest.

One Vladimir dog after another gave Li Yan a glance, and he fell to the ground strangely, his limbs twitching.

The moon could be seen in the empty room with the ceiling broken, Li Yan walked out of the blood stains and mud slag all over the ground, and walked down the corridor, and the doors on the left and right opened one after another! A large number of gun-wielding living corpses leaped out. The muzzle of the black hole protruded like an iron forest, the tongue of fire exploded like a heavy rain, and the bullet casings happily smashed to the ground. Cement blocks and thin iron plates were pierced in front and back.

Li Yan and his people rolled over one cover after another with a gun, and the ice wall in front of him quickly condensed and was immediately shattered, and he sprinted firmly in the twists and turns, moving forward. The muzzle of the gun was in front of the three living corpses holding rifles in an instant, and the two hands with white joints grasped the barrel of the gun horizontally, and the swallowing blade fluttered like a dragon, bursting out three red and white snowflakes.

Dada......

Li Yan picked up the headless corpse of a living corpse and covered it in front of him, striding forward.

Roar~

The scarlet multi-headed dogs came one after another, and most of them were killed by Li Yan's blood dipping and swallowing blades, but in the end, one of them bit Li Yan's wrist.

It was a Vladimir dog with two heads, the head on its left bit on Li Yan's wrist, and the head on the right was unforgiving, holding its neck to bite Li Yan's throat, but before it could bite, it fell to the ground with a wail and was kicked off the building by Li Yan.

Li Yan had a two-inch layer of ice on his wrist, and the tooth marks were clearly visible. He shook off the ice and looked around again, and the gunfire of resistance had already thinned out a lot.

The gunmen blocking the door couldn't resist it, and retreated from the staircase in batches, about half of the living corpse gunmen successfully retreated, and the rest were killed by Li Yan.

Li Yan walked to the staircase, and the deserted building was leaking everywhere. He took out the little green date he had left, and just ate it in his mouth. I caught a glimpse of a motorcycle rushing out of the building through the hole.

In the arms of the motorcyclist was a black leather suitcase.

Li Yan, who had experienced such a time, was about to chase after him, but he hesitated, he now has no doubt about the wisdom of the living corpse, is it possible, this is to divert the tiger from the mountain.

There were gunshots between the lonely deserted buildings, and it was obvious that Song Zuo was also in a bitter battle and had no time to take care of the motorcycle.

"Forget it, it's more dangerous, it's more dangerous."

Without much hesitation, Li Yan gathered his thoughts: "Don't stare at Song Zuo, go chase the things on that motorcycle." ”

……

Song Zuo gritted his teeth, there were two bleeding bullet holes in his legs, and in the shadows not far from him, a man shrouded in black armor moved his scarlet eyes and looked fixedly at the motorcycle in the distance.

The black rider ghost was originally kept by Li Yan to beware of Song Zuo's rebellion, after all, this old man is in the rear battlefield, and it is far easier than himself to put a cold gun, but at the moment, there are not enough people, so he can't divide the black rider into two halves to use, and he really has the genetic sample he wants in the leather box, and he saves himself the trouble of prevarication, so he swallows it directly.

After arranging these, Li Yan followed the contents of the log and walked to the lower level where the samples were stored.

The lower part of the building, including the basement floor where Li Yan is now located, is relatively intact, and even some of the power equipment can still be used, and it is also a confined space, Li Yan is sure that Song Zuo, who is outside the building, cannot see himself at this time.

In the open space, Li Yan was facing a gear-shaped cyan gate, and countless black muzzles were pointed at Li Yan from all corners, surrounded by smooth iron passages. These weapon terminals, which have not been updated and maintained for decades, still maintain their original functions.

Gangdou and the ice wall could not resist such a dense bombardment. The dark and gloomy gate in front of you is even more prohibitive.

Li Yan took a deep breath, and a white figure rose from behind him.

The eyebrows are red, the feathers are white, and the purple lotus platform surrounds.

Suddenly, the projection of the emperor's aunt came out from behind Li Yan and rushed towards the cyan gate.

Hundreds of metal shrapnel converged into a storm that swept everything, filling the entire passage so tightly that any entity would be torn to pieces if it came straight to it.

But the projection of the bird did not pass through this metal storm without the slightest condensation!

Five

Six

Seven.

Li Yan counted silently while reloading his shotgun.

Suddenly, the emperor's aunt, who had crossed the rain of bullets, suddenly became Li Yan, who was holding a spear.

Fengze!

Li Yan ate a few bullets, and after the gang bucket was broken, the flesh and blood on his back were blurred, and he rushed to the front of the gate one by one, and the [Angry Shock] in his hand was pressed against the door.

Rumble!

Large and small holes burst out of the blue gate, the small one was like a ping-pong ball, and the large one was the size of an apple.

The tiger's head spear slashed down, and the hole opened a half-meter-thick cyan gate.

Li Yan walked in from outside the door, and there were only a dozen or so living corpses in khaki uniforms with calm expressions in the room, and the living corpse troops that had been defeated along the way were basically here.

"Looks like you're out of options."

Li Yan's eyes looked around: "I'll take something, ask you a few more questions, and leave directly, you can also save your lives, think about it." ”

Among these living corpses, a living corpse holding a Chasik saber suddenly spoke: "Before the winter, there was a Germanic who wanted us to bow our heads, we said no, after the winter, a Ukrainian boy also wanted us to bow our heads, we still said no, today, our answer is the same." ”

Li Yan nodded and raised the tip of the gun: "That's not negotiable?" ”

The gunfire rang out again.

……

Blood stains and bullet casings on the ground, Li Yan had two shallow knife wounds on his chest, his eyes were black, and except for him, there was no one in the entire underground floor who could stand.

What made Li Yan feel gloomy was that excessive contact with the blood of living deepened the level of radiation infection in his state bar again, and the resistance of the Quanlang Sea Ghost could no longer support it, and in addition to the red spots on his body, special recovery items such as [Yuanmou Jujube] were greatly reduced.

Li Yan had to take out the Yunnan Baiyao and bandages he had prepared before to deal with the wounds, and the tiger-headed spear under his feet nailed the living corpse of the open saber, it was not completely dead, but it was staring at Li Yan with its eyes, and the intensity of the emotion was really no different from that of a living person.

Li Yan suddenly thought of something, bowed his head and asked him: I won't ask the Germans, you tell me the name of the Ukrainian boy, I will let you die happily. ”

The living corpse turned his head away and ignored Li Yan.

"Guess what?" Li Yan's face approached him: "His name is Hilgai, am I right?" ”

The living corpse looked back in amazement.

"Thanks, I see."

Li Yan picked up a pistol and fired two shots into the eye sockets of the living corpse, and the gunfire lasted for a long time.

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