Li Yan licked his chapped lips, and was in a dilemma for a while.

He had only touched it step by step when he heard the sound of the gun being released and the roar, and when he arrived here, he happened to see a roaring shot from under the wind and sand, knocking off a small part of the head of this terrible monster.

At first, Li Yan thought that this was a living corpse with a sniper rifle, combined with what he saw along the way, it was not impossible, but the second violent gunshot that followed made Li Yan know that he was wrong.

The second roar, in the midst of the crowd of living corpses, cleanly shot the head of the leader of the living corpses, sending all the remaining corpses into a brief frenzy.

Whether it is a biochemical monster with a collapsed gene, or an ugly living corpse with a grenade tied to his waist and a submachine gun in his hand, he obviously doesn't understand the truth of "the praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind", but all the casualties are counted on the other party's head.

Only then did Li Yan remember that this sniper should be the old man wrapped in bandages, who walked through the underground cave by himself and strayed into his clearance range.

Li Yan was embarrassed and said that if he had strayed into the hunter's hunting ground, it would be difficult for him to ensure that the other party would not regard him as a prey. I don't even dare to guarantee that the other party has found out.

In front of the "new king of wild yaks", the abandoned bus that Li Yan dodged was no different from the papier-mâché, and the gang bucket and the ice had no defensive effect.

Even if it was just a shot in the arm and thigh, it was an almost mortal injury, Li Yan could only save his life with the "Shun Refining Pill" he got last time, if he hit the critical point, then he might not even have time to take medicine, and he would die on the spot immediately.

Three shots before and after, Li Yan had already aimed at the position of the old man, he was on the roof of a three-story building, lying under the satellite pot that was more than one person high, like an inconspicuous black spot in the concrete jungle.

Go, may not be able to leave safely, touch? It is even a stupid act that may cause a violent reaction, Li Yan just watched quietly, if the gloomy and terrifying big gun was really aimed at him, then Li Yan could only try to use "hidden flying" to dodge, and if things really developed to this point, Li Yan would have the heart to kill his mouth.

In the end, most of the team of living corpses were wiped out by the genetically collapsed biochemical trolls, and it was at this time that the rough and long gunfire suddenly increased the pace.

Bang!

A living corpse falls limply to the ground.

When Chang~

The bullet casings hit the ground, and the old man pursed his lips, and peanut shells and needles were scattered around him, piled up in a small pile.

There were yellow, red, and white magazines in the bullet pack in his hand, and at this moment, the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the zombie, and he replaced it with a yellow magazine.

Bang!

The bullets ruthlessly tore through the iron sheet and cement, and no matter where the remaining living corpses hid, blood was inevitably spattered on the spot.

In a short time, in front of the charred shelf, only a dying monster remained.

The old man lying on the roof of the building exhaled slowly, crushed the peanut in his mouth with a click, picked up a red bullet from his bag, stuffed it into the gun and pulled the trigger without any delay.

An explosion sounded in Li Yan's ears, and a red fire light reflected in his pupils, and the monster's head was wrapped in thick flames and black smoke, and finally collapsed to the ground, twitching from time to time, and he couldn't see that he was alive.

Li Yan stayed where he was and didn't move, only relying on the reflection of a broken lens he picked up to observe the roof of the building where the old man was.

Something interesting happened, this fierce old man with a big sniper in his hand did not make any movement, he lay on the cement meticulously, motionless like a clay sculpture and wood carving.

One minute, five minutes, ten minutes.

The flames on the monster's corpse were still dancing wantonly, and the two people who were more than a thousand meters apart, one staring at the lens in a daze, and the other pressing his eye socket close to the aiming lens, did not leave or take the lead in expressing hostility.

Li Yan exhaled helplessly, he didn't want to compete with this old man for patience, not to mention, his position was too close to the battlefield just now, except for the smell of gunpowder and the smell of the blood of the living corpse covering the heavenly spirit, Li Yan really couldn't stand it.

With his back to the abandoned bus, he pulled his modified radio out of his clothes. He forcibly broke the shell open, revealing the dense circuit board inside.

Immediately after connecting the plug core to the jack, the other end to the capacitor, cutting off the copper wire of the potentiometer, connecting the capacitor and the potentiometer, cutting off the audio signal, connecting the shield to the negative pole of the battery, and finally buttoning the switch, Li Yan coughed at the radio.

The voice floated far away, and even the old man lying on the roof of the building could hear it clearly.

"Ahem~ Song Zuo, right."

"Your Special Specialty: Magic Tech (50%) is active!"

"With enough parts, you can modify any electronics, guns, and even large industrial machinery, but the effect is unknown, and it may be scrapped."

[Simple Megaphone]: A clumsy megaphone using magic technology,

Notes: What? High school students will get it? Don't be funny, 80% of the students in China have never entered the physics laboratory in high school, this is called Modong Technology, well, Modong Technology.

Li Yan's voice spread.

"My name is Li Yan, and like you, I am employed by Crazy Zhuoma."

"I have no ill intentions, it was a pure accident to break into your clearance area, and I want to interfere with your entrusted mission, and promise to leave immediately, provided that you have to come down from the roof of that building first, I can't expose myself to your gun, as long as you go downstairs, I promise to disappear."

Li Yan felt that his attitude was not bad, and his expression was very clear, but he didn't expect that Li Yan was greeted by a violent gunshot!

Li Yan's face immediately turned ugly.

Is this a blatant slap in the face?

Before he could become angry, a series of chaotic pistol sounds came, and then in the lens, there was no longer Song Zuo's shadow, only peanut shells and needles all over the ground.

"Is there a situation?"

Li Yan turned over and rushed out of the bunker, there was no one on the roof of the building, and there was a chaotic sound of gunfire coming from that direction.

Li Yan didn't hesitate too much, leaning close to the barren building, and rushed to the small building in a few leaps.

……

Even if Li Yan was shuttling between the shadows of the deserted buildings, he left a little bit of Song Zuoyin's hand in his heart, and did not go to the top of the building in a daze, but in less than half a minute, Li Yan came to the front of this building.

Coincidentally, as soon as Li Yan's footsteps stopped, the glass on the second floor shattered, and the old man Song Zuo, who was wrapped in a bloody bandage, slammed out of the glass window with his back, shot wildly at the inside of the building, and rolled up after falling to the ground, and was fighting Li Yan in the face.

The two looked at each other, and Song Zuo, who was full of embarrassment, was so shocked that he stood upside down, pulled the vines that grew savagely on the barbed wire next to him, and brought up the soil that was more than half a person high, and jumped back, his shoulders rubbed the soil and slid into the alley, his arms were raised, and he did not hesitate to pull the trigger on Li Yan in the dust.

Bang~Bang~

The old man reacted very quickly, and he jumped back and pulled out his gun to shoot even faster, but unfortunately Li Yan was standing a few meters in front of him, this distance, even a few more Song Zuo, when he ran into Li Yan, he was afraid that it would be impossible to escape.

Li Yan didn't blink his eyelids, his body shook straight, and in the blink of an eye, he hit Song Zuo's eyes and kicked Song Zuo's soft belly.

Song Zuo's face bloomed with green tendons, and he didn't hold back a mouthful, and the bitter water spit out.

Li Yan didn't have the heart to respect the elderly at this time, so he raised his toes and kicked the pistol with green smoke in Song's left hand, grabbed the old man's neck and threw it against the wall, causing Song Zuo's eyes to turn black.

Song Zuo grabbed the window edge next to him, and it took a long time to catch his breath.

Li Yan blocked Song Zuo near a dead end, and said viciously: "Why did you shoot?" ”

In fact, Li Yan knew in his heart that this old man should have been plotted, and it was a misunderstanding to shoot at himself. But in this case, whatever you say is not as good as this sentence of "why shoot" to make a stand.

At this point, a Chashik saber protruded from the window edge of the building, and the figure with the knife grabbed the wire that had long been exposed copper wire with one hand, and jumped down from the window. His body swayed, and the blade in his hand slashed at the back of Li Yan's neck, and his pale face, which was half rotten, revealed slaughter and cruelty.

The whole process is silent, but swift as electricity.

Song's left pupils shrank: "Behind you!" ”

Li Yan heard the wind, but he didn't even have the desire to turn back, and with a move back of his wrist, the tiger's head spear shook out of thin air, the tiger's head swallowed the blade high, and the platinum spear of more than three meters was full of visual oppression.

The knife in the hand of the living corpse that flew down with the wire was far away from Li Yan, but the tip of the spear had already pierced the chest, and only to hear a snort, the saber living corpse that appeared like Tarzan of the apes was pierced in half.

"Teleconverter?"

Song Zuo was shocked.

Li Yan shook the body of the gun with his backhand, his eyes were still staring at Song Zuo, and his tone was not good: "What about you, why did you shoot?" ”

Unexpectedly, Song Zuo relaxed instead, he grabbed a peanut from his pocket, and the blood on his broken forehead flowed: "Friend, you can look back first." ”

Li Yan's eyes glanced back, at least dozens of sabers were shiny, all of them were wearing solemn khaki military uniforms, their skin was snow-white, their eye sockets were black, and there were sporadic ulcers on their faces. was looking at himself and Song Zuo from the broken window upstairs.