"Roar~"

These living corpses resemble dexterous wild apes, lifting their sabers and jumping down one after another, their boots stomping on the ground and sinking into cracked puddles.

The saber living corpses straightened up one by one, staring at each other.

The old man chewed the peanuts, but he pronounced clearly: "The combat style is similar to that of the Wandering God class, but it seems that only daggers and sabers are used." Like any other living corpse, the brain must be destroyed in order to be killed. In addition, this group of living corpses has a fairly high level of collective combat experience, which is almost indistinguishable from normal wilderness veterans. ”

He paused, then said, "These living corpses are not breathing or warm, lurking and invading a good hand, I have focused on you, and the boat capsized in the gutter. ”

Li Yan took a few steps to the side, stepped on the dusty pistol on the ground, and rubbed it at Song Zuo's feet: "Where is your sniper rifle?" ”

"If you lose it in the building, you will be shot in that situation." Song Zuo added: "Don't worry, my RS107 modification can't be used by idle third-order hunters, let alone these living corpses." ”

The saber living corpse at the front clenched the Russian Chashik in his hand, and almost between lightning and flint, he shortened the distance between him and Li Yan by more than half.

The tip of Li Yan's spear shook, and the swallowing blade was like a living thing, poking it between the eyes of the living corpse, but unexpectedly, the saber living corpse was knocked back in embarrassment by Li Yan, but he was not injured.

"Yoh?"

Li Yan couldn't help but be surprised, although ordinary living corpses held hot weapons, they were still closer to primitive animals because of their habits, and they had almost no sense of detection. The residences are all closed buildings, so Li Yan, a killer star, will naturally not be able to please him if he touches the door with a hammer. Even if there is that kind of melee type with sharp claws, in front of the tiger head chisel golden gun with "gun teeth", he will only die more tragically, rushing up with a saber, and he can walk a round of living corpses under Li Yan, and it is the first time that Li Yan has seen it since entering the Great Devil Lake.

[Class β Radioactive Living Corpse]

Originally a survivor of a nuclear catastrophe, he was infected by intense radiation and turned into an elite living corpse with normal intelligence and combat experience before death, and was greatly enhanced, and the direction of enhancement was random, corresponding to the type of genetic modification agent.

Notes: According to the incomplete data records found by Crazy Dolma, this is a powerful living corpse monster close to the heart of the Great Devil Lake, which has been positioned as a "β" by the institutional authorities before and after the winter, and its activity strength is equivalent to that of ordinary first-order to second-order troops, and occasionally there will be outliers of third-order troops. However, due to the intense radiation in its blood and the ability of living corpses that must destroy the brain to kill, it is far more difficult to deal with than a genetic unit of the same size.

Occasional third-order? I don't think any of these dozen or so "Soviet Iron Fists" are worse than Abanima.

Li Yan thought.

The saber living corpses are approaching a dead end, and there is no expression on their faces, but it makes people shudder.

Suddenly, I don't know which living corpse roared angrily, like a trumpet, and the "Iron Fists" raised the Chashik saber and fearlessly charged.

Li Yan snorted lightly, and the big gun in his hand danced like a dragon. A shivering white-gold cold current filled almost the entire alley.

Song Zuo picked up the pistol, the bandage on his neck was torn off in the process of escaping, revealing his collarbone covered with red scars and scabies, but the shriveled and ugly body suddenly burst out with vigor, and several scorching bullets erupted from the muzzle of the gun in a few seconds, without exception, each of which shot into the eye socket of the living corpse of the saber.

The sound of bullets and the clashing of knives and guns resounded throughout the lonely ruins.

The blood-stained military boots trembled slightly, the saber of a living corpse broke from the middle, leaving a jagged section, and the Chashik knives in the hands of several living corpses were directly swept out by Li Yan with a few "dragon heads". There were several miserable wounds on his body.

However, none of the living corpses died under Li Yan's guns, but Song Zuo's bullets shot and killed two saber living corpses.

Li Yan didn't pay attention to it, if according to Yan Fu's strength division standard, the melee expertise of these saber living corpses is about 80%, plus except for the head, there are almost no flaws, and he can suppress others to fight, but he still has the advantage of geographical advantage and long weapons.

"Go out and fight, they have reinforcements."

Song Zuo said to Li Yan.

Li Yan glanced at him, stepped forward, and the big gun in his hand burst out with a more brilliant iron stream in an instant, forcing the group of saber living corpses that were not afraid of death out of a dead end. Song Zuo rolled up, exchanged ammunition and fired without delay, and behind Li Yan's gun, he fired almost unreservedly.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the group of living corpses didn't say a word, but ran away reflexively, Li Yan didn't have the heart to chase it, but thought again, if people came to a few stubbles with guns at this time, the result would be difficult to say......

Suddenly, Song Zuo's angry scolding in Tibetan reached Li Yan's ears, and he saw a living corpse covering his eye sockets take out a golden and round object from his waist bag, and Li Yan's scalp was numb immediately.

The throwing range is 30 to 40 meters, the effective killing radius is 35 meters, the detonation time is short, and the lethality is strong. It is known as the "glorious bomb", the Soviet F1 grenade.

"Grass!"

Li Yan also scolded angrily

Song's left eye was sharp, how could he take care of Li Yan at this time, he didn't say a word, the soles of his feet smeared oil and jumped into the door next to him, and he fell down. Behind his head was a terrifying wave of sound that tore through the air, and the ensuing storm of shrapnel.

In the muffled sound, through the terrifying sound of water, Li Yan broke out of the water waves in embarrassment, his hair and clothes were all soaked, and the clear water flow of the thickness of the water tank gathered into a river, surrounding Li Yan, dancing.

Li Yan looked around, the living corpses of the young man were scattered, hiding in the surrounding abandoned houses, just one meter where Li Yan was standing, in a cramped cubicle, several living corpses hid behind the white ash wall, one of the saber living corpses pulled out the shrapnel on his leg and almost pierced it, and just came up to let Li Yan take a look.

The living corpse was obviously stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Li Yan to be unharmed.

Li Yan's face was gloomy, he raised his right hand, and the dark golden hand cannon was aimed at the compartment and pulled the trigger.

Angry Shock!

Rumble!!

The white-gray wall was instantly full of holes, the blood plasma stained the entire compartment, and several living corpses seemed to be unfinished character puzzles, which were extremely tragic.

With this kung fu, the azure river on Li Yan's body has disappeared, and the remaining living corpses have escaped early, no longer entangled with Li Yan, a evil star.

Old man Song Zuo wiped his face and stood up. Li Yan seemed to smile: "You are a living corpse in the scope of purging, it seems that it is much more difficult to deal with than mine." ”

"That scorched building is their old nest."

Song was expressionless: "There, there are biological research samples left by the superpowers before the winter. ”

……

At the same time, the hinterland area of the Great Devil's Lake.

If a Class β radioactive living corpse has the same combat intelligence as ordinary people, then a Class α radioactive living corpse has the creative talent and independent thinking ability that human beings are proud of. In a sense, it should belong to a subspecies of humans.

Brown stockings, half-waisted black leather boots, silver-gray military uniform, gold epaulettes, gray cylinder fur hat.

Winter Jacques, the former Soviet female officer named Vera.

It's a black building that resembles a battlefield fortress, with black carpets on the floor, swan-shaped chandeliers, vintage records, and even black-and-white film rolls by Joan Crawford.

"No offense, venerable Iron Lady."

With the same black eye sockets and miserable white skin, the short-haired man spoke almost like a living person, and spoke more fluently in a Moscow accent than half of his shriveled face of Winter Jacques.

"I don't see the shadow of a fourth-order class."

The man shook his head slowly: "And my guards are still at their posts, as for the periphery, it doesn't matter." ”

Winter Jacques originally hung his head, not knowing what stimulation he was in, so he raised his head sharply and pulled the trigger sharply at the white-haired man!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The flames exploded in mid-air, the air suddenly distorted, and a figure with a hot body and wearing a black rubber tight-fitting leather coat rolled out, and the long rose-red hair with large waves poured out like a waterfall, and the woman covered her shoulders, with a bit of anger in pain.

"Shoot the old lady?"

Rumble!

The black rock fortress broke through a large hole more than three meters high, and the expressionless Hao stood on top of the silver-gray armor with his shoulders on his shoulder, and the boy in the cap laughed loudly in the car: "Sister JOJO, I just said that the explosion is flat, this time it's deflated." ”

Winter Jacques turned the muzzle of the gun, facing Howe, who was exposing his upper body, but unexpectedly, the chandelier above fell suddenly, and Winter Jacques turned over to dodge, and fired two shots in succession in the move, hitting a steel cable.

Yin Xiong retracted the tightrope with a blank face.

The white-haired man stood up with an ugly face: "Who are you?" ”

"Crazy Dolma."

Sister JOJO, she glanced at the white-haired man and compared the photo: "The manipulator of the Great Devil's Lake, the prophet of the α-level radioactive living corpse, is not very good." ”

A little blue flame spread rapidly, and the man with a cigar jumped out of the armored car, and there was a surge of people behind him, it was the heavily armed Crazy Zhuoma Guard!

"Don't talk so much nonsense, slaughter it."