After Yang Yifei confirmed the location, he immediately decided to unite with this group of special police, so that their combat effectiveness would inevitably increase greatly.

Thinking of this, Yang Yifei put the backpack horizontally in front of him and beckoned: "Get in the car, there seems to be a survivor over there, let's go over." ”

"OK, three grams of oil, three grams of oil Crooked scolding, my name is Jefferson Wade, you can call me L. J, what's your name? I can't keep calling you Kung Fu Kid, can I? Jefferson happily stepped into the back seat and babbled.

Yang Yifei said casually: "Wright, Wright Yang, sit down." ”

As a man, Jefferson was naturally embarrassed to hug Yang Yifei's waist like Alice, and he leaned back slightly and grabbed the rear of the car tightly.

……

On the roof of the Sealin Theater, a man wearing a cowboy hat and MP4 headphones in his ears sits on a chair and holds an M24 SWS sniper rifle. S. Sniper, playing a game of sniping zombies.

There was a whole box of 7.62×51mm NATO shells next to him, yes, the kind used for the rapid-fire machine gun that Yang Yifei snatched.

There was an open box of bullets and a bottle of beer on the lid of the ammunition box, and when he saw a zombie staggering towards him, he immediately pulled the bolt and loaded it, and shot it at the zombie's chest.

"Bang"

The zombie's heart was shot through, but it didn't help, the zombie just shook and stood still, and the sniper unhurriedly pulled the bolt again and shouted, "I have bullets." ”

"Bang"

The second shot, he shot through the zombie's head.

"Roar...... I'm a marksman. ”

With an arrogant scream, the sniper took a sip of his beer, his head shaking to the rhythm of the music in his headphones.

"Buzz ......"

"Bang"

There was a sudden roar of the engine, and the sniper put down his beer and looked curiously through the sniper scope.

I saw a long-haired young man in a black leather coat, a cool group, with weapons all over his body, riding a heavy locomotive, and a guy with a sling smell all over his body, driving this way.

While he was driving, a female zombie swayed towards the locomotive, only to see the kid holding the accelerator handle in his right hand, and pulling out a pistol from under his ribs with his left hand, and exploded the female zombie's head with one shot.

The sniper said with interest: "Good guy, but why does this guy look so familiar?" I think I've seen it somewhere. ”

Yang Yifei stopped the locomotive in front of the theater, Jefferson jumped first, Yang Yifei kicked out of the station, beckoned to the roof, and said with a smile: "Man, you have to keep an eye on it, don't let my car be touched by those disgusting things." ”

After several identifications, the sniper finally recognized Yang Yifei, stood up and said with a smile: "It turned out to be you, the kung fu kid who bravely saved the female anchor, haha, your legs are really strong, I admire Bruce Lee the most, you have to teach me Cyris to pay for it if you have the chance." ”

Yang Yifei smiled: "No problem, if you can survive." ”

The sniper laughed and scolded: "Fakyu, I will live well if you hang up." ”

Yang Yifei laughed and walked towards the theater gate, and when he spoke to the sniper, Jefferson had already entered the theater first, and then he was stunned by twelve spears and short cannons.

This group of SWAT officers is indeed well-equipped, with M4A1 carbines, SCAR assault rifles, M16A2 automatic rifles, MP5 submachine guns, and Winchester 1887 shotguns.

Led by a middle-aged man with half-blonde hair, who should be the leader of this squad, held a Beretta M92F pistol in his hand.

", it looks like I'm safer outside, get the gun off my face." Jefferson exclaimed unpleasantly.

The captain was a doer, and without saying a word, he picked up a shotgun and loaded it with one hand, and then handed it to Jefferson.

"Please, look ......" Jefferson rolled his eyes, lifted the hem of his clothes, and swayed from side to side, revealing the two golden sand eagles pinned to his waist, "My guy is on time." ”

The captain glanced at him speechlessly, only people who didn't know how to shoot would choose the Desert Eagle as a combat weapon, and he had no hope for the combat effectiveness of this sling.

The Sand Eagle is certainly powerful enough, but this is a hunting pistol, which is more suitable for hunting, and is not suitable for fighting at all.

The Desert Eagle Gun weighs two kilograms alone, and unless someone with a certain level of strength, they don't have to expect to be able to shoot accurately with it.

Moreover, this gun has a complex structure, low reliability, and cannot adapt to a complex environment, and the recoil is even more amazing.

A tester once joked that only people who weigh more than 80 kilograms can use it normally, and it can be imagined that its recoil is huge.

When Yang Yi flew in, he happened to see Jefferson showing off his golden sand eagle, and said with a smile: "L.J, believe me, if you want to have some self-preservation, just throw away your two pieces of scrap metal, the guy in this sir's hand is more practical than your guy." ”

After Yang Yifei flew in, the special police looked at him with a very different gaze than they looked at Jefferson, when there was a riot in the city before, every time they finished their mission, they would have some rest time, and during this time they were basically paying attention to the live broadcast about the riot.

So the scene where Yang Yifei rescued the female anchor and solved the three zombies with three legs happened to be seen by them.

At that time, they were still discussing that if they could find this kid, they could try to ask him to be their martial arts coach.

Before, when they heard the sniper on the roof shouting kung fu boy, they immediately thought of Yang Yifei, and when he came in, everyone saw that it was really this guy.

A smile appeared on the captain's solemn face, and he stepped forward and stretched out his right hand to Yang Yifei, saying, "Hello sir, my name is Joss Wilson, and I am the captain of this team. ”

Yang Yifei stretched out his hand to shake him, and said with a smile: "Wright Yang, I'm glad you are still alive." ”

Jos introduced Yang Yifei to the other members of the team, and then asked, "Mr. Wright, do you know what all this is about?" What really happened in Raccoon City? ”

Yang Yifei groaned: "This matter is very complicated, one or two sentences are not clear, if you believe me, follow me to meet my companion, she is the direct experience of this matter, and can let you know the truth." ”

Without the slightest hesitation, Jos nodded, "Yes, the city is finished, and we are stuck here just to wait for reinforcements or to pick up the helicopters we evacuated." ”

"But the imaginary support has not arrived, let alone the helicopter that picked us up, we have probably been abandoned, and now we should gather more survivors, and only by uniting can we survive better."

Yang Yifei agreed: "It's the same as we think, then let's go!" But there are so many of you, we have to get a car, preferably a bus. ”

Jos said, "I know where to get ......"

Speaking of this, Joss froze and stopped talking, and the audience suddenly fell silent.

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......"

A rhythmic heavy footsteps were heard in everyone's ears, Yang Yifei's heart moved, is it finally here? Now that you don't have a special weapon, how much combat power do you have left?

On the roof of the building, a sniper named Brady Miller was the first to see the comer, and the pupils of his eyes leaning on the sniper scope shrank slightly, and he said solemnly: "What is that?" ”