Xiao Yumeng's head shook like a rattle: "I'm going, don't you want to leave me alone." ”

Luo Han was helpless: "Then be careful yourself." ”

Luo Han collected the loot, two meatballs each, it was useless, Luo Han collected it first, four energy crystals, Luo Han took two to Xiao Yumeng, Xiao Yumeng was already embarrassed to take only one. Luo Han didn't insist too much, he used it himself, and raised the upper limit of energy value to 1300.

The four evolved zombies were all in tattered police uniforms and were not equipped with guns. Luo Han was disappointed, so he could only take Xiao Yumeng to the second floor.

The search on the second floor was exceptionally smooth, with only a dozen or so ordinary zombies, which were easily resolved. In a room at the end of the corridor on the second floor, Luo Han finally achieved his goal.

This is the firearms room, a row of lockers with names pasted on them, and Luo Han violently smashed open a cabinet, inside is a black pistol with two magazines next to it.

Luo Han is not a military enthusiast, but he is still a little interested in firearms, and knows that most of the Huaxia guns are domestic Type 92. Although the performance of Type 92 is a little worse than that of foreign famous guns, as a domestic semi-automatic pistol, it is very suitable for Chinese people's hand type, with a comfortable grip, good directivity, and not easy to get rid of, which is very suitable for novices. Although the police Type 92 has the problem of jamming and soft firing pins, and the 9mm caliber is not as powerful as the military 5.8mm caliber, it is still acceptable in this case, at least the magazine capacity is very considerable.

Picked up a magazine and looked at it, 20 rounds capacity, not bad. Bumped into the magazine, tried to aim, and it felt okay.

"Come here and pick two." Luo Han stuck the pistol on his belt, picked up the axe and smashed open a few cabinets, and shouted at Xiao Yumeng, who was standing at the door in a daze.

Xiao Yumeng sighed and moved his steps in. Huaxia is a strict gun ban country, ordinary people have never even seen real guns, and now in this world, dozens of genuine pistols are at their own discretion in front of them, Xiao Yumeng is still a little overwhelmed.

Luo Han had already taken two pistols and continued to destroy the cabinet. Bullet control is also very strict, and it is good that one person can be dispensed with two magazines. Luo Han took out all the extra magazines, and didn't care that Xiao Yumeng took a gun and looked at it, went out of the firearms room, and quickly brought in a large briefcase, loaded all the magazines in, and said hello, and the two left here.

After getting into the car, Luo Han started the car and explained the use of the pistol to Xiao Yumeng while driving.

"Pull on the sleeve and let the bullet load. Here's insurance, don't rush to open it. The Type 92 is prone to misfire, and the safety should be opened when the gun needs to be fired. How to aim you know? Well, it's not a big deal, see that gap or not, let the target and the muzzle of the front sight and the gap three points and one line. ”

Xiao Yumeng played with the pistol over and over again like a child getting a favorite toy. Luo Han roughly explained, and he didn't talk nonsense anymore. He himself is all on paper, except for two shots in college military training, he has never touched a gun at all. This is also the reason why Luo Han did not take the initiative to search for guns, to deal with zombies, unless there is extremely high accuracy, relying on the single point of damage of bullets is undoubtedly to tickle the zombies, and it is not as good as cold weapons.

Ferrari returned to the street where the hotel was located with a dozen zombies. Far away, Luo Han braked sharply, waking up Xiao Yumeng, who was immersed in the fun of getting a new toy.

"What's wrong, Brother Luo?"

Luo Han didn't speak, unbuckled his seat belt, got out of the car with an axe, quickly cooked the dozen zombies chasing after the car, returned to the car, lit a cigarette against the car door, and looked at the other side of the street.

Xiao Yumeng got out of the car and looked at Luo Han's line of sight, at the door of the hotel, three men were fighting hand-to-hand with a swift zombie and a two-headed tank. One of them, two meters tall and stout, wrestled with a tank with his bare hands. The other person looked at the clothes should be Li Longxing, holding a fruit knife picked up from the supermarket and circling around a tank. The last man should be one of the surviving main combat forces, holding an axe and entwining with the swift zombies.

Luo Han swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog while watching the battle situation, his eyes flickering, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Brother Luo, do you want to help?"

"Wait."

After Luo Han smoked a cigarette, the battle situation changed, Li Longxing was accidentally slapped by the tank, spit blood from his mouth, and fell to the ground.

Chen Liyun roared, his body size skyrocketed to two meters three, his muscles were knotted, and his roots and muscles were bursting up, obviously using the core ability "Raging God of War". The tank that was fighting against Chen Liyun was kicked away by him and took four or five steps back. Chen Liyun took three steps and made two steps to block the tank attacking Li Longxing.

However, Luo Han understands that with such a strong strength, the speed of energy consumption must be fast, and Chen Liyun can support it for 30 seconds.

Luo Han pulled out the Type 92 on his waist and aimed at Chen Liyun.

Xiao Yumeng frowned and asked, "Brother Luo, this is sixty or seventy meters, can you hit it accurately?" ”

Luo Han maintained an aiming posture and explained: "The first situation: hit Chen Liyun, we will kill and cooperate with the tank to kill the remaining two, and then kill the zombies; The second situation: hit the tank, we show grace to Chen Liyun and join forces to kill the zombies, they owe us the grace of saving our lives; In the third case, no one hit, we appeared to attract the attention of the zombies and help Chen Liyun kill the zombies, and they owe us a favor. ”

Xiao Yumeng was surprised: "You are so shameless. ”

Luo Han's face was dark, ignoring Xiao Yumeng, and firing the pistol.

The distance of more than sixty meters is indeed far for a pistol, Luo Han fired three shots in a row, the first shot missed, and the second shot hit the stomach of the tank, no way, who made him have a big target? The third shot also missed.

All the corpses in the battlefield were attracted by the sound of gunfire. The survivors were overjoyed, Li Longxing was lying on the ground, also with a happy face, only Chen Liyun, whose muscular face twitched, picked up Li Longxing's fruit knife and slashed at the tank in front of him.

Luo Han held the gun and quickly sprinted forward, and Xiao Yumeng followed closely behind, constantly shooting the relatively clumsy tank with a pistol.

Luo Han whispered, "Don't waste bullets. ”

Xiao Yumeng understood, took the gun in his hand, and stopped shooting.

Luo Han took the gun with his backhand, pulled out the fire axe with his right hand, and ran to the nearest swift zombie, relying on his attributes, suppressing the swift zombie, cooperating with the survivors, and the result was a swift zombie in three or two clicks.

As soon as the swift zombie fell to the ground, Luo Han's body bent, picked up the energy crystals that exploded and threw them into his mouth, and his movements were so fluent that the survivors were dumbfounded.

Chen Liyun saw that Luo Han had eliminated the swift zombies, and he immediately broke out, exchanged injuries for injuries, ate the tank with a punch, pinched the tank's thick neck, and inserted his left hand into the tank's eye socket as a claw, killing the tank and picking up the energy crystals dropped by the tank.

The remaining tank was entangled by Xiao Yumeng and Luo Han, and Chen Liyun did not come to join in the fun, and helped Li Longxing away from the battlefield.