It's dragged on!

Seeing that the tactical connection was relatively perfect, and the monster was attracted by the sound of the horn to pursue the Land Rover, Zhang Zimin was very nervous, but he also cautiously controlled the speed and followed behind.

This must be kept far away from the lair before it can be dragged to death in the sunlight outside!

This is the first real counterattack of humanity, and it means a lot!

Seeing that the monster was tripped by the blue-haired corpse and started to accelerate again, getting closer and closer to the vehicle, Zhang Zimin said with a walkie-talkie in advance: "Accelerate, don't be too fast, but you can't get too close to it, you all see, the Land Rover can't stop its blow!" If you touch it, you will die! ”

After finishing speaking, because of fear and nervousness, the adrenaline in Zhang Zimin's body was secreted wildly in an instant, and he began to sprint towards the maximum speed in the direction of the monster and the car, faster and faster, faster and faster!

Seeing that the monster that was constantly smoking on his body suddenly accelerated, and was about to "slap" the Land Rover with one palm, Zhang Zimin, who was approaching in a straight line, fired his bow again to the Great Perfection and shot the monster in the back of the head.

It failed to break the defense, but it caused the monster to be in pain and extremely angry, it stopped chasing the Land Rover, and turned towards Zhang Zimin.

This time, Zhang Zimin stopped and didn't run.

See a detail: the monster turned this time and was noticeably not as fast as before. And the direction it came from was not facing Zhang Zimin, more like its eyes could not withstand the light for a long time, and it was burned by the sun and caused a deviation in its vision?

Then the real time for a decisive battle is now.

Otherwise, Zhang Zimin was not sure what the outcome would be, and a large amount of pumping and exhaling had already caused a dull pain that his lungs could not bear.

After all, this is in a thrilling environment, which is equivalent to a maximum sprint intensity output of more than 8.3 seconds for half a kilometer, and the body has been overdrawn.

In less than two breaths, the monster took the last step and jumped and pounced.

The place where Zhang Zimin stopped was a specially selected battlefield, and it was also a measure in advance, the monster leaned less before jumping, and Zhang Zimin also stepped on the obstacle next to him to jump, and once again ventured to replicate the scene of the night battle, twisting and spinning in the air like a trick dive.

Finally, at the moment when he narrowly brushed the monster with the posture of an upside-down golden bucket, he opened his bow to the Great Perfection and shot.

Unfortunately, it still didn't make it into the monster's smaller ear holes, and still only hit the edges.

Squeak –

The monster was completely messed up by the pain, and let out the most bizarre squeaks, falling to the ground and rolling around, crashing everywhere.

Bang bang, bang bang -

This time, Zhang Zimin didn't take a detour, he really didn't move, and even pulled the strengthened slingshot to perfection, but he slowly advanced towards the monster rolling on the ground, while maintaining the frequency of shooting, shot after shot, various angles, and various positions began to snipe monsters.

Bang bang, bang bang -

Keep shooting, keep pushing.

At the same time, it is also trial and error, and Zhang Zimin has a feedback for each shot, and will analyze its pain level according to its body shape and screaming that has slowed down.

After about eleven shots, I felt that although it couldn't break the defense in the armpits and crotch, the pain index should be the highest!

Bang Bang Bang –

Continue to grit your teeth and snipe.

The ears are too difficult to hit, Zhang Zimin is very sure that it is the fatal place, but because of this, the monster's instinct will cause it to always want to raise its hands to protect its ears, which will inevitably lead to the exposure of the armpits, so Zhang Zimin deliberately used this tactic to lure it to protect its ears, but in fact, at a distance of about ten meters, shoot its armpits with the greatest power.

The Land Rover in the distance stopped.

The people in the car were shocked, and stuck out their heads to look at it from afar, this Nima was simply unheard of, and it seemed that the monster with the lamp had run out, and it looked like it was going to be "shot to death" by someone.

"This ...... Who the hell is he! ”

The appearance of a boy in the car who wanted to drop his tongue on the ground.

Cheng Hang looked at him maliciously, "He introduced himself, and he forgot it so quickly?" ”

The boy was a little embarrassed, everyone was pretending to be forced when Zhang Zimin reported his name, and he really didn't care and didn't hear his name.

So only Chen Xiaoya knows that he is Zhang Zimin, he is the main battle of this Jedi counterattack, it seems that he will become the first human to successfully hunt LV3, this is a milestone!

Bang Bang Bang –

Continue to shoot indiscriminately.

At some point, Zhang Zimin really couldn't bear it, and at the same time found that although the monster was not dead, the reaction brought by hitting its armpit was getting smaller and smaller. This means that it is getting weaker and weaker.

Eventually, Zhang Zimin stopped, stepped back to a safe distance, and squatted on the ground to gasp.

The monster continues to smoke, but it tends to weaken, and it seems that the weaker its vitality, the less affected it is by the sun, which means that the virus that affects its function is losing its effectiveness?

I can only think like this, in fact, Zhang Zimin is really tired, I feel tired to breathe, and my lungs still have a dull pain.

During this time, they in the distance got up and not only tried to get out of the car, but also began to walk in this direction.

But after reaching a certain distance, they still stopped, not daring to go too far.

Even if this thing looks like it's dead, it's scary to look at. At the earliest, it was only an instant, and more than a dozen people were torn by its hands. The level of power and brutality is truly terrifying.

Zombies are stupid and unassuming, and at most they want to bite human necks for physical reasons. But the monster behaves like a violent and hateful man, and wants to hunt down all living people at any cost.

The snow stopped.

There was even sunlight. It's still cold though.

Even if the sun is shining directly on the monster now, there are no burns. So Zhang Zimin was sure that it was dead.

After resting for a while, Zhang Zimin sat next to the monster, took out a pen and paper and began to write:

Everyone worked together to kill a monster. I'm not sure if I'm the first to do it, but I'm pretty sure that they have great weaknesses and that they can be overcome by applying human intelligence.

If I can kill it, then other people will have this possibility, and maybe, people just need some time to grow, to accumulate experience, to evolve slowly.

Maybe it's a milestone, but I'm not sure if it's going to get better.

I have a hunch that the team that survives the monster banter and even defeats the monster will be terrifying, even scarier than the monster. For example, in fairy tales, it is always said that the brave boy who slays the dragon will one day become an evil dragon.

Once there are no monsters as foreign enemies, or if the threat is limited due to the evolution of humanity itself, mutual war may begin.

It was humanity's own war, and it would be the real war of the end!

The battle made me certain that even a faint light under the clouds could kill the Night Hunter. But I still don't know, what makes them wake up during the day?

This is a new situation that has not been encountered before.

I suspect it's the low temperatures caused by this sudden heavy snowfall.

It's also possible that the excessive noise and smell of blood in the vicinity woke them up during the day.

Or maybe it's that they're mutating closer, too.

In any case, it means that winter has arrived, and humanity will be even more difficult.

On December 5, when the snow stopped, Zhang Zimin, commander of the postal district field commando, left a letter.

"You're done with your diary, aren't you? There's a Starbucks over there, why don't you get you a coffee? ”

Cheng Hang said humorously, but he still didn't dare to come over.

Zhang Zimin put away the pen and paper and said: "I'm also resting, I really couldn't move just now, and the overburner caused my whole body to be weak." I'm not a perpetual motion machine. ”

"By the way, if there's a Doomsday Warrior leaderboard, what should you rank in?" A boy said with a strange look.

"You've seen too much, haven't you?" Cheng Hang said to him.

"By the way, do you want to open the cover of this monster's skull, and visually see that a species of this level should have a crystal nucleus or something in their minds. This is generally the case. The boy said again.

Zhang Zimin shook his head: "There should be no crystals, this is my intuition." But if you don't bother and have the ability to do it, you have to open it and see that I don't object, do it yourself, I don't have time. ”

The boy really came over and tried it, but "opening the lid" was not easy to say.

The texture of this monster is very strange, the bones are hard and almost indestructible, and the musculature is like the best quality excavator tires. It looks like there is no small hacksaw and it takes a lot of time, it is impossible to open the cover.

It is also difficult to tow away, and after trying this ghost thing weighing more than 400 pounds, it is not open to traffic, and only these few people can't carry it far away. A large stretcher with at least six people is required.

After raising his hand to look at his watch, it was time to leave, but it was difficult when he tried to get up, which caused Zhang Zimin to get up for the first time without success.

For this reason, Cheng Hang was very worried, walked over and stretched out his hand and said, "I'll pull you, no thanks." Think of it as if I saved you once. ”

"Get out of here, let me get some rest."

At this point, Zhang Zimin simply continued to sit on the ground, thought about it, and put the diary he had just written on the monster's body, and pressed it with a small stone, which was considered to be reserved for someone who was destined.

After thinking about it again, I added at the end of this diary:

91.8 MHz, rescue teams are waiting for your contact.

Chen Xiaoya was stunned by this, and unconsciously, her gaze softened when she looked at him.