Stepping on the "squeak~quack~" rotten wood staircase to climb to the second floor, as soon as the light of the power armor shone into the corridor, the dense bullets smashed the gray wall in front of Wang Zhiyuan into a honeycomb. An M24 grenade and a stun grenade were removed from the right leg armor and thrown from the corner of the staircase into the 2nd floor of the staircase.

The dazzling white light flashed in the corridor, the entire staircase almost shook, a large piece of dust mixed with the smell of blood sprayed Wang Zhiyuan's body, and the power armor that had just been washed away by the torrential rain was covered with a layer of dark red mud.

Picking up a shotgun and leaping into the hallway, the hardwood floor was covered with splintered wood chips and mutilated limbs, and two bloodied corpses were squeezed into the corner of the hallway. The white light pierced through the dust of the hallway, and the three who were still alive covered their bleeding ears and groaned and rolled on the ground.

Wang Zhiyuan stepped on the bullet casings all over the ground and walked to him, and the barrel full of small holes pressed against the one who seemed to be the least injured and asked, "What about Xiong Da~ and Xiong Er?" Looking at the bleeding face, Wang Zhiyuan shook his head and said, "It seems that you can't speak." ”

The red bullet casings that fell from his feet were scattered on the blood-soaked floor, and the wooden doors in front of Wang Zhiyuan were blown away one by one, and the flying sawdust grazed the reddish muzzle. The bandits, who had not yet exploded in their stuns, cried and flew the flesh and blood that was hit by the shotgun in Wang Zhiyuan's hand.

Shaking off the slimy blood and mud on his feet, Wang Zhiyuan suddenly heard the wooden ceiling above his head and the sound of heavy footsteps. "Ding~" The sound of a grenade popping off the safety pin, Wang Zhiyuan raised his gun and pulled the trigger frantically on the ceiling above his head, and emptied the remaining dozen or so No. 12 shots in the magazine box in less than two seconds.

Faintly hearing the sound of wailing and rolling overhead, blood sprayed down the dense single hole in the ceiling, Wang Zhiyuan just hid sideways in the room that was only half blown up at the entrance of the staircase. The ceiling was blown up in an instant, and a strong man covered in blood fell out of the hole, and the right half of his face and right shoulder were torn by the blasted muscles, and white bones were pierced out.

Wang Zhiyuan leaned on the shrapnel door frame to change the shotgun's magazine, carefully bypassed the hole in the top of his head, and went up the stairs to the third floor, which was already full of corpses. Robot 5 threw most of the grenades in his bag into one of the few windows on the third floor.

The shattered floor was littered with dying bandits, picking up a blown out hanger.

A few stabs killed the bandits in the corridor who were not yet dead, and as soon as he reached the turn of the stairs on the fourth floor, a flash of light swept over the wooden guardrail and immediately stopped Wang Zhiyuan. Wang Zhiyuan cautiously leaned to the side of the stairs to take a closer look, and a transparent fishing line hung on the thick staircase guardrail.

The smoke burning downstairs had gradually poured up along the corridor, and Wang Zhiyuan pulled out the dagger on his shoulder and cut the knee-high fishing line. Rushing up to the fourth floor in a few steps, he raised his foot and kicked open the door at the top of the staircase, and a noisy cry for help came from the lock-and-post suite.

Wang Zhiyuan picked up his shotgun, smashed the lock with two shots and rushed into the suite, and around a large bed were several women with collars around their necks. There were also two soldiers with black cloth on their heads on the edge of the closet, and Wang Zhiyuan went up and tore off the black cloth on their heads.

Pulling out the underwear stuffed in their mouths, Wang Zhiyuan picked up the gun and asked, "Who are you?" How did you get caught here. A middle-aged fat man who was beaten into panda eyes helped the eye frame with only one lens left and said, "We are good people~ Please save us." ”

The scarred and sturdy man beside him squinted at Wang Zhiyuan and said, "We are soldiers who came out of the Chang'an survivors' camp to carry out a mission, and we fell into the hands of these bandits. ”

Wang Zhiyuan was not very interested, so he took the dagger and cut the rope that bound the soldier's hands, handed the dagger to him and said, "You can handle the rest yourself, I still have some personal grievances to solve, so I won't accompany you." If you want to survive, it's better to be faster, but the first floor is already on fire. ”

Getting up and just about to go out, he suddenly felt his legs being pulled violently, Wang Zhiyuan looked down, and a pair of bruised arms hugged the blood-stained thighs of the power armor. A girl with long beige hair looked up and said angrily: "Help me kill Xiong Da~ Xiong Er's gang of perverted beasts, you can let me do anything, in any posture~"

Wang Zhiyuan used a gun to open the arm of the girl in a broken nightdress at his feet and said: "They are already dead people, it has nothing to do with you, the smoke has come up, and if you want to live, run for your life." ”

A few steps rushed into the corridor and knocked open the door of a room inside, a middle-aged strong man in a black leather vest was pulling the collar of a black-haired woman and stuffing canned food into his backpack together. Hearing Wang Zhiyuan knock on the door and come in, he immediately turned around and grabbed the black-haired woman in front of him, lifted the Type 15 automatic rifle in his hand and put it on the woman's neck and shouted: "You monster robot, don't come here, as long as you let me go, these food, women and the car outside are all yours." ”

Wang Zhiyuan shrugged his shoulders and said, "Then I will slaughter you, are these things different from mine?" The strong man's eyes widened, and he rubbed the blood stains on his beard with his cuffs and shouted: "Hurry up and put down the gun, or I'll kill her now, you see how a pity this kind of superb goods are dead, and you can exchange a lot of food if you are tired of playing." ”

casually threw the semi-automatic shotgun onto the big bed next to him, Wang Zhiyuan nodded and said, "You are Xiong Da~ I have killed a lot of you today, and I will give you a long memory." Put down the things and get out of here, it's really a pity that this kind of superb goods is dead. ”

Xiong Da immediately pushed away the woman in his hand and yelled: "Haven't you heard of a knife on the head of the color word? You want to kill me just because you put on a tin can? Holding the trigger and shooting at Wang Zhiyuan, Wang Zhiyuan screamed and shook his body and took a few steps back, kneeling on the floor and wailing loudly.

Xiong Da fired a few more shots uneasily, cautiously leaned over and put the goggles on top of the power armor with the muzzle, and said with a wild laugh: "Do you really think that you are Iron Man if you are wearing an iron shell, I will eat some spinach or Hulk." ”

Wang Zhiyuan grabbed the bolt of the automatic rifle and snatched the rifle from his hand, and Xiong Da's index finger on the trigger was directly broken by the strong torque of the trigger ring. With a miserable scream, Xiong Da covered his right hand that pierced out the white bones, and his face was red with pain, and tears and snot all poured out.

He rubbed the bloody rifle on the beard of Xiong Da and said, "Look at you like a bear, a good gun makes your nose and water sick to death." Wang Zhiyuan stepped on Xiong Da's right leg, put the muzzle of the gun on his knee, pulled the trigger and ran out the remaining bullets in the magazine.

Xiong Da, who was crying wolf, frantically slapped Wang Zhiyuan's foot with his left hand and roared: "What do you want?" I'll give it all to you, please let me go, or give me a good one. ”

Wang Zhiyuan was just about to open his mouth to ask Xiong Da, when the injured soldier ran in with a few women, and several women instantly picked up the debris on the ground and rushed over to smash Xiong Da's body wildly. Wang Zhiyuan yelled: "Okay~ There is still some food in the suite, you throw it down from the window quickly, find a way to escape for your life, remember to share half of me." ”