Adolfina could have blocked TA68 yesterday, but she didn't want to risk getting dark, not to mention that although the intelligence of the living corpse was relatively inferior, it didn't mean that it didn't have a little brain. I can't get out of the building all night, and after a day of hunger, I am bound to be bloodthirsty and furious. At noon on the third day, Adolfina completely closed the gap in the lower floor.

"Repeat step three." Adolfina repeatedly checked the sturdiness of the UV lamp on her waist, and the light-transmitting material of polycarbonate did not move even if Adolfina punched her.

"Divide the floors and clean them one by one." Simon glanced sideways at the darkness where sunlight could not penetrate it, and people are naturally afraid of the dark, and it is difficult to get rid of the uneasiness in their bones even after long-term training. "Well, let's pray that our luck is good enough, the power distribution room can be partially functional, just the two of us, so we must be careful and careful, and we would rather withdraw as soon as possible than go too deep, believe me, after going to the lair of the living corpse, there is nothing in the world that can scare you."

Adolfina stood on tiptoe and patted Simon on the shoulder, but his shoulders were full of tactical equipment, and so was Adolfina, the living corpse's extremely sensitive sense of smell and hearing could distinguish the slightest difference between the same kind and the other. Camouflage is ineffective, as living corpses have almost zero vision. "I'm in front of, you're behind, the gun must be on my shoulder at any time, you are more proficient in CQB combat theory than me, don't worry about my hearing, just shoot!" This time, we're here to sweep the streets. The girl pointed to her ear.

"I'm not sensitive here at all, remember to lick it in a different place next time."

Simon couldn't help but laugh, looking at Adolfina in the inky black combat uniform, she methodically tightened the silencer/device for the AK308 submachine gun, inserted the spare magazine, adjusted the meter parameters, and said: "Rangers, open the way?" ”

"Unstoppable." The female ranger put on an air self-circulating gas mask, slapped her face, and said, and then she burrowed into the building full of enemies.

Simon's night vision devices were turned on to a sluggish level, and his low-light vision already made him feel that his surroundings were as bright as day. "Don't shoot unless you have to." The communicator flashed a faint halo, and this combat uniform was naturally a world of difference compared to Simon's Talos combat uniform during his service, but in the wasteland, it was still an elite soldier who was eligible to wear it. Adolfina squirmed her lips and typed a clear line into the goggle swapping panel. The complex spiral structure absorbs and annihilates the explosion of gunpowder gas through the muzzle at high speed, and the two AK firearms modified by the special bolt reduce the noise to a quiet range of 40-60 decibels, rather than the dull percussion sound of the timbre.

The two of them arrived next to each other at the top floor office area where the living corpse had been trapped, and half of the glass door was smashed to the ground during Adolfina's fight to escape the pursuit of the living corpse, and the glass slag everywhere formed a warning range. Adolfina clenched her fingers into a fist and stretched out her index finger to the corner. Simon understood, lowered his body and occupied the cross-fire position, and no living corpses were found in his field of vision, as did the infrared scan.

But Adolfina made the gesture of "cover me" again, she grabbed a piece of glass slag and gently threw it into the seemingly empty corridor, "cluck~da" glass slag rolled down and fell down, and the slightest sound caused an echo. "Silence." She raised her index finger and arched her body like an ocelot, she lowered her submachine gun, pulled the Kou/Erkha scimitar out of her holster, and struck the wall with the handle.

"Whew!" The fishy wind rushed forward very quickly, so fast that Simon's eyepiece swept by a red manga like a dragonfly, "Brush! Snort~" When Simon raised the muzzle of the gun in hindsight, Adolfina carried the head of the living corpse that had been cut off by the scimitar in one hand, and supported the body that was about to collapse in the other. "Come here and help!" Exchanging panels, Simon hurriedly helped the living corpse that had been killed by Adolfina in an instant, and lay down.

"Don't leave my sight." She ordered, and Adolfina put away her scimitar, pulled out the scalpel, and within a minute dissected the facial nerves of the second living corpse, put it in her satchel, and sprayed some perfume. "Hopefully this will buy you some time." The next sentence pops up.

Beyond the glass slag, the two entered the office area, and in the night vision goggles, except for the rotten dust, the office facilities did not look too different, as if suddenly one day people evaporated out of thin air, and the huge inertia of society still made the operating mechanism left by human beings continue to move forward. Through the hallway between the lattices, Simon saw a slight reflection in the corner of his eye, a complete square of glass, and in the frame of the photo was a faded and yellowed family photograph with wrinkled corners. The girl rides on her father's head, and the young and beautiful mother shares the same scarf with her husband.

Maybe they're still family. Simon thought with a little relief.

Cover. Adolfina shook her arm, stuck to the entrance of the stairway, and looked around. She handed Simon the Korkha scimitar, which was enough to slash flesh and bones with all her might. The swap panel reads: "You try, aim at the mouth of the living corpse. Simon nodded.

"Seize the moment." Adolfina hung upside down with her fingers, poking her eyes. She ripped out a piece of wall skin and repeated the trick, then she left some room to move around and held a submachine gun whistle.

A drop of sweat, first secreted from the sweat glands on the forehead, converges with more sweat under the traction of gravity, and glides into the owner's thick black eyebrows, countless short and coarse hairs cut the sweat into a labyrinth of squares, but it still does not affect the summary after crossing the pass. The rest of the road was easy to walk, the arc of the crescent moon gave the sweat droplets some acceleration, trickled down their cheeks, and finally settled in front of the cliff of their chins, the sweat droplets hesitated for a moment, and then it was ready to jump.

The sweat droplets thought it would land in a straight line, just like the countless sweat droplets before, but this time it was a little different, the master's violent body movements brought a wide range of tossing and turning, and the matching whirlwind instantly slapped the sweat droplets in the gray-white dust full of old disrepair, splashing a small dark mark, of course, in the dark, it was equivalent to colorless and formless.

"Well done." Adolfina wrapped her arms around the walking corpse before it fell, as if she were doing a tango dance, dragged her partner back, and after spraying the perfume, gently took half of Simon's head. "Alert." Adolfina reminded.

"Hmm." Simon wiped away a few drops of blood attached to the mask, and slowly retreated back to the office area with Adolfina carrying the living corpse, if there was a wave of living corpses at this time, no matter how powerful the AK100's instantaneous firepower was, it would be impossible to stop the living corpse without emotional pain. It was futile to think about it, except for the third person who had witnessed Simon's ferocious scimitar slash, there was no fourth person or thing.