The floor plan of this house is more common in the upper floors: there are terraces and balconies in the north and southwest directions, plus bedrooms, dining rooms, bathrooms and other places and external windows, there are too many places to defend. Fortunately, there are anti-theft nets installed here, but I don't know if this anti-theft net can support it. In the past, it was often encountered that the anti-theft net looked very strong, but it was easily dragged off by zombies.

Blood kept pouring out of his hair. Passing by the bathroom, I saw a clean white towel hanging there, and I took it and put it on my head. The pain was so severe that I almost fainted. Looking in the mirror: the whole head is like a bloody steamed bun.

At the same time, I felt dizzy and nauseous, cold all over, and my weight was like lead. I had suffered all kinds of old injuries before, and my fever was not good, so I relied on the support of a strong desire to find Xiao Lin. Later, I met Xiao Lin, who was in good spirits at happy events, and temporarily suppressed the sick body. Now I have been shot in the head, and I have a backlog of old injuries that have occurred together, and the situation is very bad.

There were several wooden boxes stacked on the edge of the sink in the bathroom, leaning on them to catch a few breaths, and casually lifting the lid of the top wooden box to see that it was full of withered yellow weeds. With a flick of his hand, spherical grenades were revealed.

From the beginning of the virus outbreak to today, he has been collecting weapons throughout the city: all kinds of pistols taken from various government departments of the public security and procuratorate, as well as discarded by the armed police and other units when they retreated. Every room was piled up, even in the toilets, and the number was staggering.

The zombies are still slamming the door, and the anti-theft door is solid, so there will be no problems for a while. I took a deep breath, gritted my teeth and began to prepare. All kinds of weapons were put on the surface as much as possible: a light machine gun was placed next to each window, and a few drums were added, grenades were moved under the window along with the box, the magazines were neatly arranged aside, and the bulk bullets were also placed there, ready to be reloaded when there was time, and the back cover of the handle-type grenade was unscrewed......

The zombies didn't give me much time to prepare, they were attracted by the smell of blood and soon appeared outside the various windows; Some stood outside the window and yelled frantically, some were in a hurry to drill in, and some grabbed the anti-theft net and began to shake wildly. These are the first to arrive and are the most agile and difficult to deal with among the zombies. I ignored it for the time being, on the one hand, to understand how strong these security nets are, and on the other hand, to prepare more quickly.

Zombies gathered more and more, there were more and more windows, and the sound of roars and banging sounds, noisy as if rushing to a market. It made the whole tall building tremble. I couldn't wait any longer, so I came to the window with the most zombies, picked up the light machine gun placed next to it, stretched the muzzle out of the anti-theft net, almost pushed it to the head of the zombies outside, pulled the trigger and fired.

Although this is the first floor of the building, the floor in the room is still much higher than the outside. Looking out from me, I could only see the heads of the zombies huddled together. The head of the row swept over, and a person's head was like a broken watermelon, and the green skin was broken and the melon juice was splashed everywhere, which felt very enjoyable.

Zombies fell in pieces. The distance is too close, there is no need to aim at all, and a single shot can penetrate several with your eyes closed, and you can quickly clean up eight or nine without leaving ten. But immediately, a large number of zombies emerged from all roads, gathering with teeth and claws. Before they arrived, I quickly rushed to the next window, picked up the light machine gun there and continued to fire. Soon the zombies were killed and injured again.

The most zombies are on the south balcony, throwing out a few grenades before firing them with machine guns. Those grenades were thrown out like throwing bricks into a pond, which could blow up a dozen zombies and collapse into a circular human nest, but they were quickly closed again. After a drum was swept away, there were still people standing, and they picked up the pistols and shot them one by one, which killed them all.

All the windows were cleared, and he went back to the living room with a breath. I want to take advantage of the fact that there are not many zombies approaching and load the empty magazine. Here there are more than a dozen boxes of bulk ammunition for rifles alone, which must be fully utilized. But just after a few rounds, I realized that something was wrong, and the zombies outside the window had already gathered, blocking there and screaming, not giving me time to reload at all. Hurriedly stood up and rushed to the windows again to harvest with all his might.

Shuttled back and forth between several windows like this, and after a few rounds, the corpses outside piled up. But I also paid the price, the machine gun drum was depleted, because there was no time to reload, and only shots from rifle pistols could be started. A rifle magazine has only thirty rounds, and the duration of fire is much lower than that of a light machine gun.

The zombies outside are like a tide, coming one by one, and there is no sign that the number is decreasing, and even feels more and more. Only then did I remember that the zombies in front had strong combat effectiveness but few in number, and the zombies in the back had weak combat effectiveness but had many numbers. It seems that their main forces have not yet arrived.

Thinking about this, he didn't dare to strafe recklessly when he used the rifle again, and desperately pulled the trigger to shoot and save bullets as much as possible. Sticking out the muzzle of the gun through the guardrail, it can shoot two or three zombies with one shot while aiming at the head of the next zombie. When encountering a place with a high concentration of zombies, he throws grenades, trying to reduce their numbers, hoping that they will be wiped out before all the bullets are consumed.

Over time, the zombies have been noticeably sluggish in their movements; It can be seen that it is mainly ordinary zombies, they step on the corpses of their predecessors, stumble, and often take a long time to reach the window. And even if you get to the window, you will only crowd there, and you will not grab the anti-theft net and shake wildly.

Finally had some free time. Empty magazines were already piling up next to the ammunition boxes. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I used the loader to desperately reload the magazine, and the reload speed basically caught up with the consumption rate of the magazine.

Time passed minute by minute, from noon to afternoon. I don't know how many zombies I've killed, and there's a thick layer piled up under each window. But the zombies that followed did not decrease at all, and the more they fought, the more frightened they became: if they wanted to kill zombies, they had to shoot, and once they were shot, the sound of gunfire would attract new zombies from afar, although the bullets were still sufficient, but they were still a little worse than the number of zombies in the city! If you continue to consume it like this, there will always be a moment when it will be consumed.

Thinking about it, I still have to do what needs to be done, I came to the window again to clean up the zombies, and with a sweep of my eyes, I suddenly saw the corpse king! This guy was standing on the roof of a building, with only one head exposed, watching me from afar.

I was shocked: I didn't expect this beast to come! This guy was standing far away, and with only one head exposed, it was impossible for me to shoot accurately with my marksmanship. His mind was racing, and he pretended to be okay on the surface, killing a few zombies outside the window and shrinking back. Then I picked up an RPG bazooka, and after waiting for a long time, a lot of zombies crowded up, and then I came to another window.

Because of the obscuration of the zombie body outside, the corpse king didn't notice me, and he still kept peeping. I quietly stuck the bazooka out the window, took aim carefully, and pulled the trigger. The rockets pulled the long smoke and went straight to the corpse king.