019, what, America is dead?

The door of the farmhouse is open, and before you even enter the door, there is a strong smell of wine. The aroma of wine is accompanied by the pungent smell of blood.

Standing outside the door, you can see that directly facing the door is a cash register, and there is a wine cabinet standing behind it.

The wine cabinet should have been full of all kinds of wine bottles, but at this moment, only a few bottles were standing in the cabinet, and the rest of the wine bottles had all been smashed to the ground, becoming the source of the strong aroma of the wine.

The crunch of the bottle hitting the ground continued, and the roar of the living corpse followed.

Several living corpses rushed out of the private rooms on both sides and flew towards Wang Zheng. The stairwell on the side of the cash register also sounded the sound of dense footsteps, and it was the living corpses upstairs that were alarmed by the gunfire and followed the sound.

"Retreat!"

Wang Zheng let out a deep sigh and kept shooting as he steadily exited the gate.

At this time, the living corpse upstairs had appeared in the stairwell.

The living corpse in front of him, ignoring the remaining steps, roared and jumped and flew down.

Wang Zheng's face sank like water, standing firmly outside the gate, calmly pulling the trigger. The body of the living corpse that flew down was in mid-air, half of its skull was blown off by bullets, the roar came to an abrupt end, and the body fell to the ground like a falling rock.

As soon as the living corpse was shot, more than a dozen living corpses poured out of the stairwell, crowding and colliding with each other, scrambling down the stairs.

If you are an ordinary person, looking at more than a dozen living corpses with hideous faces and blood-red eyes rushing towards you, even if you have a gun in your hand, you will be so frightened that your hands and feet will weaken, and you will turn around and run.

But Wang Zheng is not only very confident in his marksmanship, but also full of confidence in Ah Qing who is pressing for him next to him, even if the stairs are less than ten meters away from the gate, he still does not change his face and heart does not beat, he stands firmly in place, and calmly pulls the trigger.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The gunfire rang out quickly and steadily, and the automatic rifle in a single-shot state, with the movement of Wang Zheng's fingers, kept spitting out bullets and throwing out cartridge cases.

With the clanging sound of bullet casings falling to the ground, the living corpses fell to the ground one after another.

After more than a dozen gunshots, the group of living corpses pouring down from the upper floor were all killed by Wang Zheng. The fastest one to the ground was still more than a meter away from Wang Zheng, and he couldn't pose a threat to him at all.

More than 20 living corpses were shot dead by Wang Zheng in the hall, and the corpses almost covered the entire hall. The dark red blood completely stained the floor of the hall red, leaving people with little place to stay.

Wang Zheng maintained a vigilant posture of raising his gun, and waited for a full minute before he spoke: "A-Qing? ”

Ah Qing listened intently for a while and said, "No." ”

Only then did Wang Zheng close the insurance and change to a fully loaded magazine.

As he changed magazines, he glanced at the stats panel in passing. I saw that the properties panel had become:

Name: Zheng Wang. Former name: Wang Xiaobao.

Level: 3.

XP: 18/40.

Attributes: Strength, 6, Agility, 9, Constitution 8; Mental power 7.

Free Attribute Points: 2.

Talent: Kaihua. One-time talent that disappears after use.

"Upgraded!"

Wang Zheng was happy in his heart, but he didn't immediately add points. He put his rifle behind him, pulled out his pistol, and led Ah Qing into the door again, stepping on the corpses of living corpses, and walking towards the stairs.

As he marched, he scrutinized the corpses of the living corpses.

Seeing that all the living corpses in the hall showed signs of thinning bodies, yellow hair, and slightly swollen hands, I couldn't help but be a little more sure of my guess about the gradual mutation of living corpses.

……

Although he could no longer hear the movement of the living corpse, Wang Zheng still did not dare to be careless, and led Ah Qing all the way up to the fifth floor cautiously, and came to a private room with scratches and impact marks on the door.

Knock knock!

After knocking on the door, Wang Zheng shouted inside: "It's okay, come out." ”

There was silence for a while, and a trembling male voice sounded behind the door: "Really...... Are you all right? ”

"It's all right." Wang Zheng said: "The living corpses in this building have all been killed by us. ”

"Great, thank goodness!" The male voice behind the door sounded like he was about to cry with joy: "Wait a minute, we'll come out!" ”

Then, there was a murmur of dragging heavy objects behind the door, and then the door quietly opened a crack in the door, and the man with glasses, who had just called for help in front of the window, leaned in front of the crack in the door and looked out.

Seeing Wang Zheng, who was dressed like an anti-terrorism special police officer outside the door, the glasses man's tears were about to flow out.

He quickly opened the door, rushed out of the door in one step, opened his arms to give Wang Zheng a bear hug, and called out in his mouth: "Mr. Policeman, it's so good to see you, but I'm looking forward to you!" ”

Facing the warm embrace of the glasses man, Wang Zheng took a step back with a look of disgust, raised the pistol and put it on the glasses man's chest: "Stop, keep your distance, I don't like the same sex to get too close to me." ”

"Uh......" The man with glasses stopped in embarrassment and raised his hands in surrender: "Be careful with the gun, don't go off." ”

"Don't be afraid, the insurance isn't open." Wang Zheng put down his pistol and asked, "How many of you are there?" ”

"Two." As he spoke, the man in glasses turned around and shouted in English to the door: "Chrissy, the police have come to rescue us, come out, we are safe!" ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw a petite blonde chick, holding a chopstick in each hand like a dagger, and walked out with a sense of frightening steps.

The first time he saw the blonde chick, Wang Zheng felt that she seemed a little familiar. But she may have cried a lot, her eye makeup and face makeup were all spent, and her face was dark and mottled, which made people really not interested in seeing more.

So Wang Zheng only glanced at her, then withdrew his gaze and said to the man with glasses, "Is it just the two of you?" ”

"It's just the two of us."

The man with glasses said sadly, and then he was in good spirits and said, "Mr. Policeman, please escort us back to the city, we are going to the US Consulate and ask the US Consulate for help." ”

"......" Wang Zheng looked surprised: "What did you say?" Protect you guys to the U.S. Consulate? ”

The man with glasses nodded vigorously: "Yes." Chrissy is an American, and I'm a Chinese-American, so we're going back to Tiancheng and asking the U.S. consulate for help, so that the consulate can send us back to the U.S. Mr. Policeman, please protect us, and when you get to the U.S. Consulate, we will pay you handsomely. ”

“……”

Wang Zheng looked at the man with glasses for a long time with his neurotic eyes, and then he pulled the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, the United States is dead." The U.S. consulate you want to go to should have been occupied by living corpses by now. ”

"What?" The man with glasses was shocked: "The United States is dead? This, how is this possible? The United States is so powerful, even if such a disaster occurs, the United States should be able to save the world! How could it be dead? ”

"I said, don't you all go online?"

Wang Zheng smiled and said with some schadenfreude: "For a long time after the disaster, the network has not been broken, as long as you take a look on the Internet at that time, you will know that this disaster of living corpses is the whole world at the same time, whether it is Europe or the United States, without exception." So, your great America has also perished! There's no way to save the world! ”

"America is dead? It can't be, it's impossible...... God bless America, the United States will not die......"

The man with glasses was devastated, muttering in his mouth, his face full of lost soul.

"Since you don't believe that the United States has perished, then cats here, waiting for the invincible American GIs to come and save you."

Wang Zheng sneered, turned around and left, muttering as he walked: "It's really unlucky, I actually saved a second devil......"

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[Every time I make a cover myself, I can't get rid of the fate of being replaced by the starting point...... Ask for tickets~】