Players of all colors descended the ropes, but Mr. Wesley was not in a hurry.

He kept walking, observing, and thinking about the tall wall:

It's definitely not a good idea to get down from there, those people are all stupid, and they don't have a sense of crisis at all, they have to make a noise on the next rope, and with them, you can only die quickly!

And there are zombies just under this wall, and they are already looking for their voices and slowly approaching! This means that these people will face the dilemma of dealing with zombies with their bare hands!

Zombies, if they are the same as in the movie, if they walk slowly, they are not difficult to deal with, after all, they can escape if they can't be beaten, if they are the kind that can run, they can be dealt with if they are small, but if the number is large, things will be difficult to do, maybe they will die if they are surrounded!

Although killing zombies is a mission, the top priority now is to find weapons! Only by finding enough weapons can you kill more zombies! And those evolved zombies, maybe you can only kill them with guns! There is no way out with bare hands!

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After a long circle, completely away from the bustling crowd, Mr. Wesley finally found a suitable spot.

It is located on the edge of the city, there is a large road, and you can vaguely see two different from ordinary private cars on the road, like the silhouette of armored vehicles, and the surrounding area is also empty, no zombies are seen wandering, so you don't have to worry about being attacked as soon as you go.

Having chosen a spot, Mr. Wesley climbed onto the fence and began to try to reach out and tug at the rappelling rope.

Well, yes, it's quite sturdy, and it may be mixed with wire, so it's hard to cut without a special knife, and it's okay to support several people at the same time......

After making sure it was safe, he wrapped a piece of rope around his waist, gently grasped the rope with both hands, and kicked his legs against the wall, falling down one by one.

Wesley, who had served in one of Millican's most elite special forces, the Seahorse Commando, was so skilled in military skills that he used to descend far faster than those on the other side, and in less than a minute, he reached the bottom of the wall and entered the poor city infested by bioviruses.

This is obviously a Chinese city, and the shops on the street around the house are all Chinese square characters of different colors and sizes, which makes people dizzy.

Fortunately, there were no traces of zombies found here for the time being, and Wesley cautiously broke into a shop on the street.

A short time later, he ran out of the shop again, with several layers of thick magazines tied with duct tape on his left arm and a thick wooden stick more than a meter long in his right hand.

It was a makeshift weapon he crafted from things from the shop, his left hand to defend against the zombies' bites, and his right hand to blast the zombies' heads.

With the weapon in his hand, Wesley felt a little relieved, and with a light step, slowly approached the street where the armored car seemed to be parked in his memory.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, with a beastly roar, a zombie with pale skin, ragged clothes, and a badly rotted face, with dead fish eyes, pounced out of a nearby shop!

These zombies can run! Be quick! Aggressive! It's not the kind of slow guy in the movie!

Wesley, after all, has been through a lot of battles, and the more danger he faces, the calmer his heart becomes, and he reacts quickly and begins to respond.

His palms were dry, and the sticks were clenched by his hands, and then ......

"Smack!"

Like hitting a baseball, he swung the stick out with a slam and slammed it straight at the zombie's head.

Years of unremitting training, his arms contain unparalleled strength, once these forces explode, smashing the zombie's head to smithereens.

The zombie paused, shook twice, and then fell to the ground, not moving.

Wesley let out a long sigh.

Oh, sure enough, just like the setting in the movie, the head is their weak point, and if you look at it this way, these zombies are not difficult to deal with!

It's just that killing a zombie is only 1 point, and if I rely on a wooden stick, I can't support 1000 points with my physical strength, so I still have to collect hot weapons.

Analyzing the situation, Wesley continued on his way.

Fortunately, the path he chose was good, there were not many zombies encountered along the way, most of them were single-haunted, and the most dangerous wave was only three, and he knocked his head one by one with a simple Qin King Pillar Twisting Technique.

After traveling for more than ten minutes, Wesley finally saw the two armored vehicles not far away.

Yes, he was not mistakenly read above the enclosure, it was indeed two regular, military, camouflage-bodied armored vehicles!

The two armored vehicles were on one side of the road, and in the middle of the road there was a simple barricade with sandbags, and the bodies of several soldiers in green uniforms were scattered all over the street, barricades, and around the armored vehicles.

It is not difficult to analyze that at the time of the biochemical disaster, this group of soldiers was sent to the city. In order to protect the evacuation of civilians, they laid a barricade here to intercept zombies, but unfortunately in the face of the huge number of zombies, their blocking did not get a good effect, or was broken by the zombies, and they were also eaten and killed.

These soldiers were all Chinese-skinned and dark-haired, and the military uniforms they wore were similar to those of the Chinese soldiers that Wesley had known before, probably Chinese soldiers.

Wesley admired their bravery and sacrifice, but the weapons still had to be taken.

Cautiously approaching the armored vehicle, he began to gather his weapons.

Fortunately, the zombies don't know how to use weapons and can't gnaw steel, so the soldiers' guns are still well kept in place.

At the sight of these firearms, Wesley's eyes lit up immediately.

Hey? This rifle is an Austrian AUG? But the style is a little different, isn't it...... Is it a legendary copy of the Type 95 automatic rifle in China? Well, it must be that the Type 95 didn't run! It's a rarity, and I haven't played it yet......

Since it is the standard equipment of the Chinese army, then this pistol is the Type 92 Black Star pistol of the Chinese army? Sure enough, the black five-pointed star on the handle of this gun is right!

After a period of looting, Wesley had two more Type 95 automatic rifles on his body, an armed belt, two Type 92 Black Star pistols inserted into him, a pair of military high-top leather boots, and a military dagger in each boot, and even two Type 92 Black Star pistols were tied to his calves with scotch tape.

After the looting, he flashed into the armored car next to him and began to check the equipment.

Without the aid of tools, the delicate firearm quickly disintegrated into pieces in his hands.

Oh, the supportless structure, short, air-conductive piston, engineering plastic body, duralumin alloy parts, using Chinese domestic 5.8mm bullets, magazine capacity of 30 rounds, maintenance is not bad......

As a master of firearms, when these parts were reassembled into a complete rifle once again, all the technical information about the gun was deeply engraved in his mind.

Immediately afterwards, he pressed the six extra magazines one by one, and five fragmentation grenades were searched out by him and hung on the armed belt around his waist one by one.

Then the door of the armored car was opened, and Mr. Wesley walked out in full gear.

The corners of his mouth went up.

Haha, everything is ready, next, let's start the killing!