Chapter 471: There are always things in life that are inexplicable
"Phew!"
A gunshot rang out, and the skull of a zombie roaming the street was torn open by a bullet, and the entire skull exploded and fell to the ground.
After the shot, Wesley quickly put away his gun and circled between the houses, changing his position.
After nearly two hours of exploring the map, he was already basically familiar with the characteristics of these zombies.
They are extremely sensitive to hearing, and if they make a sound, they will roar and swarm in search of blood food. In addition to hearing, they also rely on their sense of smell at close range, and when they are close to them about four or five meters, even if they do not make a sound, they will smell and be attacked.
And their vision is completely degraded, useless, and completely an ornament, for example, Wesley has seen several eyeballs rot, and zombies with hollow eye sockets can quickly find the location of people around them, so as to launch an attack.
Escaping danger, Wesley found a safe rooftop, sat down to rest, and reloaded the empty magazine.
While loading, he was still silently counting in his heart:
Well, 183 ordinary zombies were killed, 10 special zombies were killed, and if the special one was 5 points, it would be 233 points......
Sure enough, the points for killing ordinary zombies are still too slow, and you still have to find a special zombie to kill that has evolved! However, I don't know what this second-evolution zombie looks like......
According to the statistics just now, the more you go to the city center, the more zombies there are, and the greater the chance of encountering special zombies that have evolved, so you still have to go to the middle.
But to be honest, the technology of this Chinese is really strong, this game map is no different from the real world, as well as this firearm, this recoil, this smell of gunpowder burning, and the feedback of this trigger pull, which is basically the same as in reality, all too real!
Wait a minute! Since the Chinese have mastered such a powerful technology, and even made it into civilian entertainment products and sold it to us, will they also use this technology in the military?
This technology is obviously very promising for military training, exercises, military simulations...... It can be used in all aspects, such as soldiers practicing marksmanship, doesn't it just rely on practice to make perfect? After firing 100,000 rounds of ammunition with heart, a fool can also shoot like a god, and he can hit 100 shots.
But when it comes to guns, although Huaguo's guns are barely usable, and the accuracy is okay, but in the end they are still not used to it, if only I could bring in my old guys.
……
"Whew!"
Just as Wesley was thinking, a low roar interrupted his thoughts.
Searching for the direction of the sound, Wesley looked down from the rooftop.
At this glance, his eyes lit up!
Special Zombies! There's a special zombie down there!
It was a huge zombie that was obviously much stronger than ordinary zombies, his height was nearly two meters five, his muscles were unscientifically skyrocketing, his clothes had already been broken by muscles, revealing the dark cyan perverted body below, the blood vessels on his body were constantly bulging and swimming like a python, and there were still pieces of gray and raised cuticles on his skin, as if he was wrapped in a pair of armor, his neck was surprisingly thick, his head was also thick and strong, his face was hideous, full of oppression, and it looked indescribably terrifying.
This special zombie was rampaging through the streets, and his strength was amazing, and the car that was blocking the road was lifted by his hand and flipped out.
It roared and roared, and rushed straight ahead for the simple purpose of hunting down a black player not far in front of him and using him as food.
The black player, who was also wearing a novice cotton T-shirt and shorts, had a terrified face on his face, and as he ran for his life, he kept pulling the Type 92 Black Star pistol in his hand, firing lethal bullets one after another.
But his marksmanship was obviously very poor, one magazine missed, most of the bullets missed the target, I don't know where they went, and the few that only hit the strong body of this special zombie, hitting the thick armor, not an inch.
These tickling attacks obviously didn't do much damage to the special zombie, but instead fueled his anger, becoming more and more violent, and even the speed of his progress increased.
This black player has obviously lost his square inch a long time ago, even if the bullets in the pistol in his hand have been fired, he is still constantly pulling the trigger, wanting to fire more bullets, to give himself a sense of security, and his mouth is constantly screaming.
The special zombie strode forward, getting closer and closer to him, getting closer and closer......
"What a noob...... Wesley laughed, then leaned on the edge of the rooftop, holding his shoulder against the Type 95 automatic rifle in his hand.
"Phew!" "Phew!" "Phew!"
A beautiful triple burst, three 5.8mm rifle bullets cut through a graceful curve, almost in a string, and all of them hit the head of the special zombie without missing a beat.
Then, as expected, a huge bullet hole appeared in the hideous and ferocious head, and its huge body stopped at once, and fell to the ground, not moving.
The reason why three shots were fired was also the result of Wesley's careful calculations, this kind of power-type evolutionary zombie actually has a layer of cuticles on its head, and if it only hits the weakest temple, it may not be able to pass through the tough and protective layer.
Therefore, the best way to penetrate this layer of defense is to hit him in the same direction of the temple on the head in succession, and send a hard bullet into his brain with a single chiseling blow.
This is a very difficult operation for ordinary players to complete even if they have a high multiplier aim in hand, but for Wesley, even if he only has the rifle's own machine sight, this is just an ordinary operation.
Killed another special one!
If you have these points, it should be mine, right? That guy didn't get a few shots. Why doesn't this game have a hint or something? How many points have just been obtained, and how many points have been accumulated so far, just indicate it, otherwise it is all up to the players to guess themselves, wouldn't it be too troublesome? These Chinese people have limited experience in making games, and they don't know how to put people first, and give players exact hints to improve the playability of the game!
With a sneer, Wesley turned his gun back on the black man crouched behind a car on the street below, looking around.
The best way to guarantee a victory, of course, is to reduce the number of competitors.
So, I'm sorry, you're my prey too!
"Phew!"
The black head of the bald black man exploded, and his body fell, and soon turned into a point of light and dissipated into the air.
Wesley nodded in satisfaction.
Well, yes, it's time to go downstairs! Sweep up the zombies and head to the city center!
Suddenly, he heard an unusual sound.
He hurriedly looked back.
I saw a helicopter flying down the far wall, heading towards the city center with the characteristic hum of the propeller swing.
Hey? How can there be a helicopter? Could it be that they are sending supplies? But why did it go downtown?
Puzzled, Wesley continued to observe.
The helicopter stopped on the roof of a tall building in the city center, and then took off again, heading back the way it came.
What's going on? It threw supplies on that rooftop? What is the supply? A special item for killing super zombies? Still is......
"Ding Dong" was a crisp system prompt sound, and then there was a long paragraph of Chinese dialect that I didn't understand.
Immediately afterward, Wesley found himself imprisoned and unable to make any movements.
Then, his body began to turn into countless points of light and dissipate, just like the black man he had killed earlier.
What's going on? There's no reason why someone can hit me in my position......
A feeling of weightlessness, a sense of trance.
It went dark, then brighter, and Wesley found himself back in the room where the white ball of light had floated in the beginning.
He's confused, who can tell me what the hell is going on?