Yang Wumao seemed to have made up his mind to lower his posture, he quickly pulled out his pistol from his holster and handed it to Toochi. And motioned to the adjutant to hand over the micro rush behind him as well.

Li Youlong took the micro rush and flashed to the side.

Lu Chi took the pistol from Yang Wumao's hand lightly, "Type 92 9mm pistol? In comparison, I still prefer the 5.8mm pistol, which is 2.5 times more lethal than the 9mm......"

Yang Wumao raised his eyebrows, "Unfortunately, the muzzle velocity of the 5.8mm bullet is only 480 m/s. The 9mm 92 adopts an elastic transmitter bracket and launch mechanism, which absorbs the recoil energy of the sleeve when shooting, does not shock the hand, is comfortable to hold, and feels better. ”

"Compared with the 5.8mm pistol, the recoil of the 9mm pistol is obviously larger, and the shooting accuracy is also lower......"

"Insider!" Yang Wumao was not angry at all, he took the initiative to stretch out his hand towards Toochi, "I'm Yang Wumao, are you?" ”

"Late in time, former 52 prison inmate." He stretched out his hand, not at all restrained by the identity of the other party and the tense situation at the moment.

Yang Wumao's eyes condensed slightly, he didn't expect that the other party was actually a felony from Wuer Farm. A felony who is proficient in firearms?

His adjutant looked at him thoughtfully, and whispered a few words in Yang Wumao's ear.

Yang Wumaofei raised his eyebrows, and then he was relieved. No wonder he seems to be somewhat familiar with the name Toochi, it turns out to be the special forces who were once famous all over the world.

"Please come in!" Tossing and stretching out his hand.

Yang Wumao and the adjutant stepped through the isolation door.

Yang Wumao looked at the situation in the prison and asked, "Who is in charge of the prison now?" ”

He smiled, "You're asking our head?" He brought someone to help stop the mutant herd. ”

"Oh......" Yang Wumao glanced at Too Chi again, he didn't expect that the famous Too Chi was also someone else's subordinate, and he concluded from Toochi's words without hesitation that Too Chi seemed to be very convinced of this "head".

As he walked, he remembered the three men who had rushed out of his car.

He only glanced at the three of them cursoryly, and he didn't have much impression. A middle-aged man in his thirties, a sturdy young man in his black charcoal, and a handsome young man in his early twenties.

Which of the three will be the "head"?

His subconscious told him that it should be the thirty-five-year-old middle-aged man.

After passing through the narrow corridor of the isolation net, Yang Wumao suddenly said, "I heard that Wuer Farm was once controlled by the thug Water Peanut?" ”

"It's a dead fight." He didn't say much.

"The situation outside is very bad, I wonder if you will call back your heads, discuss countermeasures first, and everyone will work together to repel zombies and mad beasts first......"

"Don't panic, I'll definitely come back when it's time to go back."

"But once the situation gets out of control, the situation will be irreparable." Yang Wumao said in a serious tone: "With all due respect, I saw the machine gun shooting in the watchtower, which is a pure waste of bullets, maybe you have superpower masters, but no matter how powerful the individual is, it is difficult to defeat many zombies and crazy beasts......"

"What do you mean?" ”

"Let's take over the defense of the perimeter of the prison, the special geographical location of the 52 Prison is difficult to attack and easy to defend, but without my fighters, it is difficult for you to resist, once they are breached, no one in this prison can escape."

"It's okay to cooperate, it's impossible for you to take over completely." He refused without hesitation.

Yang Wumao's adjutant was slightly angry, "But we have entered the 52 Prison, and as far as you are concerned, you have been 100% attacked by the other party, aren't we unlucky?" ”

Tossing and laughing without saying a word.

Seeing that Yang Wumao did not express his position, the adjutant continued: "Although the administration is now paralyzed, you must know that this situation will not last long, and law and order will return sooner or later. Now, perhaps, is a good opportunity for you to make meritorious atonements. Let's have our men take over the defense in full, right now. ”

"The head is not there, you say it's useless to me." ”

The adjutant was just about to speak, but his eyes suddenly became a little stunned.

The group had just crossed the passage corridor and arrived at the playground in the North Prison District.

The playground is brightly lit at this time.

Hundreds of people lined up in three lines and were receiving weapons in front of the flag-raising platform.

It was six or seven women who issued the weapons.

Among them, whether it is Qin Meow, Shen Xiaoqin, Zhan Qiong, or Lan Guiling, Ma Yimei, they are all extremely outstanding women of all ages.

Obviously, neither this group of women, nor the men in the first and third queues on the playground, looked like prison inmates, and the ten young people in the first queue were even younger than high school students.

The adjutant and Yang Wumao glanced at each other in surprise.

In their minds, the people who appeared in the 52 Prison at this time were either prisoners or former farm workers. But it is clear that the characteristics of these people do not look like they come from farms, or even from surrounding counties, especially some of them have a temperament that is more like that of a big city.

Who would trek to the remote Qianmen Prison after the catastrophe? Escaping, even less likely, how risky it is on the road.

Suddenly, Yang Wumao's pupils shrank sharply.

Wan Wei and Liu Xiaodong, who were standing in the first queue, were a little itchy while waiting, the two belonged to the first sequence of team resource compensation, and the members of the two teams not only ate beef and radish soup, but also gave each of them a cup of first-class mutant ox blood.

At this time, their physical functions have been greatly strengthened, and they are at the moment of bursting with strength, and they can't help but want to try their hands and feet.

The confrontation between the two martial arts schools is really terrifying.

As far as boxing and leg techniques are concerned, they have surpassed the public, skilled sanda skills, and outstanding foundations, not to mention the sound of the fierce wind brought out by the punches and feet and the sound of the intersection of the fists of "bang bang bang".

With a muffled sound, Liu Xiaodong kicked Wan Wei into the stone pillar in the corridor with a high whip leg, Wan Wei immediately got up as if he was fine, patted his chest, grinned and said, "Come again!" ”

But Yang Wumao clearly saw that the stone pillar was bent steeply, and countless cement fragments exploded, revealing the bent steel bars inside.

How much power does this have to be?

The adjutant's momentum suddenly dropped rapidly, and his eyebrows were full of shock.

Tang Yun, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, "Stop." Now is not the time for you to frolic around. ”

The two young people, who were vigorous and full of blood, stuck out their tongues one by one and obediently returned to stand in line.

Seeing that Yang Wumao and the adjutant looked like ghosts, they looked at the survivors on the field.

Yang Wumao has been a soldier for 20 years, and his observation of brave warriors is far better than ordinary people, and he instantly saw that the survivors on the field are not ordinary, because the aura they exude is like hanging the word strong on their bodies as a label.

Including a fat man with glasses, with a big belly and expensive clothes, obviously like a big boss, but his fair and fleshy face actually exudes the aura of a strong man.

This kind of breath, Yang Wumao has only seen it in a few elites of the special forces of the military region.

Could it be that they are all legendary superpower masters? Yang Wumao thought of this, no matter how strong his heart was, he couldn't help beating wildly.

At this time, Zhan Qiong handed over a handful of 81 rifles and bullets to the team members, and at the same time explained that they must put on bayonets, "The head said, in close combat with zombies, cold weapons are very important, and the bayonet accurately stabs the head of zombies, which is better than three bullets." Bullets are a scarce substance, use one less one, it is not necessary, everyone try to use cold weapons. ”

Yang Wumao looked at Zhan Qiong in surprise, such a young girl, commanding Ruoding, with a single glance, and even reminded him.

In retrospect, he recalled, his troops had relied too much on hot weapons, but not very well, and cold weapons were indeed more effective than bullets at some point.

Seeing the shocked expressions of the two, he said, "Do you want to go and see the battle of our team members first?" Practice is the only criterion for testing truth. ”