If you want to say which places are most likely to break out in the zombie apocalypse, Wen Qing will definitely name three places without thinking: hospitals, police stations, and shopping malls. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The hospital is a place to accommodate the wounded, in the early stage of the zombie virus outbreak, when humans do not know about the zombie creature, there will be a lot of bites and infected people are sent in for treatment, and then often the doctor thinks that the patient is still saved, and the patient himself gives up the treatment, and then holds the beautiful nurse in front of him and opens his mouth to gnaw, well, eat until the stomach can be together forever.

The nature of the police station is similar to that of the hospital, and the zombies are often recognized as mentally ill people and are caught in the bureau, which is often accompanied by the bitten of some police officers, and the righteous police station becomes a slaughterhouse.

Not to mention places like shopping malls, one person becomes a zombie, and the whole mall suffers, of course, it is not excluded that some 'lucky people' are trampled to death before they are bitten or turned into zombies.

And the place where Wen Qing is now is a police station in one of the high-risk places, or rather, a slaughterhouse that turns the sky upside down.

"Poof!" With a muffled sound, a zombie who was chained to a pipe and kept struggling was blasted in the head by Wen Qing, and the black and thick blood splashed on the wall.

At this time, with the efforts of ump9 and M4A1, the dozen or so policemen who had turned into zombies in the hall had all been emptied, and now the two women were searching room by room on the first floor to prevent the existence of corpses that had escaped the net.

"Sure enough, the police station is one of the places that the protagonist must visit in every post-apocalyptic novel." Wen Qing bent down and took out a gun that seemed to have not been used from the corpse of a police officer zombie who had lost his head, and fiddled with it, with many years of CS and CF experience, he felt that this should be a police USP, it seems that the dream of experiencing a billion brains back then, the mouse still has a role.

If each officer had a gun, he could be provided with at least 20 standard pistols on this trip, and more than 240 rounds of pistol ammunition if they were all loaded with 12 rounds.

"It's a lot of sour just thinking about it." Wen Qing smacked his lips, no wonder everyone who has entered the police station in the last days can be mixed with a survivor boss at worst.

"Whew......" Just as Wen Qing was thinking about how to use these guns and ammunition, a low roar suddenly came from the second floor, and then, the wooden doors on the second floor that were originally closed were cracked one after another, and a group of zombies in police uniforms staggered out from inside.

"One, three, six......" Looking at the more and more zombies on the second floor, Wen Qing couldn't help but swallow his saliva, he was alone now.

", fight!" After gritting his teeth, Wen Qing still gave up asking for help from the two girls who had entered the police station, if he couldn't solve this zombie, what would he talk about to protect them in the future?

Taking advantage of the fact that the zombies on the second floor had not yet discovered his kung fu, Wen Qing quickly dragged a desk and placed it at the top of the stairs, according to experience, eighty percent of these zombies who had problems even walking would roll down the stairs directly.

He's just a student who has never touched a gun and just became an adult this year, let him not play a little clever and face these zombies, give him a hundred dares not dare, this is not a game, Wen Qing is not a player sitting in front of the computer, he is the protagonist now!

At the same time, the zombies upstairs also found the big living people who were moving things to block the staircase in the hall on the first floor, and the group of corpse brothers who didn't know how long they had been hungry suddenly went crazy, and one by one they threw themselves on the railing and stretched out their hands towards Wen Qing below, and the other part limped towards the stairs step by step.

"Roar!" A zombie brother seemed to be lying on the railing too hard, and he climbed over the railing and planted himself on the first floor.

"Click......" Under Wen Qing's horrified gaze, the benevolent brother landed on the marble floor of the hall with a perfect face, and then his head exploded like a watermelon on the ground......

"It's just off the beaten path." Wen Qing shook his head, don't go up the stairs, you have to play some zombie fall, you see, let's get away.

Taking advantage of the fact that the zombie was still some distance away from the stairs, he tried to raise the USP in his hand and aimed at the corpse brother who was walking in front.

"Damn, it's not the same as the shooting perspective in a first-person shooter."

With Wen Qing's complaint, the firearm in his hand let out the first roar, and then, a cloud of smoke burst out from the wall behind the corpses......

"Grass! Do you want to be so outrageous!? In the angry roar of the Wen officials, the zombie with the head walked smoothly to the stairs on the second floor, and then rolled down from it with a kick in the air.

"Boom!" There was a muffled sound from the tables blocking the staircase.

"I don't believe it's not accurate at this distance!" Through the gap between the guardrails on the side of the staircase, Wen Qing almost pressed the muzzle of the gun against the zombie's head.

"Bang!" Another gunshot rang out, and this time, the zombies finally didn't move.

Before Wen Qing could catch his breath, the second and third zombies rolled down the stairs and slammed into the table.

"Go on, come and die!" Wen Qing repeated his old trick, although the head of a zombie was not facing the guardrail, but it was quickly covered by the zombies rolling down from behind.

As more and more zombies rolled down the stairs, Wen Qing found a problem, the height difference between the table and the ground had now been almost filled in under the zombies' stacking game!

"Whew......" The last zombie to roll down the stairs easily climbed onto the table, then fell from the table to the ground, struggling to get up.

Seeing this scene, Wen Qing's mind suddenly went blank for a while, and then almost subconsciously rushed forward, pressed the muzzle of the gun on the zombie's head and pulled the trigger.

"A ......" looked at the zombies who climbed onto the table and fell to the ground one after another, Wen Qing counted in a low voice, and shot each zombie who fell to the ground in the head like shooting a death row prisoner.

"Nine ......" fell as the words fell, and there were no more moving creatures at the staircase except for Wen Qing.

"Boom!" There was a muffled sound in the hall, and another zombie tumbled off the railing on the second floor, but it didn't hit the ground with its face.

Wen Qing walked step by step towards the zombie who was struggling to stand up on the ground, and when it finally stood up half of its body, the still steaming muzzle of the gun was pressed against his head.

"Click!" As Wen Qing pulled the trigger again, the USP pistol in his hand suddenly sounded with a metal crisp sound, and there were no bullets!

"Running out of bullets so soon?" Wen Qing's heart was shocked, there were no bullets at a critical time, isn't this a plot that only appears in bloody TV series!?

"Roar!" The zombie with the muzzle of the gun to his head let out a roar and bent over to hug him.

"Damn, don't think that Lao Tzu can't cure you if he runs out of bullets!" Wen Qing was in a hurry, and slapped the pistol that had been emptied of bullets as a brick on the zombie's face.

Then, the zombie brother jerked back onto the ground.

When it was about to stand up again, what came into its sight was Su Chen's rapidly enlarging soles.