Chapter Seventy-Two: Dragging Feet

"Damn, I shouldn't be really heavenly......"

I don't know how long it took, Wen Qing's consciousness returned to his brain again with the continuous tinnitus. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In addition to the ringing in his ears, he felt as if he had been put in a stone in his head when he was unconscious, unusually heavy, and even lifting his eyelids was very difficult to do, and his whole body was as sluggish as an old machine that was about to rust and fall apart.

"Sir, you're awake!" It took Wen Qing a few minutes to get used to his current state, and at the same time, M4's voice also reached his ears, but it seemed that the girl seemed to be a little far away from him, so far away that her voice Wen Qing could barely hear it.

Wen Qing opened his mouth lightly to make M4 shout, but the burning pain in his throat prevented him from making a sound, as if a fire was burning in his throat.

"Yes, it looks like it's not in heaven yet." Feeling the pain in various parts of his body, Wen Qing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, dead people don't feel pain.

He didn't rush to open his eyes to find out where M4 was calling him, but continued to maintain his original position and slowly regained his strength, listening to the faint but unusually dense gunfire around him, Hank and the others seemed to be in a fierce exchange of fire with those J'avo.

"It's not like I'm holding you back." Thinking of this, Wen Qing couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he had always maintained the idea that 'those who drag their feet only deserve to die in the last days', but he didn't expect to become the kind of person he hates this time, this experience is really uncomfortable.

"Sir, sir, are you alright!?" As if seeing that Wen Qing was unresponsive, the girl's voice with urgency and nervousness sounded faintly again.

"I'm not waiting for my strength to recover and open my eyes in one go......" Wen Qing sighed again in his heart, but it seemed that this method would not work.

"Ah......h

When he saw the girl's face that was close at hand, Wen Qing understood that it was not how far away M4 was from him, but that his hearing was affected by his eyes in the previous explosion.

"How's it going?" Thinking of this, he couldn't help but ignore the serious protests of all parts of his body, and struggled to support his body with his arms, he couldn't hear his own voice, so he didn't know what his current volume and voice were.

Taking advantage of this time, Wen Qing tried to open his eyes wide, and forcibly endured the sourness caused by not adapting to the stimulation of the light, observing the surrounding situation.

She was now half-lying on a floor made of smooth white tiles, and M4 was half-crouching beside her, while the girl was shooting out from the black box in front of her, and the gunshots that she had felt unusually loud were now like mosquitoes flying not far from her ears.

M4's mouth kept opening as if she was saying something, but unfortunately it mixed with the sound of the rifle in her hand firing into Wen Qing's ears, which were now on the verge of being scrapped, and turned into a mess of noise, and she couldn't hear anything clearly.

"Forget it, the ears are temporarily useless now, let's see with our eyes." Wen Qing struggled to twist his head to look around, trying to figure out where he was now, after a period of adaptation, he could now basically see his surroundings clearly.

He thought he might have been taken to a house by M4 and Hank, but it wasn't until he realized how wrong he was.

The white tiles, the white walls, the white ceiling, the narrow space, and the red and white umbrella sign printed on the wall not far away, I am in a private house, and I am clearly in the passage of a facility in Ambrera!

"Damn, how did they get to such a place!?" The dizziness and pain that had filled his head disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a deep shock, wasn't he still in the woods before he fell unconscious, why did they run to Ambrella's facility with him now!?

Thinking of this, Wen Qing immediately began to look for Hank's figure, and finally saw the man who was also hiding behind a black box that had fallen to the ground, and kept firing at the other side of the passage with a gun.

As if telepathically, when Wen Qing looked at him, Hank also happened to turn his head to look at Wen Qing, the red lens of the gas mask and the confused and shocked eyes were in a straight line.

“Fuck! You're finally awake! Looking at Wen Qing, who was half-lying on the ground with his eyes reopened, Hank couldn't help but shout, but the latter responded to his bewildered expression.

M4 was talking with his mouth moving so that Wen Qing could see that she was talking, but Hank's gas mask stayed on his face all day, making Wen Qing guess that it was as difficult as it was for Illidan to talk to himself now than it was for Illidan to see Tyrelll's face when he was still in an angelic state.

"Sir's hearing hasn't recovered yet, so don't waste your efforts." M4 retracted back into the back of the box, changing magazines as he explained to Hank what was going on, "And it seems to have a slight concussion. ”

“Fuck!” Hearing her words, Hank couldn't help but curse angrily again, although this kid was not hit by shrapnel from the rocket, but judging from his current state, he is almost the same as a waster, at least for the time being.

"Let's go, take that kid and keep retreating!" Looking at the J'avos on the other side of the passage who had been mowing stubble after stubble like weeds, Hank decisively waved his hand and motioned for everyone to continue retreating.

At this time, the passage was already covered with J'avo's corpses, mutated and unmutated, long human hands and legs or long insect hands and insect legs, human heads or tentacles, all types, and Hank couldn't remember how many waves of attacks this was.

"If we move any further in, we'll be inside this facility!" Hearing his words, Bell, who was squatting next to him and supporting Hank with Wenqing's AK12, couldn't help but exclaim.

"The inside is the inside, it's better than turning into a hornet's nest here and feeding the zombies! Live a little longer is a while! ”

Hank waved his hand decisively, and then tugged hard at the corner of Bell's clothes.

"The old rule, you withdraw first, and I will break later!"