To be honest, Yang also did this, and it was really not impulsive.

From the bottom of his heart, Yang Yi is still a kind person, but in the last days, kindness is impossible to show. It's not easy for a group of women, seeing that it's not easy to succeed, but there are such a number of zombies, if no one attracts these zombies, this group of women may return in vain.

"Forget it, it's a rare good thing."

As for whether good people have good rewards, Yang didn't think about it, he just didn't want this group of self-reliant women to die in the hands of zombies.

So from the moment he decided, Yang Yi took out the 56 style and ran away against the zombies.

In front of outsiders, Yang Yi is of course running at the speed of a normal person.

Yang is also very unfamiliar with guns.

When I bought it two days ago, there was no place for Yang Yi to try it in the settlement. For ordinary people, before the end of the world, even the vast majority of people have not been touched. An ordinary college student like Yang Yi only tried to shoot three bullets during military training, and all of them hit the sky. Other than that, he never touched a gun again.

However, now that the situation is urgent, Yang Yi can't care about it so much, he takes out the gun, and when he runs not far from the zombies, he shoots at the zombies.

If Yang Yi is allowed to accurately hit the zombie's head, this is simply impossible.

But now Yang Yi's purpose is just to get their attention, and this quasi-head is fearless. But the advantage of the submachine gun is that it is aimed at a densely numbered enemy. Now the number of zombies surging out is nearly a thousand, even if it is the first time to touch the gun, as long as the muzzle of the gun is aimed at the zombies, it is not a problem to hit a few at all.

The rear frustration of the 56 type is not large, and as the plate machine is buckled, Yang Yihu's mouth shook slightly, and a tongue of fire appeared on the muzzle.

The bullet hit a few zombies, staggering them, but instead of being in a critical position, it only angered them and became more and more irritable.

"Damn, this marksmanship is terrible, isn't it?"

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, and started running with the 56 style. For zombies, Yang Yi knows best, now is not a doppelganger, it is better to be careful when the speed is pulled, Yang Yi does not want to act as a hero, and becomes a cold corpse.

The only way to attract zombies is to keep strafing them and take them as far away from the supermarket as possible.

This is the first time Yang Yi has done this job.

When he was in the doppelganger, Yang Yi had already swung his knife up, anyway, the doppelganger was caught a few times by the zombie man, and there was no. But now the body is running, as long as it cuts through the skin, after three or four hours, it will become their kind, and become a zombie wandering the city.

The "da-da" strafing shot swept the thighs of the two zombies, and they staggered to the ground, trampled by the zombies behind them.

A fluke bullet lifted a zombie's head in half, and it fell directly to the ground, losing its deformed life form.

Yang also bypassed the group of zombies and ran in the direction of the residential area.

The zombies in the back chased after each other, and the aura of the survivors made them extremely irritable.

The sound of submachine guns attracted the attention of more zombies, and they poured out of the community. A large number of lurker zombies, after being alarmed, got up from one corner after another and added to the zombie group. Thousands of zombies filled the streets and alleys of this area in a matter of moments.

After sweeping a magazine, Yang didn't care about shooting at the zombies, and found a magazine while running, but he couldn't put it on several times.

This area is not large, mainly with a few electronic processing factories, a political axe unit living quarters on the side, a small newspaper office, and two residential quarters. The population should be around 10,000. But the small area, under the sound of gunfire, almost all the zombies were attracted.

Looking at the zombies emerging in front of the street, Yang Yi's brows furrowed.

"Don't worry about it for now, life matters."

Yang Yi carried the gun, put it on his back, then pulled out the dogleg knife, and then with a bounce, he grabbed the tree skill of a mango tree on the side of the street with both hands, and climbed to the tree in two clicks.

Almost as soon as Yang Yi climbed the tree, the zombies below rushed over.

Several groups of zombies poured out quickly converged and surrounded Yang Yituan.

The sound of "woo" was connected into one.

Anyway, he has been in the zombie world for more than half a month, and Yang can also hear that this kind of "whining" sound is a kind of excitement when he finds his prey, and under this whining sound, it will attract all the zombies in the vicinity here. What the survivors are most afraid of is the whining sound of zombies, which almost means that there is no chance of escape.

Yang Yi carefully climbed on the mango tree, and below it was a dense crowd of zombies, some of which were scratching at the tree, trying to climb up.

Sitting down on a fork, Yang also calmly loaded the magazine.

Taking out the water from the bag, Yang Yi didn't care about the more and more zombies below, but drank the water and nibbled on the compressed biscuits.

To be honest, after being in the zombie pile for so long, Yang Yi can't talk about being afraid of zombies at all, what kind of zombie he hasn't seen? No matter how disgusting the zombies are, he has encountered them all. In the face of zombies, his heart has long been like water, facing it calmly, and his face does not change.

After eating the compressed biscuits, Yang Yi glanced at the street where he was located, crowded with zombies, as many as thousands, and there were more farther away, but they couldn't squeeze in.

"Hehe" smiled, Yang Yi put the gun on his back, climbed out with a thick branch, and then grabbed the anti-theft net on the side, and climbed up the anti-theft net towards this residential building. I just chose this mango tree, because I fancy that its branches grow on the edge of these residential buildings, so that Yang Yi can escape these zombies smoothly.

Seeing Yang Yi leaving, the zombies below whined, and some of the murderous ones actually stepped on the bodies of their companions and wanted to climb up.

But this height, far from being able to do it, soon fell to the ground.

"If you want to catch up with Lao Tzu, you can evolve and evolve again!" Yang was also proud, and in a few clicks he climbed up to the five-and-a-half-story residential building.

It's just that Yang Yi, who was still proud just now, quickly made a bitter face, because he found that the iron gate leading to the bottom of the residential building was locked. This is just a small trouble, the real trouble is that Yang Yi just didn't pay attention, the residential building he climbed up was readable, and it had already been surrounded by zombies below.

"Spit out, it's too much to memorize, right?"

Yang Yi looked around, and there were all black zombies below, one by one making a whining sound, and some of them were already colliding with the iron door below, making a "bang" sound.

All of a sudden, his mood fell to the lowest point, and this kind of result was not what Yang Yi wanted at all.

What's even worse is that this residential building is in the form of rental, and Yang's appearance, the zombies remaining in the building, soon appeared on the roof of the building, through the iron door, and Yang Yi opened his teeth and claws, constantly opening his mouth and cracking his teeth. They tugged desperately at the iron door, making a loud "clang" sound, shaking the lock so violently that it slammed up.

Now Yang Yi regretted it: "Your sister, it's okay for Lao Tzu to be kind, damn, I knew that I cared about the life and death of those women, and if it was really a good person, there was no good reward." ”

(Ask for recommendation votes...... Guys, Lao Yu only hopes that the thousands of brothers in the collection can vote for this book every week, and once a week, isn't it too much? ）

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