Alice, "No kidding. The others were also looking at Fu Hao, and their expressions were similar, thinking that Fu Hao was joking.

Fu Hao, "I'm not kidding. ”

Benjamin, "Although we know your knife skills are good. However, this is also too exaggerated. ”

Wren, "So many zombies...... You can't kill it all. ”

Alice's hand was on Fu Hao's shoulder, looking at him, obviously not wanting him to take such a risk.

Fu Hao patted her hand and said, "Don't worry, there's no problem." I'm sure. ”

Everyone was ready again.

Kaplan walked over to the large, shiny metal door, "Really, open the door?" ”

The remaining six people were all standing behind Fu Hao and looking at him. This is obviously a huge adventure.

At this time, facing the crackling iron door, nothing can make people relax.

Fu Hao nodded and said, "Of course it's really open." He looked back at the few people who had come out of the main room. Everyone's faces were solemn.

"You're all standing at the door of the main room. I'm in front. ”

Fu Hao pointed to a floor line on the ground near the corridor of the main room and said, "If they exceed this line, you will shoot again." Otherwise, don't fire. Everyone be steady, don't hit the wrong person. ”

Wren, Matt, and the others all nodded, and then stood in the back in a fan shape.

Kaplan stood next to the door.

Although everyone has just re-armed, there is some confidence. But at this time, listening to the sound of zombies banging on the door, everyone began to get a little nervous again.

All were inhaling deeply.

Alice's hand was gripping the grip of the rifle, releasing and clenching.

Kaplan in front of the door took a sharp breath and pushed the handle of the door up hard. Everyone's cheeks were clenched, and the muzzles of their guns were pointed at the door.

Only Fu Hao was alone, standing at the door, holding two knives. Seems relaxing.

Three hundred zombies. That number doesn't sound like much. But in essence, that's just a false impression left by some historical war novels.

In the movie "Loyal Yang Family General", the seventh son of the Yang family went to rescue Yang Ye in the siege of the Liao army. Lead your squad into a flood of enemies. After the total destruction of the enemy army. The villain boss Liao Army General only said, "Two hundred people, it's worth it to find out the reality of the Yang family." ”

Two hundred centaurs!

It's the same as a movie or a game where thousands of people are chopped at every turn. That scene is more realistic.

In reality, a class in an ordinary middle school has about 50 students. Three hundred students is about six classes, which is equivalent to the number of students in one grade.

When the students of a grade poured in at once, it was almost the effect that Fu Hao was facing now.

The only good thing is that the door is narrower. This limits the number of them rushing in.

In fact, the door was not opened at all, but was pushed open, when the handle on the door lock was lifted by Kaplan. The door was violently slammed open.

Zombies swarm.

At that moment, everyone's bodies crumbled.

The twin knives in Fu Hao's hands unfolded, with a hint of softness. When the sword technique is promoted to the master level. The knife is no longer a tool of barbarism. It's a work of art.

The double knives in Fu Hao's hands attacked left and right. The four zombies that pounced on them were cut by the knives like flying catkins.

The corpses of zombies fell to the ground in free fall like scrap cloth in the wind.

Fu Hao heard a prompt in his ear, "Congratulations, you killed a zombie, and you got a reward of 200 points." ”

"Congratulations, you killed a zombie and you got a reward of 200 points......"

Hordes of zombies, pounce one after another.

The six people who were guarding the back with guns were all in tension. Everyone was holding their guns tightly, and everyone's hearts were pounding.

At the beginning, Fu Hao still had some unbearable feelings. There are too many zombies swarming in.

Even a master-level double knife technique will have hectic and loopholes.

Zombies, there is no way to escape because of morale problems. Every enemy is a dead soldier, and they have no drawbacks at all, except that they are relatively slow.

Fu Hao killed the zombies who escaped around him twice in a row. I started to get used to it.

He danced with two swords, as if dancing in a crowd of zombies. The knife is as cold as ice, and the zombie is like the petals blown away in the wind.

Corpses and a foul stench filled the main control room. The corpses slowly began to pile up.

Fu Hao and the zombies who poured in slowly had corpses under their feet, almost all of them were standing on the zombies layer by layer to fight.

Everyone behind them went from worrying, nervous and fearful at the beginning, to slowly opening their mouths in shock. Because of all the zombies that rushed in, none of them could escape those two knives.

Each one was left behind. Each one is a ghost.

And it wasn't long before there were so many corpses that they had accumulated so much that even these gunmen standing behind them began to have nowhere to stand. They can only stand on top of dead bodies.

The corpse was like water, and the tide rose up. The entire space was filled with the stench of corpses, and there were black, uncoagulated blood clots, soaked everywhere.

Everybody's nose was whining, no one was making a sound, no one was talking. Just watching that horrible scene.

Fu Hao slashed with both hands, and his knife skills became more and more familiar.

Legend has it that in the 80s of the Celestial Empire, one of the strongest chefs in Beijing practiced his cooking skills. After killing countless chickens, he summed up his own method of killing chickens and solving chickens, which is called the four knives of chickens.

Kill a chicken with four precise knives and disassemble it. It's all bulls.

And Fu Hao's knife skills at this time gradually began to be purified by him.

He began to be more and more precise, with each knife, no more or no less, just cutting off the zombie's cervical vertebrae. Each knife is measured like a ruler.

If a professional forensic doctor had been here to identify the corpses, he would have found that most of these zombies had only been stabbed once.

A knife to life, never aftermath.

The raging zombie-killing campaign has finally come to an end.

The four task forces, along with Matt and Alice, all stood in a daze on the thick carpet of corpses.

These complete zombie corpses are like being produced on an assembly line.

As the last zombie was stabbed in the neck, he slowly fell to his knees on the ground.

Fu Hao let out a sigh and stuck the knife on the zombie on the ground. The prompt in my ear, "Congratulations, you killed a zombie and you got a reward of 200 points." ”

"Congratulations, you killed a zombie and you got a reward of 200 points."

"Congratulations, you killed a zombie and you got a reward of 200 points."

"Congratulations, you killed a zombie and you got a reward of 200 points......"

This kind of prompt sound, from the beginning of the first zombie killing, has been ringing until now.

PS: Sorry for the power outage in the afternoon. The call did not come from three o'clock until after nine o'clock in the evening. The second patch will stick to writing. But it will be late to come up, and friends who are waiting for more are better to watch it tomorrow.