Ning Fan kept moving the angle of the muzzle, and the bullets hit the corpses gathered in front of him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Click, click, the barrel of the gun went off a few times, and there was no more fire.

The rate at which bullets are consumed by high-frequency strafing is extremely enormous. Although only a few minutes had passed, the continuous firing had also consumed a box of hundreds of bullets.

Ning Fan didn't think about it, and according to the previous method, he replaced the last box of magazines.

"Dadada!" Shoot all the zombies in your field of vision!

Of course, Ning Fan has not undergone any machine gun shooting training, so he is not accurate, and the bullets are pouring into the corpses and hitting the bodies of the zombies, which may not be fatal, which also leads to the extremely low efficiency of ammunition. And he didn't have a clear idea of the remaining ammunition, so he just looked at the scene of the slaughter in front of him, and spit out the evil anger in his heart that had been chased by zombies for a long time.

"Ahhh Ning Fan shouted.

After a while, I heard a click again, and when I pressed the fire button again, the muzzle of the gun was unresponsive.

The red barrel of the gun rang a few times, and then it couldn't shoot again.

Ning Fan had already finished all the bullets.

Looking at the empty ammunition box, and the slope of zombies piled up in front of you, the stump and severed limbs all over the ground, and the river of blood - the task is almost complete.

There are only a few zombies left on the floor.

Ning Fan turned over and lay on his back on the ground, and said to the soldier who was still holding the gun: "Okay, it's okay." ”

The soldier shook his head, swallowed and spit, and said vigorously: "No, it's not safe here, I estimate that there should be a lot of zombies in the building, and we must transfer everyone as soon as possible..."

As if confirming the warrior's words, a few more dark shadows appeared at the corner of the staircase.

Ning Fan smiled bitterly: "Transfer? Where can it be transferred? ”

Downstairs are full of infected zombies in the hospital, and I'm afraid that there will be no bones left that will be eaten by zombies as soon as I go out.

The soldier said weakly, "We have sent a distress signal to the command center, and it should be almost there now..."

When Ning Fan heard the news, he said happily: "Someone came to save us?" That's great! Isn't that all right? ”

Before the words fell, he could already hear sporadic gunfire not far away.

The corner of the soldier's mouth opened slightly, and he said: "This is the sound of the 95 rifle, and the person who saved us is about to arrive..... I estimate that it will only take ten minutes at the most, and they will be over.... But they only know the location of this building, they don't know how many floors we are on, and there are so many zombies in the building...... You'd better take all of them down now and wait for them downstairs. ”

Ning Fan turned his head to check the situation of the survivors in the cabin, and the only people who were still in the cabin were the soldiers, Dazi and Lele, and a doctor who was also in a coma.

Ning Fan tried to move his legs, and was pleased to find that after a period of time, his legs were also able to move, he got up, and felt a pain all over his body, and the impact caused by the hard landing of the helicopter completely attacked Ning Fan's body.

He didn't care about the pain, he walked to the doctor first, patted him with his hand, and wanted to wake him up, but he didn't expect the doctor's head to tilt and fall to the ground with his head tilted down, lying on the ground, a deep cut on the back of his head was bottomless, and it was conservatively estimated that it was also a finger deep.

I am afraid that it is unfortunate to be hit by some sharp part at high speed during the impact, so there will be such a wound.

Ning Fan took a deep breath, feeling sorry for the doctor, and finally escaped from the hospital, but he didn't expect to die in the helicopter cabin where he rescued him.

Fate makes people.

Tatsuko and Lele! Ning Fan was secretly shocked in his heart, they would not .....

Ning Fan hurriedly went to the two of them and looked around to see if there were any injuries.

Fate still spared the lives of the two of them, Lele except for some on his face

Minor abrasions, all over the body. Tatsuko was a little unlucky, although the injury was not fatal, but the side of his left calf was pierced by a steel bar, although it should not have hurt the bone, but the left leg should not be able to move because of this penetrating injury.

The warrior held his gun, and kept shooting at the approaching zombies on the floor, and he took the time to say, "I'm blocking these things, you quickly carry all the living away." ”

Walk. How to go.

Do you carry people down one by one?

Down the stairs? Not to mention how many floors this is, just the remaining zombies in the building, Ning Fan can't parry, his hands are handcuffed, he is still carrying a person, and he has no weapons on his body, even if he has a weapon, he won't use it, isn't this just sending himself to the mouth of the zombie?

What to do, what to do! How to get downstairs.

Ning Fan looked around anxiously, just behind the helicopter, outside the building, there were four hanging iron cables, which seemed to be connected to something.

Ning Fan was ecstatic in his heart, lift!

This is a tool similar to an elevator on the construction site, which makes it easy for workers to go up and down the floor.

Appearing here now has indeed helped Ning Fan a lot. If there was no such thing, Ning Fan really didn't know what to do, and he really had to walk down the stairs with people on his back, just kidding!

With the means of transport, Ning Fan began to take the people in the cabin out, and after a short time, Dazi and Lele were already leaning on the railing of the elevator, and the two of them may have entered a deep coma, and they haven't woken up yet, not only this problem, but also Dazi.

When he was on the helicopter, Ning Fan noticed Dazi's abnormality, with fever on the surface of his body and shortness of breath, which was a sign of infection.

And now Dazi, even if he is in a coma, his face is red, Ning Fan remembers, it seems that since last night, his complexion has not changed, there must be a reason for this - it must be infected, otherwise how could this happen.

However, Susan seems to have said that the onset time after the infection is about three minutes, and this night has passed, but Tatsuko has not lost consciousness.

What's going on?

Do you want to save him? What if he turns into a zombie? He may have been infected, but there must be other reasons why he didn't mutate again, and the fact that he didn't get sick for a long time is in front of him.

Ning Fan shook his head vigorously, looking at Dazi, no matter what, he was born and died together and escaped, he is still normal now, he is still a human being, I will save him, if there is no Dazi, he and Lele would not be able to live now.

Ning Fan didn't think about it anymore and turned around to tell the warrior to evacuate.

"Let's go, brothers, the two of them are already on the lifting platform." Ning Fan patted the warrior on the shoulder.

The warrior turned his head sluggishly, looked into Ning Fan's eyes, and said, "Take the gun." ”

Ning Fan inexplicably took the soldier's gun, and was just about to ask, but the soldier had already taken off the three grenades on his waist and stuffed them into Ning Fan's hands.

His gaze began to drift.

"Let's go, the rescue troops should arrive......" He thought for a while, tore off the badge on his chest again, handed it to Ning Fan, and then said: "Please bring it to my comrades-in-arms, let them bring a message to my mother...... Say I'm sorry for her old man..... That's it. ”

An ominous premonition emerged in Ning Fan's heart, and he hurriedly said, "What are you talking about!" We're saved, what stupid are you talking about! ”

The warrior licked his dry mouth and said with an ugly smile: "There is a small cut on the stomach, I'm afraid I won't be able to walk......"

Ning Fan looked down, under the warrior's combat uniform, there was an inconspicuous wound, he took a closer look, what kind of small wound was this, a broken wing, inserted into the warrior's abdomen, sunk into his stomach, and minced the intestines, but because of the entrance, the scar was not conspicuous.

Ning Fan remembered the trembling arm of the soldier before, it was because of the recoil of the rifle, this is the severe pain, the pain of the liver and intestines!

At that time, the pain constantly stimulated the soldiers' sensory nerves, and the intense pain even made the body tremble uncontrollably, but he held on to the muzzle of the gun, and still insisted on raising the gun to shoot, just thinking that he could cover the other people in the cabin to escape safely.

A smile appeared on the warrior's face, "Alright, my mission is complete....... It's good that you survived...... Hurry up, save your people......"

The words are not finished yet.

Ning Fan stared blankly at the soldier who was unable to lower his hand, speechless, holding three grenades in his hand, with a gun hanging around his neck, he touched the soldier's eyes with his hand, and turned to walk.