The broken wings on the top of the helicopter were turning in circles weakly, and the nose cockpit had been ignited by the huge friction caused by the continuous impact, and the pilot in the cockpit sat motionless on the seat with his head tilted, and his body was pierced by four steel bars sticking out of the cement wall, nailed to the seat. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The only sound in my ears was the sound of my own breathing and the screeching of the red light siren in the cabin.

The air was filled with the smell of motor oil.

The strange black shadow on the other side of the floor slowly approached this side, with bright yellow hard hats and dark gray clothes, it should be migrant workers living on the construction site, who will live in the building for the night in order to earn a little more wages. Who would have thought that when he opened his eyes again, he would go to another world.

Ning Fan turned his head, wanting to see more clearly, his eyes turned in the direction of the black shadows, but his gaze moved slowly.

The violent impact caused his head to suffer a lot of concussion, resulting in a temporary unresponsiveness, which was still due to the wearing of the seat belt, if he hadn't wrapped himself in the seat a few times, he was afraid that he would have fainted.

Both Lele and Tatsuko fell into their seats and fell unconscious.

More and more living corpses appeared in the level, they smelled the smell of flesh in the air, and followed the scent, gradually approaching the wreckage of the helicopter, with a firm and wavering step, like religious pilgrims, but what they believed in was blood and human flesh.

Looking at the group of corpses getting closer and closer, and a cabin of unconscious people, isn't this a sumptuous meal that can be eaten with an open mouth for this group of hungry zombies?

Ning Fan tried to move his body, but he was almost unconscious all over his body, and only his left index finger could bend slightly.

"Click!" Short, continuous gunshots came from the side.

Ning Fan turned his head to look, and in the corner of the cabin, a PLA soldier was holding a 95 rifle, shooting at the approaching zombies.

Something was wrong, the soldier's arm holding the gun was shaking, I don't know if it was because of the recoil of the bullet or something else.

Ning Fan bit the tip of the teeth on the roof of his mouth into his lips hard, and the dry lips were easily bitten by the teeth and bleeding.

Hiss, sharp stinging.

But the pain also stimulated his cerebral cortex and activated his body's senses.

Looking at the group of corpses that were getting closer and closer, Ning Fan shouted in his heart,

Move me!

He flexed his fingers and tried to regain consciousness.

Arm, left arm!

A subtle feeling of soreness came from the arm, and the familiar touch came back into the arm, which was great! I felt it!

Ning Fan struggled to move his arm, and after a while, he finally raised his hand. Looking at the group of corpses in a circle, knowing that time was pressing, he quickly used his left hand to untie the seat belt that was wrapped around his body. Because he still has handcuffs on his wrists, his left arm, which has not recovered much consciousness, still has his right arm, which makes it even more inconvenient to move.

Laboriously untied the chair straps wrapped around his body, a task that was usually easily completed, but now it took more than ten minutes.

Without the fixation of the chair strap, he fell face down on the cabin floor with a "snap".

Not to mention that his face was in pain, his hand was also smacked by the bits and pieces on the ground, and Ning Fan, who was in pain, inhaled directly.

Damn, what's the matter...... It hurts me to death.

Hurt..... Oh, no, I'm sentient!

Ning Fan reacted, ecstatic, and his right hand was also conscious, but he didn't expect to fall and get a blessing in disguise.

Because of the fall in the cabin, he couldn't see the corpses outside, so he turned his head to look at the soldier on the other side, and saw that he was laboriously changing his magazines, and then continued to shoot outside, almost every shot was fired, followed by the subtle sound of falling to the ground.

Shoot to kill!

I have to say that the combat quality of the soldiers of the republic is really not to be underestimated.

Ning Fan crawled on the ground with his hands in his hands, dragging his entire body forcefully, he crawled to the side of the warrior with all his might, looked up and asked, "What can I do?" ”

The soldier repeated weakly: "Machine gun..... Machine gun ....."

Machine gun? Ning Fan looked forward, and what he was talking about should be the door machine gun fixed to the side of the cabin.

Ning Fan struggled to crawl towards the hatch, because the helicopter was tilted to the ground, and the hatch was above Ning Fan's front.

Climb it.

Ning Fan panted and climbed the slope of less than half a meter with his handcuffed hands, and finally grabbed the bottom of the hatch.

Hah! Ning Fan drank softly and dragged his body up! The inclination angle of about thirty degrees resembles an improvised trench.

Ning Fan poked his head out from the bottom of the hatch and looked out.

"Uh-uh-"

There are more than 30 zombies in a patch. On the ground in front of him, a whole pile of corpses was already lying there, the nearest one was only two meters away from him.

"Grass!" Ning Fan scolded secretly, and he had already rushed here. He couldn't help but secretly fear that if it weren't for that soldier, the whole plane would be choked by now.

Looking at the slow burst fire of the soldier's gun, coupled with the fire interruption period of changing magazines every once in a while, one person and one shot faced the zombies that were getting closer and closer, and the firepower had begun to struggle, and the zombies' advancing trend gradually suppressed the output of firepower.

At the imminent moment, Ning Fan held the fire button of the hatch machine gun with both hands!

"Ahhhh His fingers pressed! Loud roar! It's like the hero who holds a crooked handle on the battlefield in the red movie, incarnates as a god of war, and roars and rushes into the position of the little devil.

Grass, how not to catch fire. It's different from the script in the movie.

"Change the magazine......." The soldiers behind him looked at Ning Fan's fucking appearance, and his lips turned much paler.

The soldier's reminder reminded Ning Fan that before the helicopter crashed, the hatch shooter had already emptied the magazine.

Oh yes, the magazine! Change the magazine! Which is the magazine, though.....

The warrior's face also turned pale, "By the door... Chest..."

Ning Fan looked at the door, a dark green ammunition box, he moved over, opened the box, and inside were two boxes of large-caliber machine gun bullets.

Moved out a magazine, groped up and down the side of the machine gun, holding a box of magazines in his hand, but nowhere to start.

"Down, ......"

"Oooh."

After a few rounds of ammunition, the corpses are already close to us!

Just in time!

Ning Fan pressed the fire button!

"Dada, Dada!"

Loaded with ammo, it's like fueling the engine! The originally sleeping machine gun seemed to be reawakened, the fire button was pressed, the bolt flicked at high speed, delivering bullets to the barrel, and the muzzle of the gun frantically spat out tongues of fire, aiming at the head and chest of the zombies in front of them, pouring countless bullets into the corpses.

The high temperature brought by the non-stop shooting made the barrel turn red, and the hot golden shells ejected at high speed and flew to the ground!

"Come on!!" Ning Fan roared!