The waves of walking corpses were attracted by the sound of sirens, and they lined up to rush to the central control room.

Ma Ruiqi scolded and led people to the central control room along the voice. Along the way, however, the others were constantly attracted by the walking corpses that were only moving forward, and stopped to kill the walking corpses. Ma Ruiqi jumped to his feet and scolded angrily, but her appeal was obviously not as good as the team contribution value brought by killing the walking corpse, coupled with what she had done before, several newcomers were secretly vigilant, and the benefits in hand were the benefits, and they had enough of the empty checks. Ma Ruiqi had the heart to rush over first, but she was not brave enough, and she went into the darkness alone to fight the walking dead, she had no guts, so she could only go with her team members to rob the walking corpse.

The little fat man's mouth couldn't close when he smiled, and the walking corpses basically rushed up in line to die. This corridor is more than 30 meters long, and the walking corpses will be reduced to ashes after walking 20 meters in the sea of fire. As soon as the flames were gone, he would laugh and pour a bucket of diesel down the wall, and the flames would burst out again.

"Come, grandchildren! The fat man is here! "The fat man jumped and jumped, up and down. Looking at the constantly beating kill records and the rising number of walking corpse kills, the fat man felt that the world was beginning to become better.

Kirk was inspecting and wiping the police pistol, a day shift weapon that was not durable, but it had to be serviced regularly. According to Murray, weapons are a man's most loyal companion, and anyone who doesn't value them will die early.

"We still have to prepare for war!" Kirk said coldly: "We don't have much diesel. Only then did Chubby notice that there were only two barrels of diesel fuel left in his hand.

"Big brother, I've been counting, we've burned more than 200 walking corpses, and the rest of the diesel fuel is saved, and we can almost burn 100 heads, there shouldn't be so many walking corpses in this D area, right?"

"Space is balanced, it doesn't issue mortal missions, and it doesn't give an obvious hole for contractors to exploit. We can farm so many walking corpses, which is already a big advantage. Space isn't going to make it easy for us to sit here and do this. If you want to take advantage, you have to take risks. Kirk swapped out his magazine and picked up the dagger.

Xiaopang's expression became serious: "Big brother, I know what I said." So what do you say now? ”

"Save these two barrels of oil first. The corridor was designed with the need for defense in mind, and the width is only about 2.5 meters, allowing only two walking corpses to come up at the same time. Later, I'll go first, and you will support me later. In case we can't hold it anymore, we're going to burn those things with oil. And then fight until you can't hold it anymore. Kirk stood firm, remembering Maury's admonition.

The fire subsided, and the walking corpses rushed up in flames. Kirk first shot the head of the walking corpse in front of him, and then rushed forward, slashing with a fierce dagger, cutting off the head of the walking corpse that followed behind, and the headless walking corpse slowly fell. The walking corpses have no morale and are still climbing up firmly.

Kirk continued to fight with a dagger, his fighting style was still relatively primitive, and there was not much skill to speak of, but under the influence of Mori, the ferocity had already come out. He made the most of the length of the hallway, trying to dodge the bites of the walking corpses, and using the stun gap created by the walking corpses rushing over them, he plunged the dagger deep into their brains. And fight and retreat, retreat to 5 meters away from Xiaopang, along the way has killed 10 walking corpses, and he has also been scratched by walking corpses 2 times, fortunately, he avoided the vital point, and lost more than 30 points of health. He motioned for Chubby to make a move.

Chubby hurriedly poured down the diesel fuel and lit a fire. Kirk stepped away, gasping for air and bandaged himself. This kind of bandage is an ordinary item in this world, not the kind of healing item recognized by the space, and it can't restore health, but the hemostatic effect is still good.

A long line of walking corpses suddenly fell into the flames, and with a low roar, they turned into fiery corpses, falling down the corridor and burning into corpses.

Kirk gasped for a while, his health slowly rising to 60 points, gritted his teeth, nodded at Chubby, and rushed forward again after the fire had subsided.

Hand-to-hand combat is very risky, but if you never exercise, you will never have a chance to grow and evolve, and your ability will not improve. Later, when faced with greater danger, it really becomes a mortal danger.

Don't say far away, even tonight, the walking corpses will mutate twice. The direction of the mutation is still unknown, but no matter what aspect of the enhancement, it will pose a greater threat to the life of the newcomer!

It's already so difficult to deal with now, and if you don't kill them now, it will be more and more difficult in the future.

Kirk stabbed a vicious upstab, once again piercing the jaw of a walking corpse, and the dagger was inserted into the brain, and before it could be pulled out, the dead walking corpse fought back, grabbing Kirk on the shoulder, causing 12 damage.

Now Kirk's strength has reached 7 points, which is similar to that of the walking corpse, and his physical strength has increased to 8 points, and his defense ability has been greatly improved, which can suppress some of the walking corpse damage. Even so, a single dying scratch of the walking corpse still took 12 damage. If you have the physical strength of an ordinary newcomer at about 4 o'clock, you will enter a state of serious injury at once. It's no wonder that newcomers are so afraid of melee combat that they only dare to use long-range weapons, the risk is too great, and if they don't pay attention, they will die.

When you die, there's nothing.

Kirk was also secretly frightened, but at this time, he actually received a spatial prompt: "No. 4444 contractor, the cumulative damage you have suffered has reached 252 points, which has exceeded 300% of your total life. Due to your bloody fighting and adventurous spirit, you have automatically comprehended the [Basic Physical Defense Mastery], and the current skill LEVEL 1.

[Basic Physical Defense Mastery] LEVEL1: Except for shields, the mastery of other defense equipment increases, the defense ability is bonus, and the physical damage received by the contractor is reduced by 5%.

Keep exploring other ways to fight and strengthen yourself. ”

Kirk gasped, his health had dropped to 30, close to the 24-point critical injury line, but he still gritted his teeth and slashed the neck of the walking corpse, kicking the severed walking corpse down.

He then drew his pistol and shot several headshots in succession. The walking corpse here is only 1-2 meters away from him, and even though his firearms skills are average, his shooting accuracy can reach a very high level.

After killing two more walking corpses, Kirk was struck by another police officer before he died, biting his left hand. Although Kirk put on the protective gloves of the prison guards, he was still bitten and bloody, leaving only 20 health points and entering a state of serious injury. He motioned for Chubby to continue.

Chubby poured down the last bucket of diesel fuel again and lit the fire.

Kirk retreated to rest, and Chubby hurriedly asked, "Big brother, you don't matter, right?" Why are you working so hard with them? Even if we can't beat them, can we escape? ”

"There should be no way out, this should be the only way out. They can't get in, and we can't get out. Kirk gasped.

"Then big brother, are we surrounded?" Chubby gets nervous. "Big brother, you rest first, next time, I'll go first!"

Kirk nodded, closed his eyes and rested, his health slowly rising.

Chubby waited for 2 minutes, and the flame gradually went out again. The fire once again reaped the lives of more than 60 walking corpses, if they were alive.

Finally, the walking corpses rushed up again, and this time, they didn't have any more diesel.

Xiaopang scolded "grandson" and kicked down several diesel barrels one by one. The heavy diesel barrel tripped over the walking corpse all the way and then burned at the bottom, with some of the remaining diesel fuel inside. The pile of burning diesel barrels temporarily prevented the walking corpses from rushing up behind.

Kirk glanced at Chubby with satisfaction, this Chubby is also very smart, and it is very good that he can think of using all resources to hinder the attack of the walking corpses at this critical juncture.

Then, with a loud roar, the little fat man emboldened himself and rushed down with a steel shovel.

He also fought a few battles in the space, and he had some experience, and the steel shovel in his hand directly greeted the fragile neck and head of the walking corpse, and condescendingly shoveled the walking corpse's head into a broken watermelon one after another, and the brain juice was stained with blood.

The walking corpse ignored it, stretched out its arms and scratched at it, whining and crawling upwards.

The little fat scolded, and all the foul language came out, and Kirk saw that this kid was constantly emboldening himself. Suddenly, Chubby tripped over a diesel drum by the wall, and the steel shovel fell down and smashed himself, causing him to burst into tears.

Kirk sighed secretly, seeing that the situation was not good, he took out his pistol, and "bang, bang" a few shots killed a few walking corpses that pounced on him, and relieved the siege of Chubby. The little chubby monkey got up on his feet and lifted the steel shovel again.

Kirk saw that his health had finally reached 45 points, and he was out of a state of serious injury. If Chubby doesn't get support, he won't last long.

Kirk pulled out his pistol and walked down.

When Xiaopang saw that the eldest brother was coming, he was also bold. The two men worked together again, Kirk was in charge of the melee combat, and Chubby stood on a high place with a long-handled steel shovel to continue shoveling the heads of the walking corpses.

Thanks to this narrow terrain that helped them a lot, only two walking corpses were able to walk up at a time, and now the walking corpses behind were still hindered by the pile of burning gasoline barrels, and the two of them were out of breath to kill, and finally finished all the more than 30 walking corpses in this group.

"Big brother, the gasoline barrels are burning, and they are about to come up, what should we do?" Because Kirk was in the way, Chubby was only caught, and there was still a lot of health left, but his physical strength was overdrawn.

"Don't panic, our alarm is going off all the time, and everyone else will rush over, and they will naturally attack when they see the walking corpse. They don't know that we're here, so they won't think of the evil idea of killing us with a knife and letting the walking corpse kill us. Even if someone thinks about it, others may not be able to resist the temptation to contribute to the team. If it really didn't work, we stopped the alarm and retreated to the central control room to defend. The central control room is the vital part of the cell, the door is relatively thick, and the walking corpses have no alarm stimulation, and they cannot enter for a while. "Kirk had already thought about it.