Seven or eight figures ran out of each room to check the situation in the corridor, they didn't know anything about what had happened before, those people were shouting loudly in the smoke-filled corridor, the situation in the field was chaotic, no one could warn them at the first time, the space in the corridor was too closed, even if it was not killed, it would be deafened by the explosion.

"Da ......" In the gunshots that rang out out nowhere, countless bullets passed through the thick black gunsmoke, and a scream sounded in the gunsmoke, the gunpowder smoke blocked the view, those people did not know where the attack came from, they picked up their rifles in horror and shot in all directions in the gunsmoke, waiting to shoot others or be shot by others.

The deafening sound of gunfire continued to sound in the corridor, fluorescent bullets flew everywhere in the smoke, the wall on the side of the corridor was constantly smashed out of bullet holes, some dense places have become a large hole with a bowl mouth, a timid man did not shoot, he threw a rifle and sat in the corner with his head in his arms.

Standing at the window and shooting at a distance and engaging fire at close range are two different concepts, when the walls around him are chiseled out one by one, when the cement slag of the wall skin shattered by the flying bullets hits his face, when the whistling bullets flash in his ears, when he can't see anything clearly, he can't see anything, he doesn't know who is his companion and who is the enemy, he collapses.

The bullet hit the wall above his head, and bursts of wall ash fell on his head like raindrops, and a scream sounded in the smoke of gunpowder, and the sound of a human body hitting the ground came into his ears, and he held his head and kept shaking, and then his crotch was hot and humid, and a stream of water with a foul smell flowed out from under him, and merged with the stream of blood in front of him.

When all the voices fell silent, in this corridor where the smoke of gunpowder gradually dissipated, the smell of blood and gunpowder smoke mixed together to form a strange taste, this smell is very strange, Zhang Xiaoqiang does not reject it, he seems to have a very familiar and familiar feeling, this smell seems to be imprinted in his bones, after the heavy news makes him have a sense of reincarnation of fate, he even feels that he died on the battlefield in his last life, and before he died, he brought this taste to his soul and extended it to this life.

"Click" a new magazine stuck into the body of the gun, the bolt of the "bang" rifle was pulled away, Zhang Xiaoqiang held the rifle and marched in the corridor mixed with gunsmoke and blood, the floor of the corridor was wet with blood, he walked very carefully, the bloody ground was a little slippery, the fragments of corpse flesh that were blown up in the pool of blood, and the broken bones and internal organs were scattered at his feet.

Zombies are divided into two concepts, although they are the same structure, the same content, it looks miserable, at least the zombies did not have such a rich expression before they died, and the internal organs of the zombies are the same as their skin color, even if they are divided, they can't see the difference, but the broken corpses under their feet look ...... Counting birds...... Don't describe it, so as not to see that you can't eat...... Zhang Xiaoqiang walked on the bloody ground, a stump was flashed behind him, he was a little surprised, it seemed that he had only shot half a magazine in total, this person was dead, after the shot, he flashed on the back of the corner of the wall and waited for the bullet to hit, how do you know that it was lively inside, but not a single bullet flew out of the entrance of the building, which made Zhang Xiaoqiang depressed, where did their bullets go?

"Crunch ......" stepped on a blood-spattered rifle with his right foot, "Wow...... Squeak......" The rifle was kicked off the ground by him, spinning and slashing into a corner.

"Ah...... Yes...... Ah......h

The timid creature was shaking with his head in his hands, the gunfire and the rain of bullets had already stopped, but he didn't seem to know at all, a blood-stained rifle slashed into the ground and slammed into his body, all the fear exploded in this instant, he rolled and struggled with his head in the liquid mixed with urine and blood, as if he was now seriously injured.

A pair of blood-soaked military shoes stood next to his skull, his eyes swept to the big feet, and he struggled to sit up from the ground, and a man covered in blood stood in front of him with a rifle, the rifle in the man's hand was also stained with blood, and the muzzle of the black hole was pointed at his forehead.

"Hee-hee...... Are you here? Hehe...... I knew, I knew you were going to come back, you were looking for revenge on me? Hehe...... I know...... I know...... If I eat you, you'll find me, haha...... Eat me, eat me...... One report and one report......"

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the man in disgust and said to himself, he was already crazy, his eyes were not focused, and while he spoke, saliva hung down from his mouth and pulled out the elder and dragged it to his chest.

"Bump ......" a long flame erupted from the muzzle, the man's forehead exploded violently, and a piece of heavenly spirit cover with hair flew out, and the brain-splashed man fell into the pool of blood and water mixture with blank eyes.

"Tick ...... Tick ......" The blood drenched in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hair dripped down the red hair, and there was a soft sound in the pool of blood dripping on the ground, this faint sound was inaudible, but it was so clear in the corridor full of corpses, gunsmoke, blood, and the smell of internal organs spread on the ground that continued to emit like something fermented, mixed together into a disgusting smell.

Smelling this unpleasant smell, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't even frown, he looked around, trying to find out the body of the white owl, seven or eight corpses lying in a pool of blood were full of deep bullet holes, among these corpses were pieces of corpses that had been blown apart, these corpses could no longer distinguish their previous identity and appearance, and Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know if there was a white owl among these corpses.

If you can't find it, don't look for it, put the rifle across his chest, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned around and walked forward, the military shoes that fell in the pool of blood splashed a piece of blood, the blood splashed down, and the soles of a military shoe that kept dripping blood and water stepped forward steadily, and splashed layers of blood flowers in the pool of blood again, and in the blood splash, Zhang Xiaoqiang went up to the staircase on the third floor.

Several dark black blood lines coiled up the stairwell, and the blood lines fell into the eyes of Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was constantly dripping with blood on his body, he became vigilant, this was left by the guy who escaped with his life on the second floor, not everyone can escape in the chaos just now.