The gunfire was gone, and all the survivors understood that the army was probably wiped out. The excitement I had just felt was gone. Some even couldn't help crying. It's just that even if they cry, they don't dare to cry out loud.

The kitchen was quiet again, and everyone was silent except for the occasional whimper. Han Feng also walked back to the corner and sat down, closing his eyes and resting.

The sky is slowly getting brighter. The survivor in the kitchen had just fallen asleep. Han Feng quietly stood up, came to Lin Huiling's side, and gently pushed her.

"Are you leaving?" After Lin Huiling was shaken awake, she saw that it was Han Feng, so she immediately asked.

"Not yet. I'm going to go to the place where the gunshots came from yesterday. Where should there be weapons. If we get it, we'll leave when we get back. Han Feng said in a low voice.

"Then I'll go with you." Lin Huiling said and was about to get up. Maybe she was afraid that Han Feng would never come back.

Han Feng hurriedly stopped her and said, "You don't have to go, it's too dangerous outside." It's not good if there are too many people, just wait for me here with peace of mind. ”

Lin Huiling hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed. She also knew that if she went, she might only be able to help. Now she can only choose to believe in Han Feng, which is the only choice she can choose.

Han Feng took Wu Tian with him, and the two of them left the restaurant with only the only weapons and equipment, as well as a few large empty backpacks. Han Feng didn't take the two backpacks that he sorted out last night. He did this to reassure Lin Huiling.

Han Feng and Wu Tian came to the roof of the Guangqun Shopping Mall. The direction from which the gunshots came from last night was northwest of the Guangqun Mall, and it was impossible for two people to walk from the roof of the building to the place where the gunshots came from. When the two of them walked all the way from the top of the building to the end of this street, Han Feng and the others had to leave the roof, and only in this way could they cross this street.

Fortunately, this street is not wide, and there are not many zombies on the road. Han Feng and the others crossed the street almost without any danger, got into a building, and then continued to jump on the roof. When they encountered the street, they returned to the ground again and quickly rushed to the building across the street.

Using this method, Han Feng and Wu Tian quickly approached the place where the gunshots came from yesterday. Now Han Feng and Wu Tian were on a twelve-story building, looking at the ground in the distance with binoculars.

The telescope was found by Han Feng in the mall, and although it was not military, it worked just as well. With Han Feng's current position, he could just see a helicopter lying downstairs.

Looking at the appearance of the helicopter, it is obvious that it has plunged headlong to the ground. It looked like something had shot it down. Not far from the crashed helicopter, several military vehicles were parked in a row. Presumably this is where yesterday's gunshots rang out.

Through the binoculars, Han Feng did see some firearms thrown on the ground, as well as boxes of ammunition on military vehicles. It's just that now Han Feng can't go over and get it at all. Around the crashed helicopter, a large number of zombies were densely surrounded. The nearby streets are almost all filled with zombies. It is simply impossible to approach anywhere without attracting the attention of the zombies.

Han Feng came all the way and encountered very few zombies, which was also the reason why the two of them were able to come here easily. Han Feng thought about the zombies nearby, but he was probably attracted by the gunfire last night, so there were so few zombies on the way here.

Faced with countless zombies, Han Feng didn't dare to lean in at all. Once Han Feng got close to the street where the helicopter crashed, the result could only be surrounded by thousands of zombies.

Figuring out the location of the shootout, Han Feng patted Wu Tian on the shoulder, and the two of them left quietly. It's just that Han Feng didn't go back to Guangqun Mall, but went south. After walking for more than two thousand meters, Han Feng found a four-story small building and stopped.

The third and fourth floors of the small building are a photo studio, and Han Feng found a set of combined stereos in the photo studio and moved them all to the roof. and use the wires on the roof to supply it with electricity. Fortunately, there has been no complete power outage yet, and after the power is turned on, the combined sound system has been successfully transported and stood up.

Han Feng tuned the combination speaker to the recording, and then took out his pistol. I checked the magazine, and there were seven more bullets in it. Then he looked at the zombies wandering downstairs.

Han Feng grabbed it, aimed at the head of a zombie, pulled the trigger with his fingers, and after a bang, the zombie targeted by Han Feng fell in response. The zombies around who heard the gunshots immediately moved towards the studio.

After a shot, Han Feng was stunned. Although he aimed the muzzle of the gun at the zombie's head just now, he also knew that he couldn't hit it at all. But he never expected that Han Feng's shot would accurately explode the zombie's head. This surprised Han Feng himself.

"Is it a character explosion?" Han Feng held the gun and thought in his heart.

Another gunshot rang out, and a zombie's head was suddenly punched out of a hole. Five more gunshots rang out, and five zombies fell in response, each with a headshot.

Han Feng was completely shocked by his marksmanship, he had never expected such a result. hit the first one, he thought it was an explosion of character. But when the second and third knew that the seventh zombie had been headshot, Han Feng even suspected that he was a natural sharpshooter.

There were gradually more zombies downstairs attracted by the sound of gunshots, and Han Feng didn't have time to shock his marksmanship. The gunshots recorded by the sound group were hurriedly broadcast and a replay was set up. After that, he and Wu Tian hurriedly left here.

Above the four-story building, gunshots rang out incessantly. The zombies around were all alarmed by the sound of gunfire. One by one, they moved towards the location of the photo studio. Han Feng and Wu Tian, on the other hand, quickly moved towards the place where the shootout took place last night at this time.

By the time Han Feng approached the street where the helicopter crashed, the zombies surrounding him also moved. The direction they went in was the direction of the photo studio where Han Feng had just beaten the zombies. Seeing that the zombies were really moving in the direction of the photo studio, Han Feng immediately became happy.

Zombies are very sensitive to sound, and they move almost wherever there is a sound. When he saw that a large number of zombies had gathered at the place where the shootout took place last night, Han Feng had already thought of a way to attack the west. These stupid zombies were really attracted by Han Feng's recorded voice.

The zombies at the crashed helicopter gradually decreased, and Han Feng and Wu Tian also advanced again, slowly moving towards the military vehicles. It wasn't until half an hour later that Han Feng finally came to the top of the crashed helicopter, and there were no more zombies below at this time.

Han Feng pulled out the Tang Dao, came down from the upper floor with Wu Tian, and quickly moved towards the military vehicles. All the zombies found on the road were all cut off by Han Feng with a knife. Now there were not many zombies left here, and they were quickly wiped out by Han Feng and Wu Tian.

The ground was littered with broken corpses and human bones, and Han Feng couldn't care less about remembering these martyrs who died on the battlefield. He quickly picked up the guns on the ground one by one and loaded them into the backpack he had brought.

On the military Humvee, which was relatively well preserved, Han Feng found a large amount of ammunition. He didn't care what caliber the ammunition was, and as long as he saw it, he put it in his bag. After filling the four backpacks he brought, Han Feng was ready to leave.

As he was leaving, Han Feng couldn't help but look back at a machine gun mounted on a military Humvee. Under the muzzle of this kind of machine gun, even the mutated tall zombies will definitely not be able to stand up a few times. And the two machine guns on the crashed helicopter, which were also very good things. For this kind of machine gun, Han Feng knew that it was a firearm known as the god of fire. It's just that it's too heavy, although Han Feng has a lot of strength now, it's no problem to hold this Gatling gun, but the bullets needed are too much, and it's not suitable to use this kind of gun now. I could only reluctantly give up.

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