Zhang Wenliu skillfully opened the safe, aimed, pulled the trigger with his fingers, and with a soft sound, the bullet shot out silently, hitting the head of a zombie, and bursting out a ball of blood.

Kim Jin-hee and the others were dumbfounded, "Agassi, are you confused?" ”

With the gun in hand, Zhang Wenliu felt a little safe.

With a gun in hand, I have it in the world.

Zhang Wenliu has enough self-confidence, if he encounters the mutant rat just now, within three shots, he will definitely blow up the opponent's rat head!

"Ding—Congratulations to the host for opening the door to kill."

"Note: Because the host is on the main quest, the system prompts that killing zombies can obtain experience points for gun mastery skills, and the current experience value is 1/1000 for primary gun mastery."

"Killing 1,000 zombies on the host will increase Beginner Gun Mastery to Intermediate Gun Mastery."

And this kind of good thing?

Zhang Wenliu became excited, raised his gun and shot, "poof-poof-poof-" A triple burst of shots, and the three ordinary zombies on the first floor fell to the ground in response, without making waves at all.

Kim Jin-hee's mouth was open enough to stuff an egg, "Agassi, shouldn't you be the legendary soldier king who has returned?" ”

Thanks to the development of the Internet, some unhealthy winds of foreign culture have also blown into the country of sticks.

The dregs such as the king of soldiers, the god of war, the cultivation of immortals, the divine doctor, and perspective poured into the cultural circle of the stick country, and they were very popular with a group of middle school students from the small white country.

Zhang Wenliu looked at Kim Jin-hee and thought of himself when he was in high school.

At that time, he was also very obsessed with the novels written by Tang San, such as "XX Patron Saint", "The Sofa of Falling in Love with the Master", "The Legend of Bai Su", "Xie Wendong", ......

Yu Dulin nodded in agreement, "Beggars, martial arts, marksmanship, and brains, these elements are gathered together, a proper protagonist template, Agassi, you are really handsome!" ”

Zhang Wenliu emptied a magazine before stopping.

Condescending, coupled with the fact that the bottom is crowded, it is equivalent to a zombie with a fixed target, and with the efficiency of the K1 automatic rifle, Zhang Wenliu's thirty bullets were not missing, and only one shot missed, hitting the body of the zombie.

Thirty rounds of ammunition and 29 headshots.

Zhang Wenliu's kill count also came to 134.

Skill: Beginner Gun Mastery (29/1000).

The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades should work hard!

Zhang Wenliu handed out the pistol, "Remember, don't shoot unless you have to, in this case, shooting is looking for death, understand?" ”

Yu Dulin and Kim Jin-hee's heads are like woodpeckers.

With a pistol for self-defense, the two women also felt a lot more at ease.

Armed with a sharp weapon, the murderous intent arises.

Zhang Wenliu threw a handful of K1 to Yin Shanghua, "Old Yin, come, shoot a few shots, have fun." ”

Yin Shanghua has always relied on his fists to speak, and playing with guns can be traced back to his military service.

Military service is mandatory in the country of sticks, and all men in the country must serve in the military when they reach adulthood, unless they are physically disabled or have a serious illness.

"I haven't played with guns for many years, and my hands are a little raw." Yin Shanghua took the K1 automatic rifle, aimed, fired, "poof-" The bullet hit the knee of a zombie, and the zombie immediately knelt.

"Uh- it looks like I'm not fit to play with guns as I was back then." Yin Shanghua put the gun down and replaced it with an MP5 charge punch, "I still prefer this one." ”

Zhang Wenliu hurriedly dissuaded: "Don't, don't, don't, Lao Yin, as soon as this gun is fired, we all have to finish playing." ”

The MP5 has high shooting accuracy and low recoil, ranking first among the top ten inflatable guns in the world.

It has been widely praised by the military and police of various countries.

"Actually, this gun is more suitable for girls." Zhang Wenliu said with a smile.

Yin Shanghua pretended not to hear, arrogantly picked up a body armor and put it on his body.

The models of these special training combat clothing are relatively small, and there is no model suitable for Yin Shanghua at all.

The two girls hated that they had been ripped off the corpses, and they didn't want to wear them.

"You can't wear anything else, you must wear body armor and helmets." Zhang Wenliu's words were unquestionable, "You guys put the guns up, and these body armor also put them up." ”

Immediately, Zhang Wenliu suddenly remembered a question, "You don't need to move up to the 17th floor, Jin Zhenxi, you go upstairs to inform them, gather on the third floor, we are going to prepare for a breakthrough." ”

"Huh? Breakthrough? Right now? Kim Jin-hee asked, looking at a few guns on the ground.

Zhang Wenliu flicked her brain, "Of course not, but you have to prepare in advance." ”

When Yu Dulin and Kim Jin-hee left, Zhang Wenliu changed the magazine of the K1 automatic rifle and continued to shoot.

"By the way, where did you get that male driver?" Zhang Wenliu was shooting and chatting at the same time.

"Sharpen it into a stick and throw it downstairs." Yin Shanghua was indignant, "It's really cheap!" ”

Yin Shanghua was not idle, rested for a while, and continued to seduce the zombies, although the efficiency was much lower, but it was safe, but after dragging it up, he pulled out his helmet and replaced them with knives to bullets.

Seeing that Yin Shanghua was about to pick up the equipment, Zhang Wenliu said: "Put it there, wait for the twins to come, I don't raise idlers." ”

Yin Shanghua nodded, instead of being a bad person, he acted as Zhang Wenliu's auxiliary soldier on the side, changing the magazine for him.

Click-click-Zhang Wenliu emptied a rifle, took the rifle loaded with magazines in Yin Shanghua's hand, and continued to shoot.

Puff - puff - muffler muzzle sprays bullets, like Chopin in November, in this silent hall, elegant, beautiful.

Three rifles were emptied in a row, and the zombies in the hall on the first floor were empty.

There were zombie corpses lying on the ground, and the black viscous liquid flowed all over the ground, like Shura hell.

"Agassi, we're coming down." Kim Jin-hee walked over, her voice was extremely low, and she was followed by the twins and Sung-kyung, and even the severed-arm Seo Seok-woo and Su-an were there.

"It's just right, the twins and Jin-hee stay, let's continue to fish for zombies."

After experiencing a series of events, Zhang Wenliu has achieved irrefutable authority, and the twins have no nonsense, endure disgusting, and do their best to pick up men's clothes, to be precise, the clothes and equipment of zombies.

I was busy until noon, and the equipment on the ground was piled up into a small mountain, with more than 40 rifles and hundreds of fully loaded magazines, and finally Zhang Wenliu picked a few K1 automatic rifles that sold well, and threw the rest away.

The twin sisters, Xiu'an, Xu Shuoyu, and even Chengjing were given a Daewoo K5 pistol, as for the rifle and charge, for girls who have never shot, the chance of injuring their own people is greater.

The third floor was originally a gym, which was equipped with all kinds of fitness equipment, and even equipped with a 100-meter × 50-meter super large swimming pool, but there were a few corpses floating in the pool, which made several people cry out for pity.

At the end of the gym on the third floor, there is a small infirmary, which contains a lot of medicine for bruises, and Xu Shuoyu can survive to this day because of the medicine here.

Zhang Wenliu took a few anti-inflammatory drugs, and the wound on his back was already scarred.

"It seems that the improvement of physical fitness has also accelerated the recovery of the body." Even if Zhang Wenliu has never eaten pork, he has seen pigs run, and the wound heals so quickly, which must be related to the improvement of his physical fitness.

"But this time it's careless, if you are scratched by mutant mice, the ghost knows if you will be infected with the zombie virus, in that case, will you be able to return to the real world?" As soon as Zhang Wenliu thought that he might become a zombie, he was afraid for a while.

"Smack-" The infirmary door opened, and Kim Jin-hee walked in.

"I'll help you with the medicine."

The pretty girl of baseball had a crimson face, took out alcohol and gauze from the medicine cabinet, and sat in front of Zhang Wenliu, "Turn around, I'm going to give you medicine." ”

Zhang Wenliu frowned: "What about Yu Dulin?" Why didn't she come? ”

"Ah, Ernie is helping Aunt Sungjing cook, so-" Kim Jin-hee was a little nervous, she came over secretly and didn't let anyone know.

Zhang Wenliu didn't doubt him, turned around, "Lighter, learn from the same as last time, I can beat your little ass." ”

"Got it." Jin Jinxi breathed a long sigh of relief and lifted the clothes on Zhang Wenliu's back, "Huh? Already scarred? ”

She stretched out her delicate little hand and gently stroked the scar a few times, which was hard and a little prickly.

Kim Jin-hee soaked the alcohol swab, clamped it with tweezers, and slowly wiped it near the wound.