From the Bird

Li Yan licked his chapped lips, for a while there was a dilemma.

He heard the sound of gun shooting and hissing, and touched it step by step. When he got here, he just saw a roaring shot under the sand and blasted the head of this horrible monster down a little.

At first, Li Yan thought that this was a living corpse with a sniper rifle. Based on what he saw all the way, it was not impossible. The second violent gunshot that followed made Li Yan aware that he was wrong.

The second roar, among the crowd of corpses, shot the head of the corpse neatly, leaving all the remaining corpses in a short frenzy.

Whether it is a biochemical monster with a genetic breakdown, a grenade with a waist, and an ugly living corpse with a submachine gun at hand, obviously do not understand the principle of "mantis catching cicadas, cardinals are behind", but only count all the casualties in the other's On head.

Li Yan then remembered that the sniper should be the old man with a bandage. He passed through the underground cave and strayed into his clear range.

Li Yan was embarrassed to say that if he had strayed into a hunter's hunting ground, it would be difficult for him to ensure that the other party did not consider himself a prey. I ca n’t even guarantee that the other party has found out.

In front of the "new king of wild yak", there is no difference between the abandoned buses and paper paste that Li Yan evades, and there is no defensive effect of doudou and Jianbing.

Even if it ’s just a shot on his arm and thigh, it is almost a fatal injury. Li Yan can only save his life by eating the “Shun Lian Pill” he got last time. If he is in the middle, he wo n’t even have to take medicine. Yes, I'm going to die immediately.

Three shots before and after, Li Yan has aimed at the position of the old man. He is lying on the roof of a three-story small building, lying under a one-man tall satellite pot, like a humble black spot in a concrete jungle.

Go, may not be able to leave safely, touch it? It is even a stupid act that may cause a fierce reaction. Li Yan just watched quietly. If the spooky big gun really aimed at himself, then Li Yan could only try to use "hidden flying" to avoid it. Developed to this point, Li Yan has lost his heart.

In the end, most of the living corpses were destroyed by the genetically broken biochemical monster, and at this time, the rough and long gunfire suddenly accelerated the rhythm.

boom!

A dead body fell to the ground.

When 啷 ~

The cartridge case landed, and the old man pouted, and the peanut shells and needles were scattered around, piled up in a small pile.

He had yellow, red, and white bullets in the ammunition bag at his hand. At this moment, the muzzle was aimed at the zombies, and he replaced them with yellow ones.

boom!

The bullet tore the iron skin and cement relentlessly, no matter where the remaining living corpses hid, blood splattered on the spot.

Before long, the dying monster was left in front of the blackened shelf.

The old man lying on the top of the building exhaled slowly, biting the peanut in his mouth with a click, grabbed a red bullet from the bag, and shoved it into the gun without pulling the trigger.

A bang came from Li Yan's ears, and his pupils reflected the red flame. The monster's skull was wrapped in strong flames and black smoke clusters, and eventually collapsed to the ground, convulsing from time to time, his eyes couldn't live.

Li Yan stayed there without any movement, only relying on the reflection of a picked broken lens to observe the old man's roof.

An interesting thing happened. The fierce old man holding a large sniper did not take any action. He lay meticulously on the cement, as if it were a clay sculpture.

One minute, five minutes, ten minutes.

The flames on the monster's corpse still wantonly dancing. Two people more than one kilometer apart, one holding the lens and one holding the eye socket close to the lens, did not leave or took the lead to show hostility.

Li Yan sighed helplessly. He didn't want to compete with the old man for patience. Besides, his position was too close to the battlefield just now. Except for the smell of gunpowder and the stench on the corpse's blood that covered the heavenly spirit, Li Yan really couldn't stand it.

He leaned back on the abandoned bus and pulled his modified radio out of his clothes. He cracked the shell open with his hands, revealing the dense circuit board inside.

Immediately connect the plug core wire to the jack, the other end to the capacitor, cut off the copper wire of the potentiometer, connect the capacitor and the potentiometer, cut off the audio signal, connect the shield layer to the battery negative, and finally buckle the switch. Li Yan Coughed into the radio.

The sound floated far and wide, and even the old man lying on the roof could hear it clearly.

"Ahem ~ Song Zuo, right."

"Your special specialization: Magic Technology (50%) works!"

"With enough parts, you can transform any electronic product, firearm, or large industrial machine, but the effect is unknown and may be scrapped."

[Simple Loudspeaker]: A lousy loudspeaker using magic technology,

Note: What? Will high school students do it? Don't make fun of it, 80% of domestic students have never entered a physics laboratory in high school. This is called Magic Technology, uh, Magic Technology.

Li Yan's voice spread.

"My name is Li Yan, and like you, I'm employed by Kyoma."

"I have no malicious intentions, and it is purely an accident to break into your Qingying area, and I want to intervene in your entrusted task and guarantee to leave immediately, provided that you have to come down from the top of the building first, I cannot expose myself to your gun Below your mouth, I promise to disappear as soon as you come down. "

Li Yan felt that his attitude was not bad, and his expression was very clear, but he did not expect that to meet Li Yandi was a fierce gunshot!

Li Yan's face immediately became ugly.

Is this striking my face?

Without waiting for him to become angry, a series of puzzling sounds came over, and looking at the lens, Song Zuo's shadow had disappeared, only the groundnut shells and needles.

"Is there something?"

Li Yan rolled over and ran out of the bunker. There was no one on the top of the building. There was a mess of gunfire coming from that direction.

Li Yan didn't hesitate too much, and leaned against the barren buildings, and rushed to the small building.

...

Even if Li Yan is a shuttle between the shadows of the barren buildings, there may be a bit of heart in Song Zuoyin's heart, and he did not go straight to the top of the building, but it took less than half a minute. Came to this building.

Coincidentally, as soon as Li Yan's footsteps stopped, the glass on the second floor shattered, and Song Zuo, the old man with a blood bandage, ran out of the glass window on the back, and fired with a pistol at the building, rolling down after falling on the ground. Get up and hit a face with Li Yan.

The two were staring at each other, and Song Zuo, full of embarrassment, was horrified and turned upside down. He pulled the wild vines growing on the barbed wire next to him, and brought about half of the height of the soil. He jumped back one by one, rubbing his shoulders into the alley. Sliding away, raising his arms, he did not hesitate to point Li Yan in the dust and pulled the trigger.

Bang ~ Bang ~

The old man responded very fast, and the back-jumping and drawing gun was even more rapid. Unfortunately, Li Yan was standing a few meters in front of him. This distance was just a few more Song Zuo, and Li Yan was in danger.

Li Yan didn't blink his eyelids, his body flickered straight, and in the blink of an eye he hit Song Zuo's eyes, kicking him on the soft flesh of Song Zuo's stomach.

Song Zuo's face was full of blue veins, and he did not hold back a bite, and the bitter water spit out.

At this time, Li Yan had no respect for the elderly. He raised his toe and kicked Fei Song's left pistol in his left hand. He threw a collar around the old man's neck and threw it on the wall, which hit Song left eyes black.

Song Zuo grabbed the edge of the window next to him, and it took a long time to catch his breath.

Li Yan blocked Song Zuo near the dead end, and said with a loud voice, "Why shoot?"

In fact, Li Yan knew in his heart that this old man should have been conspired, and shooting at himself was a misunderstanding. But in this case, what you say is not as good as the phrase "why shot".

In this kung fu, a Qashik army knife protruded from the window of the building. The figure holding the knife pulled the wires that had long exposed the copper wire and jumped down from the window. He swayed, slashing his neck with Li Yan in his hand, and chopped his neck, half of his pale face revealing killing and cruelty.

The whole process was silent, but it was as fast as electricity.

Song Zuo's pupils shrank: "Behind you!"

Li Yan heard the wind, but even the desire to turn back was unsatisfactory. His wrist moved backwards, the tiger's big gun shook out of thin air, the tiger's head swallowed up, and the three-meter platinum gun was full of visual oppression.

The knife in the hand of the corpse flying down the wire was still far away from Li Yan, but the tip of the gun had been pierced into his chest. With only a bang, the saber corpse who appeared on the mountain like Tarzan was pierced.

"Teleporter?"

Song Zuo was startled.

Li Yan shook his gun with his backhand, still staring at Song Zuo, with a bad tone: "Ask you, why did you shoot?"

Unexpectedly, Song Zuo relaxed, he grabbed a peanut from his pocket and broke the blood on his forehead. "Friend, please look back first."

Li Yan's eyes glanced back, at least a dozen sabers were bright. Each of these corpses was wearing Zhuang Su's khaki military uniform, with white skin, black eye sockets, and sporadic fester on his face. Looking at himself and Song Zuo from the broken window upstairs.

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