Blue and White Society Chapter 110: Wax figures play dead

Li Qing still has one hand intact, as long as he can hold on, it will be much more useful to shoot with a gun than Xiao Feng and the others.

However, his injuries were too severe. If he hadn't been given medicine, he might have lost consciousness, or even died.

Mo Poor didn't expect Li Qing to help him when he was sober for the last two minutes.

Seeing Mo Poor's hesitation, Li Qing pointed at Xiao Feng with a smile and said, "You, carry me on your back, hurry up."

Xiao Feng hurriedly picked up Li Qing, and Li Qing took out a pistol and said, "First go to the ammunition depot, Mo Poor, you are at the front, and the others are responsible for observing and reminding him."

Mo Poor had no choice but to go out first with a gun in hand.

The laboratory has an ammunition depot, which is a standard configuration in the containment area, even if it is not needed normally, it will be there in case of emergency.

And there, there are many spare communicators.

After listening to Li Qing explaining while helping him remove the wax figure he was hiding behind, Mo Poor realized that the task of delivering feed was more dangerous than he had imagined.

First of all, there is a communicator. Without a communicator, if the positions of the large troops above are shifted, Mo Poor will not be able to find them.

Li Qing had to help him communicate with the higher-ups and report the current situation, so that when such a large army encountered Mo Poor, they knew what he was doing and could support him if necessary.

The communicators of official members are all genetically matched. Mo Poor cannot get a communicator from him to use. He must go to the ammunition depot to get a spare.

Along the way, you will pass many rooms whose containment measures have been breached. Some of the containment objects will not move and may still be inside, but passing by is still dangerous.

So while Li Qing was talking about the dangers he might experience during the transportation and how to deal with them, he shot the wax figure with a pistol behind Xiao Feng's back to help Mo Poor share the pressure.

Facts have proved that in terms of shooting wax figures, these three D-level personnel plus one piece are not as good as a dying official member...

"Bang bang bang!"

After Mo Poor swept away all the wax figures in front of him, he turned his head and saw that Li Qing could stably kill a wax figure every time he fired a pistol.

As he said, the wax figures may jump out of the dark at any time, because they can climb walls and even ceilings...

He saw on the top of the laboratory, dozens of wax figures either standing, or lying down, poured on top.

It's as if they were built on top of it.

Their feet are firmly attached to the ceiling, so as long as they don't disengage at the same time, they can stick firmly.

"Be careful up there!" Li Qing reminded and shot.

Mo Poor's reaction was not slow, he aimed the gun symbolically, and the bullets hit the wax figure's vitals one by one.

However, even if the wax figure hanging on the ceiling is shot to death, it is still hanging upside down.

"The principle of a wax figure climbing a wall is roughly equivalent to using anything as a base..." Li Qing said.

The ink is poor, just like in a wax museum, most wax figures are indeed standing on the ground, and there is no need for a base.

There are also a small number of special style wax figures, which will be installed directly on the wall or even on the top.

At this time, it is necessary to install a base for the sole of the wax figure so that it can stand on the wall.

The proliferating wax figure at this moment is like wherever it goes, it can fix a part of the body on the surface of the object. So even if they die, even if the ability to touch the waxy creatures is gone, as long as they are on the wall when they die, they will still be on the wall after death.

"Golden Retriever, beat these dead ones to pieces, otherwise I'll hardly be able to tell who's alive and who's dead if I'm hanging like this!" Mo Poor shouted.

"That's right..." Li Qing nodded secretly.

There are some details of experience that I can't explain clearly while sitting there, there are too many, so he used his last waking time to help Mo Poor familiarize himself with the wax figure.

Unexpectedly, Mo Poor is more spiritual than he expected, and he can realize many details without his reminder.

Although the blond hair is not good at marksmanship, there is no need to hit the vital parts of a static target, but just smash it to make it look dead.

Therefore, Mo Poor harvested from the front, Li Qing clicked to kill or reminded the enemies that Mo Poor hadn't seen for a while, while Blonde kept 'making up' the wax figures they killed, but the surface was still intact.

For a while, wherever they passed, all the wax figures were dead.

Some died under the table, some died on the ceiling, and some really pretended to be corpses!

Louching on the ground, you can't see the front, your body is a little damaged, motionless as if you are dead.

After all, Mo Poor shot straight away when he saw it, and thought he had already shot it when he passed by.

Unexpectedly, when approaching, Li Qing suddenly shot several times at the corpse.

Seeing the wax figure explode, Mo Poor reacted and immediately shot his tie, making it really dead.

"How do you know it's alive? Do you have any tricks?" Mo Poor hurriedly asked for advice.

This is too dangerous, if Li Qing hadn't shot first, he would at least have to wait until his leg was scratched by the wax figure before he would fight back.

Li Qing gasped and said, "I will remember what you shot."

"What?" Mo Poor was startled, so hard work?

Li Qing smiled wryly and said: "Smashing the wax figure is a way, but if you are surrounded by a large number of wax figures, this method is too wasteful of time and bullets. It is best to be vigilant at all times. Do not move."

A wax figure is a wax figure, but not a living person. Could it be possible to see if it looks dead? Is the skin the color of a dead man? None of this is possible.

Don't get close to a wax figure whose bow tie can't be seen. If it scratches violently, even if the copper-skinned iron frame is still wearing a space suit, it will still be scratched and rotted. Because the clothes and jewelry that you carry with you can also be waxed.

What Li Qing said was based on experience, but also a helpless move.

"I remember." Mo Poor nodded.

The crowd quickly rushed to a room in the corner of the laboratory, which was the ammunition depot.

After entering the door, Li Qing eagerly instructed Mo Poor to bind the contactor, and then told him how to contact the stress guard.

"It seems that you are not familiar with this spear, and wanted to teach you marksmanship... Now it seems that I don't need it. I am amazed by your talent..." Li Qing said with difficulty, panting heavily.

Mo Poor had already tied the communicator to his earlobe, and squatted in front of Li Qing.

"It's okay, after all, I have practiced bow and crossbow for fifteen years." Mo Poor said.

In a small-scale battle just now, he restrained his unsolvable shooting... While using his ability to ensure accuracy, he gradually became familiar with spear skills by relying on his true talent for shooting since he was a child.

After familiarizing himself with the rhythm of pressing the gun, he speeded up the shooting step by step, and he hit every shot without fail, which made him seem to be making rapid progress.

Li Qing said tiredly: "Your talent is top-notch, and you have already approached me in a short time... If you can continue to improve, maybe you can really annihilate most of the wax figures..."

"There are still too many dangers on the way to the confluence, but I don't seem to have time to talk about it... The next wave of splitting will start soon, you should act now, don't delay any longer. If there is any situation, you can contact the old ghost ...Ask him..."

The old ghost is the captain of the guard, Li Qing's immediate boss.

At this moment, Mo Poor watched Li Qing's face turn gray quickly, and couldn't help saying: "Stop talking, isn't there an infirmary here?"

Li Qing is not only seriously injured, but also overdosed with adrenaline, and now he is exhausted.

He leaned against the corner and said solemnly: "Don't talk nonsense, carry out the task, the limiter is Mo Poor."

"Well...you hold on." Mo Poor knew that time was running out, and he had to fight the wax figure without stopping for a moment, otherwise it would just keep fighting more and more.

Mo Poor ran out of the ammunition depot with Xiao Feng and others, and closed the gate.

Only Li Qing was left alone in the ammunition depot, he still had one last thing to do.

Pressing his earlobe, Li Qing said with difficulty: "Old ghost, I temporarily recruited a restrictor and three D-class personnel, and they will deal with β-466..."

With his last strength, he explained Mo Poor's mission.

The old ghost on the other end of the connector said: "Is Mo Poor right? I know him. David said he still has a little mental resistance. But it is still too difficult to complete this task. I will send someone to it when I find a chance." I'll see you next, it would be great if he can suppress β-466."

"I thought so too at first...Old ghost, if he really completes the task, remember to write my name on his recommendation letter." Li Qing smiled weakly.

"...Really? Let's not talk about this, how is your physical condition now? How long can you last?" asked the old ghost.

Li Qing smiled and said, "I received three injections."

"...Fuck! I said I can only get two shots!" The old ghost said anxiously.

"Then why do we need three needles for each person?"

"..." The old ghost was silent.

Li Qing said in a low voice: "If I don't take this injection, I'll be dead already... Remember to visit me on Lingdao, yes, there is a chance... When you feed Taotie... mix some urine with it It...hahaha..."

"Do you want to be so childish!" The old ghost really couldn't laugh or cry.

But he waited for a while and got no answer again.

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