Gamers Are Fierce Chapter 18: Bai Zong

Without one person, you can only fight the landlord.

Li Ang's card skills and Qianshu are both very strong. Back then, Chen Daozai could win 37 million with 20 yuan, and Li Ang won 5 million with 200,000 Happy Beans.

After a few rounds, the other two were beaten to the core, and they secretly wondered whether Feng Tiechui had some **** on his hands today, and there was also a sense of depression and anxiety rising from his heart.

Villager B clapped the card in his hand, glared at Li Ang and said, "Can you kill me with seventeen cards? Can you kill me?! You can beat me with seventeen cards today, I! Eat this card."

Li Ang calmly threw all the cards in his hand onto the newspaper in the middle, "bomb", "airplane."

Seventeen cards to complete the instant kill.

Villager B stared at the playing cards on the newspaper. He was about to get angry when he heard a very slight "click" sound.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at the platform of the Great Hall in the distance.

The white-haired corpse sitting upright in the coffin is standing upright at a strangely slow speed,

It stepped out of the low coffin, jumped off the platform with a light jump, and walked silently towards the three people playing cards.

Zombies, born from the grievances and filth of the world, use resentment as their strength and blood as their food.

According to the collection of strange novels such as "Zibuyu", "Xuzibuyu", "Yuewei Caotang Notes", zombies can be divided into purple zombies, white zombies, black zombies, green zombies, hair zombies, Flying zombies, wandering corpses, lying corpses, immortalized bones, and even drought and scorpion.

Zi Zong is an ordinary human corpse, while White Zong and Black Zong are covered with hair on the body surface and can stand upright and move freely.

Green and fur are stiff, and they are quick to move, jump vertically, and are immune to fire, even the sun.

And the higher-level flying zombies can cast spells, soar into the air, and travel thousands of miles at night.

As for the boneless and more advanced scorpions, they have become legendary monsters, and wherever they go, nothing grows.

Although the white zombie in front of him is only a low-level zombie, it is not something that an unarmed mortal can contend against. For ordinary people, it is normal for ordinary people to suddenly come into contact with ghosts and become stiff with fear.

Bai Zong jumped off the platform and walked slowly. The whole process was carried out in silence. Villager B was about to scream when he suddenly remembered his companion who left in a hurry, his face changed.

According to a strange saying circulating in the village, when encountering a corpse, the living person should not speak loudly, and it is best not to change his breath, otherwise the corpse will swoosh up when it smells the breath of the living person, and kill the living person. Hoop and strangle.

Villager C, who was sitting opposite Villager B, saw his companion's face change, and turned his head to look subconsciously. He also saw the swindled zombie.

The two had a good relationship on weekdays. At this time, they were so scared that they didn't dare to remind Li Ang, who had his back to the zombies.

I am afraid that in the secret thoughts of the two of them, they also hope that Li Ang, who has his back to Bai Zong, can act as a meat shield to temporarily resist the deceitful zombies...

Li Ang, who was sitting on the innermost side, watched all his companions leave the Great Hall, stood up in a hurry, patted the dust on his clothes, and turned to look at the zombie.

This poor woman, who was starved to death by her own son, still has no rest after her death.

She was covered with long white hairs all over her body. Those fine and fluffy mycelium spread freely from the gaps in the shroud, and swayed gently as the air blew.

The skin under the white fur is iron blue, and the taut flesh is wrinkled like snakeskin.

The only face that was not completely covered by white hair, the eye sockets were hollow, and the expression was terrifying. The mouth was wide open but there were no teeth inside, only pale gums could be seen.

As if smelling the breath of strangers, the white-haired zombie stretched out his hands and seemed to be walking slowly towards Li Ang.

"Alas..."

Li Ang sighed softly, picked up the Kalashnikov assault rifle, pressed the **** tightly against his shoulder, tilted his neck slightly to the right, his right eye overlapped with the aiming line, took a step forward with his left foot, bent his left knee, and used his right The feet form the body, shifting the weight forward.

Extremely standard rifle stance.

The trigger is pulled, and the bullet spins along the rifling and is fired.

A 7.62mm caliber rifle bullet flying at a speed of 850m/s carries the kinetic energy of the 1980J muzzle. If it hits the body of an ordinary person, it will first leave a small hole at the point of entry, and then at the point of ejection. Cut out a bowl-sized wound.

The fragility of flesh and blood is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Even a mammoth and a Tyrannosaurus rex cannot be hit by a 7.62mm bullet at such a close distance and unscathed.

Dah, dah, dah.

The muzzle was blazing, and within six seconds, Li Ang poured all the twenty-nine bullets in the magazine onto the head, torso, and limbs of the white-haired zombie.

When there was the last bullet left in the magazine, Li Ang held the gun in his right hand, took out the magazine from his waist with his left, and then used the new magazine to cover the tenon of the magazine on the firearm. The magazine is loose, at this time, squeeze the new magazine forward again, so that the empty magazine falls forward, and the new magazine is loaded in the normal order.

This one-handed tactical action of changing the magazine only takes 2 to 3 seconds. Compared with the traditional process of changing the magazine, it can save a lot of time, and even the action of pulling the bolt and loading the gun can be avoided. Increased firepower continuity.

The 7.62mm caliber bullets were instilled in the white-haired zombies without a break. The dull and loud noises echoed in the huge rural town hall. Together with the crisp clanging sound of the bullet casings falling to the ground, weaved a blood-smelling atmosphere. symphony.

The huge kinetic energy of the muzzle made the white-haired zombie unable to stop backing away. Its gray hair was attached to a large piece of scalp, which was shaved off by the rifle bullets. The pale skull with red and white flesh tissue was exposed. in the air.

However, the 7.62mm bullet was blocked on the body part covered with white fur.

Those fluffy and soft white long hairs, like powerful bulletproof vests, stick to the copper shell bullets, making the latter stay on the surface of the zombies, making it difficult for them to enter any further.

There were even tufts of white hairs extending from the zombie's throat, blocking the bullet that was trying to penetrate the mouth.

The completion of the task is naturally impossible to be so easy and freehand. Li Ang, who has already been mentally prepared, put the AK47 back into the backpack, took out the double-barreled shotgun he made from motorcycle parts in his right hand, and took out a modified can from the left hand. simple hand grenade.

Bang! The double-barreled shotgun sprayed densely packed small steel **** at the white-haired zombie, blasting the latter's numb pale eyes.

The body of the white-haired zombie, which was severely injured, shook violently, and the next second, a shrill and decisive roar resounded through the mountains!

Zombies rushed in, and the long gray hair behind him floated sideways at a sudden speed ~IndoMTL.com~, like a ghost.

"So fast..."

A thought flashed through Li Ang's mind, and he subconsciously slammed on the ground, like an arrow from a string, evading the zombie's sharp claws that ripped through the air.

Between the light and flint, Li Ang clearly saw that the dark fingernails of the zombies were extremely long and sharp.

Li Ang, who was retreating, tumbled hurriedly on the ground. After standing up, he pulled the trigger of the shotgun one after another and poured out bullets. With his left hand, he yanked the lead of the can grenade and threw it at the zombie. Behind the pile of chairs on both sides of the Great Hall

The sturdy cans, which were tied with adhesive tape, drew a beautiful arc in the air and landed in front of the zombies.

Bai Zong stretched out his hand and grabbed the can, pinching it hard.

Boom!

The fire soared into the sky, and a shock wave visible to the naked eye swept across the entire Great Hall, crushing all the tables, chairs and benches in the corner of the hall into pieces.

Inside the can, the densely packed steel balls, steel nails, and iron sheets bloomed into death flowers in the air, and with the sound of smashing the air, they were embedded in every corner of the hall.

Li Ang, who was hiding behind the table and chair, stuck his head out, but saw a figure still standing in the dusty sky.

"Ho...ho"

A low roar sounded in the center of the hall, and the zombie slowly stepped out of the smoke, the flesh and blood on its palm were stripped away, leaving only the bones.

However, tufts of hair, as if alive, climbed along the zombie's arm, attached to the palm wound, and repaired the wound.

And those white hairs on it are also rapidly turning black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even a little emerald green spreads out at the roots.

From white stiffness to black stiffness to green stiffness, it is evolving.