Like a broken leaf falling to the ground, with only a slight sound, the sniper rifle in Liu Weian's hand was replaced with black humor. Sniper rifles are too long for indoor combat.
There are generally no zombies on the upper floors of the building. This is Liu Weian's experience, but he dare not be careless. A glass marble slipped from his hand and rolled down the stairs.
Da da da da da da...
Because the speed was well controlled, the glass marble just rolled to every step, and the crisp sound was transmitted, which was very harsh in the quiet corridor.
Liu Wei'an stood at the stairs and looked down, and waited for about five seconds. Uneven footsteps sounded from the eighth floor. Only then did the voice leap forward, jumping down from the gap in the stairs.
boom!
The loud noise echoed in all the corridors, and the fastest zombie rushed headshot on the spot, and black juice splashed all over the place. With the second gunshot, Liu Weian had already landed on the eighth floor. He stretched out his hand and pulled on the stainless steel railing, and the railing, which could bear hundreds of kilograms of weight, instantly deformed. On the eighth floor.
Shoot with both hands simultaneously.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!
Six shots, six zombies headshot, before the corpses fell to the ground, Liu Weian stretched out his upper body, and fired wildly at the seventh floor. Flames spewed out, and the sound of the bullets was too short, which sounded like a machine gun.
boom…
The zombies on the seventh floor fell down.
Click—
The moment the magazine fell off, Liu Weian withdrew his hands and pressed it on his waist. There was a crisp click sound, indicating that the magazine had been replaced, and the black humor sprayed out flames again.
One back and one back, the time does not exceed 0.2 seconds, and the first-class special forces can only sigh when they see this speed.
Eighteen zombies on the seventh floor were all dealt with by Liu Weian within three seconds. They jumped out of the stairs and landed on the seventh floor lightly. A zombie lying on the ground suddenly jumped up and opened its disgusting mouth. A sharp fang shone coldly, almost touching Liu Weian's skin, and before he could turn his hands around in time, lightning flew up.
boom!
The toes came into close contact with the zombie, and a terrifying force comparable to an elephant erupted in an instant. The zombie shot out like a cannonball, hitting the ceiling, and the limestone fell off. The zombie had no pain, and a pair of blood-red eyes stared at Liu Wei'an, waiting for the landing to attack again, but he had no chance.
The black humor trembled slightly. From such a short distance, the rules of the bullets could not be seen at all, only the head of the zombie exploded with a bang, and the fragments and juice splashed in all directions.
"Quick, quick, keep up!"
The members of the safety team gestured, this one was taught to them by a group of special forces called Salmon. The more professional the team is, the more complex the content must be expressed in the simplest language. It is better to have no sound than to have sound. Special forces operations generally complete the most difficult and dangerous tasks, and most of the time they are carried out in secret. All, sound is taboo.
This is also the reason why special forces have mastered multiple sets of sign language.
The members went all the way down the stairs, only to hear gunshots, and every time they only caught Liu Wei'an's figure. When they rushed to the floor, Liu Wei'an had already reached the bottom.
Since it was confirmed that there were no living people in this building, the security team did not check it, and went down to the first floor as quickly as possible. The corridor near the stairs, starting from the eighth floor, the lower floors were full of corpses of zombies.
"Young master!"
The Ping'an team finally caught up with Liu Weian, but they did not catch up, but Liu Weian stopped and waited for them.
"Two people spread out in a group, looking for survivors. I'm here to snipe zombies." Liu Wei'an changed his mind before he died. The original thought was that he was also looking for survivors, but only when he rushed to the first floor did he realize that there were too many zombies. I'm afraid the elephant can't stand it.
"My lord, it's too dangerous for you alone." Some members couldn't help but said.
"Execute the order!" Liu Weian said without doubt.
"Yes!" The thirty members shouted, and dispersed as quickly as possible, away from the building. They had just left, and the zombies who heard the movement had already surrounded the exit, and some zombies were chasing the security team.
bang, bang, bang...
Liu Wei'an held the gun in both hands, and the black humor continued to shoot out flames. The sound of gunshots was dense, and the fallen corpses of the zombies were connected together. In just ten seconds, Liu Wei'an emptied three magazines. The zombies are all dead. The zombies behind were attracted by the gunshots, and had already forgotten the Ping An team that had left.
The distance between the two buildings was less than 30 meters. Those zombies who rushed over couldn't rush into the opposite building, so they all rushed here. Liu Wei'an looked solemn, his hands were like cast iron, and he had a strong recoil with black humor Doesn't seem to have the slightest feeling for him. With every slight vibration, there must be a zombie headshot.
Liu Wei'an scanned the entire battlefield with his eyes, and the bullets he saw were caused by bullets, but there were too many zombies, and the space for him to move was getting smaller and smaller. The zombies in front died, but they couldn't fall down, but were pushed up by the zombies behind forward.
Ten meters, five meters, three meters...
A strong rancid smell hit the nostrils, making it almost impossible to breathe. The juice splashed from the bullet's head flew to Liu Wei'an's body. With his usual expression, he suddenly retracted the gun and put it into the ring. At that time, there were a few more yellow talismans.
The dissolving curse talisman!
With a flicker of light and shadow, the talisman disappeared and was neatly pasted on the wall. Liu Weian backed away with lightning, and the zombie rushed up.
boom—
The walls on both sides collapsed, burying the zombies inside. Amidst the smoke and dust, Liu Weian rushed up to the second floor. The silver-winged bow appeared in his hand, but he heard the long sound of the bow strings.
Whoosh—
A string of long arrows roared out, and in mid-air, they suddenly dispersed into nine arrows, hitting the eyebrows of the nine zombies with incomparable accuracy.
bang, bang, bang, bang...
The anti-corpse curse attached to the arrow broke out, and the nine zombies suddenly turned into headless monsters.
Whoop, whoop, whoop...
Streams of light shot out from it, as fast as lightning, and the zombies exploded one after another, connecting the city in a line, and the splashed brains and fragments were like small fireworks, which was quite spectacular.
The roar of the zombies echoed with the vibration of the bowstring.
On the first floor, there were constant vibrations, bricks and stones hitting the ground, and there were violent impact sounds. I don't know what the zombies are doing below. Liu Weian stared outside, but his ears were thinking about the movement of the stairs.
When his finger was about to let go, he pinched it suddenly. Because he was too hard, he almost crushed the shaft of the arrow. A trace of surprise flashed through his calm black eyes. He actually saw a person, a person who rushed into the zombie.