Crisis on the Journey

In fact, when it comes to it, Huan Chu has only been practicing with the gun for a few days, so his marksmanship is naturally not that good. If he were to compete in fixed target shooting against Chen Wenwen and others on the shooting range, he would most likely be completely outperformed.

However, it seems that there is a natural flow of killer blood in Huan Chu's body. When facing zombies, he almost never aims, but relies on his intuition. He raises his gun and can directly blow up the zombie's head.

Just as the three zombies were knocked back by the bullets, Chen Wenwen took the opportunity of the zombie attack to change the magazine, and the long-silent Type 79 began to roar again.

"Tut tut tut tut tut~~"

A burst of bullets swept across the fan-shaped area towards the approaching zombies, and amidst the chaotic gunfire, zombies kept howling and falling to the ground. Chen Wenwen's timely firepower support instantly relieved the pressure on Huan Chu and Pang Le, allowing them to finally break free from the zombie horde to reload their magazines.

The Type 79 has a fast rate of fire, but the 20 rounds in the magazine were quickly emptied by the queen, leaving the micro-uzi in her hand silent.

The gunfire on the rooftop has not stopped, with Huan Chu and Pang Le, who have loaded their guns, firing at the zombies one after another.

Two automatic rifles opened fire at the same time, and the dozens of zombies crowded at the entrance of the rooftop were blasted into pieces by the dense firepower of the two in less than ten seconds.

Immediately, within a radius of twenty meters around Huan Chu and the others, there were no longer any living beings standing.

Just as the three were about to breathe a sigh of relief, a muffled sound of footsteps suddenly came from the stairs. The voice didn't sound as low-level zombie-like as usual, but more like the intermediate-level zombie we saw in the hall before.

Is that big guy still not dead? Even if he didn't die, being chopped into a stick figure renders him no threat to anyone.

Huan Chu had no time to think, he heard footsteps getting closer and closer to himself, a sound of "bang", "bang" footsteps like knocking on the hearts of the people, just out of the crisis of three people can not help but nervous.

Huan Chu, who was listening attentively, suddenly changed his expression and quickly instructed the queen and Pang Le to change the bullets and search for advantageous terrain.

The sound of footsteps, clearly not coming from the same person!

Huan Chu didn't even have time to consider the possibilities when the heavens revealed the outcome in advance. With a loud bang, the door at the top of the stairs on the rooftop flew open, and a monster emerged from the dark doorway, bending over as it walked out!

This monster is not as tall as the intermediate zombies encountered in the hall before, measuring just about two meters. But covered in dried purple-black fat after the hesitation blood dried up, it looks like a giant millstone at first glance. His left eye socket was sunken, with a dark empty void inside, as if it had been gouged out by someone at some point. The right eye of the figure gazing at the crowd occasionally flickers with a greedy gleam, while thick black liquid drips from the corner of its mouth.

Huan, Chu, and the other three were all surprised, it seemed that this guy was even more formidable than the big guy they had taken down together before.

Just as Huan Chu was frantically thinking of a solution, seven or eight intermediate-level zombies filed out from behind the fat man in the doorway, appearing in front of everyone. Seeing their far above average height and physique, Huan Chu didn't even need to think to know that all of these guys were actually intermediate-level zombies!

When these zombies appeared in front of Huan Chu, his heart quickly calmed down. Obviously, my previous anxiety was caused by these terrifying guys in front of me.

Actually, if Huan Chu had thought about it carefully, he should have anticipated this situation long ago. The university years are generally the time when a person is in the best physical condition, and there are often students with various sports talents and sports clubs in schools, which increases the possibility of encountering highly powerful intermediate-level zombies. The fat man in front is still wearing sportswear in the cold weather. He was probably a member of a shot put or discus team before he died.

Huan Chu felt relieved, but Chen Wenwen and Pang Le's hearts were on edge again.

Just when we finally dealt with the approaching zombies, we ran into eight grim reapers, truly a case of being caught between a rock and a hard place. Even the bloodthirsty Pang Le dared not act rashly, staring blankly at Huan Chu.

Just as Huan Chu was about to speak, the fat man at the front, who seemed to be the leader, raised his head and let out a roar: "Roar!" "

This was the first time everyone had heard a mid-level zombie speak. Unlike ordinary zombies with voices like dead ducks, this voice was deeper and more powerful, not at all human-like, giving people a feeling of a tiger roaring in the mountains.

Huan Chu and the other two were taken aback, and they saw the intermediate-level zombie behind the fat man roaring one after another as if receiving a signal.

For a moment, the howls of just eight zombies gave the group far more pressure than the dozens of zombies before. Huan Chu exclaimed 'x', watching as eight intermediate-level zombies were about to rush towards him, he raised his Type 95 and fired several shots.

"Pika pika!" "

Although Huan Chu's shots never missed, every bullet hit the zombies' heads and created a few small holes. In the moonlight, one could even see the bullets piercing through the skulls and splattering dark blood. The zombies that were shot just now were only shaken by the impact of the bullets, and instead took a few quick steps towards Huan Chu and the others.

Intermediate zombies not only have much higher strength and defense than low-level ones, but also have greatly enhanced speed, not slower than characters like Huan Chu.

Huan Chu, who originally intended to use the kite-flying tactic, had to give up. Taking advantage of the opportunity when the zombies were blocked by his firepower, he raised his hand and forced the intermediate zombie in front of him back with a swift slash, quickly looking around.

If fighting against eight intermediate-level zombies on an unobstructed rooftop, the outcome of everyone dying in battle is almost predetermined.

Huan Chu's thoughts were not affected by the critical situation. The more dangerous the situation, the more he could display his quick wit. At this moment, the small house on the Tian Tai staircase came into Huan Chu's view.

There is usually a small room at the top of the stairs on the rooftop, used for storing miscellaneous items for the people in the building. This teaching building is no exception, with a small house at the stairwell. The room is not very high, probably only about 2.5 meters, but compared to the bulky bodies of the intermediate zombies, it would probably take some effort for them to climb up.

Huan Chu rolled to avoid the zombie's attack, picked up the flashlight he had dropped on the ground earlier, shone it around the room, and shouted loudly, "To the rooftop!" "

Chen Wenwen originally saw Huan Chu dodging the zombies, and she was about to confront them with her Type 79 rifle. Although she felt a bit fearful facing the eight intermediate zombies in front of her, she showed no sign of backing down. Pang Le was about to rush up to fight the zombies. When he received Huan Chu's order, he was stunned and looked towards Chen Minwen.

Chen Wenwen looked at the small house illuminated in the darkness and immediately understood Huan Chu's intention. With a flick of his hand to send Weichong behind him, Pang Le nodded towards him and then rushed towards the small house. Although Pang Le and Chen Wenwen did not cooperate much, the tacit understanding between them in life and death situations was not weak at all. Chen Wenwen quickly took a big step and crouched down by the wall of the cabin.

Chen Wenwen accelerated and ran towards Pang Le, taking one step to step on Pang Le's shoulder. Pang Le felt a weight on his body, then exerted all his strength to stand up. Chen Wenwen leveraged the momentum of Pang Le standing up, straightened her knee from a bend, and suddenly kicked off, her well-defined body flying into the air. Then, using both hands and feet, grab the eaves, and with a little more force, flip onto the roof.

Pang Le saw Chen Wenwen on the roof and was about to rush back to help Huan Chu. Huan Chu flicked a shot with his hand, forcing a zombie that was approaching to retreat. His face was instantly splattered with the black blood bursting out from the zombie's head, but he didn't look back. He shouted loudly at Pang Le, "Lezi!" Upper room! "

Pang Le hesitated for a moment, looking at Huan Chu who was struggling in the battle, gritted his teeth and was about to step in to help. Huan Chu was in a hurry when he saw the situation. He dodged to the side to avoid a half-naked zombie rushing towards him, and slashed at the back of the zombie's neck. However, he felt a strong impact like metal clashing, which made his hand numb. Feeling even more angry, he cursed, "F**k you!" Go up when you are asked to! Get lost! "

This was the first time Huan Chu had cursed at Pang Le, and the fool was stunned for a moment before following Huan Chu's instructions.

But he did not rush to the room at the first time. He had great confidence in his marksmanship. Seeing the increasingly dangerous situation faced by Huan Chu, he ignored the fact that Huan Chu and the zombies were almost in close combat. He picked up the Type 95 automatic rifle and, without aiming, fired a burst of bullets.

Da da da da! "

With the roar of automatic rifles, Pang Le did not disappoint himself.

Blood splattered, and the zombies behind Huan Chu all howled and took a few steps back, reducing the pressure on Huan Chu instantly.

At this moment, Pang Le no longer hesitated. Without anyone to step on, he turned around and grabbed the hand that Chen Wenwen reached out. With a push of his foot, he jumped up with the pulling force from Chen Wenwen's hand, used his legs to push against the wall, and easily climbed onto the roof with his arms relaxed. The movements are so skillful, even more so than a monkey. I really wonder if this guy is the Tarzan of the city.

Seeing that both of them were safe, Huan Chu no longer had the task of delaying the zombies and began to be more cautious. Facing the zombie rushing towards him, he took a step back and directly slashed the throat of the intermediate-level zombie with the long knife in his hand.

With a 'pu' sound, the machete only managed to cut two centimeters into the zombie's skin before it couldn't go any further. However, there was no change in expression on Huan Chu's face, as if he had anticipated this outcome long ago.

Huan Chu decisively pulled out the machete embedded in the zombie's flesh, raised his right hand, and opened fire with the Type 92 at the wound of the zombie, firing in rapid succession—"pupupu" came several consecutive sounds.

Huan Chu's right hand shook slightly, and he directly fired the 20 rounds of bullets in the pistol. At such a close distance, the highly penetrating bullets of Type 92 hit near the wound of the intermediate zombie, cutting off its head as if with an extremely sharp invisible blade.

Yes, just cut it off! The scene was like a carpenter sawing wood, with each bullet hitting the zombie's neck, separating flesh and blood bit by bit, until his head was pulled off from his neck.

After single-handedly dealing with the zombie, Huan Chu no longer lingered in battle. Taking advantage of the fact that no one had filled the position of the fallen zombie yet, he took a big step and leaped over the headless body on the ground, then ran towards the small house.