Doomsday Sniper

Chapter 12 Ghost sniper rifle? Ghost sniper bullet?

Zhou Hao drew the curtains tightly and checked again whether the door was secure. This was done to ensure that zombies would not take advantage of the room and enter because Zhou Hao planned to take a shower.

"It seems like I haven't taken a shower since last night."

I'm used to taking a shower every day, but I always feel uncomfortable if I don't wash my body. And in this zombie world, I just want to take a shower while there is still water, so I insist on washing whenever I can, otherwise I won't be able to take a shower again when the water stops.

People should know how to enjoy the time they have. After losing it, it will be too late to think about the time they had.

Zhou Hao went into the bathroom, took off all his clothes, and then started taking a shower.

After washing and washing, I thought about it again. I really didn't feel hungry at all. This was so unreasonable. It had been a day and a night and I still didn't feel hungry. My energy was still in good condition.

"If I don't have to eat, that's a good thing in a world like this. I don't know if I can still eat. If I can't eat, it would be a bit tragic. If I can't eat the food I like, I won't be greedy to death.

ah."

In this post-apocalyptic world, there are really many benefits. You don’t have to go to work, and you don’t have to look at the leader’s face to do things.

There is no need to worry about running out of money, and now there is no need to worry about running out of food.

Sometimes I wonder if I should stay in this building all the time and not go outside.

Just die of old age like this?

The idea is very simple, no matter how you live, you still have to live.

Zhou Hao took a shower and then went to bed. He still took out his mobile phone and was studying how to turn it on. As long as he could turn it on after studying it, he could at least contact others, but the cell phone he was studying still couldn't be turned on.

Being alone for a long time can be a bit lonely, especially in this day and age without computers.

"on the computer?"

"By the way, isn't there a TV here? I can watch TV."

When Zhou Hao thought about TV, he knew what was on TV. It was impossible for a city like this that was ravaged by the zombie virus not to have any news.

Zhou Hao immediately jumped out of bed and rushed to the TV in front of him. When he turned on the TV, Zhou Hao was wondering if the light from the TV would shine outside and cause trouble.

But after thinking about it, it shouldn't be possible. How can the design of the hotel be so bad? If you can see it from outside even if you close the curtains and turn on the TV, then the confidentiality of this hotel is too bad, or the curtains are so bad that even a little bit of light can't

Can't stop it.

Zhou Hao thought that he didn't have much worry anymore, so he turned on the TV.

The color TV screen lit up, but there was no sound yet. Zhou Hao thought the sound had been turned down low, so he didn't hear it.

The TV screen was on, but all the screen displayed was blue. Zhou Hao picked up the TV remote control next to him and pressed the remote control to change the channel.

It changes from platform to platform, only a few occasionally have snowflakes, and every other platform is blue.

"Why is there no station? Could it be that the signal cable is not plugged in properly?"

Zhou Hao went to the back of the TV to check whether the signal cable was plugged in properly, but the wiring at the back was plugged in perfectly.

It might lead to poor contact, so Zhou Hao unplugged the connector, blew on it and then plugged it back in.

The TV picture remains the same.

"what happened?"

Zhou Hao pressed the data button on the TV remote control and changed from one channel to another, but the TV still did not show the expected picture.

"Is there no signal here, so the TV can't receive the station?"

"Or is it that the TV station signal transmission headquarters in this city has been down, so no signals can be received, not even mobile phones. So now we can only send and receive information using products such as satellite reception?"

Zhou Hao was guessing.

But this communication section is too weird.

The end of the world, this is the end of the world, where contact with the outside world is lost, and only the survivors survive alone. They cannot rely on anyone to help them, they have to rely on themselves for everything.

In such an apocalyptic world, Zhou Hao has been living on his own for a day and a night...

The TV signal could not be received, and Zhou Hao had no choice but to go back to bed in despair.

People were also a little tired, so they had to take a rest.

Now I am no longer hungry, I don’t have to worry about food, clothing, and even shelter.

Take whatever you want. Everything now belongs to no one, and it belongs to whoever takes it.

It seems that tomorrow we must speed up the cleaning of all the zombies in this building, so that we can establish our own territory here and have a nest to hide at any time.

There are many things outside that I have wanted but had no money to buy, so I will always run out to get them back one day. Otherwise, my life without Internet will be very boring, and I feel a little bit alive like this.

Tangled.

Zhou Hao has a new goal, which is to go outside and get everything he likes back to his own territory.

There are a lot of zombies around, but if you kill some every day, the number will eventually decrease. Besides, killing all the zombies near you will give you some guarantee of your own safety.

You can't afford to offend the scary monsters, but these zombies that you can deal with can always relieve your anger.

Zhou Hao was thinking about it on the bed and slowly fell asleep.

The world outside is still very quiet, but the silence is always accompanied by the smell of death.

Some zombies hiding in the darkness come out to look for food. They dare not come into contact with light. When exposed to light, their bodies will react and begin to decay.

They move faster and more aggressively than ordinary zombies, and have a variety of attack methods.

Zhou Hao was sleeping soundly in bed in the dark night. In his dream, he was holding a common sniper rifle to deal with the swarm of zombies.

However, a sniper rifle cannot shoot like a submachine gun. Facing so many zombies, it feels like I am plucking out the hair of a cow one by one, and I can't finish it, while the zombies are getting closer and closer to me.

In reality, Zhou Hao, who was sleeping on a soft bed, was in a different situation.

Zhou Hao's hands suddenly transformed into ghost gloves. The blue-violet light spots after the transformation did not disappear, but continued to wrap around his hands.

After a while, blue-violet light spots left his hands and slowly floated upward, stopping half a meter above Zhou Hao's abdomen.

The blue-violet light spots slowly extend in both directions, and the outline of an object is slowly forming.

It's a gun, a sniper rifle.

The gun barrel is half a meter long. The diameter of the barrel is as big as the mouth of a beer bottle. The entire gun is about one meter long. It is dark in color with scarlet red. It looks like an ordinary sniper rifle.

After the entire gun took shape from the illusion, the blue-violet light gradually disappeared, and the sniper rifle floated quietly above Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao in the dream was completely unaware of what was happening outside him. He was now completely lost in the massacre of zombies.

At this time in the dream, he was running away in the alley while shooting. One shot from the sniper rifle could penetrate the bodies of several zombies. However, hitting the body was just a hole for the zombies. They

Still chasing after them, only a hit on the head made these zombies fall.

But as he ran, he found that he had run into a dead end. There was no way to escape, and the only way he could escape was the one where the zombies were swarming.

The swarm of zombies could not run as fast as Zhou Hao, but now Zhou Hao had no way to escape, and the zombies would soon come to him.

"Fuck him, mom, fuck him, what's going on, what's going on, I'm going to fuck you."

Zhou Hao kept shooting zombies with the sniper rifle in his hand, but the sniper rifle fired bullets one after another, posing no threat to so many zombies.

This made Zhou Hao curse in his heart, why wasn't the one in his hand a submachine gun?

The zombies finally rushed in front of Zhou Hao. Zhou Hao used a sniper rifle to sweep over and try to sweep away the zombies. However, when the sniper rifle swept over, he was grabbed by the zombies and dragged away and disappeared.

Zhou Hao roared and shouted, and the zombies also roared and rushed towards him.

Zhou Hao wanted to switch his hands into the power form of ghost gloves and hit the zombies in front of him, but when he swung his fists, he found that his hands did not form ghost gloves, but actually had flesh, blood and feelings.

With his hand, hitting a zombie on the head has no effect at all.

But the zombies didn't care about this. The zombies swarmed on Zhou Hao. Zhou Hao immediately fell to the ground and was bitten by the zombies.

"Ah!"

Zhou Hao, who was sleeping on the bed, suddenly roared and jumped up from the bed.

"ah!"

As Zhou Hao was bouncing, his head hit the sniper rifle hanging in the air. The sniper rifle was immediately knocked out of the bed and fell to the ground.

"Ah, get out of here."

Zhou Hao's head collided with the sniper rifle, and he thought his head was bitten by a zombie. He immediately moved forward to block the attack with one hand, and covered his "injured" forehead with the other hand.

"Ahhh...fuck you~mom...get out of here."

Zhou Hao screamed desperately on the bed and waved his hands.

After a while, Zhou Hao opened his eyes and found that he was on the bed. His eyes immediately opened wider, then he turned to look around and stayed for a while.

"Damn it, you dreamer, he dreamed of being chased by zombies. This dream was so real that it almost scared me to death."

Only now did Zhou Hao realize that he had just had a nightmare, but the headache was too real.

Zhou Hao immediately pressed the painful part of his forehead with his hand. As soon as his hand touched it, there was a burst of pain, which made Zhou Hao grin.

"Ah, grass, aren't you dreaming? It hurts no matter how you dream?"

The light outside the window shines through the curtains into the room. Judging from the situation, it is already daylight.

"No, it will be dawn so soon. Damn, did you hit something on your forehead? It hurts so much."

Zhou Hao gently touched his forehead and found that it had become swollen.

Zhou Hao slowly moved out of bed and looked down to see a sniper rifle on the ground.

"What's going on? Why is there a gun on the ground?"

Zhou Hao squatted down and picked up the sniper rifle. As soon as he picked up the sniper rifle, an electronically synthesized sound immediately sounded in his mind.

"Ding, get the ghost sniper rifle."

"Ding, get the ghost sniper bullet."

These two sounds almost startled Zhou Hao. He was not prepared at all. The sound rang in his mind, but it made people feel like someone was speaking in his ear.

The sound almost made Zhou Hao throw away the sniper rifle in his hand.

"Ghost sniper rifle? Ghost sniper bullets?"