I made myself the protagonist

"I'm afraid so."

At this time, Ling Yun had a gloomy face, and his thoughts became confused at this time. The only thing that was certain was that he had never added such a setting when he was writing the book, but now, unexpected variables have turned out to be

Appeared again!

"Then what to do now? Just let the cooked duck fly?"

Looking at the equipment readily available on the police, Xiaolong gritted his teeth and felt extremely reluctant to part with it. Ling Yun shook his head. At present, there were not many weapons left on everyone's body, and a wave of supplies was urgently needed.

"The tricky thing now is that special feeling. After solving it, the rest will be easy to deal with. I have a plan..."

Ling Yun motioned for the two of them to come closer and whispered his thoughts.

Near the police car, three zombies were still lingering; the spitter was hunched over, and a large amount of venom dripped along her rotten chin and onto her chest, burning the skin to reveal the gray-white collarbone underneath;

The cloudy eyes showing signs of decay slowly scanned the street in front of them, as if searching for traces of prey.

Suddenly, a burning fire lit up in the darkness at the garbage dump on the street.

The moment he saw the light, the spitter raised his neck again, and the venom flew out from his throat and splashed more than ten meters away, hitting directly in the direction of the trash can where Ling Yun and others were hiding.

"Bang! Bang!"

At the same time, at the moment when the Spitter launched his attack, a bullet "swished" from the direction of the building opposite the trash can, caught in the strong wind, and directly penetrated the disgusting head; at the moment when the head was shot, another bullet

Another bullet hit the spitter's abdomen, which was filled with venom.

As the corpse slowly fell, the venom in its body splashed around, corroding the police car behind it until only its metal frame was left.

Wei Chongming put down the Glock equipped with a silencer in his hand and killed the spitter. At the same time, two police zombies finally discovered his ambush location.

Although the weapon in his hand is equipped with a silencer, it does not mean that it can be completely silent; when Wei Chongming fires, it will still make a sound of about 30 decibels. This movement is not very big, although it will not cause any harm.

The zombies on the street in the distance were paying attention, but they couldn't escape the ears of the two police zombies.

And when they rushed towards Wei Chongming, Ling Yun and Xiao Long jumped out of the hiding wreckage one on the left and the other on the right, and quickly went around the back of the zombies. If such a fully armed infected person wearing riot gear attacked directly from the front,

It cannot cause damage to them, and coupled with the anti-riot helmet worn on the head, headshots cannot be achieved.

But if they cannot be killed quickly, the continued fighting will attract more zombies lurking around.

Therefore, the only way Ling Yun could think of was to let Wei Chongming snipe the spitters and attract the attention of the two zombies, and then he and Xiaolong would go behind them, knock them to the ground, and attack them from behind with weaker defenses.

Carry out assassination.

Ling Yun jumped up, raised his legs and kicked the zombie to the ground, then jumped forward, his whole body pressed on the zombie policeman.

He pulled out the Strider-MT tactical fixed blade from his left foot, grasped the handle of the knife tightly, pressed the back of the zombie's head with his right hand, aimed at the neck exposed behind the riot helmet, held the knife with one hand, and stabbed it hard.

Since a false edge was added to the back of the strider-MT knife, the resistance on the back of the knife was greatly reduced when the MT was piercing, making it easier to pierce the target. In just an instant, the knife pierced the back of the black policeman's neck.

Then, Ling Yun stirred hard, and the sharp blade directly destroyed its cervical nerves, and the zombie lost its ability to move.

Ling Yun rode on its twitching body, took off his riot helmet, pulled out the knife and stabbed the zombie's temple from the side with a "pop" sound. The zombie policeman gradually stopped moving, and blood slowly flowed along its wound.

He pulled it out, and Ling Yun also withdrew the knife and shook off the blood stains and brain matter stuck on it.

On the other side, Xiaolong also used the eighteen-chop machete in his hand to cleanly cut off the zombie's head.

"Wuhu, Brother Ling, will always be a god!"

Wei Chongming cheered and ran over. After killing the two zombies, the three of them, like jackals and hungry tigers, ripped off all their equipment.

“It’s really a bumper harvest this time!”

Wei Chongming stuffed a walkie-talkie and a pistol into his backpack and said excitedly: "Do you know, the spitter I just killed was worth 4 points, plus the fat guy I killed by accident in the hotel before.

, I have already earned 6 points!”

So far, except for Shen Tinglan, Ling Yun and Wei Chongming, no one has killed a specially infected person.

Among them, Shen Tinglan killed a hunter zombie worth 5 points and a vomiter worth 2 points; while Ling Yun killed a smoker worth 3 points. No one would have thought that this small character was originally an inconspicuous person.

, and now the points in his hand are as good as those of the male protagonist.

"Awesome."

Ling Yun praised him for being sincere. During this adventure, he gradually realized that unlike the personal heroism and protagonist's aura in previous novels, each character here has different shining points and infinite

Potential, each person is unique.

After slowly coming into contact with everyone, Ling Yun was greatly touched in his heart, and at the same time he became more determined to save more people.

Although he knew very well that changing his destiny would require him to take huge risks. But he wrote all the plots himself. Ling Yun still didn't believe it. How could he, a majestic author, be defeated by his own novel?

"You don't care about life and death. If you don't accept it, just do it. Fighting with yourself is the real fun."

Ling Yun couldn't help but sigh. Although Xiaolong and Wei Chongming on the side didn't know why he suddenly said such incomprehensible words, they both listened in amusement: "Brother Ling, why have you become a spirited young man?"

Complete set after set.”

"Ah, is there any? Is it really vulgar?"

"Yes, he's a quickie as soon as he opens his mouth."

"..."

The three of them quickly stripped off all the equipment from the two zombies. Wei Chongming and Xiaolong had riot helmets on their heads, tactical vests on their bodies, and two guns on their backs; Ling Yun had two guns wrapped around his waist.

A tactical belt with several packs of magazines and grenades bulging on it, and two pieces of body armor in his arms.

Wei Chongming glanced behind him at the top of the slope. Tang Yao had not signaled to them yet, which meant that Shen Tinglan and others had not returned.

He was about to ask the other two companions to leave. At this moment, Ling Yun suddenly noticed a severed arm appearing next to the melting police car. He walked around the police car and unexpectedly found a broken arm near the ground behind the police car.

There are many broken limbs and corpses that have been eaten and mutilated.

An ominous premonition came to his mind, and he walked to the other side of the street to see what was going on nearby.

Wei Chongming and Xiaolong followed. After seeing the corpses, the three of them walked through the alley opposite the police car. When they saw the direction of the street blocked by buildings at the intersection, they were shocked and speechless.

There was a cordon in the middle of the road five hundred meters away. Near the blocked streets, there were at least a hundred zombies wearing SWAT gear wandering around. In addition, doctors appeared near a dozen police cars, fire trucks and ambulances.

Nurse zombies, firefighter zombies. As they had speculated before, the government had sent armed forces to carry out a large-scale crackdown on the infected.

"There seems to be movement over there!"

The sharp-eyed Wei Chongming pointed to the entrance of the burger restaurant across the street a hundred meters away, and the interview car of Radio n.

The three of them hid behind the wall and looked in the direction of the interview vehicle. They found several zombies wearing staff uniforms biting and fighting with each other. When a relatively thin male zombie fell down, the leader was wearing a khaki suit and shorts.

The blond female reporter in a short skirt immediately pounced on her.

Her ten fingers painted with bright red nail polish were extremely sharp, with destructive power comparable to that of a witch. Under the astonished gazes of the three people, the nails were like piercing soft tofu, and they penetrated directly without any effort.

into the head of a male zombie.

Immediately afterwards, the female reporter opened her bloody mouth and fiercely tore off a piece of meat from the male zombie's neck. A small amount of black, smelly blood flowed from the male zombie's neck. Stimulated by this breath, other zombies also

They swarmed up and even ate the corpse.

"They actually started eating people?!"

Wei Chongming blurted out subconsciously, and suddenly realized what happened to the body behind the police car.

At the same time, the zombies who were feasting seemed to sense something. The female reporter whose face was covered with blood suddenly turned her head. The unchewed minced meat in her mouth was still dripping with blood, which flowed down her slender neck and onto the white shirt on her chest.

superior.

She slowly stood up and walked to the center of the street with staggering steps. The mechanical version turned its neck stiffly, and its cloudy and gray eyes turned up and down, as if looking for the thing that made the sound just now.

After half a minute, she staggered back to where she was before and continued to eat the corpse on the ground.

Behind the corner less than ten meters away from the female reporter, Xiaolong was covered in cold sweat and looked at Ling Yun and Wei Chongming with wide eyes.

Ling Yun was leaning against the wall, holding his breath; Wei Chongming was tightly locked in his arms, and his right hand was covering his mouth. If Wei Chongming hadn't felt like he was about to suffocate and slapped his arm desperately, he would have been killed by Ling Yun.

Covered to death.

The three of them didn't dare to look anymore. They almost rolled and crawled, running back in a panic. Above the top of the slope, the bus was still parked at the entrance of the supermarket. When Ling Yun and the others approached, the bus lit up its double flashes. This was the first time everyone started

The agreed signal.