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Large waves of zombies were attracted by the siren, and they lined up and rushed to the central control room.

Ma Ruiqi cursed loudly and led people to the central control room following the sound. However, along the way, other people were constantly attracted by the zombies that were just walking forward, and stopped to kill the zombies. Ma Ruiqi jumped up and cursed angrily, but her appeal was obvious

It is not as good as the team contribution value brought by killing the walking dead. In addition, what she did in the past made several newcomers secretly wary. The benefits are the benefits. They have seen enough empty promises. Ma Ruiqi wanted to rush over first, but she

She didn't have the courage to go into the darkness alone to fight the walking zombies. She didn't have the courage, so she could only fight with the team members to kill the walking zombies.

The little fat man smiled so hard that he couldn't close his mouth. The zombies basically lined up to rush up to die. This corridor is more than 30 meters long. If the zombies walk 20 meters in the sea of ​​​​fire, they will be reduced to ashes. Once the flames are small,

, he would smile evilly and pour a barrel of diesel along the wall, and the flames would burst into flames again.

"Come on, grandsons! Fatty is here!" Fatty jumped up and down. Looking at the beating record of kills and the rising number of zombie kills, Fatty felt that the world was beginning to become better.

Kirk was inspecting and wiping the police pistol on the side. This day-shift weapon has no durability, but it must be maintained regularly. According to Morrie, weapons are a man's most loyal partners, and anyone who does not cherish weapons will die.

Very early.

"We still have to prepare for war!" Kirk said coldly: "We don't have much diesel." Only then did Xiaopang notice that there were only two barrels of diesel left in his hand.

"Brother, I've been counting. We have burned more than 200 zombies to death. If we save the remaining diesel, we can burn almost 100 more. There shouldn't be that many zombies in Area D, right?"

"Space is balanced. It will not issue missions that require death, nor will it leave an obvious loophole for contractors to take advantage of. We have already taken a huge advantage by being able to kill so many zombies. Space will not let us

You sit here and complete this task easily. If you want to take advantage, you have to take risks." Kirk replaced the magazine and picked up the dagger.

Xiaopang's expression became serious: "Brother, I understand. So what do you think we should do now?"

"Save these two barrels of oil first. This corridor was designed with defense needs in mind. The width is only about 2.5 meters, and can only allow two zombies to come up at the same time. Later, I will go up first, and you will support me from behind. In case of emergency

If we can't hold on any longer, we'll burn those things to death with oil. Then we'll fight until we can't hold on any longer." Kirk became determined, remembering Mori's warning.

The fire diminished, and the burning zombies rushed forward. Kirk took the lead and shot the head of the walking zombie in front first, then rushed forward and slashed with a fierce dagger, killing the walking zombie following behind.

The corpse was decapitated with a knife, and the headless zombie slowly fell down. The zombies had no morale and were still climbing up firmly.

Kirk continued to fight with a dagger. His fighting method was still relatively primitive, without much skill at all. He was just influenced by Mori, and his ferocious energy had come out. He made full use of the length of the corridor and tried to avoid the bites of the walking zombies.

, using the stiff gap created by the walking zombies to pounce, he inserted the dagger deeply into their brains. After fighting and retreating, he retreated to a distance of 5 meters from Xiaopang. He had killed 10 walking zombies along the way, and he also suffered a blow.

The walking corpse grabbed it twice, but fortunately it avoided the vital point and lost more than 30 health points. He signaled Xiaopang to take action.

Xiaopang quickly poured down the diesel and lit a fire. Kirk backed away, gasping for air, and put a bandage on himself. This kind of bandage is an ordinary item in this world, not the kind of treatment item recognized by space, and cannot be

It restores health, but the hemostatic effect is still good.

A long list of walking corpses suddenly fell into the sea of ​​fire, roaring lowly, and turned into fire corpses one after another. They fell on the corridor and burned into a pile of corpses.

Kirk panted for a while, and his health slowly rose to 60 points. He gritted his teeth, nodded to Fatty, and after the fire diminished, he rushed forward again.

Close combat is very risky, but if you never exercise, you will never have the chance to grow and evolve, and your abilities will not improve. When you face greater dangers in the future, it will really become a fatal danger.

Not to mention far away, tonight, the walking zombies will mutate for the second time. The direction of the mutation is not yet known, but no matter which aspects are strengthened, it will pose a greater threat to the lives of the newcomers!

They are already so difficult to deal with now. If we don't manage to kill them now, it will become more and more difficult in the future.

Kirk stabbed fiercely, piercing the chin of a zombie again. The dagger was inserted into the brain. Before he could pull it out, the zombie who was not dead fought back and grabbed Kirk's shoulder, causing a fatal blow.

12 points of damage.

Now Kirk's strength has reached 7 points, which is similar to that of a walking zombie. His physical strength has increased to 8 points, and his defense ability has been greatly improved, which can suppress some of the damage caused by walking zombies. Even so, with just one dying claw of a walking zombie, he still suffered 12

A point of damage. If an ordinary newcomer has about 4 points of physical strength, he will be seriously injured in a moment. No wonder newcomers are afraid of melee combat and only dare to use long-range weapons. The risk is too great. If you are not careful, you will die.

When you die, there is nothing.

Kirk was also secretly shocked, but at this time, he actually received a space prompt: "Contractor No. 4444, the cumulative damage you have suffered has reached 252 points, which has exceeded 300% of your total life. Because of your bloody battles and adventures

Spirit, I have automatically understood [Basic Physical Defense Mastery], and my current skill is LEVEL1.

[Basic Physical Defense Mastery] LEVEL1: In addition to shields, the mastery of other defensive equipment increases, the defense ability is increased, and the physical damage received by the contractor is reduced by 5%.

Please continue to explore other ways of fighting and continuously strengthen yourself."

Kirk gasped for air. Now his health had dropped to 30 points, close to the serious injury line of 24 points. However, he still gritted his teeth and slashed the walker's neck with a knife, and kicked the decapitated walker down.

Then, he pulled out his pistol and shot several headshots in succession. The zombies here were only 1-2 meters away from him. Even though his firearms skills were average, his shooting accuracy could be very high.

After killing two more zombies, Kirk was bitten by a police zombie before he died, biting his left hand. Although Kirk put on the prison guard's protective gloves, he was still bitten with blood, leaving only

He lost 20 health points and entered a state of serious injury. He signaled to Xiaopang that he could continue.

Xiaopang poured down the last barrel of diesel again and lit the fire.

Kirk retreated to rest above, and Xiaopang quickly asked: "Brother, are you okay? Why are you fighting so hard with them? Even if we can't defeat them, can we escape?"

"We should have no retreat, this should be the only way out. They can't get in, and we can't get out." Kirk gasped.

"Brother, are we surrounded?" Xiaopang became nervous. "Brother, please rest first. Next time, I will go first!"

Kirk nodded, closed his eyes and rested, his health slowly rising.

Xiaopang waited for 2 minutes, and the flames gradually extinguished again. This fire once again harvested the lives of more than 60 zombies, if they could be called alive.

Finally, the zombies rushed up again, and this time, they had no more diesel.

Little Fatty yelled at "grandson" and kicked down several diesel barrels one by one. The heavy diesel barrel tripped a walking corpse, and then burned at the bottom, with some remaining diesel inside. A pile of burning diesel barrels

Temporarily stopped the zombies behind from rushing up.

Kirk glanced at Fatty with satisfaction. This Fatty was also very smart. At this critical moment, he could think of using all resources to hinder the attack of the walking dead, which was very good.

Then, the little fat man yelled to embolden himself and rushed down with the steel shovel.

He had also fought several battles in space, and had some experience. The steel shovel in his hand directly touched the fragile necks and heads of the zombies, and he shoveled the zombies' heads into broken watermelons one after another from a high position, and the brains were stained and bloody.

The walking corpse didn't care, stretched out its arms to claw at it, and crawled up whiningly.

Fatty yelled and cursed, and Kirk saw that this kid was constantly emboldening himself. Suddenly, Fatty tripped over a diesel barrel next to the wall, and the steel shovel fell down and hit him.

It hurt so much that he burst into tears.

Kirk sighed secretly, seeing that the situation was not good, he took out his pistol, "bang bang bang" several shots to kill a few zombies that rushed towards him, and solved the siege of the little fat monkey. The little fat monkey got up with hands and feet, and raised his hand again

Picked up a steel shovel.

Kirk saw that his health had finally reached 45 points and he was out of serious injury. If Fatty didn't get support, he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

Kirk took out his pistol and walked down.

When Xiaopang saw his elder brother coming, he became more courageous. The two of them worked together again, with Kirk responsible for close combat, while Xiaopang used a long-handled steel shovel to stand on a high place and continue to shovel the heads of the zombies.

Thanks to the narrow terrain, which helped them a lot, only two zombies could come up at a time. Now the zombies behind were still blocked by the pile of burning gasoline barrels. The two of them were panting from the killing, and finally the group of 30 people were killed.

All the zombies have been cooked.

"Brother, the gasoline barrels have burned out. They are coming up soon. What should we do?" Since Kirk was blocking the front, Xiaopang was only caught once. He still had a lot of health left, but his physical strength was exhausted.

"Don't panic, our alarm has been sounding. Others will rush over and attack the zombies when they see them. They don't know we are here, so they won't think of the evil idea of ​​killing us with a borrowed knife and letting the zombies kill us.

. Even if someone thinks about it, others may not be able to resist the temptation of team contribution points. If it doesn't work, we will stop the alarm and retreat to the central control room for defense. The central control room is a key part of the cell, and the door is relatively thick, so the zombies

Without the stimulus of the alarm, we won't be able to attack for a while." Kirk had already thought about it.