Zombie Crisis Doomsday

Looking at the piles of rotten meat in front of him, Anjie didn't feel any guilt at all, as if he had done something trivial. This was of course, even killing people didn't feel the slightest bit of discomfort.

If you kill these "people" who are not human at all, then there is no need to blame yourself. What's more, this is just to eliminate a few hazards for the world.

Anjie wiped off the plasma and meat sauce on his face with a cold face, then took out the small black pistol from his pocket, then walked to one of the iron cabinets, and pointed it at the iron cabinets.

The drawer on the iron cabinet fired a few shots without making much noise. It seems that Zhang Yu was right. This silencer is really useful.

When he thought of Zhang Yu, Anjie's facial muscles suddenly twisted again. When he thought that Zhang Yu might have died in the hands of zombies, Anjie even opened the drawer in front of him emotionally.

gun.

After finishing a magazine, six rounds of bullets were nailed directly to the lock of the drawer. Anjie replaced the magazine with a new one and fired the gun at the drawers in front of him. In just a moment,

Six bullets were fired mercilessly on that damn drawer lock.

Anjie looked at the locks in the drawer. They had almost been broken by bullets. This kind of lock was not the built-in lock of the drawer, but a steel lock exposed on the outside. All drawers were like this.

It looked like it was tightly locked by a hanging black steel lock.

Although most of their bodies have been smashed, there will always be some unexpected situations. These steel locks are still tightly closed. Anjie tried to pull them open and used all his strength, but they were still

The lotus root struggled continuously without letting go at all.

Anjie immediately dropped the pistol. He didn't even have time to reload the bullets. He immediately picked up a dumbbell from the floor and slammed it down on the drawers where the bullets had been released. He raised his arms and hit hard again.

It fell down hard.

The room resounded with a sonorous symphony of gold and iron. Two materials with extremely high density and mass collided with each other, causing Anjie's arms to almost go numb. Anjie couldn't even fire a gun, but the recoil of the gun shook his arms.

Numb, one can imagine how powerful An Jie is using now.

Feeling the pain in his arm, An Jie seemed to feel Zhang Yu's pain. The more painful it was, the more An Jie increased his strength. It could be seen from An Jie's ferocious eyes that he was eager to kill these damn things at once.

Everything was smashed open or smashed to pieces.

Throwing away the dumbbell, Anjie immediately reached into the drawer that was dented by the dumbbell, and then pulled it out with a sudden force, and then the remaining eleven drawers did the same.

He was pulled out by Anjie.

Without looking at the things in the drawer, Anjie almost couldn't react. He immediately took out a small sack from his pocket, and then he didn't care whether the things in the drawer were what he was looking for, and plundered them all in one go.

Among the small sacks, this small sack was also prepared for him by Zhang Yu, saying that it would make it easier to load more firearms and bullets.

An Jie remembered Zhang Yu's words and once again used the dumbbells to hit the lock on the outside of the drawer. On average, An Jie opened a drawer in about thirty seconds, and the lock on the outside of the drawer

The zither is almost so smashed that no prototype can be seen. At first glance, people would think it is just an ordinary small piece of iron.

After about ten minutes of frenzied rage, Anjie opened another twenty drawers and plundered all the firearms and ammunition from the twenty drawers into the small sack.

An Jie's eye circles were already red and swollen, and without stopping for a moment, he gritted his teeth and directly put the heavy sack on his shoulders, and then ran away from the firearms management room in large strides. Yes.

Yes, Anjie no longer planned to search for firearms from those drawers, even though Zhang Yu had repeatedly warned Anjie to get as many as possible.

Get more?

An Jie really couldn't do it, because he had a premonition that Zhang Yu must be in crisis. Taking more would mean wasting an extra moment of time. In other words, Zhang Yu's life would also be wasted.

At the moment of reduction, firearms and ammunition are already sufficient. If no one uses more ammunition, what's the use of having more ammunition?

Sacrificing his brother's life in order to get one more bullet was something An Jie couldn't do. He finally had a brother. This was the only guy who was willing to call him a brother, even if he didn't have Zhang Peng.

With his eyes pleading, Anjie would never let him die under the claws of those disgusting zombies!

An Jie's front foot had just stepped out of the threshold of the room, and before his back foot had stepped out, several zombies suddenly appeared at the front door of the living room. This sudden feeling shocked An Jie. If it was a

Ordinary people would definitely be frightened to the point of weakness, but Anjie was only in a daze for a moment, and he came back to his senses in the blink of an eye.

But he almost threw away the small sack in his hand that was used to search for firearms and was already full. Then, the zombies roared and immediately rushed towards Anjie.

Anjie took a breath of cold air, and then took a big step back. He had long known that when he came to this damn place, sooner or later he would face these disgusting guys, and he had already been mentally prepared.

Anjie stood down and immediately bent his leg joints. Then he exerted force on his feet and rushed straight towards the zombies.

Anjie held the collar of the small sack tightly with both hands, and then waved his backhand hard at these disgusting guys. In an instant, he only heard a few sonorous symphonies of gold and iron, and felt a sense of being suppressed.

Feeling blocked, when Anjie looked again, those disgusting buddies had been beaten to the ground by the heavy little sack.

They kept twitching and struggling on the cold, damp floor. Anjie even saw one zombie's head being beaten to the other side, and its liver-colored tongue even sticking out of its mouth.

Without any pity, Anjie immediately jumped forward and trampled their heads severely, kick after kick, kick after kick, until their smelly gray-white brains poured out. An Jie then

They stopped in their tracks. When they looked again, they had become corpses with rotten heads.

At this time, Anjie looked towards the reception hall, where there were several immobile zombies. They stared at Anjie with longing faces, wishing to push Anjie down to the floor, and then

Tear and bite to your heart's content, peeling and cramping.

Anjie gave up the idea of ​​killing them and ran out of the building with a cold face.

He immediately jumped into the car, threw the sack full of firearms on the side of the seat, immediately turned the front of the car, and drove straight to the exit of the camp. Looking back from the rearview mirror of the car, Anjie saw

He couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. The next minute he left, hundreds of zombies with ferocious faces poured out of the building.

Yes, Anjie was sure that he was right. Zombies were indeed pouring out of the building. There were only about a hundred zombies in the open space outside. Unexpectedly, there were such a terrifying number of zombies hidden in the building.

Zombies.

What if, what if it's one minute later?

An Jie couldn't imagine anymore. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, stepped on the accelerator, knocked away a zombie who was not afraid of death, and drove out of the exit quickly, straight ahead.

Drive south.

At this time, Anjie inadvertently caught a glimpse of the car's GPS satellite positioning system and radar navigation system out of the corner of his eye...

Anjie began to feel confused.