Chapter 81 The outbreak of crisis

"Come on, come on, let's go down and have a look!"

Guo Zhenbei, holding a crossbow, looked at the running Teng's sister and brother, said hello, and planned to go down the stairs first. So why wait a minute instead of rushing down directly? Because that will make the most basic mistake - "adding oil tactics". If you want to save the Qi brothers, you can't do it alone with Guo Zhenbei.

Guo Zhenbei has evolved to a certain inhuman level like Alice in Resident Evil.

At this time, the sound of "Tengteng" footsteps came from the stairs, and the second brother of the Qi family ran up quickly and shouted in a mournful voice as he ran.

"Hurry up, my brother is surrounded"

"Throw down your bag and follow me!"

Guo Zhenbei issued a loud order and ran down the stairs. He followed Teng Qing, and Teng Lang covered them with a pneumatic nail gun on it. Guo Zhenbei, who was running, noticed that the axe blade in Qi Jiasheng's hand was stained with black corpse liquid.

Needless to ask, his slash failed. Guo Zhenbei has tried it. If the zombies don't cut their spines, they will not do much harm at all if they cut their heads. At least half of the skull can't be cut in, but it takes more than half to make the zombie's attack really stop.

Especially when dealing with zombies, the heavy and slow weapon of the axe is not as good as the short spear modified by the three-edging scraper in the hand.

When you go down from the stairs on both sides of the second floor to the platform in the middle of the first floor, the stairs become a wide one here. The hall downstairs is crowded with zombies. What is suspicious is that they only surround something in the middle. For Guo Zhenbei and others standing at the top of the stairs, they are too lazy to look at it.

"They must have broken the plasma bag!"

Yang Yanzi explained in a cold voice on the radio, and Guo Zhenbei suddenly realized in his heart. No wonder the zombies in front of him were surrounded by plasma bags for a long time.

"Well, if I had known that I should have come by myself, there would have been so many things!"

Guo Zhenbei, who was annoyed, roared, waved the short spear in his hand and rushed over. Seeing his appearance, Ichito Haru waved his short spear and planned to rush over.

"Xiaoqing, you're crazy. That's what you did! On your back!"

Teng Lang doesn't want his beautiful sister to become a sister full of corpse liquid. He shook his shoulders and threw down the pneumatic nail gun and compressed air cylinder on his body. Then he waved himself and roared and rushed up to the zombies downstairs. As for Qi Jiaqiang himself, he is not willing to lag behind in order to save his brother. It's just that the axe in his hand is much worse than the use of the short spear.

Guo Zhenbei waved the short spear in his hand and stabbed the zombies in front of him, and his movements were not large. One leg is slightly bowed, and the other leg supports the body in the back. The short spear in his hand hit a little above the back of the neck of the zombie in front of him with the shortest line.

According to Yang Yanzi, it is the place where the spine is connected to the brain, and it is also the best place to make the zombies unable to move. The second most effective attack position is and the location. But as I said before, because the brain is much bigger than the heart.

"Puff!"

There is no need to kill with the second hit. Today, Guo Zhenbei feels that he is in a great state. It seems that from childhood to age, my hands and feet have never been so flexible, and my movements have never been so coordinated.

"This guy also has kung fu. Does he usually pretend to be stupid?"

Qi Jiasheng, holding the axe, was the second one who rushed over. The axe in his hand was cut out. At the same time, the eyes at the corners of his eyes noticed Guo Zhenbei's movements. After practicing for more than ten years, he could see at a glance that it was a skill only for a practitioner. Although the movements are a little strange, they are definitely a practitioner.

Guo Zhenbei's ability still comes from Yang Yanzi. This is still an "indoctrination" and is still based only on a scientific assertion - the brain is programmable! There is no need to doubt its authenticity, because the military characteristics of the biological brain make all capable countries in the world conduct secret research under strict control.

The action is not only fancy, but also fast and effective. Guo Zhenbei is like a lumberjack in the corpse group, breaking into a rich virgin forest. The short spear in his hand, accompanied by what others can't hear, only echoed in his helmet, "Hey, hey!" The sound of strength.

The sharpened sharp and sharp triangular knife easily broke through the back of the zombies who attacked him and didn't care. The broken plasma bag gave the zombies enough stimulation and attraction. Although the blood in a living person's body is far more than a bag of plasma. But through the skin and clothes, it is far less attractive to zombies than a squeezed plasma bag.

Behind Qi Jiasheng was Teng Lang, and the short spear in his hand was not slow at all. What Qi Jiasheng paid more attention to was that he also had a military dagger in his other hand. When Shi unfolded, it was not as good as Guo Zhenbei's beautiful posture, who was judged by Qi Ansheng as a "relative son", but he adhered to the characteristics of the Chinese army's hand-to-hand combat - happy and black-hearted.

This is not the definition of not laughing. This is the saying that the Vietnamese special forces were afraid of being beaten during the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam.

"Those bastards' hands are too heavy!"

The short spear suddenly pierced a zombie's head, and Teng Lang's body rotated slightly like a whirlwind without waiting to be pulled out. While swinging his arm forward, the sharp blade of the back-held sabre scratched the back of another zombie. With just one knife, more than half of the zombie's neck was cut off, and the black corpse spewed out like a fountain.

"Clos the iron gate!"

Teng Qing stood on the top of the stairs and was not idle. The pneumatic nail gun in her hand made a sound of gunshots echoing in the building. At such a close distance, within about 2 to 5 rounds, a zombie can always be knocked down.

Unfortunately, the zombies outside will squeeze in through the door when they get a vacant seat. Whether it can eat the blood it craves or not, that instinct is driving them to get close desperately.

"I understand...ha...!"

He simply responded to Guo Zhenbei of Tengqing on the radio. The short spear in his hand stabbed out in the big drink and tried to squeeze into the door of the hospital. He planned to get there and throw out a few more blood grenades. Everyone should remember that Yang Yanzi sent one for each of them, while Guo Zhenbei had several.

If you can succeed, you may be lucky enough to close the rolling gate, and then close the glass door inside, or you can buy a few minutes. Maybe in those few minutes, Qi Jiaqiang can be snatched out of the corpse pile. The only hope in his heart at this moment is that he has not been caught by the zombies on the nylon rope armor.

However, just as Teng Lang also slid down the roof, the second crisis broke out at the same time when the Qi brothers were in danger.

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