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"Zombies! It's zombies! They~ they're actually coming up!" The police officer standing on the roof of the truck in charge of vigil suddenly shouted. The quiet atmosphere in the police station infected him, and he followed suit in a daze on the roof of the truck.

After taking a nap, I woke up and immediately realized something was wrong.

"You kid, how could you neglect your duties at this time!" Li Zhongdao was about to reprimand, but Jiang Jun on the side interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"Is there any idle gun? I'll go up and take a look!"

"Yes, you can use this one." Li Zhongdao glanced at him and handed over his pistol without hesitation. This was a not-so-new revolver with a capacity of only eight rounds. Li Zhongdao added

He took out a few bullets and handed them to him and warned: "Be careful."

"Yeah, I know." Jiang Jun nodded and stepped on the roof of the sports car under the truck. He jumped up, put his hands on the edge of the truck container and then pushed himself onto the car. This is indeed the commanding heights of the periphery, and he can easily reach it from here.

Easily see what's going on outside.

At this time, he could no longer see any living people in the peripheral world. The darkness of the zombies made his scalp numb just by looking at them. He couldn't estimate the number. Maybe there were

There will be two thousand, maybe three or four thousand, from the first infected person to the second or even third or fourth generation who were later eaten... The number of zombies has increased like a snowball and is now uncontrollable. And as

As the number of zombies increases, flaws appear in the seemingly foolproof layout. Yes, quantity, quantity is the reason why flaws appear.

The zombies that cannot cross the wall formed by cars are gathering more and more, and they move forward only by instinct. They pile up at the edges of obstacles and cars, and continue to accumulate. When the number reaches a critical point, it is like the water blocked by the dam is overflowing.

Generally, they trample on each other to form a ladder of corpses, gradually spreading to the top of the car array. They cannot jump, nor can they choose a path, they can only rush straight towards the prey, which allows them to be the first to board.

The zombies on the roof of the car could not walk a few steps before falling into the gap between the cars. However, they continued to appear on the wall formed by the cars, one by one filling the natural trap created by the gap between the cars.

, and gradually a path was filled out.

"It's not good, it's not good, it's not good." The police officer on guard at night murmured, his face turned gray and his eyes were filled with despair.

No one is a fool. Ten guns face thousands of zombies. Without these obstacles, they might not be able to hold on for even one second. And now, the bunker they rely on for survival is about to disappear.

Four more police officers climbed up one after another. Everyone looked desperate when they saw this scene. The youngest one's legs gave way and he fell to the ground.

"Bang!" Suddenly there was a gunshot. Several people were stunned and looked closely. Jiang Jun, who had been silent beside them, was shooting with a gun at this moment.

"Bang!" Another shot was fired, and several people couldn't help but look. In the sea of ​​dark zombies, not a single zombie was shot and fell to the ground.

"Boom! Boom!"

Two more shots were fired, but nothing happened. The police officer around him couldn't help scolding him: "If your marksmanship is not good, don't shoot casually. Our ammunition is..."

Before he could say the word "limited", Jiang Jun fired another bullet with a bang, and then only heard a loud bang. A car at the outermost edge of the car formation suddenly exploded, and flames shot into the sky.

A huge air wave instantly blew away the surrounding zombies, and a small area of ​​the field was cleared in an instant. More importantly, this loud noise made the zombies who rely on hearing to lock the target obviously hesitate, and many of them were already fast.

The zombie who crossed the car on the fifth floor actually turned around.

"You... you can shoot a gas tank with a pistol from such a distance? You... you are blind, right?" Several police officers looked at each other and were dumbfounded.

Jiang Jun ignored their idiotic questions, lowered his head and filled up the bullets while saying: "This can only work temporarily. Let's think about how to defend."

It is not unusual to arrange the surroundings of the police station like this. With sufficient manpower, it is not unusual to fight one against a hundred. However, this kind of defense also limits the possibility of escape for everyone. It is like a big prison. Not only is it guarding against intruders from outside,

At the same time, it also eliminated the possibility of people inside rushing out. Jiang Jun was actually not optimistic about the current situation. This number of zombies was obviously not expected by Li Zhongdao when he originally arranged it. This miscalculation was enough to make everyone hiding in the police

People inside and outside the organization fell prey to the zombies.

"Think about how to escape." He said that people should pay attention to defense. At this time, Jiang Jun was thinking about how to escape from here, and his eyes were scanning around.

"Ah, is it going to be over?"

"what's going on?"

"Mom, I'm so scared~555~"

Roars, gunshots, and explosions woke up the sleeping people one after another. Fear struck again. All the civilians were panicking, screaming, and running around in panic. They still didn't understand what happened.

What happened? I was just venting my uneasiness on the verge of collapse driven by fear.

"Boom!"

I don’t know how many shots were fired or how many vehicles were blown up. In order to keep the vehicle formation intact, Jiang Jun only dared to shoot at the outermost vehicles every time. On average, about eight to ten bullets would blow up one vehicle.

The car, wind speed, angle, even fuel tank capacity and car brand all restrict his every shot. He is not a god. He does not have the miraculous skills of a bullet or a car. He only knows that every explosion can bring them

With a buffer time of more than ten seconds, he had no interest in calculating how many zombies were killed with explosions, something that could be ignored.

The fourth gun has been replaced. Some people have already consciously brought some spare bullets. Others silently took over the empty pistol and reloaded it. They all looked at Jiang Jun like a monster. So.

From a long distance, they could only vaguely see the car. Let alone shooting the fuel tank, they couldn't even guarantee that they would hit the designated car. After all, the distance was too far, and the wind speed was enough to change the fragile trajectory of the pistol.

Through almost rigorous calculations, trying to hit it is just a joke.

After firing all the ammunition in the gun in his hand, Jiang Jun took the fifth gun, aimed it first, then shook his head and said to several police officers with a bitter smile: "I can't do it anymore, my eyes are sore. And my brain can't keep up with the calculation for too long."

Up."

"Thank you for your hard work. It's okay for us to hold on for a while. It just so happens that the director just came to see you. Take a rest first and stop by." The police officer named Bingcan patted him on the shoulder.

"Looking for me?" Jiang Jun was stunned, then nodded and jumped out of the truck.

"Oppa, what happened?" The sleepy Lin Yoona had already stood under the car at some point. When she saw him coming down, she asked with concern. The girl's eyes were a little swollen. She cried several times and couldn't rest well.

The little face that had not been put on makeup was now bulging. Although it was less beautiful than the elaborate dress during the performance, it added a bit of pure and delicate temperament.

"Have you slept enough?" Jiang Jun looked at her with a smile.

"Ha~" Lin Yoona covered her mouth and yawned before sticking out her tongue a little embarrassedly: "It looked very ugly just now. Hehe, I slept so deeply that I don't even know when Oppa went out."

"Well, let's go in first and talk about it. How is that little girl?" Jiang Jun casually put the safety on the gun and stuck it on his belt, asking as he walked.

"Xiuzhi? She's still sleeping. I took a look when I came out. She's much better. I didn't leave her alone. I asked Dr. Song to run out." Lin Yuner stood side by side with him. This thin girl

The girl was still wearing the work clothes she had brought from the venue. In such weather and outdoors, the clothes were not very warm, so she couldn't help but cross her arms to keep herself warm.

"Is it cold?" Jiang Jun couldn't bear to see her look.

"No." Lin Yoona shook her head sensibly, and then smiled playfully: "Idols can't be afraid of the cold, because there are many performances where they have to wear very little clothes. If you move around, you won't feel cold, and you will have to enter the house soon.

There are many people inside, so it will get warm in a while.”

"Oh. I originally said I would give you my clothes, but it turns out I can't seem to get them." Jiang Jun pointed at himself and made a rare joke. He was only wearing a t-shirt.

T-shirts, and I was so poor that I didn’t even have a coat.

"Haha, did Oppa forget? Didn't the clothes cover Suzy?" Lin Yoona opened her mouth and laughed, as if she had encountered something particularly funny.

After entering the police station and getting a little warmer, Jiang Jun went to see Xiuzhi and then went to Li Zhongdao's office under the guidance of a police officer.

The original chief's office has now become a material storage room, which is filled with food and drink that can be used in the police station, as well as other useful materials. Jiang Jun paid special attention to the ammunition, but in the end he was a little disappointed. The whole of Korea did not expect this.

Under such circumstances, the small police station naturally does not have a lot of ammunition reserves. Li Zhongdao's desk and chair are placed in the corner, looking very shabby, but strangely, his people are not here.

Jiang Jun glanced at the empty room in surprise, but there was the sound of the door closing behind him, and then there was another sound of the gun bolt being pulled, "You'd better not move!"

Li Zhongdao's cold voice came, and Jiang Jun shrugged helplessly, but there was no trace of panic in his tone: "If you don't move, can't you even raise your hands to surrender?" After saying that, he went to the place and put his hands down.

At the back of the head.

"Haha, I'm not afraid at all. You are indeed extraordinary. Jiang Junxi, who are you?" Li Zhongdao asked coldly. Jiang Jun couldn't see his expression, but he knew clearly that if

If he really acted rashly, the police chief would definitely shoot him.

"Who is it? I'm a Chinese tourist who came to South Korea to watch a show. I didn't expect to encounter this. It's really unlucky." Jiang Jun raised his hands and explained calmly.

"Tourists? Tourists can have such good marksmanship? I have learned from my police officers that the pistol can hit the fuel tank in the distance in the night. I am afraid that your marksmanship is not possessed by ordinary sharpshooters in the army.

Also, why are you so calm now? Don’t try to deal with me, I’ve been a police officer for almost 30 years, I can still tell the difference between good guys and bad guys, who are dangerous and who are harmless!”

"Oh? Then who do you think I am?" Jiang Jun asked with a smile.

"Special forces, mercenaries, elite bodyguards or... killers!?"

At this time, Li Zhongdao finally revealed all his guesses about Jiang Jun.
Chapter completed!