On the third door of the corridor on the left, Qi Lin walked to the door of the air pump room and pressed his ear against the door.

From time to time, there were almost negligible sounds of footsteps inside, which came through the thick door panel. It seemed that it was the zombie in Wang Yuanhai's mouth.

According to the 3D stereo map, this air pump room is about the size of a basketball court, and six five-meter-high air pump machines occupy most of the space. In the entire air pump room, except for the manual operating table at the door, there are only a few air pump machines with an aisle space of about two or three meters between them.

In such a narrow place, the characteristics of zombies with low agility and high power will be exerted to the extreme. Qi Lin's most powerful weapon, the Gauss sniper rifle, is in a very disadvantageous situation because it requires charging time.

If you fight in close combat... a zombie at least level E must have a power attribute above 20 points, and you will definitely not be able to compare with your strength.

If it is more agile than... there is no room for evacuation and dodging at the two or three meters wide aisle... Qi Lin thought about it and made a risky decision after all: lure the zombies out and fight with the other party!

The corridor outside is five meters wide, which is much spacious than the battlefield in the air pump room.

After sticking three directional cracking bullets on the wall with black tape, Qi Lin immediately retreated five or six meters - "Boom!" With a loud bang, the metal door of the air pump room was instantly blown and deformed, but it did not completely fall off the door frame.

In fact, when searching for supplies just now, Qi Lin also found some aluminum thermal grenades. This thing is much more useful to deal with metal doors than directional cracking bullets. However, the risk of using aluminum thermal grenades in a confined space is too high, and it cannot cause the current effect.

"Bang!" Through the crack of the open door, Qi Lin saw a human figure slamming heavily on the metal door panel that had been scrapped, but was still stuck there. The dull impact sound continued to sound, and the metal door panel began to become shaky.

This is why Qi Lin only used three directional breaking bullets - attracting zombies, but not completely blowing up the door. In this way, using the broken metal door as an obstacle can give Qi Lin enough time before the zombies enter the corridor.

The zombie thumped and hit the door panel frantically, while Qi Lin went around to one side and opened the miniature intelligent brain on his wrist.

"【Wilder】, highly alienated mutated zombie, e-level boss, strong strength, and unknown specific information."

"Wilder?" Qi Lin was stunned. The zombie actually had a name, so it means: this Wilder is a npc with "uniqueness".

As usual, the unique NPC identity usually only appears on neutral characters, such as the zombie radiating to the lake, such as Wang Yuanhai, which can post tasks to players, and rarely appear on monsters.

Like the powerful King Blood Dragon Lizard, there is no name that belongs to it, because no matter how powerful it is, it is just a monster. In this wasteland, there must be more than one King Blood Dragon Lizard.

And the zombie called Wilder in front of me is unique.

Qi Lin narrowed his eyes. The situation in front of him shows that this zombie is probably a crucial point in the plot, not just a simple character like a "guarding boss". So, should I kill him directly?

If it can make it lose its resistance, will it find more information on this zombie?

Thinking of the mysteries on Wang Yuanhai, Qi Lin bit it, but still put down the Gauss sniper rifle that had been loaded with bullets, and picked up another weaker psg-1.

The metal door was hit harder and wider, and Qi Lin could roughly see what "Wilder" looked like - just a zombie two meters tall and strong, its left arm was cut off by a single root, while its right arm was extremely large and bloated, with its thick fingers as thick as Qi Lin's wrist.

Generally speaking, looking at the strength of a zombie, it depends on the integrity of its body's muscle tissue. For example, some zombies with rotten bodies and full of polyps are all weak scum at the bottom. Often, the higher the zombies, the higher the muscle recovery level... And the strongest Wilder in front of him can no longer describe his figure well... Qi Lin suddenly thought of a word from the old era: "muscle monster", which is probably used to describe the thing in front of him?

Most of those muscle monsters are not purely trained by nature, but are injected with drugs such as steroids. What's more, they directly inject kerosene and alcohol into the muscles. This muscle monster has completely deformed muscle mass without any beauty at all, leaving only ugliness and horror.

The big guy in front of him was obviously even more exaggerated than the "muscle monsters" of the old era. If it weren't for the normal head on his neck, it would be a bunch of muscle mass that were gathered together - the kind that stripped the skin naked.

Compared with Wilder, the corpse king was like a good baby who was still sucking his fingers in kindergarten...

"This guy, it's thirty o'clock?"

Looking at the shaking door panel, Qi Lin no longer hesitated and raised the sniper rifle in his hand. At this distance, he didn't need an optical scope and quickly pulled the trigger at the monster in the gap!

Gunshots echoed in the corridor, and the metal material amplified the sounds to the point of deafeningness. However, a lengthened magazine was empty, and twenty 7.62mm bullets were all stuck in the monster's muscle tissue. Not to mention how much damage it could cause, even the movements that affected the other party could not be done.

"I'll go, the defense is too high!" Qi Lin cursed inwardly, threw the sniper rifle back behind him, picked up another assault rifle, and kept firing at Wilder while quickly retreating.

Judging from this guy's strength, it would be difficult to withstand any slap Qi Lin. He could only retreat to the intersection of the corridor and use the elevator column in the middle to deal with it.

The two forty-round magazines were quickly empty. The 8mm steel core bullet did not cause any effective damage to Wilder. Instead, the metal door was smashed by this monster and tore off the door frame, and then threw it hard at Qi Lin with a roar.
Chapter completed!