"Eye of Judgment"
Habitually, Lin An controlled the mental power to spread outward until it enveloped a corner of the granary.
The information is sent back and everything is normal.
There are no living people, only dead people.
276 zombies, one level 2 mutant [TANK].
The suspected mouse mutant shown in the data was not detected. Maybe it ran away, maybe it was in the second half of the transfer station.
With his current mental strength, he can only detect this from this distance.
There are not many zombies, so it looks like Mo Ling can rest.
Lin An stood up straight and waved for the members to get off.
"That, Captain Lin."
Liang Shaoguang kept sniffing for something as he spoke, his eyes a little confused.
"I smell the smoke, it's very fresh."
He struggled to describe the smell, and then tried to smell it again.
"It's gunpowder, yes!"
"Someone has shot here before, a lot, very densely."
Lin An turned his head when he heard the sound and frowned slightly.
gun?
China has a strict ban on guns. Ordinary people have no access to guns, but those who are awakened do not need them.
Unless you rob the police station or the armed forces department.
Under normal circumstances, firearms are not accessible.
Like the gang at the gas station before, they also came from a shooting gallery and had all kinds of guns in their hands.
"Can you determine where you are and how much time has passed?"
Lin An was somewhat curious and motioned to Liang Shaoguang to continue sniffing.
"Two days, at least two days! The location is probably at the other exit of the transfer station."
Liang Shaoguang jumped out of the car quickly, smelled the smell in the air carefully, and replied firmly.
Lin An nodded, thoughtfully.
Was it 2 days ago? Did nearby players get the guns and form a team to search for supplies, or was it a small army?
There is no military district here in the image, and the militia department is not in this direction.
However, it seems that Yue Lang's ability is easier to use than he thought.
Without paying attention, Lin An motioned for everyone to follow, with Gao Tian walking at the end to be on guard.
"Be careful, there are second-order mutants not far ahead."
"Zhang Tie, the moment the monster appears, you jump on it directly. Gao Tian is responsible for the targeted sniping, and the others assist."
Gao Tian nodded solemnly upon hearing this, and clenched the compound bow in his hand.
The skill damage of other people in the team will definitely not kill [TANK], and at most it will have a delaying effect.
If he fails to kill the monster with one arrow and Brother Lin is entangled again, it will be difficult to handle.
His mental strength is only enough to shoot one arrow.
The atmosphere was tense.
There are a total of 8 people in the group, all of whom are awakened.
The people at the base are okay. After all, they know that sandworms are second-order high-level and can be easily taken down by Master Lin An.
There should be no problem with a mutant that is just at the second level right now.
It's just that Lin An needs to deal with another one. This mutant is left to them to deal with, so he can't help but feel a little nervous.
The strongest monster the three fire-type awakeners had ever dealt with was at the level of the Licker, and they only had a few skills at the back.
As a long-range elemental system, the close combat experience is almost 0.
Except for Lin An, everyone else couldn't help but look at Zhang Tie.
If Zhang Tie can't handle it, they will be in big trouble...
Xiong Hanzi felt everyone's gaze and couldn't help but turn around and grin.
"I'm so scared! The monsters I've encountered before are much more powerful than this! They're only level two, and they can't even kill me!"
Lin An glanced at Zhang Tie, who was bragging about the lively atmosphere.
Yes, I really can’t kill you.
But I can beat you half to death every time...
Too lazy to complain about this guy, but Lin An still has confidence in him.
After strengthening the psychic core, I threw him another shield.
Resisting [TANK] should not be a big problem.
The atmosphere has relaxed a lot, but Liang Shaoguang and his wife are still a little nervous.
After all, they have never even seen the second level.
If Lin An hadn't been here, he would have run as far as he could.
As the distance got closer, the black shadow in the mist seemed to smell the breath of a living person.
"Roar!"
Dozens of black shadows froze in place for an instant, then suddenly turned around and charged towards Lin An with a roar.
"The zombies are coming!"
On the truck, more than thirty survivors subconsciously spoke out reminders.
When Lin An saw this, the corners of his mouth rose, and then he pulled out a Tang Dao from the ring with his right hand.
Some hands are itchy.
It's been a long time since he killed a zombie.
There is no need to use the long sword in the Soul Calming Scabbard at your waist.
Lin An plans to use it as a trump card in the zombie siege a month later.
With his current strength, non-equipment weapons can increase his strength by almost 0.
I just don't want to get my hands dirty when using weapons.
Since mastering the Divine Thorn, and with the presence of the Black Ink Spirit, he rarely fights in close combat.
"That, Captain Lin!"
Liang Shaoguang rushed to him diligently, and then stared at the charging zombies with his eyes.
"Let me solve it! Ten minutes! I can do it in ten minutes!"
There were about seventy or eighty zombies. Although it was a bit difficult for him to deal with them, the couple could still cope with them together.
Two melee awakeners can still deal with these zombies with all their strength.
While chatting along the way, he also inquired about other people's abilities.
Awakened people can communicate with each other. After all, strength is the key to survival in the doomsday.
The flame-type awakeners in the team can only release their skills a limited number of times, so Zhang Tie must be wary of mutants that may rush out at any time.
And Lin An...
Among the people in the base, Master Lin An is a person with awakened spiritual power, and his spiritual power is unfathomable.
A single thought can kill someone invisible.
To be continued...