Holding the m870 shotgun, she left the security room and stepped onto the stairs again. Li Xinlan felt that she was a lot more courageous and could probably fight a zombie independently. However, the canvas bullet bag slung around her body was a bit tight, constricting her chest.
Uncomfortable.
Qin Yan was not at the end of the team, but she insisted on taking the lead with an MP5 submachine gun. Tang Zheng couldn't resist her, so he shrugged his shoulders and gave up his position. Fortunately, he didn't see a single zombie until he reached the twelfth floor.
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Although they did not encounter a battle, they were always vigilant and the psychological pressure was relatively high. Everyone's foreheads were covered with sweat, especially Qin Yan, who was breathing heavily and her whole back was soaked through.
Tight protective top, you can clearly see the traces of the bra.
"I said, even if there are no zombies, you have attracted them by breathing so loudly." Tang Zheng originally had gone through the baptism of fishing for zombies in the afternoon, and his nerves were greatly tempered, so he still ignored one or two.
, but seeing Qin Yan and the others being so cautious and almost being assimilated, they couldn't help but become cautious.
"I will work hard." Qin Yan rolled her eyes at Tang Zheng.
"Take a deep breath and relax your body, especially your hands." Lin Weiguo couldn't help but worry when he saw Qin Yan's hands holding the mp5 tightly, "Don't make a mistake and make us all jump."
"Don't worry, I feel much better now." After saying this, Qin Yan's expression became much more determined. When she reached the twelfth floor safely and entered room 1207, her whole demeanor seemed to be different. She was confident.
A lot.
Tang Zheng knew the pressure and risks faced by the vanguard. After all, once encountering zombies, this position would be the first to be attacked. However, after Qin Yan experienced it for herself, a kind of self-affirmation would take root in her body, and she would
He has the courage to face zombies, but what he lacks now is the experience of fighting.
Li Xinlan didn't pay attention to Qin Yan. After entering the room, she was frightened by the dull and depressing atmosphere of 1207. Except for maintenance workers and high school students, there was no one in the living room. The doors of the two bedrooms were tightly closed. It seemed that the only way to isolate them was
Zombies, give them some psychological comfort.
"What happened?" Li Xinlan wondered why the atmosphere in the room with so many people was not as lively as when the four of them were in the security room.
"No, it's just that Zhao Jingye and the stewardesses don't want to talk to the bald man." The high school student was sitting on the sofa, watching TV intently. Although most TV stations had no programs, there were still a few that could be watched.
"The 2020 NBA game replays are really good. I can brag to my classmates when I go back."
"Didn't you discuss what to do next? Are you just wasting time like this?" Qin Yan was so angry that these people didn't do anything after they left. "The zombies won't let you get by.
Hang out for fifteen days."
The maintenance man opened the door and sat back on the sofa. He hesitated for a moment and said nothing. He didn't want to offend anyone. The high school student said casually, "We discussed it. Zhao Jingye issued a declaration for running for the group leader, promising a lot of things, and said
After bringing everyone back alive, the bald man made some sarcastic remarks, so they quarreled and broke up unhappy. Hey, where did you get your weapons?"
The high school students were too focused on watching TV. When Tang Zheng and the others placed the weapons and equipment on the living room table and made a noise, they noticed it. Then after seeing an M4A1, they dropped the remote control with a happy face.
The weapon ran over, rummaged through the tactical vest, and asked, "Do you have any extra 5.56mm NATO standard rifle ammunition clips? Give me a few."
Before Qin Yan could call her colleagues, the flight attendants heard the voices in the living room, opened the door and walked out. When they saw a pile of firearms on the coffee table, they didn't even bother to say hello. They all ran over happily and started picking.
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"Sister Qin Yan, where did you get the weapon? It's so powerful." Pang Meiqin wanted to take the m870 shotgun, but unfortunately Cheng Chen was faster than her, and the other one was also taken away by Hu Qiong, who had a fiery personality.
She curled her lips and picked up a handful of MP5s.
"Sister Qin Yan, you are so powerful. You got a great harvest after only half a day out. How many zombies did you kill?" The girl who was once carried by Tang Zheng, the flight attendant Bai Guo, was completely heartless and found a m88 helmet and put it on her head.
, he approached Qin Yan and asked about his experience this afternoon, without mentioning picking up a gun to defend himself.
"Here, take the self-defense." Qin Yan seemed to have a good relationship with the girl, so she took an m1911a1 and two magazines and stuffed them into her hand.
"Hey, it's a good harvest, Lao Lin. I saw you right. The former Southern Sword Special Forces were very tough." The bald man heard the word weapons and walked out of the bedroom. When he saw the weapons on the coffee table, he grinned.
He burst out laughing, hurriedly ran over, and picked up the M4A1 with the strongest firepower. However, after taking a quick look at all the equipment, he felt that there were too few bullets, so he threw it away. When Cheng Chen wasn't paying attention, he struck.
He snatched the m870 from her hand.
"You..." Cheng Chen was furious, but Pang Meiqin was a little gloating. She had not forgotten the fact that her former best friend left her alone that day.
Others were surprised by Lin Weiguo's identity and found it difficult to connect the terms prisoner and special forces.
"What am I, have you used it? Tsk, tsk, Remington shotgun, it's a good thing. One shot can kill a zombie so much that even its father can't recognize it." The bald man glared fiercely.
Cheng Chen glanced at it, touched the m870 twice, and then began to stuff dozens of No. 12 shotshells on the coffee table into his pocket. After stuffing them, his eyes drifted to Li Xinlan's bullet belt containing fifty shotshells.
He glanced at it, then slid it to her breasts, licked the corners of his mouth, and then stood up.
The flight attendants all saw the bald man's actions, and his face was full of bad intentions. Even the idiots knew what he wanted to do.
"Xudong, these guns and tactical vests were snatched by Xiao Tang. If you want to take them, at least ask him, right?" Lin Weiguo spoke, but what he said shocked everyone.
"What, this kid grabbed it, are you kidding me?" The bald man stopped and looked Tang Zheng up and down. Seeing the large blood stains and filth on his protective clothing and his dirty hands, he
Believed most of it.
The rest of the flight attendants were doubtful. They knew that this guy was very tough, but he was not so strong. They believed in getting a gun, but now it was a bunch of guns, but the flight attendants still chose to believe it. After all, Tang Zheng