The living corpse with a gunshot wound to the head immediately fell to the ground.
Although their eyes can still move, their mouths full of sharp teeth no longer open and close, as if they have turned into a vegetative state, lying on the ground and no longer moving.
Seeing this, Ma Wu immediately followed up and cooperated with Wang Shangqing, who was holding a fire axe, to use a safe filled with heavy objects to "make up for it".
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three consecutive headshots to prevent resurrection.
This operation is...
Very attentive.
"Jiang Ling, deal with it for her."
Wang Shangqing was upset by the yelling of the long, straight black girl with a broken forearm, so he waved his hand and asked the team's temporary medical officer to treat her.
Jiang Ling was unambiguous and immediately brought the medical kit over.
Disinfect, stop bleeding, and remove flesh.
All the treatment methods that should be available are done very well.
All I had to do was cut off my arm...
but…
Judging from the hoarse screams of the girl with long, straight black hair, everyone knew that it was absolutely impossible to get her to agree to cut off another section from the injured part.
"No... no! I don't want to be a disabled person!"
The long and straight black girl is somewhat scheming, but unfortunately, her little cleverness has no meaning when facing these big troubles.
She cried and yelled, but to no avail.
Wang Shangqing helped her make a decision indifferently: "If you don't cut off the injured part, you will mutate into a living corpse."
"Either cut off your hand or get out of this team."
"My team will not breed waste!"
This was said in a very cold and impersonal way, but it was quite useful at a time like this.
The girl with long black hair was scared to death, but after some difficult psychological struggle and thinking, she timidly agreed to the "surgery request".
So...
The second disabled member of the team is newly released. This girl with long black hair and straight legs, like Zhang Guangmu, has become a one-armed man.
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Wang Shangqing looked at the team members rushing towards the faucet without saying a word.
Wang Shangqing felt very aggrieved when he thought about Zhang Guangmu's outstanding performance just now that he was able to save the entire team even though he was extremely weak.
he thinks……
He should take full responsibility for Zhang Guangmu's injury.
If he hadn't asked Xiao Jinquan and Liu Jinquan to go to the rear because he didn't like Xiao Jinquan and Liu Jingang, Zhang Guangmu would never have been injured!
An inexplicable anger surged and boiled in his heart.
If Xiao Jinquan and Liu Jingang could survive, Wang Shangqing would chop those two people to death again on the spot to vent his inner anger.
So Wang Shangqing walked to each toilet room, kicked the door open one by one, and began to look for individuals who could let him vent his anger.
Emperor Tian pays off his conscientious people.
He actually found a living corpse hidden in a men's room!
"Trash, die!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Wang Shangqing, who was full of anger, took a fire ax and struck the living corpse seven times in a row.
Blood splattered everywhere!
A strong smell of putrefaction spread.
Wang Shangqing's violent and ferocious arrogance completely overshadowed the bloodthirsty aura of the living corpse, and he split it into two pieces from the front, mincing it into a bloody mess.
In the toilet cubicle, the screams and wails of living corpses could be heard.
This shrill and shrill cry made the members of the survivor team feel numb and chilled all over.
Wang Shangqing, who is not a "good guy", does indeed have a ferocious charm that is unique to him.
At least……
As the leader of the team, Wang Shangqing's style is completely different from Zhang Guangmu's. He will not convince everyone, but no one dares to cause trouble while he is alive. The survivors who were originally chaotic and fighting for the faucet quickly arranged their teams, and they were in an orderly manner. They began to use the water in an orderly manner, and everyone behaved like brothers and sisters, looking like they were full of moral attributes.
Wang Shangqing, covered in blood, walked slowly and walked out of the toilet cubicle.
He put down the fire ax, took out all the bullets from the magazine, and stuffed them into Zhang Guangmu's hand.
"Just now...I wasted one bullet, and there are five left here."
"You take them all."
Wang Shangqing did not give Zhang Guangmu a chance to refuse, and directly gave a very convincing reason: "Your marksmanship is better than mine."
"There are many gun enthusiasts in the shooting club who have been playing with guns for 20 or 30 years, but their shooting skills are not as good as yours."
This is true, and what I say is quite conservative.
After all, the people in the shooting club are all casual players. Compared with Zhang Guangmu, some people who have practiced shooting for thirty-four years, Wang Shangqing feels like they have trained their marksmanship on a dog. They are not on the same level at all. .
Zhang Guangmu did not show any pretense and decisively accepted the bullet offered by Wang Shangqing.
In this way, Zhang Guangmu has 8 bullets in his hand.
"Ahhh! It hurts!"
"I want to go home...wuwu..."
When Jiang Ling treated the wound of the black girl, the girl cried bitterly. She no longer looked as delicate and cute as before, which made me feel pity for her.
No one likes anyone when they are crying.
Especially when compared with Zhang Guangmu, who was in the same situation before, she seemed even more frail and too weak.
Many survivors actually know very well deep down that if they really fall to this level, their performance may not be any better than that of a girl with long, straight black hair.
After all, there are no anesthetics in the team.
Zhang Guangmu, who performed amputation surgery on himself without changing his face, is the weirdest among weirdos and cannot be treated as a normal human being.
But this does not prevent them from being bored with long, straight black girls.
Everyone had different thoughts. After replenishing water...
Zhang Guangmu pointed to two bottles of liquid found in the bathroom, and said quietly as if saying his last words: "The main component of 84 disinfectant is sodium hypochlorite, which is usually used to disinfect object surfaces and the environment.
"As we all know, sodium hypochlorite has strong oxidizing properties and can be hydrolyzed to generate hypochlorous acid, which is highly oxidizing. It can oxidize reducing substances, causing microorganisms to eventually lose their functions and become unable to reproduce or infect.
If you have no choice, you can try to use it to disinfect the wound directly. Even if your own cells are completely inactivated, it is still better than mutating into a living corpse.
"When this thing meets the toilet cleaning spirit, it will immediately react violently, producing a large amount of white foam and very irritating chlorine gas."
Hearing this, Ma Wu took the lead slightly.
He is not very clear about disinfectant and toilet cleaning liquid, but he still has some understanding of the physical and chemical properties of chlorine.
That stuff is a poisonous gas and is easily volatile. Chlorine gas poisoning may cause coughing, chest tightness, etc. in mild cases, or difficulty in breathing or even death in severe cases.
This information may be useful in the future.
only……
Zhang Guangmu may not be able to survive that moment.
Jiang Ling, who was standing nearby, almost shed tears when she heard this, but she still forced herself to listen carefully. From the looks of it, she seemed to want to remember every word Zhang Guangmu said.
After giving everyone half a minute to adjust, Wang Shangqing immediately said: "It's time to go to the third floor."
Hearing this, Zhang Guangmu put forward a different opinion: "Wait a minute, I have something to say."
If the person who raises the same question is another member of the team, Wang Shangqing will definitely punish the other person severely first, and then listen to what the other person has to say.