A bullet from a distance scared Zhou Qingfeng into a cold sweat. This can be said to be the first time he has truly seen the cruelty of urban street fighting - you may have been awesome the first second, but you will be dead in the next second.

This bullet also exposed a huge flaw in the ability of "extremely agile" - it only responds to attacks at close range, but does not work for long-range attacks. If the butcher hadn't pulled Zhou Qingfeng away, he would have been a corpse.

"Thank you." Zhou Qingfeng's heartbeat suddenly soared, and his breath tightened three points. He looked back at the butcher, thanked him sincerely and asked again: "How do you know that the sniper opposite will shoot?"

"Because I am a veteran, I know that no matter when I am, I should not stay in the open area of ​​war for more than three seconds." The butcher took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and handed it to Zhou Qingfeng, "If you stick out your head stupidly like you, you are looking for death."

"I don't smoke." Although Zhou Qingfeng refused, his disgust towards the butcher was greatly reduced. After all, the other party had just saved his life, "I still have to thank you, you saved your life."

"I thought you would never say thank you to me." The butcher took a few sips of cigarettes, then climbed to the corner where Zhou Qingfeng was attacked just now. He flashed and shrank, and the sniper on the opposite side actually fired another shot, also hitting the position just now.

"He is a rookie. He fired a shot on the 20th floor of the opposite building but didn't know how to change the place." The butcher patted Zhou Qingfeng on the shoulder and said, "Go and kill him."

"Me?" Zhou Qingfeng felt a little upset, "I can't even get close to you."

"Think of a way, this stupid rookie is worse than you." After the butcher said that, he threw away the cigarette that had been smoked for a few times, got up and ran in the other direction.

"Where are you going?" Zhou Qingfeng was anxious and wanted to follow him.

"Don't follow me, your task is to clean that building, this is a test for you. And I'll find a way to go around and try to contact David Lawrence in advance." The butcher refused Zhou Qingfeng and followed, hugged his PKM machine gun and disappeared in just a few strokes.

Stop me! I'm leaving me alone? This is not a test, it is clearly a punishment!

Zhou Qingfeng was suddenly a little stunned. In this complex environment, although the butcher's teacher had a bad personality, he was still very useful. Without the butcher's guidance, he could only squat behind the wall of a building and racked his brains to figure out how to deal with the sniper just now?

Retrieve the arm ring computer and Zhou Qingfeng searches for the exact map of Lower Manhattan, New York. By comparing the current street, confirm that the building with a sniper opposite is the New York Citizenship and Immigration Services Bureau building.

This square building has fifty or sixty floors, and there are only a thousand rooms inside. God knows how many people are there now? According to the current situation, there are at least a few hundred people in this building occupied by snipers.

However, to occupy the New York Police Department, this building is equivalent to a portal, and if you want to enter, you must occupy it. Zhou Qingfeng held the SCAR rifle and wanted to learn the butcher's method to test the sniper. He just thought for a long time but he didn't have the courage, so he stretched out his helmet.

With a bang, the helmet just stretched out a little bit, and the sniper on the opposite side shot for the third time. From the perspective of the bullet incident, the other party still did not move.

Novice, this is a novice who is even worse than himself, but his marksmanship is quite accurate.

Zhou Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and he turned to another direction, also using his helmet to test it, then stretched out his head and shrank.

No response! There was nothing unusual on the other side.

So Zhou Qingfeng took advantage of various abandoned vehicles along the street as cover and ran quickly on the street. Zhou Qingfeng observed and acted quickly every time to ensure that he was exposed to the open area for no more than three seconds.

More than 20 minutes later, Zhou Qingfeng ran more than 200 meters away and approached the foot of the Immigration Bureau building. All the glass walls on the bottom of the building were destroyed, and a large number of windows were damaged on the lower floor. More than a dozen corpses were lodged on the street outside the building, which looked bloody.

"This is probably because there is no one nearby. No one wants to get close to the sniper and corpses all over the ground." Zhou Qingfeng could still hear a burst of noise coming from the broken windows of the building, which sounded like disputes, noises, and crying.

He quickly ran across the street with a gun in his arms and entered the building. There was no one in the first floor lobby, only the ground was covered with mess, with pieces of paper falling all over the ground, and the decorations covered with bullet holes were tilted.

The elevator in the building has been stopped, but the escalator can be used. In this close-range environment, Zhou Qingfeng is not afraid. He slowly went upstairs with a gun and his eyes were alert.

The floor area of ​​this building is about 5,000 square meters. Each floor is divided into a large number of independent rooms, and the internal environment is quite complex. Zhou Qingfeng carefully searched the second, third and fourth floors, wasted more than an hour of his time, but no one found it.

However, on the fifth floor, there were voices of shouting and scolding.

"Damn it, get out of here! I don't have food or water. If I don't leave, I will shoot you."

"Go upstairs to find Kogen's group, they plundered all the food and water."

"I won't help you, get out of here! If you want to survive, you have to find a way."

The voice of scolding and scolding was rough and irritable. When Zhou Qingfeng climbed up with the help of fire stairs, he saw a large crowd of people in a corridor.

My God, is this the refugee camp?

Zhou Qingfeng's previous estimate was too conservative. The corridor in front of him alone had squeezed more than a hundred people. These people were all standing against the wall, tortured by fatigue and hunger.

This is just the first day of the catastrophe, and the days of suffering are still long!

Zhou Qingfeng's appearance caused a stir in the corridor. All the civil servants in the building should have disappeared. These should be ordinary citizens trapped here.

Seeing a fully armed man suddenly appearing around him, a guy in a suit immediately rushed up and asked with his eyes shining: "Sir, save us and find us some food."

"Back back!" Zhou Qingfeng said coldly, "Tell me, what happened here?"

The man in suit said anxiously: "Sir, we don't know what happened? The police and civil servants disappeared, the roads were blocked, the subway was not running, and all water and power supply were interrupted.

We wanted to leave here, but it was too dangerous outside. A fire broke out nearby last night and many people died. This morning, a group of gangs broke into the building. They blocked the floors above ten floors and moved all the food and drinking water in the building.

The remaining small amount of water and food was controlled by several security guards. For example, no one was willing to share or even take care of the children when we beg. We are now in a desperate situation and really need help."
Chapter completed!