"Brother Tang, it's too dangerous outside. You'd better bring more people." Wang Liying was in a hurry to stop her, but she didn't want her new thigh to die.
The boys all remained silent, fearing that they would be selected by Tang Zheng. Zhou Qijun and Zhang Jin had just experienced the ferocity of the Terracotta Warriors during the day and really did not dare to go out.
"A bunch of cowards who don't even have one percent of Brother Tang's courage." Wang Liying slandered her classmates and complimented Tang Zheng.
The boys dared not speak out in anger, but Lei Zi was cunning and eloquent in his arguments.
"If you give me a gun, I'll have the guts to go out and get food."
"Brother Tang, if you want to find food, you have to rest for a night and recharge your batteries before going tomorrow." Wang Liying ignored Lei Zi and tried to stop Tang Zheng.
"Stop talking nonsense." Tang Zheng pushed Wang Liying away and walked out of the room. The students standing in the corridor immediately retreated towards the wall to make way for him.
Under the dim light, Tang Zheng's shadow was lengthened, and Wang Liying felt that he looked like a man.
After leaving the dormitory building, Tang Zheng trotted, then jumped, easily climbing over the three-meter-high courtyard wall, landing silently like a civet, and appeared on the street.
Under the pale moonlight, Tang Zheng rushed to a barber shop thirty meters away opposite.
After entering, Tang Zheng found a backlit corner, took out a strong flashlight, bit it in his mouth, then took the supplies he would need from his watch and started to arm himself.
Tang Zheng only had a desert-colored tactical vest, which he put on, and all eight magazine bags were stuffed with thirty-round psychic magazines.
A 60-liter tactical backpack contains spare grenades, grenades, magazines, and some food. Then a holster is strapped to the thigh, with an M9 pistol and a combat fixed knife inserted.
Tang Zheng didn't want to expose the secrets of the Trojan room, so he tried his best to avoid using space watches and weapons with future technology appearance. Fortunately, the M4A1 carbine with a grenade launcher in his hand was an enhanced military version, equipped with psychic bullets.
The destructive effect of one shot is equivalent to that of a Thunderstorm Rifle.
"Go get a car first!" Tang Zheng stuck a Yukiyoshiro pill on his back and ran out of the barber shop.
There were many abandoned vehicles parked on the street. Tang Zheng chose an SUV and started it in less than a minute.
In the silent night, the sound of the engine could be heard far away. When a group of terracotta warriors heard the news and rushed over, they only saw the taillights of private cars passing by at the intersection.
"It takes fifteen minutes to get to the TV station." Tang Zheng increased the speed of the car to the fastest speed, and the SUV was like a wild beast emerging from the wild, running on the street.
Occasionally, it would bump into abandoned vehicles and make harsh noises.
Some surviving citizens heard the noise and quietly climbed to the windows to take a peek, wondering which reckless man could not wait for rescue and wanted to escape from the city.
When passing by a gas station, Tang Zheng drove with one hand, took out two grenades from his backpack, bit off the safety ring, and threw them away.
Boom, boom, hot flames shot up into the sky, the gas station was ignited, several parked cars were affected, swirled, and exploded into the sky. Finally, with a bang, they hit the road, shattering the glass.
The scum is jumping everywhere.
Steel parts were flying around, and there were crackling and burning sounds everywhere.
"Now we can cover up the sound of the car." Tang Zheng's purpose was to attack the east and west and attract the terracotta warriors and horses with noise. However, the only trouble was that he might be blocked by monsters coming from the front.
Tang Zheng was lucky enough to have no accidents along the way. Finally, he parked the SUV at the intersection of a street, then opened the door and sprinted towards the street on the right.
After passing through here, you can reach Yimin Street, where the TV station is located on the north side.
Carrying nearly fifty kilograms of supplies had no impact on Tang Zheng at all. His super physical fitness allowed him to run at a sprint speed of 100 meters for five minutes without gasping for air.
Tang Zheng saw the huge outline of the TV station building. If it were normal, the station logo with neon lights would definitely be the most eye-catching logo in the city.
"What problems will we encounter?" Tang Zheng was thinking about the next steps of action, but suddenly he saw a flash of light in the corner of his eye, and he subconsciously hid to the side.
Suddenly, a dazzling beam of light shot past Tang Zheng's body and hit the road, causing a violent explosion.
By the light of the fire, Tang Zheng saw a black Buddha statue running over. It was two meters tall, with a strong build and an expression like a vajra's angry eyes.
Then, the Buddha's eyes shot out beams of light, plowing a foot-deep ravine on the ground like a razor.
The terracotta warriors and horses did not appear, but the blackened Buddha statue came to the door first.
The Buddha statue roared, jumped up, and smashed into Tang Zheng with the force of Mount Tai.
Click, click, click, Tang Zheng fired, the diamond-shaped muzzle fireworks were extremely dazzling in the night, and the spiritual bullet with a green light accurately hit the face of the Buddha statue.
The black liquid splashed, leaving holes the size of thumbs.
Boom, the Buddha statue hit the ground, creating spider web-like cracks, and then rushed towards Tang Zheng, the beam of light shooting out of his eyes again.
Tang Zheng quickly dodged and hit all thirty bullets on the head of the Buddha statue.
"Stronger defense than the Terracotta Warriors and Horses!" Tang Zheng changed the magazine and continued to maintain firepower.
Two-thirds of the Buddha's head was knocked off, but it was still running around alive. The bullet holes in the chest leaked liquid, which evaporated and gave off a stench like sewers.
Tang Zheng moved towards the opposite direction of the TV station while retreating, otherwise it would attract the Terracotta Warriors and make the other side unsafe. He took out a psychic grenade and threw it over.
After the Buddha statue landed, the grenade rolled right to his feet, mixed with green and red flames, and swallowed it.
"Still dead?" Looking at the distorted face of the Buddha statue, it actually let out a sharp hiss. Tang Zheng guessed that it was calling for reinforcements, so he stopped testing its defense and attack strength and rushed towards it.
Zi, Tang Zheng and the Buddha statue passed by each other, Yukishiro Maru was unsheathed, the sharp blade reflected the moonlight, like a flash of lightning.
Tang Zheng did not look back and ran towards the TV station. Behind him was a Buddha statue with half of his body chopped off and lying in a pool of black blood.
The heart of a Buddha statue is a weak point. If it is broken, they will die.
Tang Zheng didn't go through the main entrance, jumped over the wall into the courtyard of the TV station, stepped on the marble floor tiles, and rushed into the building.
The elevator must not be working. Tang Zheng climbed up the stairs, planning to find the radio room first.
"It would be nice if there were surviving employees to lead the way." Tang Zheng was very anxious because there were too many things to do and there was no power now, but a unit like this must have an emergency generator.
Tang Zheng's goal was to play his own recordings through the radio and tell the group members where to meet. When mobile phones and TVs were not available, the radio naturally became the only communication tool.
The silent and dark building, with only the monotonous sound of Tang Zheng's footsteps, seemed so gloomy that it could have been a scene for a ghost movie.
Tang Zheng held a strong flashlight in his left hand, holding it across his chest, with the barrel resting on the back of his hand. This ensured that when the light hit the spot, he would shoot as soon as possible to suppress fire if he encountered danger.
After searching the first four floors, Tang Zheng found nothing. He didn't even see the legendary broadcasting studio, only some insignificant departments.
"Program Department, Distribution Department, Channel Director's Office." Tang Zheng looked at the signs on each office and knew a lot of terms. Then he also discovered a phenomenon, that is, the leader's room was not generally large, and the decoration was super luxurious.
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On the sixth floor, Tang Zheng heard some faint noises. Following the source, he stood in front of a production room, turned the door handle, and locked it.
Tang Zheng was not sure he was a human at first, but the sudden disappearance of the sound was undoubtedly the biggest evidence.
Bang, Tang Zheng suddenly raised his foot and kicked a hole in the wooden door.
Su Huixin was standing by the door, holding a mop, ready to beat the intruder, when a sudden explosion made her heart shrink so hard that she almost stopped beating.
The female anchor's professional attire was soaked with sweat and stuck to her body, making her uncomfortable. However, she did not dare to move and stared at the door tightly.
"Don't come in." Su Huixin prayed, and then she heard footsteps disappearing. Just when she put down her worries and thought it was safe, the door was kicked open with a strong force, and it fell on the wall, causing sawdust to fall.
Flying.
The female anchor screamed in shock and thrust the mop towards the door without thinking.
"Shut up." Tang Zheng, who deliberately left and returned, dodged the mop, but he obviously underestimated the power of an overly frightened woman.
The female anchor had lost her mind a long time ago, and there was only one thought left in her mind: she must not let the other party in, otherwise she would be dead.
Su Huixin was almost raped by her colleagues before, but now she is like a frightened bird. Any disturbance will drive her crazy.
The female anchor screamed and poked them together with the mop, her knuckles turning white from the exertion.
Tang Zheng grabbed the mop and pulled it hard. As a result, Su Huixin didn't let go and stumbled straight into his arms.
"Calm down?" Tang Zheng saw the panicked and pitiful look of the female anchor, and couldn't bear to have her fall, so he gave her a hug.
Being touched by a strange arm, Su Huixin trembled, and like a crazy wild cat, she reached out and scratched Tang Zheng's cheek.
Tang Zheng tilted his head back, just a little short of losing his wisdom. He was also angry, let go of the rifle, let it hang by the gun belt, then grabbed the female anchor's collar, and gave her a fierce blow with both hands.
smoke.
The female anchor was stunned, her shirt was torn, and she fell to the floor.
Tang Zheng waved the flashlight and finally got a clear look at her.
He was wearing a white business suit, which had not been changed for half a month and was covered with dust and various stains. It was soaked with sweat and was clinging to his body in wrinkles.
The shirt was torn, and you could see a large amount of breast muscles and the lace edge of the underwear. The female anchor was illuminated by a flashlight and subconsciously covered her chest.
One of Su Huixin's milky white high-heeled shoes was missing, and the black stockings on her legs were riddled with holes, giving her a sense of beauty that had been ravaged by the rain.
"Go away, don't come here." The female anchor supported the ground with her knees, trying to crawl away. This posture made the slim skirt wrap tightly around her hips, highlighting her seductive lines.
"Stop screaming." Tang Zheng took a few steps ahead, grabbed the female anchor's long hair, and then covered her mouth with a big hand to silence her, otherwise the monster would be attracted. (To be continued. .Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)
