22. But when is not certain, and I will not give you the address!
Will all players be regressed if they die...
Jinghong got up, not like the previous two times, but walked in another direction.
gun shop
The sparsely pedestrianized streets make it look deserted.
It wasn't even as lively as the corpses all over the place before.
Jinghong crossed the street and opened the door.
Jingle bell——
The wind chime on the door swayed crisply.
Gunpowder weapons filled the shelves, and the air was filled with the faint smell of gun oil.
"Man, you're in the wrong place. I only have guns for you."
The sarcasm came from behind the counter, a middle-aged white man with a Balbo-style beard, fluffy hair and sunglasses.
He regarded Jinghong as a homeless man who wanted food.
Jingle bell——
The wind chimes shook and someone came in again.
With a startled look, a tall figure passed by, carrying a fragrant breeze.
The high heels make no sound on the carpet, the thin and tight skirt hugs the body, the strong and slender legs move, and the slender waist does not have any fat. The long flaming red hair in the shawl represents both passion and irritability.
"Hey girl, do you want a gun or another gun?" the white man whistled, looking frivolously at Katyusha's mountain-like erect and round chest.
Katyusha walked up to the counter, stretched out her delicate hand to hold down the head of the white man who had no warning, and hit the glass counter hard with a startled heart.
If she throws away the garbage and releases the middle-aged man whose face is covered with blood and is unconscious, Katyusha sneers: "You are so weak."
She turned her head slightly, revealing her profile and asked Jinghong.
"How much time is left?"
Jinghong said the number that was changing in his heart: "One minute and fifty seconds."
"Hurry up."
Jinghong nodded, grabbed a few submachine guns from the counter, threw them on the ground, and ran to find ammunition.
Katyusha untied the dead fish-like white man's leg holster and tied it to his thigh, then quickly opened the ammunition box under the counter, took out several boxes of pistol ammunition and pressed them into the empty magazines.
On the other side, Jinghong, who had prepared the ammunition and was struggling to hold up the gun and ammunition, saw Katyusha coming dressed neatly.
The side of the skirt is torn to facilitate movement. The leg holster fits tightly against the black shorts, and the bright silver pistol and spare magazine are stored in it.
"Three? Are they all pistols?" Jinghong paused briefly at the holster on his leg and the gun in her hand.
"That's enough."
Jinghong's heart moved: "Are you a soldier?"
He was answered by the sound of a weapon being cocked.
…
Ten seconds before the riot broke out, Jinghong and Katyusha appeared at the meeting point. The anxious people quickly rushed to meet them.
"Don't go upstairs, let's go straight away." He said in a deep voice, and some pedestrians ran past him in panic.
"What should she do..." Midol lowered his head and looked at the little girl who was afraid and clinging to him in embarrassment.
"Bring it with you."
Shenhai took the key, opened the car door and shouted: "Come up quickly."
Jinghong threw the firearm in and immediately got into the car, followed by the others.
A pedestrian screamed and ran past, with bloody zombies chasing after him.
Katyusha raised her arm and pulled the trigger, tongues of fire spurted out, and the zombies fell to the ground.
The sound of gunshots sparked chaos at the scene, and the sound of screaming cars became even louder.
Katyusha finally got into the car and got into the passenger seat.
Shen Hai started the car and got into the alley.
"Do you remember the road?" Jinghong asked from the back seat.
"Can't forget."
"If you fail this time, we will meet at the weapons store next time. Shenhai, you guys will drive there with the car."
"good."
Then the deep sea began to rush towards its destination.
at the same time.
After an experience, Mu Su repeated his old trick to trap the female zombie and tie it up. Then he went around to the back and dragged it to a chair, and tied it in place.
Everything was safe, Mu Su breathed a sigh of relief, put on a lewd smile, and opened the quilt as if revealing a surprise.
…
"Is it really useful for us to go to the laboratory?" Feng Suiying asked, holding the civilian version of the M16 in the back seat.
"At least this is the only clue available." Jinghong put the obstructing submachine gun under his feet. He understood why Katyusha chose the pistol.
"Mom...where are we going?" the little girl said worriedly.
"A safe place." Midol comforted him.
She was very obedient, so she just nodded ignorantly and sat motionless in Midol's arms.
Half an hour later.
"This is it."
Deep Sea made a sound, and the car slowed down and stopped in front of a building.
Surrounded by a sea of forests.
After the engine was turned off, an unsettling silence fell into both the inside and outside of the car.
"It's a little too peaceful..." Deep Sea leaned forward, stretched his neck and looked around.
This is a parking lot, and there are no zombies. Only traces of blood and minced meat on the ground tell everyone what happened here.
"It seems we found the right place." Jinghong picked up the gun.
"Wait..." Feng Suiying, who wanted to be cautious, said, "What if the virus spreads through the air."
"It's here." Jinghong stuffed the spare magazine into his pocket. "But we can discuss a strategy first -"
The car body shook slightly, Katyusha stepped out of the car and walked towards the building.
Jinghong smiled bitterly and said to the others: "I'll tell you quickly."
High heels clicked on the floor, and her long, round legs walked towards the glass door.
A bloody handprint was eye-catching on the door. Katyusha's eyes narrowed slightly as she pushed the door open and entered.
The hall is empty, with two long corridors like forks on the left and right, which can be seen to the end at a glance. The smooth and white floors and walls look like they were painted with red paint by children.
But there are no children here and no paint.
A zombie wandering in the hall was alerted by the noise and turned around to rush towards him.
Bang!
The gunshot rang out, and blood mist exploded from the zombie's eyebrows.
At the same time, Katyusha suddenly heard countless chaotic footsteps.
Snap.
The slender fingertips opened the gun holster on his left leg and held both guns level.
After the simple discussion, Midol stayed to look after the car. The three people who heard the intensive gunshots quickly rushed into the door.
The battle has come to an end.
A dozen zombies in research uniforms were piled up in a fan shape in the hall, and all of them were shot in the head.
Smoke slowly rose from the muzzle of the gun. Katyusha replaced the magazine and walked up to a crawling and dragging female zombie with no lower body.
Bang!
The sound of gunshots made several people blink.
They looked at each other and saw each other's thoughts.
Terrible woman.
"What's next?" Katyusha walked back and put the pistol back into its holster.
"Look for the office area and kill zombies when you see them."
Shocked and come to his senses: "The sound of gunshots attracts zombies, but it also attracts survivors."
Everyone found the distribution map, went to the office area, and finally found a scientific researcher with an injured arm in the utility room.
"Are you agents...? Forget it, don't worry about me, I was scratched." His face was frighteningly pale, and he was breathing heavily: "Everyone died. This is a highly contagious disease——"
"Stop talking nonsense about where the vaccine is." Katyusha said with impatience in her eyes.
"There is no...epidemic...vaccine..." His eyes began to become cloudy and his speech was unclear.
"Is it because it hasn't been successfully developed or there is no vaccine?" Jinghong squatted close and asked urgently.
"yes--"
Veins appeared on his face, and his eyes turned cloudy. He began to look like other zombies.
Katyusha acted decisively and shot him to kill him.
"We're late." Jinghong exhaled and stood up.
[Player-Musu-is dead]
The system prompt was sudden and I didn’t have time to react——
Jinghong opened his eyes next to the trash can for the third time.