Chapter 347

There is more than one blood line. It seems that more than one person has escaped. One of them must be a sniper who almost killed Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang hates this sniper. From the dialogue between White Owl and sniper, Zhang Xiaoqiang knows that the other party is not ordinary. Naturally, he begins to be careful.

On the third floor, the last floor of this small building, Zhang Xiaoqiang unknowingly swept away two-thirds of the enemies of this small building. Speaking of this, even Zhang Xiaoqiang himself felt somewhat unnatural. He didn't expect that he would rush in and kill all sides like those bloody lonely heroes in TV dramas, which is not in line with his character.

He had been fighting with his subordinates until he had to, which made him feel a little mysterious and not very true.

At the beginning, Zhang Xiaoqiang just wanted to save the crazy woman. Of course, his own wearing biological armor and being invulnerable is the biggest prerequisite. But he didn't experience a real barrage of bullets. Only when countless bullets hit him did he know what a line of fire is. He only wanted to drag the woman back, but finally he was stopped by a sniper and couldn't move forward or backward.

Under the threat of snipers, Zhang Xiaoqiang is forced to become a lone hero step by step. When Zhang Xiaoqiang stands in front of the last fortress, he finds that he has actually done this step, which makes him feel incredible. Are these people too weak or are he too strong?

At last, Zhang Xiaoqiang understood that nothing was in front of him. Everything was just because of his good luck. He hid in the stairway on the third floor, with bullets drilling big and small holes in the doorframe from time to time. In the dense gunfire on the third floor, he could hear many people shouting and drinking.

At the moment when he appeared on the third floor, the muzzle of more than 20 rifles aimed at him at the same time. In the next second, the dense bullets beat this brave hero into a turtle.

The tortoise with shrinking head is the tortoise with shrinking head. Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't care, but now he is blocked, what should he do? Go back to the first floor and wait for support? So all the previous work was done in vain?

Zhang Xiaoqiang hid in the corner of the wall and couldn't make up his mind. In the roar of bullets, he habitually felt his hand into the satchel, but didn't feel the intended grenade. He was worried and felt it more carefully. Finally, he could only feel a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He remembered that every time he went out, he always habitually put three grenades, Today, one for scaring women, two for the second floor, no more.

Now he was even more depressed. Suddenly, the gunfire on the third floor stopped, "no bullets?" Zhang Xiaoqiang heart a joy, spit out the cigarette ends in his mouth, holding a rifle flash to the third floor, will pull the trigger inside.

The pattern of the third floor is similar to that of the second floor, with the same corridor and the same door. The door is built into small bunkers by the animals with furniture and mattresses, or in groups of two or three, hiding in the bunkers, guarding against the entrance of the building. When Zhang Xiaoqiang's bloody figure appears, dozens of muzzles fire out at the same time.

Zhang Xiaoqiang, who thought he was lucky, had just shot a short shot, and dozens of bullets hit him in the chest. He was hit by dozens of bullets and flew to the second floor. The hollow stainless steel stair handrail was broken by his body, The rifle pestle in his hand bounced into the air at the edge of the stairs, rebounded in the neutral of the stairwell, and fell to the corridor on the third floor. Zhang Xiaoqiang also rolled down the stairs to the side of the rifle.

"Cough cough cough" lying in the pool of blood on the second floor, Zhang Xiaoqiang coughed hard, which really made him eat hard, but he was lucky. Those people were afraid that they could not hit, and they aimed at his biggest chest. If they aimed at his head, he would explain today.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's first action when lying on the ground is to grab the rifle beside him and pull the trigger of the rifle to the end in the direction of the third floor. After a bullet clip is finished, he struggles to get up from the pool of blood.

"Bah ·············" Zhang Xiaoqiang spat out the blood dregs in his mouth, took a hard look at the third floor, put a bullet clip on his rifle, grabbed a corpse, and climbed up. He was hit with fire. He had not suffered so much from other human beings except Xie Yuanshan, even under the mechanism gun of the missile base, Today, he carried it with the animals upstairs.

In the alert on the third floor, a man suddenly rolled in from the entrance of the building. The animals hiding in the shelter sighed that the guy who could not be killed was a cockroach. They yelled and fired at the figure on the ground. In the dense gunfire, the man on the ground was playing and twitching. In the blood and flesh of the man, he was killed by a bullet clip.

The man on the ground couldn't see the human figure. Hundreds of bullets shot at him, which had turned him into a pile of mashed meat. The animals didn't rush to change their clips. They looked at each other and looked behind them. Behind them, a man with thin face and pale face was staring at the pile of mashed meat, Frowning as if thinking about something.

A man in his thirties, holding a type 85 sniper rifle in both hands, was slightly red by blood at several cracks in his faded camouflage suit. The most serious injury was his thigh. A gauze dyed red by blood was tightly wrapped around his thigh, and the thigh wrapped with gauze was still slightly twitching."Be careful, he may still be..." before the man finished speaking, a figure rolled in from the corridor, "touch..." 85 sniper rifle rang out, as long as there were bullets in the gun, the animals all fired at the new figure, just at this time, There were a lot of bullets coming from the entrance of the corridor, sweeping the animals in the front row to the ground.

The rifle in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand says that after a bullet clip is shot empty, it flashes out of the corridor. At the same time, a new figure rolls in from that side. No one cares about the figure rolling in. While they change the bullet clip, they want to look at the corridor.

The figure rolling in did move unexpectedly. He rolled a few times on the ground and bounced up. Then he jumped into a small bunker. In the surprised expression of the three men in the bunker, Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped out like a flea, rushed to the wall, jumped on the wall and ran to another bunker.

At the same time, the three men felt that the air they were breathing did not enter their lungs, but their throats began to itch. After touching their throats with their hands, they were shocked to find that their fingers had reached into their own throats. The three men collapsed on the ground holding their throats and looked at the dim ceiling, The mouth kept on "roaring... They tried to breathe the air, but the air just couldn't get into the lungs··········

The man in the first bunker was killed by Zhang Xiaoqiang with a rifle, and several guys in the second bunker are now lying on the ground enjoying the most terrible agony. The people in the third bunker didn't get hurt. When Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped on their heads, his feet were on the wall beside them, and they rushed straight to the fourth bunker. But before they had any reaction, they were covered by the bullets coming from behind. All the bullets originally aimed at Zhang Xiaoqiang were shot at the fish in the gate