zombie frenzy

Chapter 3 Colt Python Revolvers
"How to do?"

"Guo, make up your mind!"

The two were insanely anxious, Mark pushed the door hard, Guo Fei stood in the middle of the office, at a loss.

I don't know how many zombies came outside, and the door lock couldn't be locked after a burst of impact. Now it's all relying on Mark's body to withstand the door panel, which is why it hasn't been opened.

"Guo, Guo"

Maka yelled loudly, and fought against it with all his strength, every impact made his body shake for a while, and he seemed to be unable to support it.

"Yes, the gun"

Guo Fei quickly rushed to the back of the executive desk, opened the drawer and searched.

I remember hearing Ali once say that there is a revolver in the manager's office, but I don't know if it is still here.

No no.

Guo Fei directly tore off the entire drawer, turned the items inside over to the ground for inspection, and there were no guns in each drawer, and his mood sank more and more.

"Hurry up, Guo, I can't stand it anymore"

Mark shouted loudly, the door had been loosened by a gap, a few arms came in, claws were grabbing randomly, and the unconscious hooting sounds of the zombies kept coming, which made the tense atmosphere even more intense .

"found it"

Guo Fei cheered, and on the floor, a Colt python revolver emerged from a pile of office supplies. Guo Fei took one in his hand, and rushed to the door in a few steps, just this crack in the door, avoiding that The grabbed arm slammed the trigger on the heads one by one outside.

Click and click.

The firing pin kept ringing, and the revolver made a crisp knocking sound, but the expected roar could not be heard.

"Guo, bullets, no bullets"

Mark yelled, pushing against the door of the house. After seeing Guo Fei, those zombies became more excited and rushed crazily, and the gap in the door became wider and wider.

"damn it"

Guo Fei cursed, turned his head and ran towards the executive desk.

"Where, where, come out!"

Guo Fei was so anxious that he was about to cry, his hands were flying, and he quickly searched among the piles of debris that he had overturned.

"has"

A small box of shells was thrown out by him, a few rolled down on the floor, and the rest made a crisp sound when they collided in the carton.

Guo Fei grabbed a handful of bullets, opened the wheel, and stuffed the bullets in with trembling hands.

"Hurry up, Guo"

Mark yelled as if urging his life, which made Guo Fei's hand even more flustered. He was so anxious that he couldn't squeeze in a few bullets, and fell to the ground with a ding ding.

Guo Fei took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"I'll do it, you'll do it"

Guo Fei hypnotized himself, stared at the wheel, pinched a bullet with two fingers, and sent it lightly.

click.

After closing the wheel and opening the hammer, Guo Fei stood in the crack of the door and raised the pistol, gritting his teeth and pressing it with his fingers.

Bang bang bang.

The gun spewed out clusters of flames, hitting the zombies who wanted to squeeze in and fell head over head. The distance was too close, and white brains and red blood splashed all over their heads and faces.

Guo Fei closed his mouth tightly and turned his face sideways to avoid the splashing red and white objects, but in this way, the accuracy rate dropped significantly.

Revolver already had a strong recoil, plus he didn't dare to face the enemy head-on, and his accuracy dropped drastically.

Kakaka.

Guo Fei frantically pulled the trigger, the bullets had been poured out, and he kept pulling, screaming.

"Guo, Guo, I'm out of bullets"

Mark shouted from below, the impact force was much weaker, but Mark still felt the presence of zombies behind the door, so he shouted anxiously.

"Oh"

After firing a round of bullets, Guo Fei fell into a state of madness. He didn't come back to his senses until Mark's shout.

This is the first time he has used a gun. He has been in the United States for several years, but he has only seen other people playing and shooting. It is the first time in history, let alone pulling the trigger on heads.

Even in the form of a zombie, but the appearance is still not much different from that of a human being. The shattered skull and splashed brains all show that this is a human body.

Guo Fei forcibly suppressed the feeling of wanting to vomit, turned around, and quickly ran to the executive desk.

There weren't many bullets in the small bullet box, except for the six that were knocked out, there were only a few brass-colored objects left on the ground.

Guo Fei picked it up quickly, while rummaging through the sundries, wanting to find more.

Bang bang bang.

The door panel slammed violently again.

Although the shooting just now knocked down a few zombies, many more were attracted by the roar.

"Guo, hurry up, I can't stand it anymore"

"be quiet"

Guo Fei was a little irritable, and roared, and stopped looking for the scattered bullets on the ground.

The recoil made his hands numb. This time, even if Guo Fei wasn't so panicked, he couldn't put it in.

Guo Fei was in a hurry and simply sat on the ground, holding the pistol between his legs, his fingers trembling, and slowly stuffed the orange bullets into the wheel.

This is the smallest bullet box, with only fifteen rounds in total, but it was not full when I took it. After Guo Fei shot six bullets, only four bullets are left in his hand.

Guo Fei looked around while loading the bullets, trying to find some more.

Although he just glanced at it casually just now, his mutated eyes told him that there are definitely more than these in the box, at least one or two are missing.

Once shot well, one bullet can wipe out a zombie. At this time, every bullet is extremely precious.

Shivering, the neutron bomb was finally fully installed, and the crack in the door behind Mark was getting wider and wider, and a zombie poked half of its face in, looking at them hooting and screaming.

I don't have time to look for it anymore. Anyway, as long as the person is still alive, the bullet cannot fly into the sky.

Guo Fei jumped up, gripped the Colt revolver with both hands, put the muzzle of the gun against the half of his face, and slammed the trigger.

boom.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, half of the face disappeared immediately, a big hole was punched in the door frame, and sawdust splattered, leaving several blood marks on both of them.

"Guo"

Mark shouted, signaling Guo Fei to be careful with the gun, and don't accidentally injure the two of them.

"shut up"

Guo Fei's face was in burning pain. Hearing Mark's shout, he became even more irritable. He raised his foot and kicked the fallen zombie back. The long muzzle of the gun pushed out, aimed at a head and pulled the trigger. .

This is a white man sitting across from him. He has a bad temper. He is often heard arguing with others on the phone. It has been more than a month since he joined the job, and the two of them have not even spoken a word.

boom.

The bullet flew out, and a black hole appeared on the forehead of the white man. His blood-red eyes froze and did not move, and his body went limp.

If there is no friendship, Guo Fei will not be soft-hearted. After the shooting just now, he can now open his eyes and look at the zombies knocked down by him.

"Go to hell, go to hell"

Guo Fei roared angrily, and clicked the trigger. This time, each shot was fired after it was aimed.

The zombies fell down one after another, and a small pool of blood accumulated on the ground, which flowed in along the crack of the door. The blood was no longer as bright red as usual, but turned dark red, and exuded a smell of blood. stench.

Mark didn't know it at first. When he noticed the wetness under his buttocks, he touched it with his hand. Seeing that it was dark red in color, he put it under his nose and sniffed it strangely.

Vomit, vomit.

Nausea, Mark wanted to die.

He lost his full strength to push the door, and the gap in the door suddenly widened a lot.

Four bullets are not too much, but not too much. It is more than enough to hit a person or a zombie, but it is too little to deal with the zombies of the entire company.

The roar stopped abruptly.

Guo Fei dropped Colt in his hand, and pressed against the door panel with both hands.

"Out of bullets"

"Guo, what should I do? I don't want to die"

"How do I know, figure it out quickly"

"Help, help, help"

The only thing Mark could think of was to scream for help.

There were no people in the open office room. There were puddles of flesh and blood piled up on the ground, shoes and cloth strips were thrown aside. Outside the door, five or six zombies screamed and slammed against the door panel.

"You put it on first"

Guo Fei shouted, got up, and rushed to the big class desk quickly.

Pressing down on the edge of the table with both hands, pushing his legs back, he roared angrily, pushing with all his strength.

crunch.

Pushed by him, the huge executive desk moved slowly towards the door, rubbing against the wooden floor and making an uncomfortable sound.

"Push hard, Guo, push hard"

Mark cheered loudly, strength suddenly emerged from his whole body, and he pushed back the gap in the door that had been opened a lot.

Guo Fei held his breath with his head down, his face was flushed, and the veins on his arms burst out. His whole body was tilted at 45 degrees to the ground, and his feet propped up the floor, pushing slowly.

No one knows that his eyes are gradually covered with red bloodshot eyes at this time, and they are already two or three points similar to the screaming zombies outside, but the biggest difference is that people still have consciousness, and the bloodshot eyes are less Too much, and the complexion is not gray.

"Step aside"

The executive desk gradually approached the door panel, Guo Fei gave a loud shout, and suddenly exerted force with both hands, and the speed suddenly increased.

With a bang, Mark rolled over from under the executive desk, let go of the unsupported door panel, and suddenly opened it half a foot. At this moment, the executive desk hit, and with a bang, the door panel hit it .

"Come and help"

Mark came to his senses, got up quickly, and stayed with him, and the two of them pushed the executive table hard.

The gap in the door narrowed little by little, the zombies outside didn't know how to use force, and the bodies of several zombies lying under their feet made the two of them finally block the door tightly after they broke out in sweat. There is no gap at all.

(End of this chapter)