I was surrounded by the barrage and then traveled through time

[Don't be afraid, tell your brothers everything, love comes from Constantinople]

[It’s not good to hold it in, it can easily turn you into a psychopath]

[He is not Neil, how could he be a psychopath?]

[Maybe he needs a golf club to blow that zombie's head off]

[I have Tiger Woods' signed golf clubs]

[Who asked you this, you psychopath! ]

……

A zombie slowly sat up from the floor. Because it was behind the bed, Trevor didn't see it just now.

"You are the psychopaths!" Trevor raised his homemade spear and jumped onto the bed.

"Your whole family is a psychopath like Neil!"

Trevor swung his spear from above and knocked the zombie to the ground, then stabbed the kitchen knife at the top of the spear into its abdomen.

After all, it was still a kitchen knife, and Trevor broke the knife by stabbing it in the head and chest, and used a spear to immobilize the zombie first.

then……

"Boys, do you know how Brother Go beats people?"

Trevor grinned, raised the bone in his hand, and smashed it down hard, shouting "WAAAAAAGH!"

【WAAAAAAGH!】

【WAAAAAAGH!】

【WAAAAAAGH!】

【WAAAAAAAAAAAGH!】

The zombie's head was blown apart.

Trevor looked at the bone in his hand. Although there was a nut on it and the zombie's skull should be relatively calcium deficient, such a small nut could blow up a zombie's head in one go. Trevor felt that the force he used just now could at most make a hole in a normal person's head.

Looking at the brains on the ground, Trevor thought for a moment, then pulled down his mask, allowing his brothers in the barrage to see his grinning mouth.

"Boys, that WAAAAAAGH! just now seemed to really work. I smashed the zombie's head with one stick."

[You don't need to say it, the boys have seen it, you can only achieve this effect with a big hammer]

[Can you try it a few more times and use different slogans to verify what is going on?]

[That’s right. If you can’t come up with a slogan, the boys will help you come up with one. You can choose it yourself.]

[I wonder why the comments this time are so rational, not WAAAAAAGH at all!]

【It has to be scientific WAAAAAAGH!】

[This is the only way to make Cui Gou a Warboss! ]

【Be brave, Warlord!!!】

[The boss’s boss’s boss!!!]

[That will be a WAAAAAAGH that will overturn the entire galaxy!]

……

Sure enough, the building started to tilt again. Maybe their brains were all filled with WAAAAAAGH! energy.

After checking around and confirming that there were no other zombies or people in the apartment, Trevor began to look through the apartment for any useful supplies, especially the sawed-off double-barreled shotgun mentioned in the diary.

Finally, Trevor found it in a cabinet, but unfortunately there were no other pistols or anything like that. Not even the zombie he had just found had any pistols on him.

At least I have some bullets.

Trevor checked this one-handed double-barreled shotgun, which was a Remington product. It looked well maintained, but the recoil might be quite large when used.

Because of the lack of a buttstock, Trevor thought it would be better for him not to raise it to aim. His face could still help him make some money.

Anyway, this kind of gun does not require aiming. The scattering is too serious at long distances, and at close range... one shot is enough.

[Japanese server T0 level weapons appeared]

[I have a friend who was shot in the lung from behind with this gun]

[Coincidentally, a friend of mine made this kind of gun and became an assassin]

[Are you talking about the best male gunner in the Japanese server? 】

[The first shot misses before there is a soul]

[Yamagami Tetsuya: I shoot the beast's heart with a reformist mindset]

[I heard that a movie was made about killing people and destroying their hearts. Killing people and destroying their hearts.]

After Trevor finished finding supplies and learned how to use this one-handed double-barreled gun, he took a sip of the beer he had just opened and said, "I will debut as the national male gunner."

The total practice time was two and a half minutes.

Chapter 6 Damn you! Confess to me!

As soon as Trevor finished speaking, he heard the crisp sound of glass breaking next door again.

He walked to the window with the beer bottle and found that the zombie next door had half of its body sticking out, but it seemed to be stuck.

Looking at the zombie that was baring its fangs and claws at him, Trevor said, "This zombie is stuck. Why don't we help it?"

The zombie kept waving its claws towards Trevor, and Trevor first used a bone to pry its claws open.

[Don’t be in a hurry, think of a slogan first, a slogan! ]

【For the Alliance! 】

【For the tribe! 】

【Avengers assemble! 】

[Blood sacrifice to the Blood God, skull sacrifice to the Skull Throne! ]

【Serve the people! 】

【Everything is false, everything is allowed】

【Ceddin, deden, neslin, baban】

【114514】

[What strange things are mixed in here? ]

…………

Trevor felt like he didn't know what to choose, so he just said, "Fuck you! Confess to me!"

"Brothers, start posting comments!"

[Fuck you! Repent to me! ]

[Fuck you! Repent to me! ]

[Wait a minute, this sentence sounds familiar]

[Asmodai, let him repent! ]

…………

Trevor hit the zombie's head with another bone, directly knocking its head off. It fell directly to the ground and broke into pieces.

"Repent, fallen angel!" Trevor said with satisfaction as he looked at the headless corpse.

Brother, you seemed to have said something extraordinary just now.

After saying that, Trevor ignored the messy comments on the barrage, and quietly glanced around the situation. Finally, he clicked on the cigarette he had searched for and said calmly, "It seems that no one from the inner circle of terror is here to arrest me."

【Brother, you are really my Brother Cui! 】

【Why don’t you go to heaven? 】

[You are imitating Asmodai's speech. Be careful or he will make you repent! ]

[What happened to that fallen angel? Can anyone give me some information? ]

[Cui Gou just wanted to say a taboo word to see if he could attract a bunch of canned tough guys]

[The Lion King has been resurrected, he is not the second...]

[Okay, he has been killed by loyalty, everyone is safe]

[How did Cui Gou feel about that attack just now? Did the power change? ]

It seems that some stupid netizens still remembered to do the experiment. Trevor replied: "Maybe it was because the slogan was not loud enough and everyone's hearts were not united enough, so they failed to directly blow its head off. The force was still a little weak."

[The force is a little weak, is the accuracy enough? ]

[The hit was on the back of the head, breaking the cervical vertebrae]

[It’s quite powerful, but a normal person would die too]

[Next time, change the slogan so that everyone can be consistent]

[I think WAAAAAAGH! is the best]

[Very excited, is this WAAAAAAGH energy? It directly penetrates the barrier of the multiverse]

[I think this is just WAAAAAAGH! ]

……

Trevor tied up the knotted sheets and threw them down. Just as he was about to climb down, a zombie appeared below, as if attracted by the sound just made.

It swayed towards Trevor. Trevor estimated that it would be a bit dangerous if he went down now, but he didn't want to shoot for the time being.

Bullets were precious, and the noise was so loud that the sound of gunfire could be heard throughout the neighborhood.

"There's a new experiment." Trevor turned around and looked for a weapon that could be thrown in the apartment. Finally, he took out the beer bottle he had just finished drinking.

"For the Wolf Lord!" Trevor roared.

After a string of "For the Wolf God" appeared in the barrage, Trevor threw the beer bottle out with all his might.

The hit was quite accurate, right on the forehead. Trevor himself didn't expect that he could throw it so accurately.

However, the beer bottle was not hard enough to knock down the zombie, and it did not react too much, just paused for a moment.

[Is it useful to call for the war master? 】

【Why didn’t your head explode? 】

[It's the same if I hit your head, just use a shot put instead]

……

"It seems that your barrage only enhances my own strength and cannot be directly applied to weapons."

Trevor has roughly figured out the effect of [bullet screen power], and the next step is to test its mental impact.

"The cat landed!"

Seeing that the barrage didn't respond, Trevor hurriedly urged: "Hurry up and type it out, boys."

Then Trevor sat directly on the windowsill and jumped down. The impact force generated by jumping from the second floor with things on his back was much smaller than Trevor expected, or it could be said that his legs generated stronger power to support him when he landed.

It's really a bit metaphysical.

Looking at the zombies coming towards him, Trevor first blocked it with his spear, then swung the bone in his hand and shouted: "Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull to the skull throne!"

"It's time to test your hand speed."

A lot of barrages were fired.

Trevor smashed the zombie's head open with one clean blow. At this moment, he felt the power in his body increasing rapidly. How could a mere zombie possibly stop him?

【Do you feel more manic? 】

[It seems to be somewhat effective]

[But it also means strengthening the power]

【How about trying something else? 】