Chapter 3 On how to properly defeat a second-order living corpse

The more you don't have, the more you want, and people are such strange creatures. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Hunting living corpses and alien beasts to guard the base city, this is the responsibility of the evolutionary people, and it is also pride, ordinary people have made such a living corpse shooting range in the base city, and the evolutionary people don't know how many times they rolled their eyes and scolded how many sentences.

In their opinion, these ordinary people who are well-fed and have bags on their heads are simply psychologically self-conscious, inexplicable.

If you want to fight with the living corpses, the grandfathers will take you to the wilderness? As much as you want, I guarantee that you will cut it happily.

These rich children will definitely not go to the wilderness, even in the shooting range of living corpses, this kind of situation of not adding protective measures to living corpses is very rare, almost none.

The scarcity of living materials and entertainment activities in the base city has made these energetic souls have nowhere to vent, looking for excitement, wanton indulgence is the eternal theme, and the living corpse shooting range has become the best choice, who doesn't want to show courage in front of a lot of beautiful sisters waiting to be married, and be a hero?

"Brother Chou, why do I see that something is wrong with that living corpse?"

The big man Xia Zhonghui scratched his brain, and his scalp began to snow.

Pointing to the living corpse in the No. 1 isolation room, he said confusedly, "It seems to be different from just now!" ”

Sikong sat on the ground and looked at the shooting range in a daze, and looked at the No. 1 isolation room when he heard the words.

This living corpse was shriveled, wrinkled like pine bark, without a trace of hair, the lower half of the body was wearing white linen pants from the scientific research institute, the upper body was dull blue-black for some reason, and the two eyes were staring at the big man, and the white pupils were full of blood.

"Tartrum!!" Lin Chou glanced at it a few times, and his face changed.

The shoulder socket on the back of this living corpse bulged at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in just a few breaths, it had grown to the size of a fist, and it kept squirming with the breath of the living corpse, looking very disgusting.

Tatarids are a distinct feature of secondary mutation of living corpses, and the sudden appearance of this kind of thing on the back of a living corpse means that the living corpse will mutate into an even more terrifying existence within a few hours.

No matter what kind of mutation it is, for ordinary people who show off their strength in the shooting range, it is tantamount to a beckoning from the Grim Reaper.

"Buzz!"

A dull humming sound sounded, and the outer electric door opened automatically, and the already irritable living corpses rushed out of the electric door, entered the shooting range, and scattered.

The mutated living corpse glanced at the big man with completely blood-red eyes, and one jumped towards the shooting range, and in just three seconds, it disappeared from the sight of the two of them, more than ten times faster than the speed of its kind.

"Touchdowner!"

The Touchdown Walker is an agile secondary mutated living corpse known for its elusive speed and infrared vision, making it one of the most fearsome killers in the wilderness.

"How so!" Lin Chou was stunned.

With a movement speed that is almost invisible to the naked eye, the living corpse range usually uses zero-order ordinary living corpses, but this TM is a second-order touchdown walker!!

The big man looked at the fifty electric doors that were wide open in a daze, "Brother Sorrow, it's over!" Finished! I'll never be able to eat at the shooting range again! They're going to fire me! ”

I'm afraid there won't be such a good thing as expulsion.

Even if the people inside just scratched a little oily skin, Lin Chou and Xia Dasha would definitely be torn to pieces.

The big man muttered to himself with a sad face, Lin Chou was already scolding his mother at this time.

It's all over the calf!

Do you want to run away?

In addition to living corpses, there are also various mutant plants and mutant beasts in the wilderness and wasteland outside the base city, even the evolutionary people with amazing strength are not willing to stay in the night outside the base city for an extra minute, and there is no difference between an ordinary person like him leaving the base city and committing suicide.

If you don't run away, I'm afraid that the relatives of these second-generation children will not give up easily, and if they want to do themselves, it is not much more difficult than crushing a reptile to death.

As for hiding, hehe, the base city is so big, it has become an independent kingdom ...

Lin Chou didn't think that this group of people would survive under the sharp claws of the Touchdown Walker.

After the shooting range was opened, it entered the isolation procedure, including the isolation room where the two people were, and they couldn't get in and out, the shooting range was surrounded by a smooth wall more than eleven meters high, and there was a three-meter tribulus terrestris power grid on it, unless a lift came out, there was no possibility of entering, this height has exceeded the ability limit of the vast majority of awakened and mutants, and rescue has become a luxury, not to mention, a training hall, where are the awakened and mutants who are high above?

In addition to the isolation room...

...

At the end of the staircase stands, in the comfortable large VIP box, two maids stood quietly behind the sofa covered with snow-white fur, a dark glaze, and a faint fragrance of tea floated on the table of the Eight Immortals of some age.

The young man sitting on the sofa had an extraordinary temperament, tasted the tea, and said indifferently, "The Pu'er tea bricks of 1,100 years ago... Something magical, what a longing for life before the cataclysm! ”

Beside him, the cyan robed old man who was standing quietly smiled when he heard this, "Young Master, what's so bad about the cataclysm?" Before that, human beings were mediocre all their lives, and their bodies were weak, so I am afraid that even the most lame mutant guinea fowl can die, right? ”

The young man shook his head slightly, "Master Song, you don't understand... Hey?? ”

The old man known as Song Ye didn't dare to say anything, seeing the young man's strange expression, he followed his line of sight and looked into the shooting range, his brows tightened, "A mutating crawler?" The eldest lady is in danger! Do you want to..."

The young man lowered his head, carefully observed the pattern of the Eight Immortals Table, and said for a while, "Wait, my sister, it's really fun!" ”

Song Ye was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then the expression on his face faded, "Yes!" ”

The young man raised his head, his gaze seemed to pass through the high wall of the living corpse range, and looked at somewhere deep in the city of Mingguang Base, "My father, for you, whether you are a mutant or an awakened, does it matter?" ”

...

The fact that the Mingguang Tactical Tryout is named after the word Mingguang proves that this venue has some unusual background, and the location is excellent, located in the most prosperous neighborhood of Uptown.

Shangcheng District is rich and luxurious, the lights are bright, the management is extremely strict, the point card monthly card of ordinary people, the permanent card of the awakened and mutant, is not so much a pass or proof of strength, but a warning sign with a color, in Shangcheng District, the use of force is strictly prohibited.

How can this kind of differential treatment and colored eyes, how can the arrogant awakened and mutants accept it?

The place where a large number of Awakened mutants are really gathered is outside the lower city, the place called the outer city, and there is the paradise of evolved people like the awakened mutants.

In fact, there are many nobles in Shangcheng City, but the evolved people rarely live here, and even if they do, they are all doing their own duties and are very busy.

The shooting range was warned by Lin Chou, there was nothing to be done except for the convulsions, which were so urgent that they were forwarded and ruthless, and it was extremely embarrassing, the snipers in ambush outside the shooting range were used to deal with ordinary living corpses, and the agile touchdown walkers of the second mutation were as simple as eating and drinking sniper bullets, and it was useless at all.

In the dimly lit office, a fat man with two gold teeth on a gorgeous tiger-striped leather chair was grunting his cigar anxiously, and the fragrant smoke didn't make him sort out the mess of his mind.

"Qingyu, Zhong Nan can't do it either?"

In front of the door of the office, a woman with a hot body and a bewitching curve outlined by her tight leather clothes and leather pants nodded, her voice hoarse and charming, "Zhong Nan is a power-type mutant, even if he enters the shooting range, he is more than capable of self-preservation, and he is not enough to save people, and his nerve reaction speed is simply unable to prevent the sneak attack of ordinary people by the Touchdowner." ”

The fat man with gold teeth pressed the cigar on the table, and the hot cigarette butt burned out a pungent black smoke on the table, "Damn, if you're dead, let's die, a few things that don't make a climate, a living corpse shooting range, there are no bloody scenes and accidents, how can they be more enthusiastically pursued?" ”

The woman scoffed, "Very courageous! I'll go first... My sorrowful brother is such a clever little fellow! ”

The fat man smiled very coldly, "Miss Qingyu, or... You go to try? ”

"Huh."

The fat man rolled his eyes, and couldn't help but open his mouth and scolded, "Niang Xipi, if it weren't for the negligence of those two stupid boys, how could that mutated reptile get into the shooting range"

The air fluctuated vaguely, as if a fiery invisible flame had risen, and the fat man's eyebrows were suddenly missing.

"Uh, it's nothing, it's nothing, you go and get busy first!"

The woman's emerald eyes turned playfully in the dim light, seducing her soul, and then she walked out, "Hmph! ”

The fat man breathed a low sigh of relief, this woman, the murderous aura is getting heavier and heavier.

"No, no! Lin Chou, Lin Chou and Xia Fool rushed into the shooting range from the electric door of the isolation room!! ”

The fat man suddenly stood up, "What?!" ”

An employee rushed into the office out of breath, and Qingyu, a woman with cat-like pupils, lifted the male employee's neck with one hand and said word by word, "You, say, what?" ”

A chilling heat fills the space.

The male employee's lips trembled, and his face turned red, "I... I..."

"The two-way electric door in the quarantine area... After the living corpse goes out, the outward electric door can be opened manually..."

The fat boss of the gold tooth screamed, and the dead father and mother wailed, "These two stupid*, I... ! ”

I don't know, and inaction, these are two extremely different concepts, in short, the fat boss was put together by the two little bastards this time.

His stupidity is in vain.

Xia Da fool muttered something in his mouth, manually opened the reverse iron door of the living corpse isolation room, and rushed in, still holding a five-meter-long corpse pole in his hand.

Lin Chou's eyes cracked, "Xia Da fool,!" Why don't you give Lao Tzu out!! You don't want to die?!! ”

"I'm going to save someone, something big has happened! Dead people will fire me! The food at the shooting range is good! Better than at home! I don't want to go!! ”

Lin Chou was almost by this fool, you can save people if you go in?

Do you feed the living corpse with your 200 pounds of tendon meat?

Looking at the half of the rabbit leg bone on the ground, and then looking at the back of the Xia fool twisting his ass and bowing his head and running wildly, Lin Chou was full of enthusiasm, "Die, die!" ”