The continuous click of the eight-step gun slowly weakened until it stopped completely. Now, only the Garland rifle that is crispy like a fried bean is still ringing.

A lot of big, jumping mice jumped into the wall from the sniper's sniper. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the big mouse crawling around on the ground. He was about to pull out the horn cone and kill it to the big mice. He couldn’t manage so much, he could kill. How many kill a few?···

One······································································································ Rushing, just getting started, a long straight knife with a cold light stroked through the hard black ground. From the long knife, the two big mice became two-legged mice, the other one I was waiting for the people to go, "Brush········" The long knife fell from the air, the big mouse was evenly split into two, and the hands holding the handle were slightly raised, and the mouse was opened. The long knife embedded in the ground was taken back.

Guo Fei arrived, he stood under the wall of the mouse corpse, the dead mouse under the wall root has been piled up into a small bag with a meter high, and some of the mice that were killed by a half dead are still making their lives, Guo Fei is under the wall. The defender was very stable. No matter how many big mice came down, he was turned into a dead mouse by a knife. It was not long. As Guo Fei’s long knife swiftly swung, his physical strength was slowly consumed. There are more and more mice. The Garlander rifle can only hold eight bullets. As the riflemen load bullets, the sudden increase of the big mouse makes Guo Fei unprepared. He can only wield a long knife more quickly, along with him. The movement speeded up, and his physical strength gradually could not keep up.

In the end, three mice crossed him and rushed to Zhang Xiaoqiang, who stood in front of the iron gate. "啪啪啪·····" three shots, Shangguan Qiaoyun took her M1911A1 and slowly walked to Zhang Xiaoqiang. The side of the side kept him behind him. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn’t look at Shang Qiaoyun. He is now in a hurry. There are only a hundred particle bombs on the combat team. Now it’s time to see the bottom. It’s not a few scattered ones, but an overwhelming flood. Come.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was about to pierce the keyhole. The gunshots that had not stopped for a moment finally fell. The rats on the wall jumped from the scattered dozens of raindrops like raindrops. The pistols in the hands of Shangguan Qiaoyun kept on. The bullet was sent into the body of the rat, "咔··" The 7-particle bomb in her M1911A1 pistol had been shot.

Zhang Xiaoqiang’s holster was loose, but Shangguan Qiaoyun pulled out his desert eagle. “Touching····” A large rat leaping into the air was beaten into a plasma by a large-caliber bullet. Four fell, the Shangguan Qiaoyun, who was armed with a double-handed gun, was unstable by the strong recoil. The back was suddenly slammed into the iron gate that Zhang Xiaoqiang was working on.

Perhaps the iron gate has reached the critical point that will be opened at the end. The "Tong····" iron gate slams open inward, and Zhang Xiaoqiang and Shangguan Qiaoyun also roll in with the big iron door that suddenly opened.

After the door, like the arsenal, it is also a slope. Zhang Xiaoqiang waved his hands and tried to grab something fixed. The concrete floor was too smooth. His hand only found a soft body. It was the body of Shangguan Qiaoyun. He clung to Shangguan Qiaoyun and kept rolling down until his head hit a big wooden box.

Surrounded by darkness, Zhang Xiaoqiang fainted and raised the Shangguan Qiaoyun on the ground. He looked at the door in front of the light that hangs in the air, touched the big wooden box behind him, and quickly loosened his tiredness. Shangguan Qiaoyun in the arms, panicked and found the flashlight from the bag to open the power switch.

The bright beam of light tore the darkness around him, and countless large wooden boxes stood by him. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not care about the big wooden box around him. His eyes looked at the corner under the **** of the gate with the flashlight.

When the flashlight beam in his hand shines on a row of wooden frames and is arranged in a green painted tin ammunition box, a muffled sound faintly comes from outside the door. Zhang Xiaoqiang does not know what happened outside, he is unconscious. Holding the small hand of Shangguan Qiaoyun slipping and softening, he ran to the ammunition box there. When he just ran to the ammo box, he felt the light of the door was dark.

A figure carrying the light to Zhang Xiaoqiang's side, but it was full of sweating Wang Chong, Zhang Xiaoqiang flashed through the flashlight to see Wang Chong.

"What is the explosion?" Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know what was going on outside the situation. He knew that when he and Shangguan Qiaoyun fell in, the outside was already in danger, and the mouse frenzy would come in.

Wang Chong, who was sweating, sat down two deep breaths and said: "呃·· is the grenade that my brother gave me the last time. I looked at it and threw it out. Now those things are temporarily blocked, the three captains. With the rest of the people in the clear, I come in and see if there is anything to help."

Zhang Xiaoqiang thought about it. The last time he threw a scary grenade in the cave and was taken back by Wang. He had to give it back to himself. He didn’t give it to him at the time. He didn’t expect to be at the most critical moment. This was forgotten by Zhang Xiaoqiang. Grenade played an unimaginable role. It can be said that without this grenade, Zhang Xiaoqiang is absolutely completely destroyed.

Zhang Xiaoqiang and Wang Chong Shangguan Qiaoyun returned to the watchtower with two boxes of ammunition. One of the bullets on the bullets was distributed to the players. One of the eight-in-one rifles replaced the Garland rifle~lightnovelpub.net~ When the firepower of more than forty rifles blocked the wall, no big mouse could jump into the wall. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that the front line had stabilized and went downstairs to look at the inventory of the ammunition depot.

Guo Fei sat on the ground under the guardian's floor, holding a piece of mouse skin peeled off by him in his hand and slowly wiping the straight knife. He wiped it very carefully and looked very focused. He wiped too much attention, even his face. The wounds that were torn by the claws of the mice were ignored.

His face was pulled from the right corner of the mouse's paw from the right corner of the eye and pulled out of the wound until the bridge of the nose stopped. In the middle of the flesh and blood, a trace of blood continued to flow along the cheeks, and a drop of blood dripped into his hands. On the straight knife, a little **** petals were dropped on the smooth knife surface, and then slowly wiped off by the mouse skin in his hand.

He saw Zhang Xiaoqiang's big foot standing in front of him, looked up and looked down and slowly wiped it down, as if he could not feel his existence. Except for the straight knife in his hand, everything was nothing.

Zhang Xiaoqiang walked in the ammunition depot filled with wooden boxes. Wang Chong behind him constantly moved a box of Bayi rifle ammunition to the outside. Zhang Xiaoqiang now does not have to worry about the rat's encirclement. As long as the bullets can be supplied, they will not What is the danger.

A large wooden box was dismantled by Zhang Xiaoqiang, and a piece of ammunition wrapped tightly wrapped in oil paper was placed in a wooden box, and a loosely spread, lustrous brass shell was faintly lit under the flashlight. The bullet packets in the wooden boxes were taken apart by Zhang Xiaoqiang, and a pointed bullet was flashing under the flashlight.

Zhang Xiaoqiang found that most of the bullets here are about the same size. They are all 7.62 mm bullets. The diameter is the same. The only difference is the length of the bullet. The longest is the bullet of the heavy machine gun. The medium is the light machine gun bullet. It is the rifle bullet and the shortest. It’s a pistol bullet. As for other sizes of bullets····