"Didi! Warning! A large number of knife-wielding thugs are approaching the shelter. Please pay attention to your safety!"
Because the threat was too great, when Masan and others arrived on the fourth floor, a warning sound was issued in advance at dawn.
At this time Lin Bai was fully armed.
Body armor, special operations uniforms, knee pads, special operations helmets, all are included.
Even my feet were wearing a pair of sturdy, 5CM reinforced rubber soles, as hard as steel plates.
Even if you step on the nail firmly, it will have no effect.
Although he has the means to win, there is nothing wrong with being cautious.
As the saying goes, those who drown are those who know how to swim.
In the apocalypse, there are many dangers, so Lin Bai dared to go out only after taking all possible measures.
Otherwise, even if Mars hits the Earth.
Lindbergh will stay in the shelter and wait to die.
As soon as the idea came to mind, he took out two M16 automatic rifles from the carry-on space, and inserted three magazines into the breast pocket of the special operations uniform.
Ammunition can be changed as quickly as possible at any time.
After a final full body check to confirm everything was correct, I took a deep breath and pushed open the titanium alloy door of the shelter.
Carrying two M16 automatic rifles, he walked towards the stairs.
At this time, Masan led more than 20 people and looted all the materials on the fourth floor.
Fortunately, two households, 401 and 402, with a total of 6 people, were all killed by the cold wave.
The body was as frozen as ice and fell to the ground in a daze.
I don’t know whether he died of starvation or freezing first.
But regardless of the way of death, when they were on the verge of death, several people must have felt an unprecedented sense of despair in their hearts.
"What the hell, there are two poor families living on the fourth floor. They don't even have any hair. Let's go up to the fifth floor."
Bang bang bang...
As soon as Lin Bai reached the corner of the stairs, he heard Zhang Guixiang banging on the door.
"Ling'e! I know you are at home! Open the door quickly, or we will break into it!"
501 master bedroom.
Ling'e covered herself with a quilt and held her daughter Ling Xue tightly in her arms. She gritted her teeth and said, "Xue Xue, don't be afraid. As long as we don't make any noise, they won't find out."
Ling Xue's childish face turned pale with fright, she huddled in Ling'e's arms and hugged her waist.
"Mom...Mom, don't be afraid either."
Bang!
Unexpectedly, the next second there was a violent banging on the door, as if the whole building was shaking.
"ah!"
Ling Xue yelled in panic.
"Damn it! Such a young girl's voice must be the best!"
Hearing the sound, Masan had a slutty smile on his face.
"Work harder! Push the door open quickly!"
At this moment, a chilling voice floated over.
"Hey! Turn around and show you a big baby!"
The people who were banging on the door were stunned for a moment and turned their heads in confusion. Suddenly, their faces showed panic.
"My darn thing!"
Masan reacted and ran downstairs as if running for his life.
The rest of the crowd saw two shiny black M16 automatic rifles on Lin Bai's waist. They dispersed and rushed towards the stairs.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Lin Bai grinned from the corners of his mouth to his ears.
Let out a chilling laugh.
His finger pulled the trigger, and dense sparks emitted from the dark muzzle. The bullets seemed to be free of charge.
'Thud, tug, tug, tug...'
Because it was so dense, it actually formed a line of swaying firelight in the air.
Like a cutting machine, seven or eight people fell to the ground in an instant, unable to get up again.
The stumps and arms were broken, and the liver and brain were ruined.
Blood splattered everywhere, and the skin and flesh were torn.
The wailing sounds one after another formed a doomsday symphony that resounded throughout Washington DC in the south of the city.
Because it was in the corridor, after the person behind him fell, he immediately knocked down the people in front who were still running for their lives, just like dominoes, they all fell to the ground.
Masan, who was running at the front, was not spared. His face was knocked hard on the steps, and his front teeth were shattered on the ground.
"Shit! Don't hold me down..."
Masangang wanted to push the person on him away, but found that it was Zhang Guixiang.
However, her back was like briquettes, covered with bloody holes.
A pair of eyes widened, staring directly at Masan, and stretched out his hand to grab his ankle.
"God, help me..."
puff!
A mouthful of blood spattered on Masan's face.
He tilted his head and completely lost his breath.
In the corridor, except for Masan, everyone else was dead, including Ji Kun who had just joined.
Lin Bai emptied five magazines, and everyone received more than a dozen bullets.
The blood flowed into rivers, and it was too horrible to watch.
One second he was the God who controlled life and death, and the next second he became a prisoner.
Masan looked at Lin Bai with a horrified expression and yelled crazily.
"Don't come over!!"
"Shut up!"
Lin Bai was condescending, stepped on Ma San's forehead with his foot, and pushed the muzzle of the gun into his mouth.
"I ask you questions, don't try to deceive me, otherwise you will pay with your life."
"Woooooooo..."
Ma San couldn't speak clearly and nodded hurriedly.
A pool of yellowish-brown liquid flowed down his trouser legs, and he was so frightened that he became incontinent.
"Who is your boss and where is your lair?"
