It was too late to hit the zombie he kicked away.
Lin Mo continued to run forward.
This alley is the back alley of several nearby buildings. He has already seen that there is a fire escape not far ahead that leads directly to the top floor of the building.
As long as he can climb up, he should be able to get rid of these zombies.
Thirty seconds later.
Lin Mo, who had eliminated four more zombies, successfully rushed up the fire escape.
The iron stairs will make a clanking sound when you step on them, and because of the alley, the sound can travel far away.
But at this time, Lin Mo couldn't care about this at all.
Because he has no other way to go.
After rushing all the way to the sixth floor, Lin Mo lowered his head and glanced down, and then the corners of his eyes trembled fiercely.
At least a thousand zombies gathered in the alley, almost filling the entire alley.
All the zombies raised their heads and looked in his direction.
Those faces that were either bloody or mutilated were crowded together, enough to make any trypophobia patient faint in an instant.
At the top of the stairs.
A large number of zombies were eager to climb up the stairs, but due to the constant crowding, pushing and trampling among each other, no one could get up for a while.
Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief and quickly ran up the stairs.
At the end of the stairs is a fire door.
After opening the door and walking in, Lin Mo arrived at the top floor of the building.
Judging from the interior decoration and furnishings, it was originally supposed to be a fitness club.
Six zombies wearing yoga and workout clothes are wandering around.
Lin Mo's expression showed no signs of wavering. He rushed forward with a machete and finished the task three times, five times and two times, and then quickly ran downstairs.
Got to the first floor.
Lin Mo walked directly out of the main entrance of the building.
Because the zombies were all led to the back alleys, it was quiet here.
He discerned the direction and immediately ran towards the third detachment.
On the road, he could see several zombies lying on the ground at regular intervals.
Not surprisingly, they should all be Tang Ya's masterpiece.
More than ten minutes later.
The third detachment has arrived.
The bloody scene in the yard is still shocking.
But it's different from last time.
As soon as he entered the courtyard this time, the door of the administration building opened a gap.
Tang Ya's figure appeared in front of the gap and waved to him repeatedly.
Lin Mo smiled slightly and rushed in quickly.
"boom!"
Li Jianmin closed the door immediately and sealed the gap with a cloth.
"You're not hurt, are you?" Tang Ya stepped forward and looked at Lin Mo with concern.
"It's okay!" Lin Mo sat down on the ground, breathing heavily.
Today's series of actions, even though he has twice the physical strength and endurance of ordinary people, he can hardly bear it.
After resting for several minutes, he looked at Li Jianmin: "Are you ready for what we want?"
Li Jianmin nodded and led the two of them to a room on the second floor: "These are all prepared for you."
In the room, there is a wooden shelf.
Lin Mo glanced at it and saw ten pistols, ten rifles, ten submachine guns, two sniper rifles, and two grenades.
In addition, at the bottom of the iron shelf, there are more than a dozen pieces of body armor, more than a dozen riot shields, more than a dozen riot sticks, and more than a dozen sheathed sabers.
Finally, there are bullets.
Lin Mo roughly counted 200 pistol bullets, 500 rifle bullets, 300 submachine gun bullets, and 50 sniper bullets.
This amount was much more than the two-fifths they had agreed upon before.
He looked at Li Jianmin with some surprise.
Yesterday, I spent every penny. Why are you so generous today? ?
Li Jianmin explained: "You helped us lure away the zombies yesterday. If you have more of them, we can repay your favor."
"Okay, then you're welcome!" Lin Mo picked up a pistol and weighed it in his hands.
The moment he took the handle of the gun into his hands, he felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had shot with this gun countless times.
At the same time, a piece of information naturally appeared in his mind:
Type 92 semi-automatic pistol, with a total gun length of 199 mm, a total gun mass of 0.76 kg, and a barrel length of 111 mm. It is fed by a 15-round double-row double-feed magazine. It uses domestic DAP 9 mm pistol bullets and can also fire Balaberum. bomb.
The current weight of this gun is consistent with the parameters, indicating that the magazine is loaded, but no bullets are loaded.
Lin Mo couldn't help but have a hint of surprise in his eyes.
He can even tell whether there are bullets or not.
The effect of [Marksmanship (Basic)] is beyond expectations.
Immediately, he picked up a magazine and began to skillfully press bullets into it.
When Li Jianmin saw this scene, he couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Have you been a soldier before??"
The Type 92 pistol is produced in China and is only used by the military, with very few leaking out.
If you had never been in the military, you would not be so skilled at suppressing bullets.
"No!" Lin Mo said casually: "But I am a gun fan and I have practiced with models before."
Li Jianmin nodded suddenly.
But Tang Ya on the side looked at Lin Mo deeply.
Because she noticed two details.
First.
The magazine capacity of the Type 92 pistol is 15 rounds, but Lin Mo only loaded 14 rounds.
This is to prevent the spring in the magazine from being pressed too tightly and jamming during use.
Only veterans who often use guns know this detail.
the second.
After Lin Mo loaded the magazine, he did not load the gun directly. Instead, he pulled the bolt and loaded another bullet into the chamber.
As a result, the actual ammunition capacity of this gun is still 15 rounds, but it perfectly avoids possible bullet jams.
This approach is also known only to veterans with rich actual combat experience.
Even she only found out after Ryuga's captain told her.
The most important thing is that these details and experience cannot be figured out by playing with firearm models.
"Who is Lin Mo??"
Tang Ya couldn't help but mutter to herself.
She had only known Lin Mo for three or four days, but there were so many things about Lin Mo that were different from ordinary people.
First of all, his physical strength is far beyond that of ordinary people.
This is by no means something that can be achieved by ordinary fitness. It must be achieved through years of high-intensity training.
Then there is the terrifying speed of strength improvement.
When he first met Lin Mo, Lin Mo was just a rookie and couldn't even deal with more than a dozen zombies. But now, even if Lin Mo's strength is not as good as hers, I'm afraid it's not much different.
The third is the degree of understanding of zombies.
Lin Mo herself did not admit this and made up excuses to fool him several times, but she was certain that Lin Mo's understanding of zombies was definitely far better than the average person.
The last thing is familiarity with firearms.
Lin Mo's knowledge of firearms is definitely as good as hers, and his actual combat experience may even be as good as hers.
All these show that Lin Mo is not simple.
At the same time, it also made her full of curiosity about Lin Mo.
