Chapter 77

Fang Tang frowned and looked ahead: "it's like artificial rainfall." Thinking of the thunder and lightning just now, he couldn't help looking up again.

Is it really manual operation of this heavy rain? What's the matter with unlimited company? But in such a big scene, can they really do it?

I don't know why Fang Tang thought of the tianquzhe satellite that the company girl once showed!

"What the hell are you muttering about?" In the heavy rain, the black skirt girl holds her gun in her hands, and her eyes are full of water. She is already uneasy, because the rain is too heavy, so she can only aim at fangtang.

But Fang Tang was still very "cooperative" and turned to her and said in a loud voice, "I say this rain is very strange!"

The black skirt girl also saw the abnormality of the northern sky, so she was more anxious now.

"Hell is calling you." She suddenly said such a sentence, and then muzzle pressure: "kneel down!"

Fang Tang didn't move. He turned his mouth. In the heavy rain, he said with a loud smile: "it's very interesting. You like to make people kneel down and shoot in the back!"

The black skirt girl gritted her teeth, but she still couldn't help asking aloud, "what are you talking about?"

Fang Tang turned and looked at her.

The black skirt girl stepped back subconsciously in the heavy rain.

"You have to admit that I can see through you." Fang Tang stepped forward: "so up to now you are reluctant to kill me. Only I can see what you are thinking."

Black skirt female chest undulating, voice hoarse extremely: "I, I will kill you now."

Fang Tang shook his head: "you are very contradictory. On the one hand, you are afraid of me. On the other hand, you want to hear me tell you the secret of your heart. You need to vent because you're not a normal person

The black skirt girl's eyes began to tremble.

Fang Tang hasn't done anything until now.

Although he is now 100% sure that he can instantly subdue this woman.

But he wants to know if this woman is part of the game.

He wants more of the game.

The black skirt girl was shaking. Fang Tang continued: "you can't get this scorpion submachine gun in China. It means you came in from outside the country. " He looked askance: "CZ scorpion Evo model is rare in the arms market now, most of which are in Ukraine. I guess you may have come from that chaotic area."

"You, who are you?" The black skirt screamed.

"Your action of holding a gun is very standard. It's not a skill that can be mastered in a short time. Ordinary people take this kind of gun and kill people face to face. But you like to make people kneel down and shoot from the back. This is not a conventional killing method, but a method of execution, which is commonly used in war." Fang Tang said slowly.

Black skirt female already stare big eyes: "you, you are international criminal police?"? You, you are following me all the way

"I'm not Interpol, I just like reasoning." Fang Tang looked at her drenched black skirt, which was almost transparent. He could clearly see all the secrets of a woman's body: "you have a lot of injuries."

The woman in the black skirt shrunk.

"There are electric injuries, knife wounds, scalds, and gunshot wounds..." Fang Tang's eyes in the heavy rain is particularly strange: "you have been abused, more than once, on your left shoulder that string of tattoos, is Turkic, meaning 'free fighters', translated as a Cossack."

Black skirt female body retrogresses, the gun in the hand starts to tremble: "you, you..."

"I happen to know that there is a rebel army in the chaotic areas of Ukraine, code named" Cossack free cavalry "!" Fang Tang pressed: "you are Chinese. How did you fall into the Ukrainian resistance? How did you get out after all that suffering there? "

"You, you devil!" The black skirt girl collapsed, holding up her submachine gun and moving her fingers.

With a click, Fang Tang's figure appeared in front of her with a curtain of rain, and his fingers were already stuck in front of the hook of the submachine gun.

As soon as his arm shook, the gun fell into his hands.

Black skirt woman screamed, let go, backhand pulled out a machete from the waist, sharp machete.

The submachine gun in Fang Tang's hand turned and the handle smashed down, hitting her wrist.

The black skirt turned and ran.

Her movements are very dexterous, and the running is an S-shaped track, which is the best way to avoid being shot.

Fang Tang went after him.

In the heavy rain, the figure of the black skirt woman suddenly stopped in front of her, and then knelt down on the ground with a plop.

Fang Tang catches up. The black skirt girl is panting, but she stares at the front and makes a strange gurgling sound in her throat.Fang Tang took a quick step and took a cool breath at that time.

Ahead is a big ditch in this barren mountain.

It is at least five meters wide and cuts directly across highways and mountain roads.

I don't know how this ditch appeared, but it's definitely not a normal ditch.

And at this time, deep in the ditch, it's all cars!

Private cars, buses, buses, off-road vehicles, electric vehicles, motorcycles, and even agricultural tricycles

It's all lined up at the bottom of the ditch.

Black skirt woman trembles at: "this, this is what!"

Fang Tang leaned over and looked: "these are the cars in front of us... We didn't see a car all the way. It's unreasonable. No matter how desolate the place is, as long as there is a road, it shouldn't be so quiet. It turns out that they are all here."

Black skirt female shivers: "go to the devil, go to the devil really, these cars, go down by oneself?"

Fang Tang didn't speak yet. He felt cold behind him.

Is a gust of wind with rain, he subconsciously twist body, pull up still kneeling on the ground of the black skirt woman.

Two people stagger to avoid the figure of sneak attack behind.

In the heavy rain, the wheezing sound is very clear, and you can see a stiff man waving his wrench with his eyes turned up!

The wrench used to repair the car was heavy and heavy. In his hand, it was like a weapon, bringing up all kinds of rumors.

"Yes, it's the driver!" Cried the black skirt.

Fang Tang also recognized it.

It's true that he is the driver of the tourist bus. He looks complete, but his whole face and eyes are weird.

The pupils of his eyes were gray white. His eyes were too wide open, causing the corners of his eyes to split. Blood flowed along the corners of his eyes in the rain. His mouth was twitching, but his body stood straight.

With a whine, the machete in the hand of the black skirt girl had already been thrown out, hitting the driver's chest.

The driver with a knife in his chest jumped up, jumped half a meter high, and then came at a more amazing speed.

The speed is not inferior to the level when fangtang potential broke out.

The black skirt girl was hit by him and flew away. Fang Tang stepped back quickly and helped up the miserable black skirt girl.

"Shoot, this... This is a zombie!" The black skirt screamed.

Fang Tang is still observing.

Obviously, the driver has lost his normal consciousness, but his movements are not like zombies, very flexible, and the speed is amazing.

Muzzle down, click, scorpion submachine gun opened the semi-automatic mode.

The driver rushed over again.

No more hesitation this time, Fang Tang fired directly.

At a distance of 15 meters, all the bullets were released. None of them hit.

The driver was also stunned, standing in the same place panting.

The black skirt girl glared: "you idiot..."

Fang Tang's face was slightly red.

He now regrets that he didn't choose guns to master skills in the mall.

He threw the gun directly to the black skirt girl, and Fang Tang rubbed his body and jumped on it.

The driver swung a spanner and turned his body. His backhand jammed his arm. At the same time, he kicked his left foot on his knee.

The driver's left arm broke and his right knee cracked.

He twisted his body and dragged his broken leg, still jumping around flexibly.

"Get down!" cried the woman in black skirt

Fang Tang did not dare to hesitate, a dog plane lying on the ground.

The gunfire was loud.

Fifty bullets, all set in the driver's chest.

The driver fell down.

The only drawback of the scorpion submachine gun is its range. It can be hit within 25 meters, but it is barely hit beyond 30 meters.

Black skirt woman is shooting at the limit distance of 30 meters, but the bullet holes are precisely arranged in the chest. This shooting method is absolutely first-class.

"You said he was not a zombie!" she gasped

Fang Tang reached out and pulled out the machete from the driver's chest, turned over the body and cut it under his neck.

accident! There's no chip under the neck.

On the other hand, I can't help feeling numb.At this time, the black skirt girl came over and shivered.

The driver's heart, in the split chest, beating fast, beating like a motor.

The other person seems to be dead, but the whole body organ is still working.

Black skirt female raises gun, Fang Tang frowns to avoid.

The heart burst under the muzzle of the gun, and then the driver let out a roar. He bounced up half a meter and fell straight.

"This is the zombie. There are zombies here. Damn it, I have no good luck in my life!" The black skirt woman trembled, took out a new magazine from the back of her waist, skillfully replaced it, bit her teeth and shot desperately, this time aiming at the driver's head.

In the cracked skull, the brain is normal.

Fang Tang held down the black skirt: "don't waste bullets."

"What do you mean?" The black skirt girl was still shaking.

"Remember those cars in the ditch?" Fang Tang swallowed his saliva: "have you ever thought about... The people in the car?"

"You, you mean!" The black skirt girl had goose bumps all over her body.

As if corresponding to Fang Tang's words, along the direction of the big ditch that cut the road, a dark shadow is rapidly emerging.

It's a bunch of people. No, it's a bunch of monsters.

They're like runners in the 100 meter race, coming down the dirt road.

The black skirt girl almost fainted when she was soft.

Fang Tang grabbed her directly and ran away without hesitation: "car key!"

The black skirt woman's legs softened and her car keys were thrown up.

Fang Tang took the key: "how many more bullets?"

"Two magazines, 120 rounds!" The black skirt woman aimed at the black monster.

The submachine gun has adjusted its three shot mode, but the monsters are not affected at all.

Fang Tang has opened the bus door, pulling the black skirt woman with soft legs, rushed up in a panic.

With a hiss, the door closed.