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Chapter two hundred and eighty first: a small test(2/2)

Come……

"Magnetic blast infantry! He didn't say anything about you, right? You... forget it, just watch." Han Feng saw that the magnetic blast infantry's right hand was an electric coil and his left hand was a heavy glove. Even if he let him

When I picked up the gun, I couldn't put my index finger into the trigger. So I said "disgusted" half-way, and hastily stopped.

"Ta-ta! Ta-ta!"

The Terminator picked up the gun on the ground and started shooting mechanically.

Not to mention~ Although the Terminator made of titanium steel fires extremely slowly, every bullet will hit the zombie's head! The hit rate is almost 100%!

As for me, I need four or five bullets to kill a zombie. In comparison, I am simply inferior...

"Da da da! Boom!" Seeing that the zombies were on the verge of "losing control", Han Feng took out two grenades, pulled the tabs, and threw them towards the entrance and exit of the department store.

This battle lasted for several minutes until several broken automatic rifles were scattered around Han Feng's feet...

"If I had known, I would have brought Tanya with me... One C·4 will blow up this building! Just take the supply box and run away, how cool..." Han Feng fired the gun numbly, feeling endless "regret" in his heart
Chapter completed!
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