"It's so late, do you still want to go out?"

"I'll go, it's almost dark. You want to go out at this hour? What do you think, brother?"

Wei Yun and Liu Rui asked Han Feng in confusion. Operating at night was much more dangerous than during the day.

"Secret~" Han Feng turned around and smiled, saying mysteriously. He didn't care about the two people behind him and walked straight to the first car, a Hummer.

"You guys should rest first, I'll be back in a moment." Han Feng shouted as he lowered the window.

With a kick of the accelerator, the roar of the Hummer sounded, and with the convoy, Han Feng drove out of the community again...

Han Feng's idea is very simple, which is to clean up the zombies around the community. One is to eliminate potential safety hazards, and the other is... to earn gold coins!

There are only more than 800 gold coins left to build the combat laboratory. Seeing that the gold coins to be built are only a little short. If it delays for another day, Han Feng is a little unwilling.

After Han Feng led the convoy out of the community, he headed directly to the nearest community.

The safety door that lost security control blocked Han Feng.

No pause, just kick the accelerator and accelerate forward.

"Bang! Bang!" The sprinting Hummer was not blocked by the safety door. He slammed the accelerator and rushed in directly.

The sound of the security door breaking caused a lot of noise, and the zombies scattered around were attracted by the sudden sound.

"Roar!" roared, and the zombie staggered over.

"Everyone, prepare cold weapons, kill!" Sitting in the car, Han Feng lit a cigarette and quietly issued instructions through the remote command function of the radar.

Han Feng did not get out of the car. If there is no need to attack the zombies with bullets, these zombies are not of a terrifying scale. If they attack with a fire axe... Han Feng does not yet have the ability to fight at night with such low visibility.

For safety reasons, Han Feng sat in the car and directed the red police soldiers to "brush gold coins."

After more than twenty zombies were wiped out, Han Feng began to lead a convoy in circles around the community... When he saw scattered zombies, he stopped the car and killed them...

Half an hour later, not a single zombie could be seen in the entire community.

The silent streets seemed even more empty...

"Let's go, find another place." After thinking about it, Han Feng gave up the idea of ​​attacking the door and entering the house to kill zombies.

Every house has a security door, not to mention the time wasted by breaking in. Even if you open the door, you will only face a few zombies. After weighing the pros and cons, Han Feng decided to go to another place to kill zombies to earn gold coins.

Driving the car, Han Feng walked slowly on the street.

Not far away, Han Feng saw the University of Science and Technology...

"I'm a good boy..." After saying this softly, Han Feng gently stepped on the brakes and began to wait and see.

At the entrance of the University of Science and Technology, there are a large number of zombies wandering around. Inside the school, due to the darkness and poor visibility, only chaotic scenes of human figures can be seen.

"I forgot that this guy lives next to the University of Science and Technology!" After muttering to himself, Han Feng began to think of countermeasures.

Fight or not? Can't get up?

If you fight in now, you are very likely to be surrounded by zombies. If you don't fight...then the gold coins...besides, this is also a hidden danger.

Looking at the zombies in front of him, Han Feng slowly planned in his heart...

As he took the last puff of his cigarette, Han Feng put out the cigarette butt. With a hint of determination in his eyes, he contacted the forty red police soldiers behind him in his mind and ordered: "Everyone... prepare for battle!"

We can't blame Han Feng for being reckless.

During the previous zombie crisis, Han Feng now wanted to understand even more what the unknown power in his body was.

I looked at the gold coins, 9190...

"Damn it! It's a bet!" Taking a deep breath, Han Feng said fiercely. Looking at the red police soldiers behind him who were preparing for battle, Han Feng once again informed everyone in his mind: "Everyone, put it away.

Guns...cold weapons are ready! Remember, before I give you the permission to shoot! No one is allowed to shoot! No grenades are allowed! No fighting! Be ready to retreat at any time! All teams alternate cover, attack and retreat alternately!

All actions must not make too much noise, and the volume must be as low as possible!”

"Yes!" The 40 Red Police soldiers in front of them said in unison.

At around four o'clock this afternoon, the equipment and ammunition of more than 20 of the 40 Red Police soldiers were refreshed. This was Han Feng's bet for this operation. If things didn't work out... he still had 9,190 gold coins that he could use temporarily.

Summon soldiers.

After finalizing his plan, Han Feng took the fire ax and walked slowly towards the University of Science and Technology...

Feeling anxious in his heart, Han Feng knew that there were at least 20,000 to 30,000 students in this university. In other words... there were at least 20,000 to 30,000 zombies in this school!

I only have 40 red police soldiers. If a zombie riot occurs... the consequences will be disastrous!

These days, there are so many zombies in this school not far from the villa, and I have never noticed it.

"Ah!" Han Feng suddenly roared when he walked two hundred meters away from the school gate.

Seeing a dozen zombies approaching nearby, Han Feng smiled, thinking that the plan was successful!

Since searchlights are placed at the entrance of the University of Science and Technology all year round, these lights are set to be turned on by the computer. Whenever night falls, several searchlights at the entrance will illuminate the entrance of the school as if it were daytime. In this way, Han Feng can also participate in the battle.

Dozens of zombies were getting closer and closer, and the hand holding the fire ax began to tremble from the exertion...

"Attention, get up!" After pretending to be relaxed, Han Feng took the lead and rushed forward. He swung the fire ax and instantly chopped into the zombie's head.

"Ten gold coins! Got it!" Sensing the increase in gold coins, Han Feng quickly drew out his fire ax and cheered for himself.

Behind Han Feng, 40 Red Police soldiers approached quickly. Like Spartan warriors, they rushed forward bravely and tore apart the dozens of zombies in front of them.

After all the zombies around him were killed, Han Feng stood there panting with a fire ax and rested.

Suddenly, a hand slapped his forehead, and a voice came out of Han Feng's mouth: "I'm going!"

"Damn it, I forgot that Wayne has a sound clipper!" Seeing Wayne wandering in front of him, Han Feng suddenly remembered that Wayne's secondary weapon M9, which was promoted to a one-star soldier, had a sound clipper.

If you attack zombies with a sound-cutting gun, both physical strength and sound will be reduced accordingly.

"Wayne, give me the secondary weapon and spare magazine." Han Feng said to Wayne.

Since Wayne was the first American soldier summoned in the afternoon, the weapons and equipment had been refreshed a few hours ago.

Retracting the fire ax to his lower back, Han Feng took the shaving gun and three spare magazines.

Holding a hot weapon in his hand, Han Feng's sense of crisis was immediately reduced by half.

"Keep moving forward, be careful." Han Feng informed everyone in his mind while he moved forward cautiously.

"Ah!" Another short and urgent sound came out, and Han Feng repeated his old trick, attracting the zombies in front of him.

As we were getting closer and closer to the school gate, we were called

The number of zombies attracted by the sound also increased relatively a lot.

Han Feng stood at the front of the team, holding a gun with both hands and aiming calmly...

"Poof!" After being processed by the sound clipper, the sound produced by the gunshot was short and dull.

Carrying a ball of fire, the rapidly rotating bullet screwed into the zombie's head.

The hit zombie responded to the end. Feeling the increase in gold coins, the corners of Han Feng's mouth slightly raised...

"Puff! Puff! Puff!" Each shot was accurately aimed. Although the interval was long, the effect of perfect shots was guaranteed.

After killing five zombies, other zombies that gathered finally approached Han Feng...

Taking a few steps back, Han Feng kept a safe distance from the zombies. In his mind, he said to all the Red Alert soldiers behind him: "Up!"

After receiving the order to attack, all the red alert soldiers swarmed forward. Facing the zombies, fire axes and machetes in their hands flew up and down.

Standing in the "safe zone", Han Feng quietly watched the massacre in front of him, and occasionally looked at the situation in the school.

In a school with 20,000 to 30,000 zombies, Han Feng cannot guarantee whether there are any Level 3 zombies. If there are...

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Han Feng gave up his thoughts and focused more on the zombies in front of him. Even if there were really Level 3 zombies in the school... Han Feng couldn't let this place go.

Encroaching step by step and defeating them one by one, this is the only thing Han Feng can do.

While thinking about it in their minds, the red alert soldiers had already eliminated the second wave of zombies.

Seeing the tall figures standing around him, Han Feng took another step forward. This time, Han Feng didn't make a sound.

The red police soldier behind him was about ten meters away, his palms holding the M9 pistol all wet with sweat.

Yes, Han Feng was nervous. There were an extremely large number of zombies in the university around him. Han Feng was dancing with the God of Death.

Forcibly calming down, Han Feng squinted his eyes and began to aim... "Puff! Puff!" The M9 in Han Feng's hand continued to output steadily.

Zombies fell to the ground one after another, making a slight noise. However, such a slight movement could also attract the surrounding zombies to get closer. Fortunately, the sound was controlled within a fixed range and could not influence zombies further away.

Although zombies are coming one after another, Han Feng is not under much pressure for the time being.

"Click" The magazine in the M9 pistol is empty.

Ejecting the empty magazine, Han Feng quickly replaced it with a new one.

Under the cover of night, Han Feng quickly killed zombies, like a reaper...

The closer they got, the more zombies were affected. Even with the M9 in hand, Han Feng was tired of dealing with them.

Standing where he was, Han Feng was a little unable to resist.

"Everyone, clean up the surrounding zombies." He ordered in his mind, and the red alert soldiers rushed forward again to kill the third wave of zombies.

"Roar!" Perhaps the sound when killing zombies was too loud, and one zombie opened its mouth and roared.

"It's broken!" There was a thump in Han Feng's heart, and the cold hair on Han Feng's body exploded instantly!

"Ho! Roar! Roar!..."

The roars of the zombies spread like water waves! Each sound spread farther than the other...

Oh no, no, no, I still disturbed the zombies in the school!

Under the night, the chaotic figures in the school became orderly, and they all gathered at the school gate where the sound came from...
Chapter completed!