Global wasteland: I hid in an air-raid shelter to build a nuclear bomb

Chapter 55 "Firepower washes the ground, everything dies!"

"what!!!"

Intense screams sounded beside Ah Huang.

Ah Huang looked at the old sheep embedded in the heavy truck, and swallowed subconsciously, a trace of strong fear flashed in his eyes.

Humans in this world are terrible.

The next second—

Chen Fa expressionlessly pulled out the old sheep embedded in the heavy card, and after injecting a tube of microbacterial injection into his body, he couldn't help but sighed: "You are not stupid, why don't you open the meat ball?"

"Just like that, hitting the heavy truck with your own body?"

The old sheep first groped up and down a few times, exercised his muscles and bones, and finally heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that there were no serious injuries such as bone fractures: "Fortunately, the fat is thick."

Then he looked at Chen Fa and sneered a bit: "Isn't that trying to pretend to be aggressive, you know which man doesn't want to ride the clouds like a fairy."

"It's a pity that there are no bikini girls covering their mouths and screaming."

"You said yesterday that your dream is to be a cruise missile."

"This is not a conflict. A fairy who can become a cruise missile is more desirable, isn't it?"

"Okay, stop moaning." Chen Fa helplessly pointed to the side of the street and the group of monsters rushed towards them: "You don't want to deal with them here, do you?"

"Hey." Ah Huang stared at the old sheep for a moment: "You didn't bleed?"

When he saw the old sheep spurting out just now, the blood on his body was almost like a fountain.

"nonsense."

The old sheep didn't speak any more, and quickly untied the rope tied to the off-road vehicle from himself, and tied the other two ropes to himself.

Then he transformed again, his body swelled rapidly, and said in a loud voice.

"Come on Brother Fa, I am struggling in this state."

"Ah."

Ah Huang looked at the extra rope in his hand and the seat under his feet, and sighed expressionlessly: "Do we have to choose this way of travel?"

However, time cannot be delayed.

The group of monsters on the street on the right will soon rush in front of several people.

Chen Fa raised his cane and slammed it heavily on the old sheep that had turned into a meat ball.

"call out!"

There was a piercing sonic boom, and this time there was no screaming.

Ah Huang stood on the chair holding the rope expressionlessly, looking at the group of monsters following behind them on the street of the crowded subway station.

Even if such a fearful thing has been experienced once, it seems that the second time the fear is much less.

Soon.

"Oh!"

Without any accident, the old sheep slammed into the concrete pillar at the entrance of the subway station.

Ah Huang climbed up from the old sheep expressionlessly, rubbed the bruises and some scratches on his body a few times, and stared at the group of monsters rushing towards them on the street in front of him.

He already understood what Brother Fa was going to do this trip.

Obviously, in order to attract some monsters, all gathered together were bombarded.

And the blood fountain that spilled from the old sheep just now should also be the blood collected from the backpack.

There's just one thing he doesn't understand.

With a resentful expression, he looked up at Chen Fa who had already pulled out his gravedigger machine gun.

"Brother Fa, it seems that my action didn't have any effect this time. Why did you take me with you?"

"Look at what you said."

Lao Yang rubbed his shoulders, took out a pistol from his arms and threw it into Ah Huang's arms: "Does the team understand? We are a team! Since we are a team, we must act together!"

"Okay, no nonsense."

He took out ten pistols from his pocket, placed them on the stone pillar in front of him, stuck them in the gap, fixed all ten pistols in a row in the gap, and then picked up a thin stick from the ground.

Straight into the trigger guard of the ten pistol.

Then, after taking a deep breath, he held both sides of the thin stick with both hands, and moved the piston at an extremely fast speed.

And with an excited tone, he dubbed very quickly: "Tu Tu Tu!!!"

At the same time, the ten pistols also started to shoot rapidly, and every time a bullet was fired, there would be a 'croak' sound, which was the pistol's own ability.

Ah Huang stared blankly at Lao Yang, who was manipulating 10 pistols at the same time, and heard crows and Lao Yang's own dubbing chug in his ears.

After swallowing, he stared at the small pistol in his hand in bewilderment.

People in this world don't seem to be mentally normal.

He didn't know how to integrate into it. Should he act like a psychopath?

And this time.

The gravedigger machine gun in Chen Fa's hand also started to roar.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

The trigger hasn't been released since it was pulled.

If it is said that the firepower created by Lao Yang who controls ten pistols at the same time is the power of children fighting and spitting at each other, then the power of firepower in Chen Fa's hand is that of an adult picking up a child and slapping his face.

One by one, grenades with red flame tails, at an extremely fast speed, like frogs ovulating eggs, densely and overwhelmingly smashed towards the group of monsters.

Huge explosions sounded non-stop on this street.

The flame wave even dried all the blood on the ground, and the smoke rising into the sky made the people nearby even suspect that someone detonated a nuclear bomb here.

Fortunately, the shape of the gunpowder smoke is not that of a mushroom cloud.

And Lao Yang, who was still excitedly pulling his homemade machine gun, looked ahead at the scene like a bomber washing the ground, and remained expressionless for a while.

Without the slightest expression on his face, he put away all the ten pistols in front of him.

The difference in firepower is too great.

Under the overwhelming firepower, the bullets fired by his ten pistols couldn't even see the slightest effect.

It's no different than embarrassment.

After a long silence.

He tilted his head to look at Ah Huang, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and thoughtfully said: "Can you bundle a hundred pistols together, and then will it be more powerful?"

The corner of Ah Huang's mouth twitched slightly: "It's all like this, why don't you go to the points store to buy a blueprint for a machine gun and build a machine gun yourself?"

"Different."

Lao Yang shook his head seriously: "The firearms made from the weapon blueprints in the points store all need to buy bullets separately, and the magazine capacity is very small."

"Unlike my pistol, the magazine has a capacity of 30 rounds, and it can be automatically replenished after zero."

Then he lowered his head and leaned on his chin with one hand and meditated again for a while, then raised his head and looked at the tragic scene in front of him and said firmly: "Quantitative changes can definitely lead to qualitative changes."

"Try a hundred pistols next time."

The corner of Ah Huang's mouth twitched uncontrollably again: "You might as well try to tie a ring of high explosives around yourself, and then directly transform into a cruise missile and hit it."

"Eh?"

The old sheep was stunned for a moment, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he said hastily: "You are right, but my meat ball defense may not be able to withstand high explosives."

"But isn't there a bulletproof vest, as long as I put 100 bulletproof vests on myself, and then tie a few thick layers of high explosives."

"Good way!"

"What man doesn't aspire to be a cruise missile?"

at this time--

The sound of the explosion finally quieted down, and the gunpowder smoke gradually dissipated under the breeze. At a glance, the entire street was already filled with monster corpses.

"call!"

After the old sheep took a deep breath, he rubbed his hands together, staring excitedly at the monster corpses piled up in front of him.

"And now comes my favorite blind box opening moment."

(End of this chapter)