Chapter 55 Injured
The supermarket is much brighter.

There is an area of ​​the shelf that has been consumed, but another section is full of food.

Peng Xiaolong is not stupid.

He gathered all the supplies and food from the shops and markets in his territory here.

It's been months since Dead Dead.

Not exhausted yet.

There are many more.

Zhang Yun asked Duan Qianli to lower his body, and the two leaned against the shelf, gradually approaching from the darkness.

There are no zombies in the supermarket, it is very safe, and there are many rooms.

These rooms are places where employees rest and change clothes, as well as toilets, and there is a simple kitchen they built.

not far away,
There were several women's groans...

Zhang Yun narrowed his eyes, as Peng Xiaolong said.

There are many women in the supermarket.

You don't even need to think about what they do.

Duan Qianli gritted his teeth, he disliked this environment and this group of people very much.

Gun, in hand.

"Follow my orders."

Zhang Yun raised his hand and pressed, Duan Qianli nodded heavily, raised the gun flat, and looked at Zhuoxin.

In the room, there are two guards 'working' with their backs to them.

In addition, four long legs can be seen on them.

"shot!"

Zhang Yun pressed his hand violently!
boom!
With a gunshot, the sweaty guard was shot in the head and fell to the ground.

The other half of his body was spattered with blood, and before he could react, he was also shot in the head by Zhang Yun.

They're not far away, and headshots are still pretty easy.

Especially for Zhang Yun, a veteran, and Duan Qianli, a talented person.

immediately,

Screams sounded!
The women in the room began to back away from the open door.

They were nervous and afraid, and they didn't dare to show their heads.

Two gangsters were playing poker at the cash register. When they heard the gunshots, they immediately stood up and looked around.

Yes, wait and see.

This is the most taboo action.

This also shows that they are novices at all and have no combat experience.

This is sending you to death!

really!

Two more shots.

The two guards were instantly knocked down.

Zhang Yun missed the shot this time, and hit the prey on the left shoulder, and he squatted down with his shoulders in his arms.

Duan Qianli still maintained his original level, with a single shot to the head.

Ugh.

Zhang Yun sighed secretly, picked up the club and rushed up.

Boom!
A stick fell.

Before the man could raise his gun, he was hit by a sudden attack.

No crit.

Pity.

hurts a little.

Half of the man's face was shattered and he died on the spot.

Only then did the women see Zhang Yun, who had killed the guard, and Duan Qianli, who was running up from behind, from the diagonally opposite corner.

"One more person."

Zhang Yun pressed Duan Qianli's head, his eagle-like eyes swept around.

"What's going on? You killed people again?"

I saw a guy coming out of the toilet yawning and lifting his pants.

In his imagination, these gunshots and women's screams happened frequently.

If someone disobeyed, they would shoot.

At the beginning, they captured dozens of women, but now only seven or eight were killed.

Because of the lack of food,

Or because they are ugly and out of shape,
In short, wait for similar reasons, and kill people.

Now, come retribution.

That guy just took a shit and never would have guessed that it wasn't his mate who shot at the door,

but the enemy.

boom!
The bullet went out and sank into his head.

Duan Qianli fired.

The muzzle was still smoking.

He shrugged: "I'm afraid you'll miss it."

Zhang Yun rolled his eyes at him.

The two stood up and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

In fact, Zhang Yun admired this short paragraph very much.

In the environment just now, the pressure on people is not ordinary.

Because he is an old hand, he kills as usual, so he doesn't think there is anything wrong.

But think about Duan Qianli, he should rarely experience this kind of thing, right?
But at this moment, he can display his talent so steadily.

Zhang Yun glanced at him: "Are you nervous?"

Duan Qianli nodded: "Several times just now, I almost wanted to throw up, but I swallowed it anyway."

???

It's okay to swallow it back.

"careful!"

Suddenly, I don't know who yelled.

In Zhang Yun's mind, the cry should have come from the room of the bunch of women.

It's over,

It was counted by Peng Xiaolong.

They still have people!
boom!
Immediately, Zhang Yun heard gunshots.

The gunshot was not made by Duan Qianli, nor by himself.

But from another room.

In what was supposed to be an empty room, a man stood with a gun pointed at them.

Duan Qianli flew up and threw Zhang Yun to the ground.

puff!One sound!
I don't know where he was shot, and in an instant, Zhang Yun's hands were wet.

soaked in blood.

"Oh shit."

Zhang Yun cursed and pushed Duan Qianli aside, and he also rolled away to the other side.

Boom!

The ensuing bullets hit the ground, sparking and leaving deep bullet holes.

After Zhang Yun rolled, he immediately fired several shots in the direction of the enemy.

The bullet collided with some kind of metal, making a deafening crisp sound.

And the guard was also very clever, squatting down, so he couldn't see him from the cash register.

"come on in!"

Suddenly, four slender hands stretched out, and two women grabbed Zhang Yun and pulled him into the room.

Zhang Yun turned his head to look,
Sure enough, there were seven or eight women sitting in it, their clothes were ragged and shabby like beggars.

There was also a disgusting smell coming from the room.

You don't even have to think about what it smells like.

Zhang Yun was frightened and angry, and hurriedly got up, full of fear.

He leaned against the wall, gasped for breath, and took a look at the magazine.

Sure enough, the bullet just now has been fired for so long, and it has not disappeared at this moment.

This shows that bullets are indeed recyclable.

Turning his head away to take a look, Duan Qianli was still lying under the cash register, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

But the ground is full of blood, which should be from him.

Oops.

at this time.

Boom!

Another two shots hit the door frame!

It was as close as a palm to Zhang Yun, and the flames splashed everywhere, breaking the lock.

Zhang Yun quickly shrank his head like a turtle, closed his eyes to judge the bullet's route just now.

It should be shot from the direction of the shelf.

The man rushed out of the room, firing a total of five bullets.

The QSZ92 pistol they used could hold twenty bullets in the magazine.

But Zhang Yun didn't think that there were really twenty rounds in his magazine.

From the pistols of the few people killed at the door just now, it was found that the bullets they were equipped with were no more than ten rounds at most.

Peng Xiaolong is allocated on demand.

The few of them who entered the scrap car pile were the main combat force, and the guards who remained were not the main combat force.

of course,

It also cannot be ruled out that this man really had twenty rounds.

If he had enough ammunition, he would definitely find a way to kill himself and Duan Qianli.

But now, Zhang Yun was suppressed by that person's unknown location, and he didn't dare to show his face.

This person's accuracy is not bad, the door lock was broken when Zhang Yun showed his head just now.

It was so close that it almost got shot in the head.

Zhang Yun didn't dare to take risks.

He called out, "Xiao Duan, how are you doing?"

"It's...ok..." Duan Qianli's difficult answer came from the door.

At this second, Zhang Yun came up with several plans in his mind.

In the end... what should I do?
(End of this chapter)

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