Chapter 18 White Rigidity

If there is one person missing, it can only fight the landlord.

Li Ang's card skills and thousand skills are very strong. Back then, Chen Daozai could win 37 million with 20 yuan, and it was not a problem for Li Ang to win 5 million with 200,000 happy beans.

After a few rounds, the other two were beaten to the ground. Apart from wondering whether Feng Tiehammer had dog feces on his hands today, a sense of depression and anxiety rose from his heart.

Villager B clapped the cards in his hand, glared at Li Ang and said, "Can you kill me with seventeen cards? Can you kill me in seconds?! You can kill me with seventeen cards today, me! Be! Eat this deck of cards."

Li Ang calmly threw all the cards in his hand onto the newspaper in the middle, "Bomb", "Airplane."

Seventeen cards, complete the instant kill.

Villager B stared at the poker cards on the newspaper, and was about to get angry when he heard an extremely slight "click".

He subconsciously turned his head to look at the platform of the great hall in the distance.

The white-haired corpse sitting upright in the coffin was standing upright at a strangely slow speed,

It stepped out of the low coffin, jumped off the platform with a light jump, and walked towards the three people who were playing cards silently.

Zombies are born from gathering the resentment and foulness of the world, using resentment as power, and feeding on blood.

According to "Zibuyu", "Xuzibuyu", "Yuewei Thatched Cottage Notes" and other collections of strange novels, zombies can be divided into purple zombies, white zombies, black zombies, green zombies, hairy zombies, flying zombies, Wandering corpses, crouching corpses, unmelted bones, and even drought demons and scorpions.

Zizhi is a dead body of ordinary people, while Baizhi and Heizhi have hair all over their body surface, which can stand upright and move freely.

Green stiff and hair stiff, they move quickly, jump like flying, are not invaded by fire, and are not even afraid of the sun.

The higher-level flying zombies can cast spells, take off in the air, and travel thousands of miles at night.

As for the non-melting bones and the higher-level Hanba, they have already become legendary monsters, and no grass grows wherever they pass.

Although the white zombies in front of them are just low-level zombies, they are not something unarmed mortals can resist—for ordinary people, it is normal for them to suddenly come into contact with ghosts and be frightened to become stiff all over.

Bai Zhuang jumped off the platform and walked slowly. The whole process was carried out in silence. Villager B was about to scream, but suddenly remembered his companion who left in a hurry, and his expression changed.

According to a strange saying in the village, when encountering a fraudulent corpse, the living should not speak loudly, and it is best not to even breathe, otherwise the fraudulent corpse will pounce on it and strangle the living person when it smells the breath of the living. die.

Villager C, who was sitting opposite Villager B, saw his companion's face change, and subconsciously turned his head to look, and also saw the fake zombie.

The two had a good relationship on weekdays, but at this time they were so scared that they didn't dare to remind Li Ang, whose back was facing the zombie, so he could only throw the card away and stumbled towards the door.

I am afraid that in the ulterior motives of the two, they also hope that Li Ang, whose back is facing the white stiff, can be used as a human shield to temporarily resist the fraudulent zombies...

Li Ang, who was sitting on the innermost side, watched all his companions leave the hall, stood up unhurriedly, patted the dust off his clothes, and turned to look at the zombie.

This poor woman who was starved to death by her own son still cannot rest in peace after her death.

Her whole body was covered with long white hairs, and those fine and fluffy hyphae spread wantonly from the gaps in the shroud, rippling slightly with the air blowing.

The skin under the white hair is iron blue, and the tightened flesh is covered with folds, like snake skin.

The only face that was not completely covered by white hair had hollow eye sockets and a hideous expression. The mouth was wide open but there were no teeth in it, only pale gums could be seen.

As if smelling the scent of a stranger, the white-haired zombie stretched out his hands, and seemed to be slowly walking towards Li Ang.

"Ugh...."

Li Ang sighed softly, picked up the Kalashnikov assault rifle, the butt of the gun was pressed tightly against his shoulders, his neck was slightly tilted to the right, his right eye overlapped with the aiming line, his left foot took a step forward, his left knee was bent, and he made it with his right foot. Body, shift the center of gravity forward.

Very standard rifle standing posture.

Squeeze the trigger, and the bullet spins along the rifling and shoots out.

A 7.62mm rifle bullet flying at a speed of 850m/s, with muzzle kinetic energy of 1980J, will leave a small hole at the point of entry if it hits the body of an ordinary person, and then a bowl will be dug out at the point of exit. big wound.

The fragility of flesh and blood is far beyond ordinary people's imagination. Even mammoths and Tyrannosaurus rex cannot be hit by a 7.62mm bullet at such a close distance and remain unscathed.

Da da da.

The gun was on fire, and within six seconds, Li Ang poured all the twenty-nine bullets in the magazine on the head, torso, and limbs of the white-haired zombie.

When there was the last bullet left in the clip, Li Ang held the gun with his right hand, took out the clip from his waist with his left hand, and covered the clip tenon on the firearm with the new clip from left to right. After pushing it open, the empty magazine came loose , at this time, push the new magazine forward to make the empty magazine fall forward, and install the new magazine in the normal order.

This one-handed tactical action of changing the magazine only takes 2 to 3 seconds. Compared with the traditional magazine changing process, it can save a lot of time, and even the action of pulling the bolt to load can be eliminated, which greatly improves the firepower. continuity.

The 7.62mm caliber bullets were instilled in the white-haired zombies non-stop, and the dull and loud noise echoed in the huge rural hall. Together with the crisp and jingling sound of the bullet shells falling to the ground, weaving a symphony full of iron and blood.

The huge kinetic energy of the muzzle made the white-haired zombie back unstoppably. Its gray hair and a large piece of scalp were sliced ​​off by the rifle bullets, and the pale skull with red and white flesh and tissue was exposed to the air.

However, the 7.62mm bullet was blocked on the body parts covered with white hair.

Those seemingly fluffy and soft white long hairs, like powerful body armor, tightly adhered to the copper shell bullets, making it difficult for the latter to stay on the surface of the zombie's body.

Even, there are clusters of white hairs extending from the zombie's throat, blocking the bullets trying to penetrate the mouth.

Naturally, the completion of the task could not be so easy and freehand. Li Ang, who was already mentally prepared, put the AK47 back into his backpack, took out his double-barreled shotgun made from motorcycle parts with his right hand, and took out a simple grenade modified from a can with his left hand. .

boom! The double-barreled shotgun shot densely packed small steel balls at the white-haired zombie, blasting the latter's numb and pale eyes.

The body of the white-haired zombie who was severely injured was shaken, and the next second, a shrill and decisive roar resounded through the mountain!

The zombies rushed forward, and the long gray hair draped behind them fluttered sideways at a suddenly accelerated speed, looking like a ghost.

"So fast...."

A thought flashed in Li Ang's mind, and he subconsciously slammed on the ground, like an arrow leaving the string, narrowly avoiding the zombie's sharp claws tearing the air.

In the blink of an eye, Li Ang clearly saw that the zombie's pitch-black fingernails were extremely long and sharp. If they were scratched... they would probably be cut in half.

Li Ang, who was retreating, rolled violently on the ground. After standing up with the center of balance, he pulled the trigger of the shotgun one after another, pouring bullets, and yanked off the lead wire of the soda can grenade with his left hand, and threw it towards the zombie. side chairs piled behind

The soda can, which was tightly bound with tape, traced a graceful arc in the air and fell in front of the zombie.

Bai Zang stretched out his hand to grab the can and squeezed it hard.

boom!

The flames shot up into the sky, and the shock wave visible to the naked eye swept across the entire hall, crushing all the tables, chairs and benches in the corner of the hall into pieces with a destructive force.

Inside the can, densely packed steel balls, steel nails, and iron sheets bloomed into the air to form death flowers, and accompanied by the sound of cracking the air, they were firmly embedded in every corner of the hall.

Li Ang, who was hiding behind the table and chair, poked his head out, but saw a figure still standing in the dusty sky.

"Ho.....ho"

A deep roar sounded in the center of the hall, and the zombie slowly stepped out of the smoke and dust. All the flesh and blood on its palm were peeled off, leaving only bones.

However, the strands of hair seem to have life, climbing along the zombie's arm, attaching to the wound on the palm, and repairing the wound.

And those white hairs on its body are also rapidly turning black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even a little emerald green spreads from the roots.

From white stiffness to black stiffness and even green stiffness, it is evolving.