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

Chapter 32 "Brother Fa, is he provoking us?"

"Grass!"

Lao Yang, who was blown to the side, got up from the ground in disgrace, with a grim expression on his face, and said gloomyly, "Which dog is bullying me?"

"Are you all right?"

"fine."

If he hadn't heard Fa Ge's voice just now, and immediately activated the meat and egg impact skill, and the outer layer of fat resisted the attack for him, it would be hard to say what the situation is now.

"He can't run away."

Chen Fa looked at the smashed shutter door in front of him calmly, held the 'gravedigger' machine gun in his hand, aimed at the shutter door, and pulled the trigger without the slightest hesitation.

Accompanied by the sound of explosions all over the sky.

"boom!!!"

After the sound of the explosion subsided, the rolling door in front of him was completely shattered into pieces, revealing the scene behind the door.

At this time, after the door was baptized by grenades, it was already a mess.

Chen Fa frowned slightly and walked slowly at the door with a vigilant expression, without going deep.

This is a store on the first floor of an office building. There are stairs leading to the roof and stairs leading to the underground parking lot.

Yet at this moment.

A piercing laughter suddenly sounded in the ruined shop in front of him.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"You want to find me? No, no, no, you won't find me."

"And I'll keep an eye on you until I get your rocket-firing machine gun, which is a really good thing."

"Wait for me, wait for me, I will show up again."

"When we meet again, I hope you will like my little gift."

The old sheep frowned and strode into the ruined house in front of him, took off a radio that was shining white light from the wall, and said with a gloomy expression, "Brother Fa, the person ran away, and the voice came from the radio."

"Ok?"

Chen Fa narrowed his eyes slightly, a little puzzled, a radio could survive his bombing intact?

at this time.

The radio in Lao Yang's hand suddenly flashed with the sound of electricity, and made a harsh sound again.

"The countdown is three seconds, and it is about to explode."

"Damn!"

Lao Yang froze for a moment, then threw the radio in his hand towards the depths of the shop with a ferocious expression.

The radio that fell on the ground was obviously of good quality. After rolling a few times on the ground, the harsh sound sounded again.

"3!"

"2!"

"1!"

"boom!!!"

However, it wasn't the radio that exploded, but an excited roar from the radio that looked a bit like a mad man's.

"Hahahahaha, I lied to you!"

"How could this thing be a bomb!"

"I really want to see your expressions now, it will definitely be interesting!"

"Damn it." Lao Yang was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but took out an ax from his arms and strode towards the radio with an angry expression, ready to smash the radio into pieces.

"Treat me like a monkey, right?"

"Wait." Chen Fa frowned slightly and pulled Lao Yang back, narrowed his eyes and stared at the radio that fell on the ground and kept flashing white light, and didn't speak.

After about a few seconds.

A sigh and the sound of electricity suddenly sounded in the radio that fell to the ground.

"It's really boring!"

The next second—

"boom!!!"

A wave of flames suddenly exploded from the radio, and with the sound of an explosion, it swept across half of the store in an instant.

Feeling the oncoming heat wave, Lao Yang wiped his face with a dull expression, then looked at Chen Fa blankly: "Brother Fa, is he provoking us?"

"Surely so?"

"Isn't that a little too much?"

"What is this? Are you looking down on our IQ? Does he think that my old sheep will fall for him?"

Chen Fa narrowed his eyes, staring at the dissipated heat wave in front of him, he knew why the radio could survive the first wave of bombing.

This radio should be a prop, but he has nowhere to know what its specific abilities are. After all, even props like 'grenade gun' have appeared, and it is not very strange that there are some strange props.

There is only one thing that can be roughly determined.

This person recorded the audio into the radio in advance, and it was not transmitted in real time. If it was controlled remotely, it could be detonated after they got close.

Like a body bomb for a few survivors.

"that."

Ah Huang on the side hesitated for a moment, then said with an uneasy expression: "If this kind of person is going to be an enemy, I suggest that we deal with it as soon as possible."

"This kind of person who uses survivors as a means of self-destructing trucks is too extreme in his behavior. It is very dangerous for this kind of person to hide in the dark."

The old sheep frowned and pondered for a while, then said in puzzlement, "No, even if the group of survivors were forced by him, why did they rush towards us?"

"If it's all about death anyway, logically speaking, they should hate the perpetrator even more. Why did they rush towards us?"

"I don't understand." Chen Fa shook his head, looked towards the end of the street, attracted by the smell of blood, a large group of monsters came again, put the machine gun back into his arms, and strode towards the subway station.

This wave of monsters is three or four times more than the previous wave. His grenade gun has used more than half of the ammunition, and the remaining ammunition is not enough to clear this wave of monsters. They will not be able to deal with them with only axes Such a number of monsters.

"Go back to the air-raid shelter first."

"it is good."

Lao Yang nodded his head heavily, ran towards the subway station quickly, and picked up a set of clothes on the ground and put them on himself.

Ah Huang, on the other hand, stared at Rhubarb who had been bowing his head and roaring toward the stairs of the shop with a complex expression, and said in a low voice, "Let's go, we don't have time, remember this smell, and find him next time."

After Chen Fa and the others left, the entire street was instantly emptied of people. If the words were used accurately, there should be no living people in an instant.

Only a few monsters chased into the subway station.

Most of the other monsters started to frantically devour the corpses on the street, not only the human corpses, but also the corpses of the same kind, they still devoured them.

You can even see the picture of two black-feathered beasts fighting for food.

And many black-feathered beasts, in the process of devouring the corpse, the feathers outside the skin became darker, and their size became larger.

And on the top floor of the shop.

18 floors.

A man in a black slim suit was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the backs of Chen Fa and others disappearing into the subway station, a bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes, and he grinned softly.

"Did you know that people who choose white suits are often the people with the least taste."

"They're like ugh, like a sewer rat trying to cover up his inner filth with pure white."

Then he opened his arms, took a deep breath with an intoxicated expression, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Do you smell something in the air?"

"It's the taste of freedom."

"A world where you don't need to take medicine, don't need to wear a bondage suit, don't need to be stimulated by ice water, and don't need to be shocked by electric shocks. A completely free world."

"I really love this world!"

(End of this chapter)