In the survival game, pretend to be a small white flower hammer to blast zombies

Chapter 71
The players in the spore farm are divided into several forces, the strongest of which is a group composed of black people.

The leader is called Badman, a strong man with a height of two meters, and there are seven people under him, all of whom are strong enough.

The most surprising thing is that Badman and his group are quite united, and the other players in the spore farm are often bullied by Badman and the others.

If it weren't for Badman, the rest of the players wouldn't have been able to form a tight group to keep warm.

Originally, other players planned to kill Badman and his gang together, but unexpectedly, Badman discovered the zombie camouflage spray.

With this spray, it became much safer for them to go into town to search for supplies.

It's just that if you want to get the camouflage spray from Badman, the price you need to pay is too high.

Food, water, weapons, tools, vehicles, gasoline, medical resources, and even space, Badman wants.

Because of this, the atmosphere in the farm became more and more tense, with undercurrents surging, especially after the tide of corpses broke out.

Badman has a lot of supplies in his hands, and no one can tell how many things he has in his hands.

Just when the players were about to explode, they suddenly received a reminder from a mechanical sound.

There is an airdrop landing in Twilight Town.

Airdrop is familiar to anyone who has played the game.

They agreed that there must be weapons or armor with super lethality in the airdrop.

If they get these things, they don't need to be afraid of Badman and his gang.

It is even not impossible to replace Badman and become the actual controller of the spore farm.

At the thought of this possibility, they couldn't hold back.

"Brother Badman, what should we do?" asked a younger brother at the bottom.

The pigs outside are just about to move. If the pigs get the weapons in the airdrop, it might really pose a threat to them.

Badman smiled disdainfully, a bunch of idiots dare to argue with him.

The airdrop is to be taken, but not now.

When they are almost killing each other, he will take action again.

There is a Chinese proverb that says that the snipe and the clam compete and the fisherman benefits.

Let them fight first.

The materials in the airdrop box are just icing on the cake for Badman.

Although he didn't open a level 7 material box like Nan Xing did, he also opened a level 6 material box.

Badman drove some ordinary goods from it, and the only good thing he got was a one-time surgical robot.

As long as it is an injury that requires surgery, even if it is a broken arm sutured to remove cancer cells, it can be perfectly completed independently, and the price that needs to be paid is only some ordinary medical professional bandages and antibiotics.

Even if it wasn't weapons and defenses, it was enough for Badman to spy on the abundance of supplies in the supply box.

As for the guy named Nan Xing who was in front of him, he also opened a level 7 material box. Badman has long been thinking about it, but unfortunately he has never found a trace of that guy.

As for the airdrop box that suddenly appeared this time, Badman suspected that it was written by the player named Nan Xing.

His purpose is self-evident.

What Badman really wanted to do was to be a fisherman after him.

"Boss Badman, someone has left the farm."

"Well, always pay attention to the movement of the forest."

"Yes!"

……

Night was approaching, the forest was quiet, and a large number of zombies roared and wandered in it.

Nan Xing, who was hiding in the bushes, didn't know that someone had discovered her plan, and she had no time to worry about that now.

Because the ambush was too early, Nan Xing was harassed by some small creatures.

In addition to plants, the forest has the most things.

insect.

That kind of soft, disgusting bug that bursts when squeezed.

Nan Xing was lying in the bushes wearing an auspicious suit, with the living heads of a few black cloth zombies hanging on his body, blending perfectly with the bushes.

At this moment, the sixth soft-bodied bug is passing by her eyes.

Her body has been bitten by countless mosquitoes, the itching is unbearable, and there are still many small bugs on her body.

Nan Xing put on the night vision goggles, aimed at the Barrett in his hand and landed on the ground, dropped the box like a large torpedo shell, and silently recited the meditation formula in his heart.

No pain No gain.

Nanxing has always pursued this belief.

Today is God's biggest test for her current life, as long as she endures it.

coming.

Nan Xing's eyes became sharp instantly, but she did not act now, but continued to lurk in the bushes.

This competition is all about patience.

Visitors are gradually approaching the airdrop box, 40 meters, 30 meters, 20 meters, ...

"Pfft-"

A bullet went through the man's head and he fell.

It wasn't Nan Xing's doing.

Nan Xing gradually increased the monitoring range of the monitoring eye, and soon found a person hiding in a tree 60 meters away from her.

The airdrop does not exist for a long time, only 1 hour in total, and it will explode when the countdown ends.

So, those people can't wait long.

She quietly hid in the bushes, waiting for the best time.

Just in case, Nanxing also turned on the armor, and the sniping distance of the sniper rifle can reach about 2000 meters.

Her hiding place is not foolproof, if someone finds her whereabouts, she will be shot in the head...

Nan Xing looked at what was happening in front of him, full of chaos.

As the saying goes, when the moon is dark and the wind is high, when killing people and setting fires, under the cover of night, even the players in the original group will start to murder each other.

He just covered his face with a piece of cloth, thinking he could hide everything.

Players fell one after another, at least seven or eight corpses fell before the airdrop box alone.

Everything that happened made people afraid to go forward, and the surroundings of the airdrop box became extremely quiet in an instant.

Time passed bit by bit, and the players knew that the airdrop would explode in an hour.

It is impossible for them to give up such a sweet pastry. What if, what if there is something in the airdrop box that will make them stand up?

Is life more important, or is airdrop more important?

"Bangdang-"

When there were only 15 minutes left in the countdown, the heavy iron door of the airdrop box opened automatically.

The light revealed in the huge airdrop box allowed them to see everything inside, and the supply box tightly locked by iron chains was beckoning to them.

Finally someone moved again.

They held up their heavy shields and moved towards the airdrop box. Bullets tinkled and clanged, leaving craters of different depths on the shields.

It was actually touched into the airdrop box by this group of people.

The shield blocked the door, and the group of players began to pick the lock, and the sound was unusually loud in the dark night.

Suddenly, a group of very large zombies appeared within 100 meters of the airdrop box, surrounding the players.

They have a keen sense of smell and flexible movements.

Whether it is an airdrop box or a player hiding behind a tree or bushes or other places, they can all find the trace.

(End of this chapter)