PUBG Mobile's Overlord System

Chapter 305 Survival Group of Four

There was no time to waste, Zhang Fan quickly opened the door.

Holding up the Desert Eagle, he pulled the trigger on the zombie closest to him.

"Bang bang bang!"

After the skill eliminated the recoil of the gun, Zhang Fan was like a god of war possessed.

Three precise headshots killed three zombies, and they all fell to the ground.

Even if they look scary, they are just humans who have turned into monsters, and they are still not outrageous.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Some zombies heard the gunshots and began to sniff around in confusion.

The zombies that were closer had already rushed towards Zhang Fan.

But now Zhang Fan was no longer afraid, and moved forward without hesitation, shooting again and again.

I can't stay in one place for too long, otherwise, once the smell on my body gathers in a certain place, those special monsters will find it.

In the slender corridor of the hotel, wherever Zhang Fan went, there were corpses everywhere.

Looking at the map on the virtual panel, Zhang Fan was walking towards the stairwell at the other end of the corridor.

As long as you enter the stairwell, you can reach the top of the building.

Along the way, Zhang Fan was not in Moji, so he moved very quickly.

Cut the gun after the bullet in your hand is finished, just to get familiar with the feel of each gun.

Holding a sniper rifle, Zhang Fan finally came to the iron gate after killing three zombies with one shot.

Putting away the guns and holding the Desert Eagle, Zhang Fan opened the iron door in the stairwell.

Pressing the doorknob, Zhang Fan just pushed the door halfway open.

"Den!"

A bullet hit the iron gate directly, splashing out dazzling sparks, the bullet bounced off the iron gate, and directly brushed Zhang Fan's cheek.

"Grass!"

Zhang Fan took a step back immediately, feeling a heat flow down his face, and the bullet scratched his face without any risk.

These madmen!
This was attacked by those people!
If I just pushed the door and went straight in, wouldn't I be shot in the head?
Zhang Fan was very depressed, I came to save you guys?

"Don't shoot, I'm human!"

Zhang Fan shouted loudly, looking at the zombies gathered behind him, he didn't have time to continue negotiating, and turned his head to clean up the zombies behind him.

At this time, the four people on the roof are the four protagonists of the game.

A middle-aged man in a white suit, his eyes were full of vigilance and vigilance, he was cursing in a low voice, and white smoke was still rising from the pistol in his hand.

"These monsters have learned to open the door? Will they be able to play Texas Hold'em after some time?"

He is Nick, a weird, gambling thug in a suit. He has an unknown past and never trusts others, only willing to trust his own stupid intuition.

It was obvious that he fired the shot just now, and his marksmanship was extremely precise.

The shot just now was obviously a headshot.

Most people can't see it, but Zhang Fan can tell that this person is often a gunman.

If it is not a local operator, it must not be a good thing.

"Stop it! He's human!"

A petite woman spoke, and she came up and pressed Nick's gun.

Wearing a pink T-shirt and slim-fit jeans, she is named Rochelle and is the only female character of this generation.

Her background identity is a small reporter of a giant news company, and she is responsible for serving tea and water to the bosses, but she is still motivated and loves her job.

Slung around her waist is a battered Sony camera, which has already stored a lot of photos.

To record the desolate world.

"What if it's a talking zombie?"

Neil was obviously a little nervous, and his pupils were trembling slightly.

"I'll go down and help him."

The coach opened his mouth. He is a tall black man with a full height of 1.8 meters [-]. He looks a little fat, but it is better to say that he is strong and terrifying. He is a high school football coach and he likes to be called coach.

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed down the stairs holding a one-meter fire axe.

"Me too!"

Ellis also went downstairs together. He is a mechanical repairman who loves life and has super hands-on ability.

It was a hot summer here, except for Nick who was wearing a suit and trousers, the rest of the people were all short-sleeved.

And Ellis also has a baseball cap with short sleeves.

Soon the two came behind Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan was frowning, shooting with his ak47. These people stayed here for too long, and they had already triggered the first wave of corpses.

Corpse tide, literally.

Those hordes of zombies hit like a tide.

Zhang Fan is a little bit more alone, because some special monsters are also mixed in.

They still have some wisdom left, and they are very good at avoiding harm.

In order to shoot those monsters immediately, Zhang Fan was attacked by many zombies around him.

But left alone, those monsters are a potential threat.

Zhang Fan began to fall into a disadvantage, and was a bit out of control for a while.

And the burly coach rushed out, kicked a zombie down, and swung the fire ax in his hand, as if he was playing golf.

"Are you being beaten? Watch out for your safety, contestant."

While accosting Zhang Fan, the coach rushed out first, and began to fend off the zombies pouring out of the room on the left.

"You have a lot of good things on you? Did you copy the monster's lair?"

Ellis took the shotgun from Zhang Fan's back and began to assist Zhang Fan in cleaning up the zombies.

"Thank you."

Zhang Fan grinned wryly, he was very curious why these two guys could still joke around calmly now.

With the addition of these two people, the effect was immediate, and the tide of corpses was quickly dispelled.

Zhang Fan and Ellis retreated behind the door, and the coach finished off the remaining zombies. The three of them entered the stairwell and closed the iron door.

"Aha."

Zhang Fan wiped the sweat off his brow, feeling exhausted all of a sudden.

Although the gun has no recoil, shooting has become much easier.

However, under the condition of high concentration for a long time, Zhang Fan felt as if his body had been hollowed out after suddenly relaxing.

The three of them went up to the roof together and sat down on the ground to rest.

"Hello! My name is Rochelle."

As a journalist, Rochelle has her own uniqueness in getting along with strangers, so she said hello first when she came up.

"My name is Zhang Fan."

Zhang Fan said to several people.

Nick also came up, looked Zhang Fan up and down with his deep and complex eyes, and asked with a smile.

"Hey! Are you an Asian face! Korean? Or neon?"

Zhang Fan glanced at him angrily. Many white skins don't understand Asia, and they feel a bit like watching the sky from a well.

For some Americans, they think that there are only Neon and Korea in Asia.

(End of this chapter)