Being obsessed with killing, I became a knife crusher

"Anyway, I don't want to accept Angelia's order. When the commander comes to this area, I will apply to leave this area."

Desert Eagle was silent for a moment, and declared categorically that she really couldn't stand the living environment in the underground sewer that reeked of stench and sewage.

"Thank you for your combat assistance during this time. You are a very reliable comrade."

Jiuwu Shi said sincerely.

"...You are also very good. It is my honor to fight alongside you."

"Sister Jiuwu, Sister Jiuwu, I found a child who was seriously injured. Where did you put the first aid kit?"

The furious Nine-Seven Style jumped down from the sewer carrying a cursed child with blood dripping from its abdomen.

"Let me help."

Desert Eagle quickly found the medical box among the supplies and followed the Nine-Seven Style into the depths of the sewer.

As soon as they saw that their companions were injured, the other Cursed Sons immediately pulled over their own somewhat worn bedding and made a floor bunk for Jiuqi Shishi to put the injured Cursed Son on the bed.

"Where was she injured? Has the murderer been executed? If not, I will go and take a look."

Desert Eagle asked while delivering medical supplies to Jiuqi Shi.

"Over the bridge, this child was wandering alone and didn't know the news from our side. When I went there, several adults were abusing her. I killed them all."

Although the strength of Tactical Dolls is already at the ceiling of this world, the number of people is still too small after all, and the number of Cursed Children waiting for rescue is too huge. There may be tens of thousands of Cursed Children wandering around a living area alone. , so they can currently only save the cursed children gathered together.

Chapter 298 Griffin Ax!

"Huh? Did the locator fail? Damn, this piece of shit."

A red-haired girl with two buns on her head and fierce eyes was walking in the snow-covered city.

A short-armed double-edged battle ax was strapped to the back of her waist.

Even though the temperature had reached over 30 degrees below zero, the girl was still wearing a single coat. The cold wind and snow seemed not worth mentioning to her.

The zombie, which moved slightly slowly due to the low temperature, dragged its stiff body towards the red-haired girl.

"Fuck, everyone is so damn weak and yet they are all surrounding me. Is this the garbage factory of the world?"

The girl easily waved the double-edged battle ax with one hand. The ax blade cut off the fragile neck of the zombie like cutting tofu. The already rotten zombie head flew into the sky, and blood as thick as black oil gushed out from the broken neck. A foul smell came immediately.

"Fuck, my ax is dirty. I'll use a gun next time."

The red-haired girl cursed and kicked open the frozen door of a convenience store next to the road. She lost the locator on her commander, and now she could no longer track her commander.

The living things on the shelves have long been robbed, and not even a wrapping paper is left. It is obvious that this area has been cleared out by hungry survivors.

Luckily, she doesn't need to eat much.

The small nuclear fusion reactor inside her body could provide her with energy for a long time just by taking in a little bit of material. She was just looking for food to appease her irritable mood.

The bagged snacks in this world seem to taste pretty good.

CZ75, codenamed Griffin Ax.

She appeared in this world a few days ago and began to pursue her commander.

Compared with before, she found that all the values ​​​​in her body have been greatly strengthened, with more than ten times the speed, almost inexhaustible energy, extremely tough skin, and one ax can break a wall. Juli, which made her very satisfied.

From the data memory, she learned that these were the powers brought by the enhancement modules given to her by her commander.

But this good mood was ruined after she tracked Mo Yin for several days and still couldn't find it.

This is mainly because there are a lot of slow-moving zombies in this world that smell bad, at least to her, they are slow-moving.

Once these weak bugs discover her, they will eagerly surround her. Although they can't cause any harm to her...but during the battle, the dirty blood will still splash on her body. This is not a disturbing thing. Pleasant things.

"Tsk, let's go look elsewhere."

CZ75 clicked his tongue and left the convenience store.

Creaking, the only sounds in the deserted world were the sound of leather boots stepping on the snow and the whine of the cold wind.

After walking in the cold world for nearly an hour, CZ75 already had an extra backpack on her body, filled with snacks she had collected.

There was a sudden burst of gunfire.

"Huh? Let's go and see the excitement. Anyway, we still don't have the commander's coordinates."

After making up his mind, CZ75 quickly ran towards the direction where the gunfire came from.

The ones who can use guns should be humans, at least she hasn't encountered any zombies using guns so far.

After walking in the ice and snow for several days, finding someone to chat with can also improve my mood.

Soon, CZ75 appeared at the battle scene.

A giant zombie with a height of two meters and covered with blocky muscles was brutally hunting down a small group of survivors.

In the snowdrift was a man whose upper body was torn apart. Next to the body was a broken [-]-meter semi-automatic submachine gun.

There was also a man with a shattered shoulder moaning in pain on the ground.

Three men and two women were holding [-] semi-automatic submachine guns and constantly attacking the berserk alienated zombie.

It's not that they don't want to escape, but they don't have that much physical strength to throw away the berserk alienated zombies.

Zombies all have unlimited physical strength and cannot be rid of without killing them.

Ordinary zombies might be able to escape by hiding inside a building, but something like a berserker can blow the door open with one punch.

Their small team used to have 13 people, but now only six of them are dead.

"What a coward."

Seeing these five people losing more and more, CZ75 curled his lips and flew out with his double-edged tomahawk.

With a pop, the thick ax blade easily cut off the berserk's lumbar spine, and the flying ax flew towards the head of a woman in front of the berserker without losing force.

"what!"

The sharpness of the ax blade cutting through the air scared the woman's face to pale. When it was still about two meters away from her delicate face, the double-edged battle ax suddenly slid out of an arc and then flew towards CZ75.

CZ75 then grabbed the handle of the double-edged battle ax, shook off the dark blood of the alienated zombies on it, and then pinned it behind his waist.

The woman who was on the verge of death was so frightened that she fell into the snow. The cold touch from her butt made her bounce up from the snow.

The five people stared at the CZ75 with a double-edged tomahawk. What kind of combat power is this?Killed an elementary mutated zombie with just a throw of an ax?

And the ax can be retracted strangely?This completely violates common sense in physics.

Although the guns in their hands still had bullets, they had no confidence that they could win against this red-haired girl.

"This... little sister, thank you very much for your help. We can give you our supplies, but can you leave some for us? You can also see that we are very tired, and you can't carry so much. supplies.”

The leading male carefully placed the gun on the ground and raised his hands to prove his harmlessness.

"Chu Gang!"

The man's companion shouted with some dissatisfaction.

"Put down the gun and hurry up. She can easily kill the elementary berserker. Do you think she can't kill us?"

Chu Gang scolded sternly, and the remaining four hesitated for a moment, put their guns on the ground, and raised their hands helplessly.

"Pfft, interesting human being, let me think about it, what should I do?"

The five people looked at the CZ75 nervously. Putting down their guns meant they really put down their ability to fight back, although they seemed unable to resist the crushing combat power of the CZ75.

"Hey, tell me a joke. If you make me laugh, I won't need your weapons and supplies."

"what?"

Hearing CZ75's request, the five people were stunned. What kind of weird request is this? This is the end of the world...

"Come on, do you want to lose your weapons and die here?"

CZ75 took out a bag of potato chips, tore it open and ate it.

"I, I'm coming!"

Chu Gang shouted.

"Go ahead."

CZ75 nodded casually.

"Sorry... I'm too nervous. I haven't thought about it yet. I, I'll think about it again."

Chu Gang held it in for a while and said awkwardly.

Chapter 299: A shameful thing, next

"Shame on you, next one."

CZ75 rolled his eyes at Chu Gang.

"A fat girl met the devil. The devil said you have to lose something before I can fulfill your wish. The girl said: I am willing to trade my fifty pounds of flesh for a beautiful face! The devil said you are fucking kidding me!"

The girl who was frightened by CZ75 just now shouted in a panic.

"Pfft, barely, okay, you guys can pick up your weapons."

CZ75 couldn't help laughing.

"Lan Xinyue, go see how Zhang Lu's injury is."

Picking up the [-] semi-automatic submachine gun, Chu Gang gave instructions.

The woman who told the joke to make CZ75 laugh quickly ran to the man whose shoulders were smashed and moaning.

"Hey...it's hopeless...his entire shoulder is shattered and fractured. In such a cold weather, even bandaging him will be of no use."

Lan Xinyue sighed and said sadly.

"I...I don't want to die, don't leave me, please...don't kill me."

Zhang Lu, who was lying on the ground gasping in pain, begged in horror.

"We agreed at the beginning that anyone who is injured that cannot be saved will kill himself. Don't make it difficult for us."

Another woman with outstanding appearance pulled out the switchblade from her waist and walked to Zhang Lu.

"Chu Gang, I, I saved your life! Don't let them kill me."

Seeing his former companion walking towards him with a switchblade, Zhang Lu shouted in fear.

"Brother, you are so seriously injured that you can no longer walk. Have a cigarette and go on your way peacefully."

Chu Gang cherishedly took out a crumpled cigarette from his pocket and stuffed it into Zhang Lu's mouth. He took out a lighter and carefully lit the cigarette.

Lying in the snow, Zhang Lu took a shuddering puff of cigarette, tears welling up in his eyes.

"I don't want to die, damn zombie."

"In this shitty world, we can only go hungry every day and pick up some garbage in the city to eat. By drinking this kind of snow water, we won't have to suffer so much when we die, and we won't be hungry anymore. There is nothing to be afraid of. of."

Chu Gang sighed and spoke to persuade.

"......"

Zhang Lu smoked his cigarette in silence.

"Brother, please take a step first. It won't be long before we catch up with you on the road."

Chu Gang took advantage of Zhang Lu to take a breath and took a sip from his cigarette, and said dullly.

"We have been struggling for a year. We have survived until now, but we fell here...here. I am not willing to accept it."

Zhang Lu looked at the gray sky with a deathly expression. Even Chu Gang had said so. He probably only had this cigarette left in his time. Knowing that there was not much left in his life, Zhang Lu no longer wanted to Crying and begging for mercy, I just looked at the slowly burning cigarette with melancholy.

"farewell."

The dim flame of the cigarette burned to the butt of the cigarette, and the dagger in Chu Gang's hand pierced Zhang Lu's temple.

Once Zhang Lu dies, his body will turn into a zombie in a short time. Only in this way can his pain be completely ended.

Standing up, Chu Gang unexpectedly found that CZ75 was looking at him with interest.

"....what are you planning to do?"

"Don't worry, I just think it's interesting that you humans can kill your companions so decisively."