Doomsday: Start with Strengthening Weapons

Wangwang -!
Roar--!
The barking of dogs and the howling of zombies filled the long street.

laugh--!
The old man picked and killed a flying zombie dog with a single shot, and the spear in his hand swept out suddenly. The zombie dog that was flying in the air was immediately ejected, and there were crisp cracking sounds from the bones all over his body.

The long knives in the hands of the two middle-aged men flickered coldly, and they kept flying the long knives with their mouths tightly closed. Zombie dogs that flew over the vehicle fence were either killed on the spot or had their legs cut off.

However, those zombie dogs that were only severely injured but not dead were still struggling fiercely, opening their mouths wide and showing sharp fangs, trying to stand up again and start culling.

Behind them, led by three women, five young men blocked the gaps in twos and twos, brandishing long knives in their hands, causing the zombies to fall one by one.

Shen Lian stood on the top of the building and watched the battle that took place downstairs at a distance of 30 meters.

His eyes fell on the old man headed below.

This old man is not simple!
In other words, this group of people is not simple!
The clothes on their bodies can't be seen at that time, only the old man in the head is still wearing the retro brother-in-law, with blooming plum blossoms embroidered on his body, and the others are in sports and leisure clothes.

But these people have extra things on their bodies, except for a one-meter-long black bag on their backs and a long knife in their hands, there is nothing else.

But with such a group of people, the zombie dogs and zombies that rushed around did not break through the line of defense.

Especially the old man and the two middle-aged men were very fast, and killing the zombie dogs was not without rules, obviously they were veterans with knives.

This is a group of warriors, a group of martial arts practitioners!
Shen Lian could actually hear this from the old man's words before.

These people were very good at killing zombies, but Shen Lian knew that they couldn't last long.

When people are powerful and poor, this group of people has obviously experienced wars before and is very embarrassed.

Judging from those people's actions at this time, some people are obviously weak and physically unable to support them.

"what--!"

There was a scream, and a young man was thrown to the ground by the zombie and bitten on his body. Immediately, the surrounding companions screamed in alarm and hurriedly rescued him.

His screams touched the hearts of others, and the defense that was originally well-coordinated suddenly stagnated. More and more zombies flooded in, and the cleared space was gradually piled up by zombie corpses. will get smaller and smaller.

Suddenly one of the two middle-aged men over there flickered, feeling a little weak, and was immediately thrown to the ground by the rushing zombie dog. He kicked his legs in panic, seeing the bloody mouth of the zombie dog moving towards Biting his neck, he instantly dropped the long knife in his hand, and punched the zombie dog's head with a punch.

The zombie dog was blown away by him and died with a howl. At this moment, another middle-aged man swung a long knife and beheaded several zombie dogs beside him. The violent smash cleared up a group of zombie dogs in an instant, and the middle-aged man got up from the ground, picked up the long knife and joined the battle again.

"Do you want to help them?"

Shen Lian was thinking about this problem. These people were blocked there, surrounded by layers of zombies. Without external force, it would be difficult for them to kill them. The final result could only be exhausted and eaten by zombies.

It's just that if it's a rescue, he's worried that he will encounter the situation before. People's hearts are unpredictable, and this group of people gives him a great sense of danger, especially the old man and the two middle-aged people.

If you don't save them, these people will die, and if you save them, you may cause trouble to yourself, and the other party is obviously going for the genetic medicine. After saving them, there will be another opponent after the matter is over.

Subconsciously, he actually didn't want to save them, but he also had a feeling that he couldn't just watch them die.

He is not a machine without emotion, nor is he a saint with compassion, but he is a person of flesh and blood. These people can see from the old man's previous words that they cannot be generalized with those in the Security Bureau.

If he just watched them die, he felt that his conscience would be a bit offended.

The most important thing is that this is the first time he has encountered a martial artist not only before the end of the world, but also after the end of the world. The old man's marksmanship and the middle-aged man's sword skills made him very interested.

The system said that he can learn these skills, but now he has no other skills other than those provided by the system.

And system skills To be honest, some skills are not very useful for the time being and cannot improve personal combat power.

Some skills are only powerful when paired with firearms, but what he actually wants more is this kind of personal powerful combat power.

Only when one's own strength is strong can one have the confidence to survive in the last days!

"Save them! See if you can learn some ancient martial art skills!"

Soon he had a decision in his mind, so he took out the iron tire bow, bent the bow and set an arrow directly at the two-meter-high giant dog behind the zombie dog. This dog is the leader of these zombie dogs. It kills and may slow down the attack of zombie dogs.

However, when he slowly pulled away the bowstring, the zombie dog seemed to sense it, turned his head and glanced in his direction, and let out a low growl, looking a little restless.

It sensed a crisis, and subconsciously jumped to the side.

boom--!
There was a violent explosion, and the place where it had just stood suddenly exploded, and an arrow sank into the ground. The huge force carried by the arrow directly shattered the surrounding ground one foot away, and the tail of the arrow was still shaking.

There was a fierce light in the zombie dog's eyes, and it let out a low growl and quickly backed away.

On the top of the second floor, Shen Lian's eyes froze as he watched his arrow miss. In addition to his lack of aim, the zombie dog was able to detect the crisis in advance.

A 60.00% hit rate plus a distance of more than 200 meters to miss him is not a big surprise.

Surprisingly, the zombie dog's sense of crisis, he didn't use the explosive arrow just now, because the front of the explosive arrow is heavy and the rear is light, and the falling force generated by it is too far away, and his aim will be weaker, so he used the ordinary arrow , otherwise it might still have some effect if it is an exploding arrow.

Looking at the leader of the zombie dog who had already evaded, his eyes froze, he put away the iron tire bow, took out the compound bow, put on an explosive arrow, and prepared to lift the people below out of the siege.

At this moment, there was another scream from below.

A young man tripped over a corpse on the ground, and the rushing zombies threw him to the ground directly. The surrounding companions could not reflect that he was directly bitten by two zombies.

At the same time, the others were exhausted, and even the old man's movement speed was restricted. When he heard the scream, his face changed, and his figure flashed and rushed to rescue.

However, as soon as he retreated, the defense line of the zombie dogs collapsed in an instant, and the zombie dogs rushed in one by one, and the advantage before a while disappeared instantly.