Sick Girl Doesn't Die in Zombie Simulator

If he could kill it, Lin Jiayao's pace of finding her sister would be greatly accelerated!

Immediately doing what she said, Lin Jiayao pushed the wheelchair and directly opened the door of her room.

She had already passed through the bone spur just now, and knew that the child had come over with the can.

Lin Jiayao opened the door suddenly, apparently startling the little boy.

"What guns are left in the camp, they are for sale."

The child trembled with fright at Lin Jiayao's cold eyes, and tremblingly said, "I, I, I...I don't know...I'll ask Aunt Ma."

After all, the little boy put the can on the ground and ran away.

At this moment, in the little boy's heart, the original ignorant admiration for the beautiful sister has disappeared at this moment.

Lin Jiayao didn't know how terrifying the look in her eyes when she returned from the pile of corpses just now.

Now she is bending down to pick up the canned food on the ground, half-opening the door, eating the canned food while waiting for the little boy to send a message back.

Chapter 10 Zombie Mask

"Hiss—ka hiss—"

Lin Jiayao licked the meat sauce off her lips with her tender tongue, and looked towards the place by the door where there was a strange noise.

This sound sounds like someone is dragging a bunch of things.

"Tuk-tuk-"

The voice stopped in front of Lin Jiayao's door, and then Lin Jiayao heard a knock on the door.

But after the man knocked on the door, the half-closed door was directly knocked open.

The people outside obviously didn't expect that the door was unlocked, and they froze in place.

"Hello." Looking at the strange man standing in front of the door, Lin Jiayao probably understood the purpose of his visit.

He was dragging two snakeskin bags by his hand, and the inside of the bags was full of knocking sounds of metal and plastic.

They sell guns.

"A Xiaoxiao, do you want to buy a gun?" The little man by the door showed doubts in his eyes. Obviously, he didn't think the girl in the wheelchair in front of him had any ability to pay.

"Yes." Lin Jiayao didn't say anything, just raised her hand and shook the blood crystal in her hand.

Seeing the blood crystal the size of a fingernail, the man no longer had any doubts about Lin Jiayao's purchasing power.

He put down the two snakeskin bags in his hand, opened the mouth of the bag, and let Lin Jiayao see the firearm inside.

"You can just call me Shorty, what kind of gun do you want to buy?" After Shorty introduced himself, he began to introduce the firearms in the snakeskin bag, "These are still firing..."

Lin Jiayao glanced at it, and found that the snakeskin bag was filled with blackness, which were basically 92-type pistols or 95 automatic rifles, densely packed.

At first glance, after the chaos, he went to the military area to recite things.

"Is the pistol only 92?" Lin Jiayao asked.

Shorty immediately understood that the girl in front of him just wanted to buy a pistol.

"wait."

After he finished speaking, he sat cross-legged at the door, rummaging through the black snakeskin bag with both hands.

Watching him rummage through, Lin Jiayao's eyelids twitched.

Because she also saw that there was a P90 without a magazine in the snakeskin bag...

The P90 also has foreign guns of the M4 level, and the Huaguo army must have purchased them in small quantities.

So Lin Jiayao didn't find it strange that the P90 appeared in the snakeskin bag.

Suddenly, Lin Jiayao thought of something, and asked, "Do you have FN 5-7?"

FN Five-seveN, also known as the five-seven pistol.

If the military region purchases P90, it will definitely purchase a small amount of Type [-] of the same caliber.

"Aifen Wuqi?" The dwarf muttered something in a low voice, and then murmured, "It seems to be there, I'll look for it."

Soon, the dwarf found a black pistol and held it up: "Is it this one? The price of this one is..."

"What type of bullet did you use?" Lin Jiayao didn't ask about the price, but asked about the type of bullet.

During the time spent in the doomsday house, Lin Jiayao did not do nothing, at least she read a considerable number of books, including a large number of military books.

Both the P90 and the Type 5.7 use 28x[-]mm pistol bullets, and there is a gap between the bullets.

Lin Jiayao didn't want that brood zombie to be alive and kicking after a shuttle of SB193 subsonic ammunition was fired.

Because those bullets are used in conjunction with muzzle suppressors to suppress noise, their power is limited to zombies.

If you can choose, Lin Jiayao still hopes to have some...

Lin Jiayao hadn't finished thinking when she saw Shorty unload the magazine and take out a bullet.

"I don't know what kind of bullet it is. No one cares about it. Do you want it?"

The shorty sounded visibly impatient.

Because in his opinion, for this girl who can't act on her own, buying a gun is nothing more than drinking bullets.

Any bullet can pierce through the head, is there a difference?

He hadn't heard rumors that the girl might be an awakened one, so he was still thinking about gun recycling.

Lin Jiayao ignored the shorty's attitude. After seeing the bullet, she nodded slightly: "How many blood crystals."

"5g, one box of ammunition, only one magazine, no gun testing in the camp, if there is a problem with the gun testing outside, return it and return it."

Shooting in the camp is too loud, which may attract zombies, but if there is something wrong with the gun outside the camp, it is probably hopeless, and there is no need to worry about someone coming to the door.

"I want it." Lin Jiayao said, throwing out the blood crystal in her hand.

Shorty took the blood crystal without any nonsense, took out a small electronic scale and a knife, and divided the 10g blood crystal into two 5g ones in front of Lin Jiayao.

"Thank you for your patronage." Shorty held the blood crystal in his hand, and felt a little more at ease.

For another period of time, I don't have to worry about the blood crystals, maybe I can improve the food...

"Just put it on the table." Lin Jiayao pointed to the table by the door.

The dwarf didn't say anything, just found a box of ammunition, put the pistol and the 5g blood crystal on the dusty table, and dragged the bag away.

After the shorty walked away, Lin Jiayao pushed the wheelchair forward, closed and locked the wooden door, and looked at the pistol and bullets on the table.

The bullet box was not original at first glance, it was full of about 40 rounds.

Plus the 20 rounds in the magazine itself, the bullets must be enough.

Looking at the three-pointed star-shaped fragments of petals on the bullet, Lin Jiayao smiled.

With a wave of his hand, Lin Jiayao put the bullets into the safety box. FN-57 occupied two grids, and a box of bullets occupied one grid.

As for the 5g blood crystals, Lin Jiayao put them in her pocket and didn't intend to bring them in again.

There is still a long time before dinner, and she can still log in again.

This time, you can try to kill the broodworm zombies.

After confirming that the curtains and doors were locked, Lin Jiayao, who was sitting in a wheelchair, slowly closed her eyes.

An illusory system interface appeared in front of her, and after she clicked to log in, the familiar zombie head appeared in front of Lin Jiayao.

"1, (untitled): can log in"

After all, it was the second login, and Lin Jiayao decided to give this head a name.

Anyway, the toolman zombie who doesn't know when it will die, let's give it a simple name, let's call it Mask.

The screen in front of him flickered, and the column for the name of the zombie had changed from (unnamed) to a mask.

After choosing the mask, Lin Jiayao's eyes lit up, and then turned into darkness.

She has successfully manipulated the mask.

It's a pity that the night vision of the last runner was not inherited, and now Lin Jiayao can only rely on bone spurs to find her way.

"Kakaka-"

Soon, Lin Jiayao, who was walking on a bone spur, touched the side of a zombie, quickly lifted a bone spur to hang it, tore off its head, and inserted his own bone spur into it.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Jiayao manipulated the mask, took out the pistol in the safety box, opened the safety and loaded it in the dark.

Holding the pistol, just to be on the safe side, she walked up to another biter zombie, pressed its head with her left hand, and pressed the gun with her right hand against its forehead.

"boom--"

A flash of fire lit up, loud gunshots rang through the underground parking lot, and all the biters hissed softly.

Even without eyes, Lin Jiayao could feel how serious the head injury was in front of her.

Not overworn, very good...

Lin Jiayao controlled the zombie controlled by the mask, held a pistol, and walked towards the direction of the elevator shaft.

Chapter 11 Exploration Team

In the pitch-black elevator shaft, a zombie was slowly climbing upwards with the help of a faint light source above.

It was clearly a smooth wall, but it crawled like it was on flat ground.

If you look carefully, you can see the bony spur protruding from the gap between its fingers, piercing into the wall to ensure the stability of its climbing.

Soon, the zombie climbed from the first floor to the first floor, and the sunlight outside the mall also illuminated the zombie's face.

...It's hard for people to describe how weird this zombie is.