Players of all skin colors walked down the rope, but Mr. Wesley was not in a hurry.

He kept walking, observing and thinking on this tall wall:

It is definitely not a good idea to keep going from there. Those people are all stupid and have no sense of crisis at all. They have to make a fuss when they get down the rope. If they are with them, they can only die quickly!

And there were zombies under this wall, and they were already looking for their voices and slowly approaching! This means that these people will face the dilemma of dealing with zombies with bare hands and empty hands when they go!

If zombies are like those in the movie, they will not be difficult to deal with if they walk slowly. After all, they can still escape if they can't beat them. If they are the ones who can run away, they can deal with them even if they are small in number, but if they have more, things will be difficult to deal with. Maybe they will die if they are surrounded!

Although killing zombies is a task, the most urgent task now is to find weapons! Only by finding enough weapons can you kill more zombies! And those evolved zombies, maybe only with guns can you kill them! There is no way out if you have bare hands and empty fists!

...

After a long circle and completely away from the busy crowds there, Mr. Wesley finally found a suitable place.

It is located on the edge of the city, with a big road. You can vaguely see two different cars from ordinary private cars on the road, as if they were outlined by armored vehicles, and the surroundings were quite empty. There was no zombies wandering around, so there was no need to worry about being attacked after a while.

After selecting the location, Mr. Wesley climbed up the fence and began to try to reach out and pull and check the downhill rope.

Well, it's pretty sturdy. There may be wires mixed in it. If you don't use special knives, it's hard to cut them. It's okay to support a few people at the same time...

After confirming that he was safe, he wrapped a piece of rope around his waist, gently grabbed the rope with both hands, hit the wall with his legs, and fell down one by one.

Wesley had served in one of the most elite special forces in Militaria, the Seahorse Assault Force, and was skillful in related military skills. He used the method of helicopter downhill members in the army to descend faster than those used by those on the other side. In less than a minute, he arrived at the bottom of the wall and entered this poor city attacked by biochemical viruses.

This is obviously a Chinese city. The street shops around the houses are covered with Chinese square characters of different colors and sizes, which are dazzling.

Fortunately, there were no traces of zombies found here for the time being, so Wesley carefully broke into a shop facing the street.

Soon, he ran out of the store again, tied several layers of thick magazines with tape on his left arm, and held a thick wooden stick more than one meter long in his right hand.

This is a temporary weapon he made with things in the store. His left hand is used to defend against zombies' bites, and his right hand is used to knock on the zombies' heads.

With the weapon in his hand, Wesley felt relieved and took a light step, slowly approaching the street that seemed to be parked in his memory.

"Ao!"

Suddenly, a beast-like roar, a zombie with pale skin, ragged clothes, and severely rotten face. She was rushing out of a shop next to her!

These zombies can run! They are quick to move and have strong aggressiveness! They are not the slow guy in the movie!

After all, Wesley has experienced many battles and the more dangerous he faces, the calmer he feels, and he quickly reacts and begins to respond.

His palms were dry, and the wooden stick was clenched by his hands, and then...

"Bang!"

Just like hitting a baseball, he swung the wooden stick out suddenly and swung it straight on the head of the zombie.

After years of persistent exercise, the unparalleled power contained in his arms. Once these powers explode, they smashed the zombie's head to pieces.

The zombie paused, shook twice, and then threw herself to the ground without moving.

Wesley breathed a long sigh.

Oh, sure enough, just like the settings in the movie, the head is their weakness. If you look at it this way, these zombies will not be difficult to deal with!

However, if I kill a zombie, I only get one point. If I rely on the wooden stick, I can't support 1,000 points with my physical strength. I still have to collect hot weapons.

After analyzing the situation clearly, Wesley continued to move forward.

Fortunately, the path he chose was good. He encountered not many zombies along the way. Most of them were single and there were only three most dangerous waves. He knocked his head one by one with his simple Qin King's pillar-surrounding skills.

After walking for more than ten minutes, Wesley finally saw the two armored vehicles not far away.

Yes, he read it right on the fence, it was indeed two regular, military, camouflage-body armored vehicles!

The two armored vehicles were each on one side of the road, and a barricade was simply built with sandbags in the middle of the road. The bodies of several soldiers in green uniforms were scattered around the streets, barricades and armored vehicles.

It is not difficult to analyze that when a biochemical disaster occurred, this group of soldiers was sent to the city. In order to protect the civilians from evacuation, they set up barricades to intercept zombies here. Unfortunately, in the face of the huge number of zombies, their blockade did not have a good effect. They were still attacked by the zombies and were also gnawed and died.

These soldiers have Chinese skin and dark hair, and their military uniforms are similar to those of Chinese soldiers that Wesley had known before, and they were probably Chinese soldiers.

Wesley respected their courage and sacrifice, but they still had to take their weapons.

Carefully approaching the armored vehicle, he began to collect weapons.

Fortunately, the zombies do not know how to use weapons and cannot eat steel, so the soldiers' guns are still well kept in place.

Seeing these guns, Wesley's eyes immediately lit up.

Huh? This rifle is an Austrian AUG? But the style looks a bit different. Could it be... it is a type 95 automatic rifle imitated by legendary China? Well, it must be the type 95 that has not run away! This gun is rare, I have never played it yet...

Since it is a standard equipment of the Chinese army, then this pistol is the Chinese Type 92 Black Star Pistol? It is indeed good. The black five-pointed star on the handle of this gun is correct!

After a while of plunder, Wesley had two Type 95 automatic rifles and an armed belt, and two Type 92 Black Star Pistols were inserted, and he replaced them with a pair of military high-top leather boots. He also had a military dagger in each of his boots. Even he tied two Type 92 Black Star Pistols with transparent tape on his calf.

After the search was completed, he flashed into the armored vehicle next to him and began to check the equipment.

Without the help of tools, the exquisite gun quickly decomposed into pieces in his hands.

Oh, unsupported structure, short model, air-guided piston, engineered plastic gun body, hard aluminum alloy parts, using China-made 5.8mm bullets, with a magazine capacity of 30 rounds, and the maintenance is pretty good...

As a master of firearms, when these parts were re-formed into a complete rifle again, all the technical information about the gun was deeply imprinted into his mind.

Immediately afterwards, he pressed the bullets one by one by six extra magazines, and five fragmented grenades were searched by him, and hung them one by one on the armed belt around his waist.

Then, the door of the armored vehicle was opened and Mr. Wesley walked out in full arms.

The corners of his mouth were raised.
Chapter completed!