flstandardbreds Chapter 205 Gun
Chapter 205 Gun
At first he was very narrow-minded and could understand others.
Although they entered one after another, the door was only big enough for one person to pass through smoothly. If two people walked side by side, it would seem extremely narrow.
The wandering soldier who entered the house first, without waiting for his companions behind him, raised his gun and stabbed at Lin Hun.
From the moment they felt the soul and humanity rich in Lin Hun's body, they could no longer suppress their desire.
The person has not arrived yet, but the gun tip is already there.
The gun is the king of all weapons.
The oldest spear, just find a wooden stick and carve it, and a beggar's spear is almost ready.
When using a spear, a novice does not need to master special skills, he just needs to be able to stab and poke.
When hunting, a single shot into the prey will create a hole that will bleed profusely, and the damage is also considerable.
And relying on the longer distance allows people to fight the enemy at a relatively safe distance.
Relying on its four major advantages: easy to obtain, easy to master, high damage and safety, the spear has been with humans since primitive times.
The narrow space in the house is not conducive for people to dodge, but space is both a factor of success and failure. Lin Hun is at least alone in one place, and his mobility is far greater than that of several wandering souls.
And these ordinary wandering souls mainly use spears to attack directly.
The space of the house not only failed to play a supporting role, but also prevented them from changing the direction of their guns.
In addition, the wandering soldiers have no souls to replenish and strengthen themselves, and their physical strength has long been reduced to one tenth.
At this moment, holding the gun with one hand, the vibration of the gun tip was several times stronger than that of Kato Ying's hand.
Lin Hun watched with interest as the spear thrust out by You Hun turned into a series of slithering black snakes that attacked him:
"It seems that having trembling hands does have its advantages. At least the direction of this gun tip is really unpredictable."
"But unfortunately, I'm faster than you!" When the tip of the gun was approaching, Lin Hun suddenly attacked.
The two palms came out first, and the silver armor turned into a phantom, accurately brushing past the blurred afterimages, and grabbed the wooden shaft of the spear:
"I'm sorry, although the timing is not right, I have already grasped the advantages of location and people. Your fate was determined from the moment you entered the house."
The wooden gun barrel creaked in Lin Hun's hand.
Feeling the weak power in his hand, Lin Hun remained calm.
As he said,
He was alone in this small room, so he naturally had the advantage of position;
Moreover, Lin Hun's strength was already quite good, and he could easily deal with one or two zombies, so he also had the upper hand over the people.
Lin Hun's hands trembled, and the shock spread along the gun barrel all the way to the hands of the wandering soul soldiers.
In an instant, the wandering soul's palm felt numb, and his clenched hands could no longer bear it.
Just as he opened a gap, Lin Hun did not take the opportunity to pull out the spear from his hand, but swung his arm with all his strength!
A huge force burst out from the gun. The wandering soul holding the gun turned into a meteor hammer at the other end of the gun. Under the influence of Lin Hun's huge power, it smashed down on its companions on both sides.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" three times in succession.
The wandering souls around were cleared out in an instant, leaving no one standing.
The gunmen were affected, and the guns could no longer maintain their already shaking motion.
The rotten spear tip left a scar and a bright line of fire on Lin Hun's armor, and then could no longer penetrate any deeper, and was knocked to the ground.
"Crack!" A crisp sound came from the gun in his hand. Lin Hun keenly noticed the crack in the gun barrel and said "tsk!" impatiently:
"Is it really just an ordinary weapon? It can't even withstand this little bit of power."
An ordinary spear naturally cannot be compared with the Black Knight's sword. One is just an ordinary man-made weapon, while the other may be a weapon made by God.
Rather than a sword, it is more like a hard block of iron with edges and corners.
"The Black Knight Sword is still the best. It has been used for so long and there is not even a crack on it."
There was no habit of using incomplete weapons in battle, as there were countless spears on the scene anyway.
Without any hesitation, Lin Hun let go of the gun in his hand.
The moment Lin Hun let go, the wandering soul on the other end of the gun was fiercely slammed against the wall on one side due to the huge inertia. As soon as his arms supported himself, he fell down weakly and was unable to get up for a long time.
In less than five seconds, a light soul emerged from his body and slowly penetrated into Lin Hun's body.
There were no souls in the bodies of the other wandering souls, and seeing them lying on the ground for a long time and unable to get up, they had lost their threat.
"It seems that I haven't changed any weapons since I got the technical memory."
Lin Hun hooked up a spear dropped by an unknown wandering soul on the ground with the back of his foot and kicked it lightly. The spear flew high up and he caught it in the air with his arm. The spear fell into his hand.
Just as he took a breath, three more wandering souls appeared in the house. Lin Hun raised his head again and looked outside through the door.
There was a huge black mass and countless heads. Lin Hun couldn't estimate how many wandering souls there were at a glance.
"It seems that the large group of wandering spirits have actually chased here. This saves me from wasting time looking for them one by one. Today, let me have a good fight with you with my spear!"
. . .
"bump!"
There were continuous explosions and bright flames appeared on the door frame.
Lin Hun stabbed a bullet into the forehead of an undead man who was coming towards him. He couldn't help but smile when he heard the noise:
"Hey, it seems I should thank you for driving me to this room. At least I don't have to worry about you damn flame pots in the house."
The door frame is more than two meters high, just that long.
The wandering souls below occupy three-fifths of the height.
The gaps left behind made it difficult to hit these wandering souls whose eyeballs had begun to shrivele.
Balls of flames fell from the gate railing like waterfalls into the group of wandering souls below.
The wandering soul that longed for fire was burned by the intense temperature and jumped to its feet.
However, behind them were other wandering souls who had not felt the high temperature of the flames and were impatiently pushing and forcing the poor creatures at the door to keep moving forward.
Until the poor fellow at the door was brought into the house and shot in the head by Lin Hun, it was the turn of these wandering souls who were pushing and shoving to come under the door to feel the baptism of fire.
The wooden door frame had already been carbonized by the high temperature of the flames.
Lin Hun swept his gun across and knocked away the flaming suicide infantry in front of him.
The power in his hand was unhesitating, and the crisp breaking sound transmitted to his hand when the gun barrel came into contact with the body undoubtedly explained the fate of the wandering soul.
Listening to the sound of flames exploding on the door railing and looking at the doorway in front covered in flames, Lin Hun wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.
The sweat on the fingernails turned into a wisp of white smoke and dissipated in just five seconds, leaving behind white sweat stains.
The temperature in the house has reached a terrifying level, which is just right for frying runny eggs.
If an ordinary human enters the house, it will be like taking a sauna and it won't take long before they feel dizzy due to lack of oxygen and become dehydrated and thirsty.
But these wandering souls are different. What they pursue is warmth. The hotter it is, the more excited they become.
With one shot, he knocked down the wandering soul that was rushing towards him with flames all over its body and howling. Lin Hun couldn't help but stretch his sore arms:
"How many wandering souls are there outside this house? Couldn't most of the town have come here? And why is this flame pot endless?"