Who is disadvantaged?


There was a concrete building blocking it for a while, but Bai Ling's left hand was nimble, and she replaced the empty bullet in the pistol with a bang.
She continued to carry the Celestial Sword on her back, squinted her eyes and went up the stairs behind her.

Bai Ling was naturally familiar with her own home.

Soon they arrived at the balcony on the third floor.
Chen Xin's people had not received formal training in using guns, and not everyone could use them well.

Bai Ling shot quickly while they're reloading, making sure that no bullet was wasted.

Especially when all the people around were gone and they were the only ones left, Bai Ling didn't have such high demands on herself, and there was no need to take everyone down with a headshot.


As a result, the person killed by her turned into a zombie not long after lying down.

Crouching under the balcony again, Bai Ling had already replaced the bullets in the small silver gun in her hand.

Of course she is not an idiot, she is really exposed alone in the open space where the guns are aimed at, even if her body is transformed, there is nowhere to escape.

Fortunately, the cement bricks at home are strong enough.
Even so, there are still many places that were pierced by the bullets.
Bai Ling's speed is not as good as the bullet, but the bullet penetrated the wall and caused friction.
She heard it clearly and immediately looked for it, also consequently shifted her cover position.

“Roar—” There were roars of zombies from below.

“Ah! Oops, brother Xin and the others have turned into zombies, I wipe, hiss—” 


 

“Go away! Mom! Don't hinder me!”

“Don't just stand there! Hurry up and chop off their heads!”

Bai Ling sneered, even if it was a junior supernatural being who had just turned into a zombie, its actions were not as good as that of an adult man, but it was enough to cause disturbance to them.

“Don't mess yourself up!” This sentence was almost shouted by Chen Xin, “Let someone go to the villa to see, why wasn't that old woman brought out yet!” Even so, Chen Xin already guessed in his heart that Li Dongmei must have been rescued, and his villa area might have become a ghetto.

What a Bai Ling, it turns out that she really has a back move, no wonder she is so confident.


Bang bang bang—

Chen Xin and the others are fully exposed to the perspective, and Bai Ling on the high ground can see their movements clearly.

Did they think it was just punks fighting for territory?

Before the apocalypse, Chen Xin may have his own ability to avoid being caught by the police by being a gangster, and even rely on his own mind to develop and manage his camp well when the apocalypse comes.

Just what is the use of this?

He was not born in the army, and he didn't know that in real combat, apart from excellent equipment, he also had a brain and the knowledge to use the equipment to the extreme.


The good thing is that although Bai Ling has only lived in the last days for more than a year, she has never stayed in the Anyi base for more than five days.
Basically, she was running around for her life and had participated in various struggles, large and small.

During this period, she met countless people.
Even if they are just acquaintances, she will be taught a lot of survival knowledge and teamwork awareness in order to cultivate tacit understanding and unity during the battle.

Otherwise, how would anyone survive in that chaotic scene?

Also in order to adapt to this society, she forced herself to accept all this quickly.

Chen Xin looked at the fallen people around him, a drop of sweat the size of a bean slid down his forehead, and shouted loudly at Huang Zong, “Take cover!” 

 

Bai Ling squinted her eyes and looked at them scattered under the moonlight.
Don't they think it's too late to look for cover in a panic?

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