Chapter 41 Disarm
One near and one far away, two plumes of black smoke rising from the roof of the building roughly smeared the bright sky, making the whole scene look like the end of the world.
After confirming that the attack was not caused by zombies, although most people still chose to stay away from the scientific research center, there were still some brave guys who carefully hid not far away and watched.
None of the combatants took action against the bold onlookers, they were all silently enduring.
All the Death Fighters felt that the truly brutal fight would only begin the moment the "node" left the building.
However, not long after Lu Bai left, the situation changed slightly.
"Why did someone come out?"
"Who is this guy?"
"Deathfighter?"
A lot of doubtful voices sounded in the darkness.
Agu, wearing an experimenter's white coat, walked out of the door of the scientific research center, looking quite embarrassed.
He looked around in panic, and then shouted at the top of his lungs: "Where are the guards? Where are the guards?!"
Experimenters at a scientific research center?
After having this idea, several figures rushed towards Agu, obviously intending to ask him about the situation inside the building.
…
"Damn it, who are these guys?"
Zhou Zongming's face was as dark as coal.
At first, he thought some citizens were too nervous and there was a little conflict.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at the scene with his soldiers, he was immediately attacked by more than a dozen gun-wielding thugs.
A single volley fell, and six or seven brothers fell on the spot.
After all, there are only some tents around, which at most block the view and cannot serve as a cover.
Thanks to this, after the Death Fighters of the Survey Corps took control of the situation, they were worried that Zhou Zongming and the others still had guns in their hands, so they simply opened fire while ensuring their own safety. This resulted in the gunfight continuing to this day. It's not over.
However, even so, there are only two soldiers left beside Zhou Zongming who are still fighting and retreating.
Going back to the administrative building, we were blocked by the Death Fighters of the Survey Corps. If we tried hard, we would die.
Besides, Zhou Zongming and the others had not heard the successive explosions, so the situation there must not have been optimistic.
For now, the only way is to join up with the large forces resisting the zombies. At least on the "front line", there are two companies and quick reaction troops.
The thin soldier changed the magazine, turned around, and crouched down with his gun in hand: "Company commander, you go first."
"Don't die, kid."
Zhou Zongming naturally couldn't grasp it clearly, so he dropped a sentence and continued running wildly between the tents.
The soldier who took the initiative to stay behind looked ahead warily, his index finger never lifting his finger from the trigger.
Unfortunately, he never saw the enemy from the beginning to the end, only a bullet was shot from his left front.
Bang!
My head was like a ripe watermelon being hit by a stone, and my skull cracked instantly.
Less than half a minute after the soldier's body fell, four men arrived from different directions.
If you exclude the automatic rifles they hold in their hands, they actually look more like ordinary programmers.
"Everyone, please align the granularity."
"Osas, respond quickly to critical paths and reuse play styles."
"How many are left?"
"There are only two left." "Then continue to deepen it. Why not keep us here specifically to empower us to clean up the business?"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
While tapping the ground with the Eight-sided Han Sword, Lu Bai approached the programmers and waited until the attention of the four death fighters turned to him.
He chuckled and said, "What is the underlying logic behind what you said? Where is the top-level design? What is the final value delivered? Where is the starting point of the process? How to ensure the closed loop of results?"
"Who are you?" Judging from the hair volume, it seemed that he was the leader of the Death Fighter.
In the process of speaking, he winked at several of his companions without leaving any trace.
There is no need to hesitate. In this situation, the guy with a sword on his body will most likely be the one fighting to the death.
These programmers had a tacit understanding of each other's ideas. The programmer in the red plaid shirt reacted quickly. He raised his gun and was about to hit Lu Bai first.
Anyway, in their opinion, it would be best if they could kill him on the spot. Even if that didn't work, they would have to incapacitate this uninvited guest who appeared out of nowhere.
But unfortunately, it is too late now.
When Lu Bai asked, he had already reduced the distance between the two parties to the point where he could hit him with his sword in one sprint.
He moved his feet, appeared in front of several people like a ghost, and then cut across them with his sword.
Tsk~
Plop!
The two intact hands were still holding the handle of the gun until it fell to the ground.
The Death Fighter in the red plaid shirt looked at his bleeding wrist. He had not yet felt the pain, and his whole body fell into a sluggish state for a short time.
This was what Lu Bai had expected. He did not stop moving. The Eight-sided Han Sword was like a butterfly piercing a flower in his hand. With a flick of his wrist, four Death Fighters were physically "disarmed" by him one after another.
It's not that several Death Fighters from the Survey Corps didn't try to fight back or escape. However, in the face of the huge gap in combat power, all their ideas were too late to be implemented and were stillborn.
It is no exaggeration to say that after Lu Bai's physical fitness was strengthened by the zombie virus, facing normal people was as easy as an adult beating a child.
Not to mention the increase of [Drow of the Drow] now.
He didn't even need to turn on [Bloody Blood], just relying on his speed and the sharpness of the Eight-sided Han Sword was enough to solve the battle.
After eliminating the possibility of counterattack by several people, Lu Bai stood up with his sword in hand, and the scene suddenly stopped.
It took about ten seconds before the two combatants arched their bodies and cried out in pain.
The leader of the Death Fighter didn't show that much embarrassment. Although he bent slightly, he managed to hold on without shouting.
He glared at Lu Bai fiercely, as if he wanted to remember this face firmly.
Seeing this, Lu Bai was not polite and sent him out with a backhand sword.
In the process, he still had a gentle smile on his face.
It's like when you were a kid, you happily cut off the rapeseed flowers on the roadside with a stick you picked up. It has no real meaning, but it gives birth to the kind of pure and sincere joy.
The Death Fighter in the red plaid shirt looked shocked, and then cursed angrily: "You're fucked, do you know that we..."
Pfft~
Another sword passed through the heart with precision.
【bite! 】
[Points +2, current points: 19, current ranking 1/104]
Lu Bai did intend to get some information from them.
But he also knew that even if the body was chopped into pieces, it would be nothing more than elimination for the death fighter.
Under this premise, interrogation methods such as threats, intimidation, and torture are meaningless.
Therefore, when you encounter a stubborn fighter, regardless of whether he is really tough or just pretending, it is better to kill him first.
(End of chapter)