Wasteland Survival Code

Chapter 189 Fighting and Killing
Holding the dagger in his backhand, Wuyan walked up the stairs step by step, while Qi Lin crossed his arms and followed him about seven or eight meters behind him with interest.

There are four rooms on the second floor, the doors of the second bedroom, the bathroom and the study room are all open, and there are spots of dark brown blood stains on the floor that have seeped into the wood, spreading from the second bedroom to the master bedroom where the door is ajar. , and before, the movement heard by the two came from the master bedroom.

After confirming that there were no abnormalities in the other rooms, Wuyan walked quickly to the door of the master bedroom and kicked open the half-hidden door.

"Hiss—!" A piercing shriek suddenly sounded, and then a slender and short black figure flew from the corner to Misty Eye who had just stepped into the room.

Fog Eye was naturally prepared, took a step back, and then kicked heavily at the pounced black shadow—but when his calf was firmly on the black shadow's body, the black shadow But instead of being kicked away as he expected, he hugged Misty Eye's leg, and then, like tarsal maggots, he was about to crawl towards him along Misty Eye's leg.

"Go away!"

Foggy Eye yelled angrily, and swung a fist at the black shadow that had already climbed up to his waist, but that black shadow fought hard to take Foggy Eye's punch, and still used its claws to draw out the punch on Fog Eye's chest. There were three deep blood marks.

Wuyan punched down, although the power was not small, but it couldn't cause any substantial damage to an F-rank zombie. Just when he thought his throat would be bitten off by this zombie in the next second, Qi Lin But suddenly he rushed to his side with a stride, his right hand pinched the zombie's neck precisely like an eagle's claw, and forcibly pulled it off Fog Eye's body.

It was a child zombie less than one meter tall. The muscles and skin on its body were extremely shrunken, just like a malnourished refugee child in a backward area of ​​Africa in the old days, but its limbs were exceptionally long, and its joints were turned outward strangely. with.

The most puzzling thing is that the spine of the zombie is like a cat, showing an arc that is impossible for normal humans to bend.

But it was such a completely dehumanized body structure that gave this F-rank zombie a super-high agility attribute.

Being pinched by Qi Lin's neck, the little zombie's claws immediately stretched towards Qi Lin's face, trying to goug out Qi Lin's eyeballs, but before it could reach, Qi Lin smashed the little zombie on the ground. On the wall, he followed quickly, stepped on a zombie's calf with his left foot, raised his right foot into the air, stomped down heavily, and broke the high arched spine neatly.

"Crack."

The spine broke, and the little zombie immediately let out a mournful howl.

"Huh? The pain-sensing nerves are still working?" Qi Lin let out a light snort, and stepped on the second foot, which directly burst the zombie's round head.

Gray brains and black viscous blood splashed out, and a completely hardened cloudy eyeball rolled all the way along the floor until it reached the stairs and fell to the first floor.

Rubbing the sticky filth on the soles of his shoes on the floor, Qi Lin turned his head and looked at Fog Eye. Although the three bloodstains on his chest seemed scary, but fortunately, they were not fatal—if the zombie’s IQ could If it was taller, the claw that scratched between Foggy Eye's legs just now might be able to hang him up.

"thanks……"

After being rescued by Qi Lin, Wuyan blushed, lowered his head, and said with some embarrassment.

"You look a bit like your sister when you blush—by the way, where did you learn to fight?" Qi Lin asked.

"I... I have learned Taekwondo before and participated in competitions..."

"Taekwondo? What rank?"

Seeing Qi Lin ask about his rank, Wuyan's eyes brightened, but then he thought of his poor performance just now, and his momentum couldn't help but weakened: "Third-level black belt, it can barely be regarded as an entry..."

"The third degree of black belt is not low, and the fourth degree can open gymnasiums, but do you know why you almost capsized in the gutter?"

"I, I was careless..." Wuyan muttered, and glanced at the zombie that Qi Lin killed with absolute violence.

"No, I'm not careless. Taekwondo is a fighting technique used to compete on the stage, but in battle, rules and other things are all fart. No matter how powerful your kicks are, you can't resist a punk who doesn't know martial arts. No matter how quick your reflexes are with the machete, you can't dodge the sap knocked from behind, do you understand that?"

Fog Eyes was stunned. Although his evolution ability is biased towards long-range sniping, he has always been relatively confident in fighting, but who knows, when he came to Qi Lin, the fighting skills he had always been proud of were rejected. Belittled to nothing.

"Then... what kind of trick did you use just now?" Wuyan recalled Qi Lin's movements just now, one pincer, one fall, two feet, the movements were crisp, simple and direct, the whole process took only two seconds, and the swift speed accelerated. Although the scene is quite bloody, it has an unexpected sense of violent aesthetics.

"Huh? Just now? How can there be any tricks——" Qi Lin waved his hands and kicked the corpses of zombies on the ground with his toes, "Soldiers don't have any fixed tricks, what is the most effective and most direct to kill the enemy, naturally Just use any method!" Qi Lin said naturally, as a mercenary, even for a person in the position of a precise shooter, fighting and hand-to-hand combat are inevitable, and even in many cases, you need to be fierce enough to fight with people. will suffer.

And the CQC (Close Quarters Combat) like a soldier only has some basic movements and moves. The specific combat needs to be based on personal experience and actual combat situations. There is a very pretentious saying in martial arts novels, which is "There are tricks to win without tricks".

Of course, if there is a gun, Qi Lin will definitely choose the gun. Why bother with a problem that can be solved with a single bullet.

"Have you ever been a soldier?!"

"Mercenary, spent time in the Middle East and South America."

"Then where did you learn all this? Can you teach me?" Foggy eyes suddenly became eager.

"There's no way to teach this, so I can only learn it by myself?" Qi Lin glanced at his mouth and walked into the master bedroom, followed by Misty Eyes.

"How to learn?"

"Kill people. If you kill a lot, you will naturally become proficient. Of course, zombies and mutated creatures are also good now, and the effect may be even better after practicing."

……

There is a double bed in the master bedroom. There are two fragmented skeletons on the bed, and the sheet under the skeletons is full of blood, and it is dry and hard, like a large piece of weird chocolate.

In addition to these two skeletons, there were also many skeletons of bloodthirsty rats, all of which should have been attracted by the smell of blood, but turned out to be the food of the little zombie.

"This is its parents, didn't they expect their own child to be killed?" Foggy Eyes murmured, remembering the family portrait in the living room on the first floor.

Although this is just a virtual plot in the game, in reality, there are definitely more than one or two cases of such things.

"You should be lucky now that you can get a place in the shelter." Qi Lin said lightly, "Okay, this room has been cleaned up, get ready, and I will live here tonight."

(End of this chapter)