Chapter 4028: psychiatric patient

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"Um?"

As soon as he went up to the top floor, Old Mike heard that his footsteps were wrong, because Thomas had analyzed the actions of the investigation team on Skull Island while watching the TV broadcast not long ago.

It was because they didn't notice what they stepped on that they ended up being completely wiped out.

So this time, the first time he noticed that the footsteps were wrong, he first looked down at his feet, and then instantly raised his head to look at the ceiling.

Of course, this is not the kind of environment on Skull Island, and naturally it is impossible for a giant chameleon hiding in the canopy to sneak attack, the flashlight is shaking back and forth, and the illuminated ceiling is still clean.

It's the feet...

"Is this blood?!" The Russian aunt covered her mouth and exclaimed, she almost didn't spit it out, even her voice became a lot sharper, and her eyes stared like copper bells.

Indeed, as she said, this is indeed blood, and according to the identification of the strangulation, it is still human blood.

A large amount of blood is still flowing slowly at this time. The source is under the crack in front of the door. The top floor is the place where the telescope is stored. There is only such a hall-like room.

But now, even if the door is not opened, it seems to know what is going on inside.

"hidden."

Thomas adjusted his breathing and motioned for the other three to hide by the door, while he squatted down and slowly pushed the door open to a gap...

"Da da da!!"

As soon as the door panel moved, there was the sound of heavy machine guns in the hall, and a series of bullets hit the door with precision, causing a long slender spark to float out of the fairly sturdy steel door.

Thomas retracted his arms and avoided the edge for a while, and the sound of the machine gun firing began to echo in the corridor, like popcorn boiling.

"Someone!"

Martha also squatted down and gestured with the huge revolver in her hand. Although there was no reason, she sensed the familiar smell intuitively.

Crazy taste.

"The sound of firing should be an M60 general-purpose machine gun, okay, not a machine gun removed from an armored vehicle."

Thomas only had a small pistol in his hand, but he still said his observations softly:

"The room is full of corpses. They were piled up near the bottom of the telescope. People seemed to be executed. As for the shooter, they were well concealed. I didn't see it just now. Maybe they were hiding in the pile of corpses."

"Have you met a super soldier?" Martha pulled Thomas and insisted on changing positions with him: "My dear, go away first and try it for me."

The gunshots stopped, and the bullets stopped hitting the door. For a while, the corridor was surprisingly quiet.

"How are you going to come?" The man couldn't resist the girl's request, so he changed positions with her, but he still looked at the bad girl with dyed hair with dead fish eyes.

"Hee hee, let's learn from you." Martha, who stuck out her tongue, smiled, then stretched out her little hand to push open the crack of the door, and shouted into the hall: "I'm Martha Wayne! The one with the gun inside, I want to have **** with him. Negotiate terms!"

".......Da da da!!"

Although there was a brief hesitation, the people in the hall fired again, and he didn't seem to want to negotiate terms.

But the girl's actions were not useless. After a short burst of fire, the other party stopped firing and started to communicate:

"Get out! I won't give you the food!"

After dropping this sentence, there was another burst of repressive shooting, obviously deterrence.

Martha shrank back, scratching her face with the muzzle thoughtfully, with a smile on her small mouth. When she looked at the people around her, her eyes were also shining, and she whispered:

"Hey, dear, did you hear what the man inside said? He said food, he's a lunatic..."

Sure enough, her 'mental radar' was right again. The survivors in the hall were obviously crazy, and they seemed to call the piled up corpses food.

"Oh, God." On the other side of the door, the old aunt standing in the dark corridor lowered her head and began to pray: "Not only are the zombies going to eat people, but now even people are going to eat people? What should we do?"

"In this case, it is estimated that there is no way to negotiate, and he does not seem to be a good person..." Old Mike was also shocked. Although he thought that the coming of the end might bring about food problems, he did not expect will be so fast.

After speaking, he looked at Thomas, waiting for the soldier's judgment.

Their group has been exposed, and no one can say whether the other party will treat everyone as food.

And there's no better place to stay than an observatory near San Diego.

Whether it's for self-protection or for the future, he thinks it's necessary to kill that lunatic, but the other party has a heavy machine gun in hand, and he also occupies a favorable location, and he doesn't know what to do.

"We have to kill him, okay?"

Thomas reached out and felt in his clothes, took out the dagger with an owl engraved on it, and asked the old man and aunt for advice.

In normal times, both of them would be law-abiding citizens, but the impact of the world's upheaval can quickly change humanity, and when they were machine-gunned by a stranger, they both decided without hesitation to destroy the lunatic because only the When he is dead, everyone can live better. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

The two nodded in unison, so Thomas said his plan:

"We took the door down and pushed it as a shield, just let me find where he was, and it only took one shot to solve the problem."

The door of the observation room is strong, but the two men can definitely lift it. As long as the hinge is loosened with a dagger, it can be removed and pushed forward to resist bullets.

After all, the other party has been shooting at the door, and this door has not been penetrated, which is enough to prove reliability.

"Okay, just do it." Old Mike handed the shotgun in his hand to Aunt, spit in his palm, and rubbed his hands together: "It sounds a bit risky, but I believe you."

"Trust me right, come on, Martha, your hands are relatively small, I'll hold the door, push it open at an angle, and you can loosen the screw from the gap."

The girl stood up, took the dagger and nodded: "Well, but no one has shot me with machine guns for a long time, I really miss it, haha!"

After all, she was really slow in her work. When Thomas pushed the door open at an angle, the other party opened fire again, and she got close to the door and started the task of screwing.

The dagger was a little too sharp, and I accidentally cut off the screw, but it doesn't matter, anyway, the door panel of the double door has been removed like this.

Old Mike leaned closer, squatted down and supported the door, then Thomas nodded to Martha, he nodded to Aunt, and then the two men pushed the door against the current in the hail of bullets!

The tinkling sound was incessant, and the flying warheads dragged wisps of fire. After advancing for more than ten meters, Thomas flashed sideways and fired back with a pistol in a certain direction.

"boom!"

As the .45 shells landed, the sound of the heavy machine gun stopped, and the blood-soaked hall suddenly regained peace. (To be continued)