"I had 100 health. The zombies clawed away 24, leaving me with 76."
"My pistol magazine held 15 rounds."
"Each bullet from friendly fire dealt 1 point of damage."
"In other words..."
"The three of you each unloaded an average of one and a half magazines into me???"
"Fine, getting me knocked down was one thing."
"But when you saw me getting bitten, you ran away? And casually shut the fire door behind you???"
"Do you think that was reasonable?"
"Is that something any carbon-based life-form would do?"
"Hm?"
Outside the booth!
Captain Yin frowned at the three dejected girls before him, his voice full of disbelief and his face brimming with "anger"!
As it turned out!
Just moments ago!
The instant Captain Yin screamed and ran, Liu Liu and the other two had made a snap decision, raising their pistols to cover his retreat!
However!
How could the three, who were already not particularly skilled at shooting games, possibly adapt to the increasingly realistic second-generation FPS mechanics in such a short time!
On top of that, the zombies were howling and shrieking, running faster than rabbits and crazier than dogs!
Under the immense psychological pressure, the three completely forgot about aiming down sights. Screaming, they grabbed their guns and immediately opened fire wildly!
Gunshots rattled out like popping beans!
Bullets struck the walls, the floor, the ceiling, and Captain Yin—but somehow, not a single one hit the zombies!
Captain Yin did not even have time to yell for them to stop firing!
He was shot straight to the ground!
Then, the zombies swarmed over him and buried him in an instant!
Seeing the gore-splattered sight of the zombies feasting, the three girls were scared stiff!
They scattered on the spot!
And even shut the fire door behind them.
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