Chapter 278 Holding a Chicken Feather as an Arrow

Through the infrared night vision goggles, Ling Mo could clearly see the expression changes on the big man's face.

He looked at Ling Mo unhappily, rolled his eyes and ignored him, then turned to the other team members and said, "Hehe, didn't you hear Captain Xia's order clearly?"

The big man moved out of Xia Zhining, and the team member's voice immediately withered.

"But what brother Ling said makes sense..."

No one wants to go back and face those mutated zombies, even if they can catch their breath.

"Then do you listen to him, or Captain Xia?"

The big man spat on the ground and said.

The team members hesitated for a while, and one of them asked Ling Mo in a low voice: "Why don't we go back together? After all, it was the captain's order..."

"I'm here to cooperate with you, not to listen to your captain's command."

Ling Mo said directly: "Besides, at this time, rather than rigid orders, I would rather make a judgment based on the specific situation that I think is appropriate. If you want to go back, you can go by yourself. My girlfriend and I will go to the carriage Wait."

It seems that these players are not clear about his role positioning. It's okay even if he doesn't obey Xia Zhining's order, this order has nothing to do with him.

When they heard that they were going to turn around and go back by themselves, these team members were stunned.

They were afraid of Xia Zhining, but they cherished their own lives even more.

After looking at each other, these people silently stood beside Ling Mo, expressing their positions.

The big man was about to say something, but he didn't expect his companions to "betray" him so quickly, and his face turned red with anger. I feel instantly face-smeared.

"Grass! A bunch of cowards! Really embarrassing us Falcon!"

He is very loud. The tone is angry. He even slammed his fist on the wall, making a muffled "bang".

"This man's anger is really big... He is not afraid of attracting zombies after such a toss. It is obvious that he uses chicken feathers as arrows..."

Ling Mo glanced at him speechlessly, snorted coldly, and said flatly, "Then it's over if you go back by yourself?"

The big man choked on these words and swallowed the rest of the curse,

He stared at Ling Mo with wide eyes, sneered, and said:

"Hehe, I'm talking to my teammates. What does it have to do with you as an outsider? This order is not your business, but their business."

He raised the muzzle of the gun calmly, thinking that no matter how strong these superpowers are, their bodies are also very fragile, and they collapsed with one shot.

As long as he holds a gun, he has confidence.

The actions of his teammates made him blame Ling Mo for his anger.

Although he was angry, the big man didn't shoot rashly. His action is more of a threat.

"You pointed a gun at me?"

Ling Mo immediately caught his movement keenly.

A burst of anger rushed up immediately, Ling Mo made a sudden move, and the big man put his finger on the trigger without hesitation.

But at this moment. However, he suddenly felt the pain in his head as if being pierced by hundreds of needles at the same time, and his fingers immediately lost their strength.

"Boom!"

Ling Mo kicked up. He kicked the big man's belly hard.

The big man of nearly two hundred catties flew upside down after being kicked by Ling Mo like this, and landed two or three meters away.

"I'm stupid!"

While coughing violently, the big man struggled to stand up, spat out a mouthful of blood, and cursed loudly.

Before he could react, he kicked in the same position again.

After landing heavily this time, a mutated zombie suddenly rushed out from the darkness behind him.

This mutated zombie seemed to have been seriously injured, the bloody half of his body had stopped bleeding, and his muscles were constantly wriggling, quickly repairing the wounds he suffered.

As soon as he appeared, he threw himself directly on the big man from behind, hanging completely on his back.

Before the big man, who was dizzy, came back to his senses, he felt a sudden sharp pain in the back of his neck.

"Ah! Ah! Save me! Save me!"

The others raised their guns one after another, but the big man and the zombie were stuck together so tightly that they couldn't shoot at all.

Amidst the severe pain, a trace of gray defeat flashed in the eyes of the big man.

Even if he survived, he would die. If Ling Mo hadn't kicked him to this place, how could he have been attacked...

A strong hatred made the big man's eyes turn red. He raised his gun sharply and pointed it at Ling Mo again.

"Tm! You are buried with me!"

But at this moment, the mutated zombie suddenly wrapped his arms around his head.

"Crack!"

After a soft sound, the big man's head was immediately twisted into a strange angle.

His eyes widened, and he fell down unwillingly.

After one shot, the mutated zombie was blasted out immediately, and would not get up again.

"If it wasn't for his loud voice, how could he attract undead zombies?" Ling Mo shook his head and said.

This incident was obviously an accident, but seeing Ling Mo's calm and composed expression, one couldn't help feeling it.

It seems that all of these are in his calculations...

This feeling made everyone present shudder secretly. They looked at each other and saw strong fear in each other's eyes.

"It's his own fault..." one of them whispered.

Several other people also nodded. Although they couldn't tell the truth of the matter, they had already reached a consensus on the matter.

This kind of performance was exactly what Ling Mo wanted to see. Only by using this kind of method could these pretentious elites be truly intimidated.

The front of the carriage is relatively safer, but it is not absolute. Ling Mo needs these people to be obedient, not just follow him to survive.

"I don't know if other zombies have been attracted, let's go quickly."

Ling Mo lifted the backpack up and said.

He took two steps forward and looked back at them again: "If anyone else wants to leave, please do so."

Of course, these people would not make fun of their own lives. After leaving Ling Mo, they might not even have a chance to shoot when they encounter mutant zombies.

When the three daughters of Ye Lian passed by them, these people also showed a look of awe.

The tyrannical strength of the three of them also impressed these people deeply, subverting their previous impressions.

"Now who dares to say that those three beauties are oil bottles..."

"Fuck, shut up quickly. Now who says who is an idiot!"

After going out from the corner, Ling Mo noticed that in the chaos just now, they ran near the business district of the subway station.

But it's not too far from the station hall, and a group of people trotted along the wall silently.

Ye Lian reached out and grabbed Ling Mo, and said in a low voice, "I... I'll lead the way... I saw the road map when I came in."

"Okay." Ling Mo immediately showed a gratified smile, nodded and said.

The memory ability of the zombies is indeed extremely strong. Although they only glanced at it once, Ye Lian quickly led them out in the dark as if he had been here countless times.

There were also some ordinary zombies on the road. Although the team members were awakened by the mutated zombies and panicked, they still showed good combat effectiveness when facing ordinary zombies.

These ordinary zombies were all dealt with without Ling Mo's action.

Soon, the eerie subway train appeared again in front of him.

Ling Mo and the others stopped after passing the ticket gate, squatted in a corner and waited quietly for others to appear.

With Ling Mo's mental tentacles sticking out like an antenna, no matter whether it was a person or a zombie, they could be spotted immediately.

However, the rapid consumption of mental power forced Ling Mo to pull Shana into his arms, and then kissed her deeply.

"Ahem..."

These team members immediately noticed this scene, and immediately showed a look of extreme envy.

Under the pressure of life and death crisis, everyone wants to imitate Ling Mo and kiss passionately with the one they love.

This is not only a release of stress, but also a stronger motivation to survive.

But it's a pity that there were three beauties present, but Ling Mo was the only one who could kiss them.

One of the teammates turned his head to glance at his companion, who was also staring at him.

After the two looked at each other, one of them immediately trembled and said, "Get lost, don't think of me!"

"Damn, if you don't want to, how do you know what I'm thinking!" (To be continued...)