"I see" Liszt's eyes glanced at the monster's waist.
There were two fist-sized penetrating wounds, broken bones and shattered internal organs, and the black-red blood was still flowing outside.
The 1887 shotgun, with its thumb-thick muzzle pointed at the back of the monster's head, was attacking at close range.
Lister believed even more in the antique gun in his hand.
As if it had foreseen its own death, the monster was still panting heavily, and a slight growl was still coming from its mouth that was torn apart by the bullet.
But Liszt showed no mercy at all, because he still felt uneasy in his heart, and this uneasiness also made him pull the trigger hard.
"Bang" The dull sound of gunshots instantly appeared in the black muzzle, and a dazzling light suddenly appeared in this dim space.
The standard 12-gauge smokeless shotgun used in the 1887 shotgun instantly exploded in the back of the monster's head, blasting the white brain and black-red blood everywhere.
Similarly, Liszt, who was less than half a meter away, was also splashed on his body and face, and a fishy smell instantly filled his nostrils.
But Liszt didn't say anything more.
He just glanced hard at the monster's head, which had half of its head lifted open.
After confirming its death, he quickly walked towards the nearby apartment with the Winchester 1887 shotgun. , and at the same time said quickly to John and the others behind him: "Let's get out of here, hurry up" "Understood."
John and the other three stared blankly at the corpse of the monster lying on the ground, still twitching slightly.
They subconsciously clenched the AKS74U short assault rifles in their hands, for fear that the terrifying monster would stand up again.
But after hearing Liszt's order, they followed immediately without any hesitation.
The gunfire just now was extremely abrupt in this quiet neighborhood.
If it was during a war, someone might have come quickly and searched carefully.
Facing a monster like this, they didn't believe it would attract a group of people, but when they saw two fist-sized penetrating wounds on the monster's waist, they were already quite shocked.
As those who had attended professional military academies, been on the front lines and experienced real wars, they could of course instantly see how those two penetrating wounds were formed.
And seeing this monster's burly body and streamlined shape, I already knew what made it move so slowly.
"Safe, no suspicious targets found."
They were all squatting in the corridor of a corridor.
It seemed to be in disrepair.
Although there were lights, it was still dim.
John carefully leaned against the wall, glanced left and right, then nodded towards Liszt and the others behind him, and sighed with some relief: "God, what is going on?
Has the door to hell been opened?"
"?"
"It does look like it when you open it.
This gray mist looks like it comes from hell."
However, the corner of Liszt's mouth curled up into a sneer.
His eyes slowly glanced at the corridor.
Although it looked old, it had the same structure as the apartment he lived in before, and then he put down the Winchester 1887 Powder in his hand.
Shotgun, took out a towel he brought at home and wiped the black-red blood on his face, and said slowly and somewhat complicatedly: "But what exactly is this hell really needs to be investigated."
Putting down the towel that was stained with black and red blood, Lister did not hesitate to put it aside.
At the same time, he took out the No. 12 arrow-shaped shotgun and stuffed it directly into the Winchester 1887 shotgun.
He exerted force with both hands, and there was a "click" sound of loading the gun.
He stood up and took a deep breath, but asked without knowing why: "What time is it now?"
"Uh, let me see what.
The time is now half past five in the afternoon."
John and the other three obviously didn't understand what Liszt said.
They looked at Liszt in a daze for a few seconds.
Then John suddenly remembered the watch on his wrist, rolled up his sleeves, took a look, and immediately raised his head and said: "It's going to be night soon, Mr.
Lister, do we have any other plans?"
"No, no, and I'm not asking about the time, but what year AD it is."
Looking at the mottled walls on both sides, Liszt had a strange expression on his face, and he looked at John, Albin, and Jack behind him, and his gaze made the three of them feel their hearts pounding.
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I couldn't help but jump a little faster.
But Liszt smiled and answered a complex question to himself: "Haha, 2059 AD."
"Of course it's 2059, Mr.
Lister, what's wrong with you?"
Looking at each other, John and the three of them subconsciously took half a step back towards Liszt.
Especially when faced with Liszt's complicated and strange expression, they even subconsciously raised the AKS74U short assault rifles in their hands.
His eyes quietly glanced at the Winchester 1887 shotgun in Liszt's hand.
He couldn't help but swallowed and asked slowly: "Mr.
Liszt, are you okay?"
"Well, it's okay."
Seeing the nervous expressions on John's and the others' faces, Lister shook his head and smiled, and slowly put down the Winchester 1887 shotgun in his hand.
He looked at the surrounding environment and picked up the shotgun.
The backpack on his back was still in a corner.
He squatted on the ground to lean on and said slowly: "I just thought of something."
But seeing that they were still very cautious, Liszt smiled bitterly and shook his head, looking at them and sighing: "What are you afraid of?
Can I turn into the monster just now and kill you?"
Liszt did not continue to stimulate them, but relied on On the backpack, he closed his eyes and seemed to fall asleep, but he still reminded: "Let's take a rest for half an hour, remember to leave someone on guard."
“good” Only then did John, Jack and Albin react.
They slowly lowered the AKS74U short assault rifle that was pointed at Liszt in their hands.
However, they did not dare to release the safety directly.
Instead, they were two meters apart in the corridor.
Three meters apart, each squatted in a corner.
After experiencing that terrifying monster, they once again returned to their hearts as veterans who had undergone rigorous military training.
They now seemed to be trapped in a city behind enemy lines.
Enemies could rush in and kill them at any time, so they were all extremely cautious.
Of course, they are all retired soldiers who have undergone strict military training.
Their vigilant attitude at this time made Liszt feel relieved about them.
But at this time, his attention was not on the outside world.
The previous system prompts made his heart feel like a mess of threads, leaving only a sense of absurdity.
Even though the Winchester 1887 shotgun is a shotgun, its close-range firepower can leave a huge mark on even a one centimeter steel plate, not to mention that the monster's skull is just a little harder.
But as the monster's head exploded, not only Liszt's brain and blood were splashed all over him, but also the notification sound from the Call of Duty system made the originally calm man almost lose his temper.
"Kill the Deathclaw test body x1 and get 1,000 points."
The simple system prompt was almost exactly the same as when he used his pistol to kill those Mexican guerrillas.
But even so, Lister still remembered that when he killed those Mexican guerrillas, they were clearly Mexican guerrillas, and they belonged to humans, not this kind of inhuman creatures called death claws. 12 were shot twice at close range.
The large-caliber heavy machine gun hit the waist, causing two fatal penetrating wounds.
It was just more difficult to walk, and there was even room for attack.
Large-caliber heavy machine gun, even if it is 5.
If the rifle bullet hits an important part of the torso, he will probably lose his combat effectiveness.
"Deathclaw test subjects, this world" With his eyes closed, Liszt felt the coldness of the ground, but he held the Winchester 1887 shotgun tightly in his arms.
Thinking of the appearance of the monster before and some memories of his previous life, he couldn't help but smile.
He smiled slightly, but then he gritted his teeth and said, "This is getting more and more interesting."
When he connected a series of international events he encountered when he came to this world, Lister might be able to deduce that there was a lack of Far East China as the first force under the two poles to act as a buffer between the two poles.
But when this Death Claw appeared, countless major international events that he had known about or even come into contact with personally, at this moment, really made him feel dumbfounded.
He thought it was simply ridiculous, so ridiculous that it made him feel uncomfortable.
The feeling that he had nowhere to escape.
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"Energy was lacking, and the struggle for hegemony between the United States and the Soviet Union began to secretly conflict.
The Middle East and the European Union went to war over oil resources.
The United States invaded Mexico because of oil resources.
Israel was attacked by nuclear weapons.
The Middle East began to legalize nuclear weapons."
Just by closing his eyes, Liszt could quickly think of the major events that had happened in recent years.
Whether it was North America or the Middle East and Europe, he could list them all one by one.
But he was thinking about these things, and even knew what happened next: "Next year in 2060, public transportation around the world will be shut down due to lack of fuel, the war in Europe and the Middle East will end, and six years later in 2066, the U.S.
-Soviet negotiations will completely break down, and the Soviet Union will invade that year.
Alaska pushed hard, but due to oil shortage, it did not completely kill the United States.
In 2074, the United States developed a new type of armor to resist the Soviet attack and open up a battlefield in the Soviet Union."
Slowly listing the major events that would happen every year in his mind, Liszt couldn't help but reveal a wry smile.
His head finally calmed down, because he suddenly realized that something seemed different.
Swallowing gently, Liszt slowly opened his eyes and smiled bitterly in a low voice: "This world has changed to the United States and the Soviet Union fighting for hegemony."
Liszt opened his eyes and looked at the mottled wall on the top of the wall.
He still couldn't help but sigh and gritted his teeth and said: "But the final result is still the same, isn't it?"
He thought about what he had heard.
A series of rumors, the wry smile also turned into perseverance in his eyes: "Those shelters have gradually begun to be built":