Destroyed Hope, Helicopter Crash!

There were a total of three cans of spam in the room. Qin Yang swallowed them all before he recovered.

Along with the feeling of fullness in his stomach, the feeling of weakness in his limbs and bones was swept away.

Along with the feeling of fullness in his stomach, there was also the feeling of extreme sleepiness.

Qin Yang checked the defensive measures in the room. After confirming that there were no problems, he leaned against the corner, held the steel knife in his hand tightly, and slowly closed his eyes.

It could be said that this was the first time Qin Yang felt so tired.

Even if he did not sleep through the night for several days, he was not half as tired as he was at the moment.

Qin Yang slept like a log.

Qin Yang did not know how long he slept until he was hit by a strong noise. Only then did he slowly open his heavy eyes.

"What is that?"

He used the steel knife in his hand to prop up his tired body and came to the window.

The noise came from the direction of the window.

Qin Yang looked out of the window and his eyes suddenly narrowed!

It was a helicopter!

Was it a rescue team!?

Qin Yang, who was still sleepy, suddenly woke up.

The building was full of mutated zombies. Without sufficient strength, it was impossible to walk out of the apartment.

Originally, Qin Yang planned to use the resources in the apartment to live in seclusion. He would only have the chance to leave the apartment after obtaining strong strength through the system.

However, the arrival of the helicopter changed his mind.

Would it not be good if he used the helicopter to leave?

Qin Yang did not know how long the helicopter would stay near his apartment. If it left, he might not be able to call the helicopter back even if he screamed his lungs out.

There was only a moment of opportunity, and it would only be left for those who were prepared!

Without any hesitation, Qin Yang picked up his steel knife and stepped out of the door.

Creak.

An ear-piercing sound came from the iron door.

If it was Qin Yang from before, he would probably still look around, afraid that the sound would attract other zombies.

However, the helicopter was near the roof of his building. Time was tight, so Qin Yang did not even have the time to be afraid.

Through his memories, Qin Yang knew that the apartment had a total of 18 floors. If he wanted to reach the rooftop, he had to take the stairs!

There were countless zombies waiting for him on the stairs.

"System, I want to check in."

"Beep! Beep! Beep!"

"Congratulations, host, you have successfully checked in. You have obtained a Bronze Grade Weapon: Desert Eagle!"

"Congratulations to host for obtaining an additional reward, 'Basic Gunfighting Technique'!"

Wave after wave of memories entered Qin Yang's mind.

Qin Yang suddenly opened his eyes. At this moment, he felt as if he was an old gunman who had been using a gun for more than ten years.

Qin Yang's pockets bulged and felt heavy. From within, he shockingly took out the brand new Desert Eagle and held it in his hand. It was as if Qin Yang had perfect control over it, and he was definitely not joking about where he was pointing.

Qin Yang nodded.

This was merely a beginner-level gunfighting technique, yet he already possessed such a skill. After he obtained the intermediate or advanced level gunfighting technique, would he be able to easily take the heads of enemies 800 meters away with a single shot?

Qin Yang checked the gun's magazine. There was a total of seven bullets, which meant that it was full.

If it was a Desert Eagle without bullets, to Qin Yang, it would really be a waste.

With the Desert Eagle and the steel knife, Qin Yang had more confidence to go to the top floor to ask for help.

Opening the fire door between the stairs, he walked quickly.

To reach the top floor of the 18th floor, there were a total of five floors. It took him 10 minutes to open the roof door.

Among them, Qin Yang met an ordinary zombie without mutation. Although its combat strength was not as terrifying as a mutant zombie, Qin Yang had to pay a huge price to kill that zombie.

There were only three bullets left in the Desert Eagle.

Looking at the helicopter still hovering in the sky, Qin Yang was overjoyed.

There was hope!

He was about to run up and shout for help.

However, at this moment, Qin Yang suddenly stopped and stared at the tail of the helicopter, frowning.

"It's over."

He saw smoke billowing out of the tail of the helicopter!

This helicopter was not here to rescue him, but to find a place to land!

Qin Yang shut his mouth and quickly closed the fire door that led to the rooftop!

Then, a huge explosion came from the fire door behind him.

The helicopter fell!

It exploded!

Qin Yang opened the door slightly and checked the situation outside.

He saw that the helicopter crashed and destroyed half of the roof.

The pilot in the helicopter had also been burnt to ashes.

Obviously, the pilot was dead.

"Damn it."

After the fire subsided, Qin Yang walked up and checked the situation in the helicopter.

Qin Yang was lucky. The dead pilot had the same model as the Desert Eagle in his pocket. They were 0.45 Bullets.

There were still a lot of supplies in the helicopter, but after the explosion, they were all turned into waste and could no longer be used.

Qin Yang took a look and took off the bulletproof vest on the burnt pilot's body to feel its thickness.

It felt very thick. As a simple bite-proof device, it should be pretty good.

After saying that, Qin Yang tied it to his left arm. If he encountered zombies again, he would be able to barely fight them with his steel knife, Desert Eagle, and the bite-proof device.

Even if he was no match for them, he would not be as miserable as before.

While Qin Yang was thinking, he heard footsteps coming from the corridor of the apartment.

It seemed that Qin Yang was not the only one who found the helicopter in the apartment.

Just as Qin Yang was about to leave, the dead body of the pilot in the helicopter suddenly twitched and made a loud noise.

Qin Yang suddenly turned his head and looked at the ruins of the helicopter.

The pilot was dead, right?

When the helicopter exploded, the sudden burst of flames would have instantly reached 800 degrees Celsius!

At this temperature, even a piece of iron would melt.

Moreover, a piece of the pilot's head had been blown off. Logically speaking, he should be dead.

Could it be that he had become a zombie?

This thought suddenly appeared in Qin Yang's mind.

Qin Yang swallowed a mouthful of saliva and slowly moved toward the pilot's body.

At that moment, the pilot's body suddenly opened his eyes!

Roar!

A zombie's roar came from the pilot's mouth!