At first, Braylen Lin planned to repeat his old tricks, trying to use his strong physical fitness and the various weapons in his hands to resist, but later, his actions clearly revealed a feeling of overwhelm and inadequacy. .
Bullets flew everywhere and a lot of grenades were thrown, but they still couldn't stop the infected from suppressing him with a one-sided advantage. What's more, when he was fighting back, there was no suitable bunker nearby to hide in, and he had to avoid the attacks of the infected. If this happened to others, he would not be able to deal with it so calmly.
Infected people are tireless, but humans are not. Sooner or later, there will be a moment when their physical strength is exhausted.
In Braylen Lin's rapidly changing vision, he looked at the man standing in front of the "black wall" from a distance. His embarrassment was reflected in the man's inorganic eyes.
The man didn't smile. He clearly had Daxton Xu's appearance, but he didn't have Daxton Xu's trademark smile, the kind of smile that was either mocking, teasing, or malicious. This man is simply like a machine that has been programmed early in the process. He only numbly obeys a certain order, nothing more.
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