The time it took to modify the nail gun was not as long as imagined!
From the start of the system's modification of the nail gun to its complete modification, it took less than a minute.
During this minute, Ray was not idle either; he found a weapon for Liu Yuqing as well.
A very sharp watermelon knife!
What slightly surprised him was that when he handed the watermelon knife to the other person, Liu Yuqing did not hesitate at all and decisively took it, holding it in her hand.
Of course, he did not expect Liu Yuqing to be able to kill people, as long as she could protect herself and show the determination to fight and kill, that was enough.
"It seems she's indeed mentally prepared," Ray muttered to himself, turning around to pick up the newly modified nail gun in his hand.
"This feeling... so familiar!"
The moment he held the nail gun, a very familiar feeling emerged spontaneously, as if he was born to use it.
The next moment, gripping the indirect-acting nail gun, his gaze fell on a shelf two meters away, where a bottle of mineral water that had been drunk halfway was placed. Without even aiming, he pressed the trigger.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
He pressed the trigger three times in a row, and three nails shot out instantly, accurately hitting the mineral water bottle and piercing through it!
Liu Yuqing, who saw this scene, had her expression instantly freeze.
"So accurate!"
Putting away the nail gun, Ray looked at the water bottle pierced by the nails, a smile appearing on his face.
Although somewhat unbelievable, this result was also within his expectations.
He had been pondering this question before: he had learned that mixed martial arts skill, so did it also include the use of the nail gun?
Now, holding the nail gun and looking at the pierced mineral water bottle, the answer was clearly revealed: the use of the nail gun was indeed included!
Even though he had never used it before, he could handle the nail gun as if he was born to use it, mastering its operation with proficiency and, moreover, with great accuracy!
Afterwards, Ray refilled the nail gun's compressed air and replaced the three nails he had previously fired in the magazine, while asking Jarvis.
"Jarvis, how much longer until those people reach the second floor?"
"Four minutes, sir."
"Good!"
Everything was proceeding according to plan. Ray nodded, waved to Liu Yuqing beside him, "Let's go, we have about four minutes before those people arrive. Let's find a place to ambush."
"Okay!"
Liu Yuqing, looking at the young man she had met less than half an hour ago, felt an inexplicably solid sense of security, which was amazing, but she didn't think much about it.
...
On the third floor corridor!
Led by six security guards, a total of twenty-one survivors were gathering here.
"Bro, the noise from downstairs seems to have disappeared?"
"What do you mean 'seems'? It has disappeared, okay?" The head of the security guards rolled his eyes and backhandedly slapped him.
"So what do we do? That person might already be dead."
"Never mind, let's go down and check."
The head of the security guards adjusted his cap, said this with a stern look, and turned his gaze to the more than ten survivors who had been scared into a group by the noise from the first floor earlier.
"If things don't look right, let these people go up first, and we'll pull out directly!"
"Is... is that really okay? If the boss upstairs finds out, won't he kill us?"
"You know nothing. The reason those bosses took them in is to use them as cannon fodder. Otherwise, why would those bosses take them in when food is scarce in this apocalypse?"
"Yes, yes, yes... The captain is wise, and the bosses are wise."
"Alright, enough talk, follow me!"
The head of the security guards waved his hand, called out to those behind him, and led them towards the second floor.
Although it was only a few steps from the third floor to the second, they were very cautious, taking more than two minutes to successfully reach the staircase to the second floor.
"You go open the door!"
The head of the security guards tossed the keys to one of the survivors, his gaze not looking towards the second floor, but cautiously towards the first floor downstairs.
When he saw that the iron gate at the staircase entrance of the first floor was still intact and undamaged, he breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew his gaze.
Swish—
"Be smart, you guys. Since the iron gate on the first floor hasn't been damaged, those two people are very likely still alive!"
Watching the survivor unlock and slide the iron gate open, the head of the security guards tightened his grip on the iron rod, gave a few instructions, and then led the group into the second floor.
However, they hadn't walked far when the head of the security guards glanced at the iron gate leading to the first floor not far away, feeling somewhat uneasy. He turned his head to two survivors behind him and ordered, "You two, guard this iron gate. Everyone else, follow me to the furniture store."
With all the noise coming from the first floor earlier, he didn't want to return with captured people only to find the second-floor staircase already surrounded by zombies.
The two chosen survivors shivered, knowing guarding the staircase was akin to waiting for death.
If zombies from the first floor charged up, they would be the first to lose their lives!
But they dared not refuse and obediently went over to guard the entrance of the iron gate, their eyes fixed on the staircase to the first floor, not daring to stray.
Seeing this, the head of the security guards nodded in satisfaction and led the others towards the furniture store.
"Having been a security guard in the supermarket for so many years, it's really the first time I've discovered that this furniture store is actually so big."
Approaching the furniture store, seeing a hall filled with wardrobes, beds, tables, and sofas everywhere, the head of the security guards slightly furrowed his brows.
This undoubtedly greatly increased the difficulty of their search.
"You few, go search over there."
Given the current situation, although splitting up increased the risk, it could improve efficiency. He didn't want to spend another moment in this place, especially since zombies from the first floor could charge up at any time and tear them to shreds!
"Yes!"
The three people pointed out by the head of the security guards responded and turned to walk in another direction.
However, before they had taken a few steps, passing by a cabinet, a nail gun slowly extended from a corner.
Puff puff puff—
With three nails shot out, these three people were directly hit in the head by the nail gun, instantly killed on the spot.
After taking down these three, Ray didn't stop. His body flashed out from behind the cabinet, raising the nail gun and firing wildly at a few security guards who hadn't gone far and were facing away from him, along with their more than ten subordinates.
With his current proficiency in using the nail gun, even his indiscriminate shooting was very accurate.
Puff puff puff—
It wasn't until he had shot five more subordinates with the nail gun that the head of the security guards heard the sound of bodies hitting the ground, turned around, and saw Ray holding the nail gun, immediately getting angry.
"Damn it, hiding here, get him, kill him!"
Immediately, the remaining five survivors and six security guards, holding iron rods, charged at Ray with ferocity.
In response, Ray's eyes grew colder.
Puff puff puff—
Instantly, three more survivors and two security guards were hit by Ray in the head, killed on the spot.
"Holy shit..."
"Is this really a nail gun?"
Instantly losing five more people scared the remaining four security guards and two survivors, who hurriedly sought cover, not daring to charge at Ray again.
Click click click—
A few seconds later!
The sound of an empty nail gun from Ray's hand gave them renewed courage.
The head of the security guards stepped forward, tightly gripping his iron rod, his face wearing a fierce grin, "Haha, ran out of bullets, huh? Let's see what tricks you've got left, kid!"
"Everyone, together, kill this bastard!"