Getting the best from Tarkov

I picked up the phone and opened the message. It turned out to be a message from Ermao.

"Liao Fan, want to play games? Tarkov has a new mode."

"Hmm? Um...Okay, come...wait a minute, how do you know my name?"

"Huh? Oh, you mentioned that before, did you forget?"

"Did I mention that?" Looking at Ermao's reply, Liao Fan was a little confused for a moment, but it was not a particularly important matter.

Without any hesitation, Liao Fan first glanced at Okatani Aoi who had already left the room, then stood up and locked the door, then turned on the computer and logged into the game and YY.

Standing in the hiding place, Liao Fan was sorting his equipment while chatting with Ermao on his watch.

"What's the new model you're talking about?"

"It's not a new mode, it's just a carnival at the end of the day. You'll see the lab later. You don't need a keycard to enter the lab anymore, and there are zombies all over the map now."

"What the hell? Zombies?"

After hearing Ermao say this, Liao Fan became even more confused. How come zombies appeared?

"Yes, and now those boy band leaders will no longer actively attack players, including those Raiders."

That's quite interesting. So, if we enter Tarkov now, we just need to deal with the other players inside. Wouldn't that make us money easily?

After telling Ermao about his thoughts, he was silent for a few seconds, then said cryptically, "I guess so, but I suggest you bring plenty of bullets. A shotgun would be best. An MP-153 or 155 would be fine."

Hearing what the other party said, Liao Fan hesitated for a moment, but still obediently picked up a modified MP-155 from the weapon box.

After Liao Fan's modification, the barrel of this gun was replaced with a short 510mm barrel, and even the front and rear stocks were replaced with polymer materials to reduce the overall weight of the gun.

The muzzle was originally equipped with a hexagonal sharp claw flash suppressor, but in the end, for some unknown reason, it became a SilencerCo Salvo silencer.

After modifying the muzzle and weighing the gun in his hand, Liao Fan reluctantly put the MK47 he was carrying on his back back into the weapon box, and casually took out an MP7 and 4 extended magazines from it.

After finishing the sorting, Liao Fan looked at the No. 12 arrow-shaped shotgun shells stuck on his chest, hesitated for a moment, and then grabbed several handfuls of shotgun shells from an ammunition box specially for shotgun bullets and stuffed them into his backpack. A rough estimate showed that there were about 200 rounds.

However, when Liao Fan and Ermao entered the laboratory, they found that they seemed to have oversimplified the problem.

Just after coming down the stairs, before Liao Fan reached the black card room, he heard several pistol shots coming from the direction of the blue card room.

In addition, there were also very strange roars.

Looking back at Ermao who was following behind him, Liao Fan asked uncertainly, "Mao'er, is this the zombie you were talking about?"

Hearing Liao Fan's question, Ermao, who was also holding a shotgun, at least looked back at Liao Fan, threw down a word, and then ignored Liao Fan, staring at the end of the corridor with a focused look.

Seeing Ermao was always looking in the direction of the blue card, Liao Fan was also a little confused, but at this time the door of the black card room had been unlocked, so he did not think much about it, but concentrated on searching for the syringes scattered on the ground.

He walked around the isolation room in the middle twice and picked up all the needles in the black card room. Before Liao Fan could walk out, he saw Ermao suddenly rushing in with a panicked look.

Seeing this, Liao Fan immediately took out his MP7 and pointed the gun at the door of the black card room.

Before he could ask, he saw a bald scientist covered in blood running past the door of the black card room.

Seeing this, Liao Fan was stunned at first, then he looked suspiciously at Ermao who was also holding up his gun nearby, and asked uncertainly: "Is this why you ran in here?"

Seeing Liao Fan's superficial expression, Ermao knew that he didn't understand the situation. He had no choice but to explain to Liao Fan, "There's a new game mode now. The one who just ran over was a zombie. I ran back not because I was afraid of him, but because there were so many outside."

A lot? How much more can there be?

Although Liao Fan didn't care much about Ermao's words, he didn't say much on the surface. He just walked to the door of the black card room cautiously with his submachine gun.

But after he stuck his head out for just a moment, he quickly retracted it, and cold sweat immediately ran down his back.

Outside the black card room, a large group of strange-looking people came running in from nowhere.

Among these people, some were the original researchers of this laboratory, some were Tarkov natives wearing ordinary T-shirts or Scav vests, and some were raiders wearing tactical chest mounts and holding crowbars in their hands.

Although no one was holding a gun, just by glancing at the number of people, one could roughly estimate how many people were standing outside the door. There were more than 20 people.

There were more than 20 people with strange expressions crowded in the small corridor, and Liao Fan was also frightened.

Is this what they call a zombie?

Thinking of this, Liao Fan quickly raised his arm and checked his body's various indicators through his watch.

Seeing that nothing happened, Liao Fan felt relieved for the time being.

Seeing that Liao Fan had already seen the spectacular scene outside, Ermao also walked over quietly and said in a low voice: "Liao Fan, wait a moment, you go first, I will set up the gun for you, and we will take turns shooting, otherwise I am worried that the enemy will rush over when I am reloading.

Besides that, try to use weapons with silencers, otherwise all the zombies in this lab will be attracted here."

Hearing Ermao say this, Liao Fan suddenly felt lucky. Fortunately, he had changed the flash hider on the shotgun into a silencer before coming. Otherwise, with the noise made by the MP-155, it might really attract all the zombies.

After confirming the route of action with Ermao, Liao Fan walked out with a submachine gun in hand.

When Liao Fan just stuck his head out of the black card room, a sharp-eyed zombie immediately saw him. Then, a roar that was not like a human roar came out of the zombie's mouth.

This roar was like a signal, and all the other zombies around him turned around and looked at Liao Fan in an instant.

Being stared at by so many zombies at once, Liao Fan was frightened again. However, he was mentally prepared and did not panic. He raised his gun and pulled the trigger in an instant, almost as if it were a pre-programmed procedure.

Along with the flames from the muzzle, 4.6*30mm caliber submachine gun bullets shot out from the black muzzle like meteors.

These deadly bullets cut through the air at an astonishing speed, carrying with them a scorching breath and powerful impact, and instantly penetrated into the body of the hideous zombie outside the door.

With a few muffled "puff" sounds, the bullets mercilessly tore through the zombie's tough muscle tissue and embedded deeply into its bones and internal organs.

A cloud of black blood and broken flesh splattered from the bullet site, flying in the air.

And something strange happened.

As the bullets shot in, the corpses did not fall to the ground for a while. A volley of bullets only splashed small streams of reddish-brown blood on their bodies, and there was no other effect.

At this moment, Ermao's voice came from behind Liao Fan: "Shoot them in the head! Idiot! They are not living people! It's a waste of bullets to shoot at the body!"

Along with Ermao's voice came the sounds of shotgun blasts.

One bullet after another flew past Liao Fan's cheek from the left side. Although the accuracy was not as good as Liao Fan's MP7, the 12 bullets formed a cone and splashed towards the upper body and head of the zombie. With luck, a few bullets would hit the head.

In this way, almost one bullet can take down a zombie on average, which is much more efficient than the MP7 in Liao Fan's hand.