Zhang Xiaoqiang touched the hilt of the Jingwei sword on his back with his backhand, and glanced at the heavy machine gun ready to fire at any time. The old Jiefang was still passing through the wreckage of various abandoned vehicles. The zombies in front had gradually formed a scale. When Jiefang arrived, unless there was a bulldozer in front of it to open the way, it would not be able to pass anyway. []
The old Jiefang was blocked by zombies, and the men and women in the car and the children in the cab might be eaten by zombies. Thinking of the children in the cab, a picture flashed through Zhang Xiaoqiang's mind... Large blocks piled in the corner, white ceiling There are many colorful small flags hanging on the wall, and various cartoon stickers are pasted on the wall. There are messy white bones and small skulls, with black eye sockets staring silently.
Thinking of the children's ward in the small town, Zhang Xiaoqiang gritted his teeth, and he turned around and said, "This mission is close to death, do you dare to go?"
The two team members behind him stood upright and stared at Zhang Xiaoqiang, and then the driver in the cab and the shooter in the machine gun nest also ran to Zhang Xiaoqiang, standing and staring together with the other two team members.
"This time is very dangerous. I will lead you into the pile of zombies. If you are not careful, you may have no bones left. Of course, including me, this is not a planned task. I have no right to ask you to die. Those who withdraw now are not counted as deserters, and the treatment at the base remains the same.”
The four people didn't respond to Zhang Xiaoqiang's words, they just looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang silently.
Looking at the team members who didn't have a trace of fear in front of them, Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded... The off-road vehicle under him was getting bigger and bigger, and the closer to the ground, the more garbage and human bones there were. During the day, the heavy machine gunner around him constantly corrected the aiming baseline of the muzzle, trying to point the muzzle at the group of corpses in front of him as much as possible.
"Tatata..." The 53-type heavy machine gun beside him sprayed out nearly a meter long blue flame, and the deafening shooting sound kept hitting Zhang Xiaoqiang's eardrums, and the hot, thick and long bullet casings splashed on Zhang Xiaoqiang's legs.
Feeling the scorching temperature of the bullet casings, Zhang Xiaoqiang clamped the butt of the Type 56 gun around his waist and continuously fired at the corpses in front. The windows on the car body were rolled down, and the two black muzzles passed through the steel wires to fire outside.
The random stray bullets shot through the heads of the messy zombies beside the car, and as the zombies on both sides fell down one after another, the zombies in front fell down in rows like weeds.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's Type 5 and 6 continuously sprayed bright and shining 762mm bullets. The recoil from the gun stock made him tremble all over. He didn't know how many zombies the bullets he fired had shot down. The bullets were fired continuously, and the flying brass shell casings clanked loudly in the machine gun nest welded by steel plates, and the smell of gunpowder smoke from the machine gun kept stimulating his sense of smell.
"Tong..." The off-road vehicle flew up suddenly, "Beng..." The body of the vehicle hit the ground after a short stay in the air, and the huge bumps almost made Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was changing the magazine, fly out. He did it all at once On the hot shell casing, an empty clip in his hand flew out and landed on the crowd of corpses surrounding him.
Before he could get up, the off-road vehicle hit the corpse on the ground and flew up into the air before hitting the ground. The intensive gunfire ceased for a short while, and everyone except the driver was grabbing the bodywork around him. Fix it yourself. ""Pong..." A zombie was hit by the front of the car and flew several meters high, then fell to the side of the roadbed and turned over several times. Liberation Confluence.
The off-road vehicle hadn't driven half the distance, and countless zombies rushed out from the houses on both sides of the street. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't have time to think about why such zombies were hiding inside. With the sound of his gunshots, the heavy machine guns began to spray heavy bullets again. .
When the off-road vehicle passed the downstairs of a three-story building, a shadow flashed in the corner of Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes. Zhang Xiaoqiang pointed his gun there but found nothing. He continued to shoot.
"Touch..." There was a vibration on the roof of the car. Zhang Xiaoqiang only paid attention to the group of corpses in front of him. Zhang Xiaoqiang's eardrums vibrated continuously with the gunshots, and now he could no longer hear anything other than the gunshots.
After shooting a magazine empty, Zhang Xiaoqiang was about to change the magazine when he found that the heavy machine gun beside him was no longer firing. He turned his head, and the scene in front of him made his eyes tear.
A lean and strong s2 stood behind the machine gun nest on the roof. On its dark feet, ten barb-like toenails were tightly clasped on the roof skin, and the nails penetrated deeply into the iron skin. Although the off-road vehicle kept shaking, the small body of s2 stood firmly, and the body was constantly fine-tuned to adapt to the center of gravity.
Its half-foot-long claws clasped the machine gunner's neck, and the sharp claws cut into about half of the neck. Blood gushed out from the machine gunner's neck and dyed its claws red along the claws of s2. The machine gunner A big hole was pulled out of the military uniform and flesh on the chest, and the muscles around the white ribs rolled, and the bright red blood flowed outwards like a stream onto the yellow military uniform, soaking the clothes. I was twitching slightly, and my legs were still twitching non-stop.
s2 held the machine gunner with one paw, tilted his head slightly, and held a fist-sized heart in the other paw, and raised it high. Strands of blood dripped down into its big mouth full of fangs.
At this scene, Zhang Xiaoqiang was furious, and the fifth and sixth styles in his hand did not load the bullets. He held the hot barrel in both hands and threw it at s2.
The wood fragments on the broken mahogany butt were flying everywhere. As the butt broke, S2's forearm formed an angle of more than 40 degrees. S2 could no longer hold the machine gunner, and the heavy body of the machine gunner fell to the ground. There was a splash of blood on the roof.
S2's arm was broken, it was furious, the heart held in its claws was crushed, and the scarlet bloody claws with pieces of heart meat grabbed Zhang Xiaoqiang, "touch..." the steel receiver of the Type 56 submachine gun and its scarlet blood stained The claws of the s2 hit each other, the claws of the s2 were knocked back, and the parts of the receiver also scattered and fell on the roof of the car with a clanging sound.
"Touch..." s2 raised his foot and took a big step towards Zhang Xiaoqiang. The barb-like sharp nails on his feet made the iron roof of the car creak, and then swept back towards Zhang Xiaoqiang with another paw...
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