Chapter 418: Special Operations of the U.S. Army
The American FC, a special forces unit of 100 soldiers, is cautiously advancing on the outskirts of the city.
More than 100 million viewers around the world are watching live game broadcasts, and the number of fans in the live broadcast room has surpassed that of all streamers' live broadcast rooms in one fell swoop, becoming the most watched live broadcast room at present.
In other words, the U.S. military is also powerful, and at this time, it actually knows how to make some extra money by opening a live broadcast......
Judging by the live footage, the unit is luxuriously equipped, with each person equipped with M16 automatic rifles, M9-style pistols, M26 grenades, as well as some flashbangs, tear gas, gas canisters, water bombs and smoke grenades.
At present, people still do not understand the physiological structure of zombies, and a variety of grenade equipment also plays a role in finding the weaknesses of zombies to a certain extent.
What if a grenade can't kill a zombie, but a flashbang works, no one can say for sure, so bring all kinds of tactical grenades with you
The night is thick, and if you don't look closely, it's really not easy to spot such a quietly advancing force.
A soldier part-time became a commentator.
"Hello everyone, my name is Tommy, and now we are on the outskirts of FC and we will start a search around here. ”
"We're close to the target! Hopefully we can find a lone one. ”
Tommy's commentary was a bit stiff, but the audience didn't mind.
"Damn, I think I heard something!"
Not far away, there was a sound of unknown objects colliding.
The sudden sound made everyone suddenly highly nervous, and the troops quickly stopped, and the cat bent down to carefully identify the source of the sound.
Tommy's voice was lowered, his breathing became a little rapid, and the eerie and dark environment around him, and everyone knew that a zombie could suddenly pounce on some dark corner at any time, which made the audience nervous.
Dozens of seconds passed, and a similar sound did not reappear.
"Damn!" Tommy couldn't help but curse.
The troops began to quickly group in small groups of 10 people, and after dividing into ten groups, they quickly dispersed.
The anchor's group is special, consisting of 20 people, and it is estimated that it is mainly to protect the anchor.
The group of 20 also began to move slowly towards a nearby gas station.
It seemed that the gas station was only about 50 meters away from them, but the team was moving extremely slowly.
You find the zombies first, and the zombies find you first, these are two different things.
With every obstacle that can be concealed, the squad covers each other, switches, and moves forward cautiously. I don't know if it's because I'm too nervous, or to avoid exposure, Tommy hasn't explained for the time being.
Fortunately, the picture from the helmet makes it easy to feel like you're there, and it doesn't really need Tommy's jerky commentary.
Just as everyone was moving towards their destination with all their attention from Tommy's point of view, Tommy's walkie-talkie rang.
"Forty meters from the starting point, we met a zombie, asked for help, asked for help! Oh no! Now it's two, no, four! Three of our team members were killed. ”
A team has encountered zombies! And depending on the situation, some team members have been killed, and the nerves of the audience have also tensed.
On the intercom, someone commanded, "All squads, return to their previous positions, Team F is delaying time! After 20 seconds, it will be lost and led back to the troop assembly place!"
The camera begins to shake rapidly, and the audience can clearly hear Tommy's rapid gasps.
Tommy's team is also quickly gathering at the starting point.
"Everyone, get ready to fight, it's four zombies at the moment, hit the limbs, don't get a headshot, I repeat, don't get a headshot!"
The distance of dozens of meters became very close in the wild run, and after more than ten seconds, the troops had completed their assembly and formed a defensive formation, and everyone took up their weapons in the direction that Team F left.
"All on BATTLE!"
Tommy's graphics were immediately changed to 3D mode.
A few seconds later, 50 meters away, on the street corner, the figure of six soldiers appeared. Earlier they said that three people were killed, but now it seems likely that there is one more person killed, and there are only six of them.
"Damn, they're too fast!" they shouted, sprinting as they sprinted toward the main force.
In less than two seconds, behind the six soldiers, five black shadows appeared.
When they saw these five figures, the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help but gasp.
These 5 black shadows, with hideous faces and tattered bodies, their reddish-brown eyes full of thirst for blood.
Everyone knows this kind of thing, zombies, and finally appeared, less than 50 meters away!
"Uhh
The zombies roared, their vocal cords grinding hoarsely between their throats.
The black-brown muscles of their bodies are exposed, and when they see a large number of humans not far away, their reddish-brown eyes are full of longing and excitement.
When the muscles on the zombie's body contracted, it reached the extreme, like a spring that was pressed to the top, and the next moment, when the spring that was compressed to the limit bounced open, the zombies exploded with amazing speed.
"Ahh......h
The other three zombies continued to run at great speed.
"Damn it, shoot!" a soldier who had witnessed the death of his companion shouted at the troops, and at this rate, it was clear that he would not have time to get back to the group.
But this is still a little bit short.
"Bastard, why don't you shoot!" The F-Team men were only one step away from death, and if their comrades reached out and pulled them at this time, they might be able to save them from the brink of death.
However, the guys on the other side, some of them actually stared at the zombies behind them, and some people didn't look at them, but no one shot them.
They didn't shoot because the commander-in-chief didn't give the order to shoot!
Tommy couldn't help but glance back at the field commander, a tall, muscular man in his thirties, with a resolute face and eyes fixed on the front.
"I'm sorry. ”
The Commander's whispered to himself happened to be caught by Tommy.
In the live broadcast room, people were silent.
It's a good game, but what's interesting is that people feel real in a game that they've never felt before.
In the movie, some people may have seen similar scenes, but no movie can shake everyone's heart as much as it does now.
They lurk forward with Tommy, face the zombies together, and experience the choices they make now.
Many people can't help but wonder, if I were a commander, would I watch my soldiers die like this?
The task of their army is to wait for live zombie samples, and if the distance is too far, the mission may not be successfully completed. But if they want to complete the mission and wait for the zombies to get closer, then they can only watch the fighters of Group F being killed by the zombies.
If you encounter such a situation in the real last days, how should you choose?
Suddenly, in the live broadcast room, "I'm sorry" began to be brushed out in various languages......
It seems that this is the answer in their hearts.
Without any obstacles, a distance of 20 meters is enough for the zombies to clean up the remaining 6 human soldiers.
Of course, the zombies are far more than just these 6 people, and there are 90 people waiting for them to enjoy a feast in front of them.
The soldiers were neatly arrayed, waiting for the zombie gate to continue to approach.
30 meters.
25 meters.
20 meters!
The speed of the zombies was unbelievable, and they pounced towards the phalanx.
18 meters.
15 meters!
"Shoot!" the commander finally ordered angrily, "Give me a good treat for these bastards!"
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