Chapter 167: Easy and Freehand
"Da Da Da ......"
Machine gun fire rang out incessantly, and the zombies fell one by one like harvested wheat.
The American GIs who opened the sunroof and mounted the machine gun on the roof of the car were like bullets that didn't want money, and they were shooting at the zombies on the road with impunity.
"Hey, Xiao Wang, you're wasting bullets like this......"
Li Biao and Gu Fujun are almost stupid.
They had never seen anyone squander bullets like this.
Even the most well-equipped base guards, when cleaning up zombies, they try to use cold weapons to deal with a small number of zombies.
It's the first time I've been walking on the road like this, watching zombies shoot unhappily.
Looking at the zombies who fell to the ground with accurate headshots, Li Biao felt as if his heart was dripping blood.
couldn't stand the torment, Li Biao still shouted at Wang Peng on the other side of the walkie-talkie.
In the middle of the night, Wang Peng's still indifferent voice sounded on the walkie-talkie.
"It's okay, we have plenty of ammunition."
The Red Alert Soldier's ammo refresh time is counted from the time they were summoned, so each soldier's ammo regeneration time is different.
Just in case, the team selected by Wang Peng was all summoned at the same time period, in other words, their ammo refresh time was also the same.
The Samsung Elite level is refreshed every 12 hours, and the Samsung Elite level is refreshed every 24 hours.
Right now, the ammunition of several American GIs is almost in the time period of refresh, in the spirit of not wasting it, how could Wang Peng let go of the zombies who played soy sauce on the road?
However, the number of zombies on this road is really quite large, although it will not cause the whole road to be blocked, but in many places, if there is no machine gun to open the road, vehicles have to detour.
This situation lasted for nearly half an hour, and it was also thanks to the fact that Wang Peng's car was full of three-star American soldiers, otherwise it would not be enough at all.
And in the past half an hour, Li Biao and the others were all in a state of bewilderment.
That's more than half an hour! Although it is not a continuous strafing fire, it can be roughly estimated that the number of shots is definitely in the thousands!
I have long known that Wang Peng and others are very strong, but no one expected that it would be so exaggerated.
Even Li Biao and others had a thought in their hearts that they couldn't laugh or cry.
With more than 1,000 rounds of ammunition, you can get a lot of things directly in exchange for supplies in the base, so why run out and work desperately?
And with the ability of a small mercenary group like theirs, the harvest of an operation may not be as valuable as the ammunition consumed.
If they could get their hands on the GI's LMG and open the magazine, they would be shocked to find that it was completely empty.
This is the special ammunition of the Red Police soldiers, which even Wang Peng cannot use, and ordinary people cannot understand it.
The consumption of nearly 1,000 rounds of ammunition brought Wang Peng a sum of income that was not much, but it was not a small amount.
More than 400 points.
Even if it is a three-star elite-level American soldier, it is also very difficult to aim and shoot at a high-speed vehicle, and he can maintain a forty percent headshot rate, which is already a quite terrifying hit rate.
For the current Wang Peng, with only more than 400 points, he doesn't pay much attention to it, and the reason why he deliberately does this is because the state of the red police soldiers is about to be refreshed.
Second, it is to bring some confidence to his mercenary partners......
After all, he provoked the so-called second largest mercenary organization, which made these teammates uneasy.
Sure enough, when they arrived at a relatively safe place and got off the bus for repairs, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Wang Peng and the Red Police soldiers.
opened his mouth, but Li Biao smiled bitterly.
He now has a faint feeling in his heart, is his choice wrong?
With the strength of Wang Peng's group, in this world full of zombies and monsters, they can run rampant, can they join a mercenary group like themselves struggling to survive?
"What exactly is your purpose?"
This question was asked by Li Biao in front of Wang Peng.
He is not an idiot, some words, some questions, are asked at the cost of his life.
Taking a deep breath, Li Biao casually pointed to the distance and said to Wang Peng: "Ahead, is the destination of our operation." ”
"In front, it is a small village and town, two days ago, most of the zombies in the village have left the village, and there are only a few dozen zombies in the entire village."
Listening to Li Biao's narration silently, Wang Peng squinted his eyes and looked at the outline of the village that could be seen faintly in the distance.
At this distance, you can't see the number of zombies in the village, but the large number of zombies along the way already speaks for itself.
Pouting, even Wang Peng couldn't help but feel a trace of envy in his heart.
It's really convenient to have a helicopter......
There were a large number of zombies on the road, and most of the zombies in the village had left the village two days ago.
The only way to easily obtain this information is to look down from the sky.
This effect is much better than Wang Peng's use of police dogs and radar to find the way.
The only fly in the ointment may be the horrific fuel consumption of the helicopter, right?
But even if you don't consider the gas stations in Chongqing, it is enough to use the fuel resources in the suburbs and villages for a long time.
"If it's going to be done, it's better to do it as soon as possible."
Gu Fujun added on the side: "Although this place is not a very cost-effective resource point, as long as you drive carefully, you can still easily rush in, I am afraid that it is not only us who are eyeing here, but also ......."
Before Gu Fujun finished speaking, Wang Peng had already waved his hand.
"Let's go in and have a look."
When Wang Peng said this, no one objected.
Because Wang Peng's tone of words is clearly to open the way ahead.
Someone is killing zombies in front, isn't that good?
In the blink of an eye, the remaining zombies in this small village and town with a population of only one or two hundred were cleaned up by several of Wang Peng's Red Police soldiers.
While searching for various resources in the house, Li Biao and the others kept sighing.
This is the first time they have acted so easily.
The sense of fear and urgency when facing zombies is gone, and it is as easy as shopping.
After confirming that there were no remaining zombies, all the members quickly dispersed, collecting all kinds of materials in the village as quickly and efficiently as possible.
"Is it so easy to search for supplies?"
Gu Fujun stuffed a string of farmhouse bacon into his arms while muttering to himself in a dream-like tone.
"It's so blissful."
Li Biao was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "Fu Jun, what do you think, what do Wang Peng's gang want to do?" ”