acT52: Carnival Night (Part II) 'Da Da! A string of bullets struck the ground with sparks, and the white man realized that something was wrong here, and hurried to the aid of the girl with his gun.

Song Jiu and the two glanced at each other, waved their hands and threw out the steel knife, took advantage of the situation to roll on the spot to open the distance, stood up and ran away.

The girl looked around the camp where the ghost cried wolf, and knew that it was completely finished, and with the anger of burning everything, she grabbed the assault rifle of the white man and rushed after it.

It turned out that Song Jiu had always been happy about the size of the camp, but now he couldn't be happy, especially the road in the pigsty and vegetable greenhouse, which was narrow and difficult to walk, and there was no gunfire behind him, which really made people's heartstrings tense.

Most of the people had fled to the warehouse, and the camp on the riverbank was filled with figures at night, and the glorious fires of the past vanished, leaving nothing but chaos.

The resistance of the living corpses was completely declared a failure, the brick wall was lost, the broken wall was lost, the tide of rancid walking corpses swarmed in, the familiar roar resounded through the camp, and quickly spread to the entire square at an unbelievable speed, the corpses lying down were not enough to eat the surging corpse tide, and after a short pause, the group of walking corpses turned their guns again, stumbling and chasing in the direction of the fleeing corpses.

The three living corpses in charge of the broken saw that Caroline had disappeared, and the whole camp was gone, so they also gave up useless resistance, and the previous fierce battles caused the blood to surge, at this moment they were no different from ordinary living people, and they could not rely on the unique pheromones of living corpses to shield the walking corpses from invading, so they could only spread their legs and run for their lives.

Caroline was bent on killing the two wolf-rushing guys in front of her, ignoring the shouts of the white man behind her, and occasionally knocking out a few bullets to interfere with the fleeing duo while pursuing.

Seeing that he was approaching the warehouse, several figures suddenly rushed out of the door that exploded, standing in front of the door and sending out several dense bullet streams in this direction.

Song Jiu and Liu Yan were startled, and hurriedly rolled on the donkey, but when they raised their eyes, they saw Jiao Ziqian with a gun on his red face, and immediately got up and continued to escape.

The oncoming wave of bullets forced Caroline to stop at her feet, and at the risk of eating a few bullets, she fell to her knees, the butt of her rifle against her shoulder, and aimed at the boy who had escaped from the dungeon.

However, Liu Yan had expected her to have this move, and the whole person was close behind Song Jiu, treating herself as a human shield, and forcibly pushed Song Jiu into the warehouse.

Caroline, who was going to be disappointed, was annoyed, and vented all the bullets to a few militiamen who were covering at the door of the warehouse, Jiao Ziqian accepted it when he saw it, knowing that his marksmanship and the others were purely negative, and Song Jiu and the others had already returned, so they all shrank back with a whistle and went straight to the underground passage.

The speed of the walking corpses was still a big bruise, and the remaining five living corpses gathered in one place, and urgently adjusted the plan to force into the warehouse gate, and sure enough, they saw that there were still a few militiamen who were carrying materials without knowing whether they were alive or dead, and immediately shot and exploded a few heads.

Song Jiu, who had already gone down, hurriedly grabbed Jiao Ziqian, who was still going to grab supplies: "Don't move, withdraw!" Jiao Ziqian reluctantly glanced at the mountains of materials, pulled the dungeon door shut, drew a knife to jam the latch, and followed the fleeing troops into the narrow tunnel.

The five Caroline were in hot pursuit, smashing the wooden door with a few shots, and using the natural advantage of the living corpse's eyesight, they chased straight into the straight path, and a shuttle of bullets sprayed out, and another group of people turned on their backs.

Jiao Ziqian covered his buttocks and screamed in pain, holding a gun and was about to go back to make a fire, Liu Yan and Song Jiu pulled out alone, and when they turned around the artificially built passage, Song Jiu asked, "Is there anything that can blow up the tunnel?" ”

"No! There are not many bullets either! Jiao Ziqian said anxiously.

"What's going on outside the tunnel?" Song Jiu was still a little confused, and Liu Yan and a few militiamen with guns pressed the tail of the line, and from time to time threw a string of bullets towards the tunnel entrance to block the momentum of the living corpses.

"There is a car, I have also met Mengfan, a few cars should be able to fit if they are squeezed!" Jiao Ziqian was shot in the buttocks, and grinned as he ran: "What should Brother Jiu do, where are we going?" Song Jiu was speechless, how did he know where to go, but after he asked, he remembered a stubble, and hurriedly asked, "Did you go into the dungeon and see Hou Xiong?" ”

"Who is Hou Xiong?" Jiao Ziqian said strangely.

"It's the idiot who was torn apart by Luo Yu!"

"Oh, see, I ran out with the woman just now."

"Remember to grab him in a moment! The new place to settle is him! ”

"Bang bang!! Bang bang bang!! The living corpses chasing out of the tunnel interrupted the conversation with intensive firepower, and Song Jiu and the others hurriedly dispersed, retreating into the dark tomb, and lit a bullet to the side of the tunnel by feeling, and turned around and fled again while the living corpse did not show its head.

Caroline wasn't as angry as she used to be, and she's not stupid, so unless there's another bazooka to them, there's no way she'll be able to keep these people.

Since the people on the other side were able to enter the warehouse through the tunnel, presumably their car parked outside had also changed owners, and continuing to chase it was purely to scare people, and it would not be able to deal a substantial blow.

The blonde girl rolled her eyes and stopped the senseless pursuit, and when the other party fired, they stopped, and when the other party fled, they also followed forward.

Just one after the other, chasing and fleeing, Song Jiu and the others finally found out the damp and cold tomb and climbed up from the big pit.

A heavy-duty off-road truck and three pickup trucks lined up the front, their headlights illuminating the deep and lonely woods nearby, and countless mosquitoes flying up and down the headlights.

Luo Yu, Chef Niangjia, Mengfan, Effie and others were looking anxiously in the cab, and they all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Song Jiu and a few people crawling out with a head of dust.

Although there was no gunfire behind him, Jiao Ziqian did not dare to slack off, and swept the gun towards the bottom of the hole, buying everyone time to get into the car.

There were not many people who escaped, but there was still some pressure on the four cars, the women tried their best to squeeze into the carriage, and if they couldn't squeeze in, they stood in the pickup truck, and the militiamen also instantly possessed themselves, trying their best to hang themselves on the car, further increasing the weight of the car.

"You're back!" A figure took advantage of the gap between Jiao Ziqian and the others to change the magazine and jumped down the pit again, causing a cold sweat to several people.

"Slow scream, slow scream! Allah forgot about things!! The white fat man rushed down with a flashlight in his mouth, and a hungry pig pounced, plunged his head into the processing workshop at the entrance of the tomb, twisted his butt and squeezed in.

Song Jiu almost didn't come up in one breath, if it weren't for his meritorious rescue of the cook Jia Jia just now, he really wanted to leave him behind, so he had no choice but to continue to consume firepower with Liu Yan and Ziqian on the side of the tomb to help the white fat man delay time.

"Damn it, it's really worth money!" Jiao Ziqian scolded, he thought that this fat man was worried about the gold and silver in the tomb.

The five Caroline hid behind the grave tunnel, listened to their conversation with bated breath, frowned and gestured to the white man.

The latter understood, and leaned close to the round hole at the base of the tomb wall, his position was right in the blind spot of several people outside the pit, and he did not shoot back, so he did not attract attention.

The white fat man came out of the hole with a red face, and he didn't look behind him, carrying a handful of oiled paper bags in his arms, and strode towards the entrance of the cave: "Allah, come on!" Song Jiu and the others resisted the urge to kick him down, stopped the fire, and reached out to hold the clumsy white fat man.

"Help Allah get it!" The white fat man threw the oiled paper bag in his arms first, climbed up the dirt pit with his hands and feet, and watched the last trembling, but his fat body suddenly slipped down.

"You're endless!" Jiao Ziqian was anxious, scolding on his lips, but his body pounced and grabbed the white fat man's raised hand.

"Help me, save me!! Allah's ankle is pulled! The white fat man was so frightened that he grabbed Jiao Ziqian's hand, if it weren't for Liu Yan's quick eyes, I was afraid that Jiao Ziqian would have to be torn off the hole.

There was a sound of footsteps in the dead grave, and a few gunshots rang out, digging out a few holes under the places where several people were standing.

Song Jiu's face turned pale, and he estimated that it was a living corpse that came up, and hurriedly lowered his body and pulled out a string of bullets behind the white fat man, but in order to delay time, the white man lay on the ground with his whole body, temporarily cosplayed an ostrich, and hid his head in the shooting corner.

The gunfire in the tomb was gradual, and if he didn't leave, he was afraid that a few people would have to enter the range of firepower, Song Jiu gritted his teeth, turned the muzzle of the gun with his heart, and pointed at the gun that was still shouting

The white fat man of "Brother Nine Save Me". …… By the time Caroline climbed the hole, the overloaded pickup had writhed out of range, leaving only two clear ruts.

The blonde girl had a gloomy face, threw out a few words of national scolding hatefully, raised the muzzle of the gun as if venting her anger, the fire flashed, and the rifle bullet was emptied in an instant, and the branches and leaves scattered all over the tree fell.

It's no fun to chase, but it's good to get rid of the walking corpse behind her, the blonde girl frowned and pondered for a moment, probably had an idea in her heart, glared at her subordinates who had eaten the defeat, and strode out of the pit with a belly full of fire.

The four living corpse brothers were also dejected, muttering in their hearts

"Heaven will kill me, it's not a crime of war", but he didn't dare to show emotion on his face, pretended to look up at the skyrocketing fire in the direction of the camp, and hurriedly followed the eldest sister who left in a negative mood.

In the wilderness at the end of April, the night breeze shuttles through the woods with a bit of coolness, and the wind rolls up the fallen leaves, drifts through the yellow and clear bullet shells all over the ground, whirls, and falls lightly into the deep pit.

At the edge of the pothole, an oily paper bag moved gently with the flowing sand, and the 'bar' fell to the bottom of the pit, throwing up a cloud of white dust.

The bleak moonlight revealed a shy face from behind the dark clouds, and the cold light swept into the pit, reflecting half a miserable face.

(Vol. 1: Riverbank Fort, End)...