The decapitation of the sniper rifle was very effective, but the dull sound prompted the zombie hordes to recognize the location of the convoy. The speed at which they moved was not fast, and the high-level zombies who were faintly walking in front suddenly became the ghosts of Zhou Yuanqiang and Zhao Hongyuan, and they could easily deal with a high-level zombie with almost a single shot. Like zombies below level 2, it is not worth wasting sniper bullets, and their crystallization can only be exchanged for one bullet.

Now Zhou Yuanqiang finally knows why there are so many level 3 and 4 crystals in the settlement, because among these thousands of zombies, there are dozens of level 3 zombies. Among them, there are also level 4 zombies that are even more hidden, and there are several of them. If it is replaced by tens of thousands of zombies, or tens of millions of zombies, how many high-level zombies will there be? It's no wonder that when humans face the zombie horde, they can only retreat step by step, and they are not the opponents of the zombies.

A few minutes later, Zhou Yuanqiang shot a total of seven times, missed once, and killed five level 3 zombies and one level 2 zombie. The one time I missed, I encountered a level 4 zombie, its sensitivity was too high, it just disappeared in a flash, and a sniper like Zhou Yuanqiang, who was like half a bucket of water, still couldn't grasp the opportunity, resulting in a miss.

When the zombie group arrived, don't look at the number of only two or three thousand, but in the case of dispersion, it was still a large area of black pressure.

The mercenary leaders were not intimidated by the zombies that were twenty or thirty times more than their own, but they knew that most of the high-level zombies had been wiped out by sniper rifles, and it was basically impossible for ordinary zombies to rush through the defense station of the convoy. The surroundings of the car, along with the windows, were all fixed with steel bars, and there was no way for the zombies to shatter them.

"Put it in and hit it again, listen to it all, put it in within 30 meters and hit it again."

Qiu Guorui stood on the rock pillar, yelling at the car defense circle below, and pulled out a whispering submachine gun.

Under the strict formation, the zombie appeared quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it arrived in front of him, like a black shadow, pressing towards the convoy. Needless to say, Zhao Hongyuan's sniper rifle, but even the sniper, because the atmosphere was a little depressing, even the level 2 zombies in the zombie group became his target.

Zhou Yuanqiang was a little heartbroken, like Zhao Hongyuan, but he was responsible for it, seeing that he didn't even let go of the level 2 zombies, these wasted bullets were a big loss. It's just a flash of thought, no matter how much money you have, it's also earned by people, and of course you have to spend it. Safety is the most important thing, anyway, as long as the goods are safely delivered to the Grand Canyon settlement, the waste of bullet money can be ignored.

Everyone was still calm, the recruits were sweating palms, but the veterans seemed very relaxed, and some even took a moment, took out a water bottle from their waists, and took a leisurely sip.

"Everybody prepares ......"

The mercenary leaders yelled as the zombies reached fifty meters. The hideous faces of the zombies are right in front of you, and you can clearly see their rotten facial features, tattered bellies, and mutilated limbs. The clothes of the zombies have been rotting and falling off for a few years, and only the scattered zombies are still hanging with some cloth, which can vaguely be identified as the villagers who have relocated from this area.

In the sound of neat gun swings, the shouts of the leaders were heard again: "Lock on the target of the first shot." ”

Everyone's eyes were squinted, and they were looking for their first target. If it weren't for the sudden attack of zombies, it would still be easy to deal with this kind of zombie that knew in advance. There are even some people who are taking advantage of the mobility of the car to constantly distance the zombies, and they can grind hundreds of zombies one by one with a few people.

"Uh......h The muffled sound of "...... sounded, perhaps because of the human beings in front of them, and the zombies' movements became crazy.

"Prepare ......" Qiu Guorui stood up, roared, and at the moment when the zombie entered thirty meters, he slashed his raised hand and roared: "Fire ......"

The dense guns suddenly rang out, like a torrential rain pouring on the tiles, knocking on people's hearts. The zombies at the front, their heads exploded in unison, like formed flowers. The charging corpses, like cavalry blocked by rejected horses, plunged headlong into the ground, and then were overwhelmed by the zombies behind them.

Experienced veterans always shoot accurately one shot at a time, trying to hit the zombie's head. And the rookies who have only participated in the fighters a few times, under the nervousness, are desperately holding the board machine in front of the zombie group, so that the micro-rush, automatic rifle, and light machine gun in their hands are pouring bullets.

Charging zombies, from time to time zombies will be hit in the head and fall headlong. More black bullets splashed on their chests and bodies, and then after a pause, they were knocked down by the zombies rushing behind them, fell to the ground, and were crushed by the zombies coming up from behind, causing chaos everywhere.

Thirty meters away, and the zombies don't know what fear is, the fierceness is not enough to describe their current charge. Like dumplings, they fell in rows, and were topped by those behind, and after just a few shots, they had already rushed in front of the convoy.

The first zombie's jet-black claws finally touched the surface of the car, and even scratched off a piece of the car's paint, but that was all. Condescending humans, all they need to do is turn their guns down, almost touching their heads, and then pull the trigger. With a "bang", the bullet pierced its head, and all the action froze and fell softly.

With the first, there will be a second and third. More and more zombies rushed to the edge of the defensive ring surrounded by the car, constantly hitting the surface of the car.

The car defense ring, which is almost entirely made up of trucks, is also equipped with steel plates in some vulnerable places. Don't talk about ordinary zombies, even zombies below level 3 or 4, there is no way to destroy them in a short time. Coupled with the weight of the truck itself, for a while, the zombies were stopped, so that they could only rely on instinct, constantly pushing the zombies in front of them, surging one after another, like waves, constantly slapping the truck position.

There were only a hundred mercenaries, who were sweating profusely at this time, and they didn't care so much when there was no danger, so they were all excited to pull the trigger with a gun, and easily blow up the heads of the zombies less than a meter away. It didn't feel like an encounter at all, it didn't feel like an impact, it was more like a target drill, a one-sided slaughter. Even the novices were blushing and sweating to kill the zombies in front of them.

For a while, hundreds of zombies fell, and a large piece of the zombie frenzy was gnawed off.

Are things really going so well? If this is the only way, it will be impossible for zombies to attack and defend with humans, and they will be able to devour some weak settlements. In this kind of obstacle, high-level zombies, they are the time to exert their power.

A level 4 zombie who was struggling to hide among the ordinary zombies, in the sound of gunfire, suddenly jumped up from the zombie group, stepped on the head of the ordinary zombie, and pounced like a big bird on one of the trucks with more than a dozen people standing. It is true that these dozen or so people reacted quickly enough, and the muzzle of the gun in their hands strafed at it, allowing the bullet to be shot in its body, but this level 4 zombie still jumped into the truck fiercely, and smashed heavily on the iron plate of the cabinet with a clear sound.

There was almost no pause, and a triangular jump, which was refracted from the iron plate, pounced on the nearest man with frightened eyes.

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