From the time when Qin Yangshuo ordered the slaughter of these can be said to be completely incapable of fighting back. Zhou Yuanqiang's whole heart was like being punched hard, and his face was so pale that it was terrifying. He never imagined that the so-called massacre in the world would be like this.

In the past, when I heard reports about wars between small African countries, massacres of villages, chickens and dogs, etc., it always felt like it was just a set of words. At that time, how could I have thought that everything on the picture would really appear in my eyes? The mutilated corpses on the streets were shocking, and it definitely exceeded his visual endurance.

A modern person, no matter how many zombies Zhou Yuanqiang has slaughtered, this can be called a battle for survival, and the conflict between people, he never thought that it would be so direct and bloody.

"They are nothing but a bunch of weak people, props in the hands of the strong, who can be discarded at any time. And what about yourself? Are you the weak in their eyes? Zhou Yuanqiang muttered to himself, he suddenly appeared, it seemed that he had thousands of people in his hands, but he was directly compared with the Authority. It's just a pitiful weakness, just an ant that people can pinch to death at any time.

With supreme advantages, Zhou Yuanqiang is of course unwilling to be a weaker person and a prop.

In the past, he always fantasized that with his own ability, he would rise in the wind and water in this last days, selling goods from two planes and making great fortunes. In the last days, to be a powerful businessman, and in modern times, to be a wealthy man with unlimited scenery, going in and out of high-end clubs, and living a life of changing stars every night.

But the massacre in front of him suddenly woke him up.

In the last days, if you have no strength, you can only be reduced to a weak person, and you are a piece of fat in the eyes of others. It is undoubtedly wrong to want to mix up in the last days and rely solely on your previous thinking. I can't see it now, but it will take a little longer, and when I have fattened myself, it will be time for the Authority to slaughter.

In this world, there is no reason to talk about it, in the wasteland settlement, the Authority is the sky, this land, where they represent law and justice. Destroy yourself. It's just a small wave in the wasteland settlement, no one will sympathize, and no one will stand up and accuse the Authority of anything, and there will even be sycophants who will come out and step on a few feet.

The end times are a deformed world, and nothing is impossible.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yuanqiang suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and he suspected that among the people who had just been slaughtered, there was one of them. I am also glad that I need a lot of luck to get to where I am today. He looked pale and bit his lip. He understands that this operation, whether it succeeds or fails, his chosen person is the team that the Authority wants to weaken, and if he is not directly executed, he is afraid that it is just waste utilization.

Zhou Yuanqiang glanced at Mu Gushan, took a deep breath, and whispered, "Brother Mu, are all arrangements ready?" ”

At this moment, the guilt and unbearability just now. was left behind by Zhou Yuanqiang, and only by living can it be possible to bring light to more people. The temporary sacrifice was exchanged for a piece of light in the future settlement.

Mu Gushan experienced more things, the slaughter in front of him just made him clench his fists, and when he heard Zhou Yuanqiang's question, he nodded and said, "Everything is arranged." He quietly took out a small screen from his pocket, looked at the flashing points of light on it, the corners of his mouth moved, and showed a little smile, "Boss, the third child has arrived at the position." ”

Zhou Yuanqiang turned his head and looked at the sniper position two hundred meters behind him, on the tall building, more than a dozen snipers were the biggest threat.

"Let Brother Zhao look for opportunities, his gunshots are our signals."

Mu Gushan tightened the O3 rifle in his hand slightly, his eyes crossed the crowd, and soon fell on Qin Yangshuo, who was standing on the Dongfeng warrior, and the corners of his mouth curled. To be able to become a special soldier, everyone has extraordinary skills, in his eyes, Qin Yangshuo is just a butcher, not to mention, he has been calculating the amount of ammunition for their machine guns, although it is not accurate enough. But...... Ten of the best can be calculated.

"Enjoy the favorite tactics of our ancestors before the founding of the People's Republic of China...... Let's play tactics in the crowd! ”

In the face of people who are not afraid of death, especially some people who are crazy, Qin Yangshuo, who is not afraid of the sky and the earth, is very calm on the surface, but he is very nervous inside. He is also one of the high-ranking officials of the Authority, and although he is ranked very low, he knows a lot of things in the settlement.

The deadliest thing in the colony is not only salt, but also ammunition.

When he withdrew from Qingyuan City, the materials he carried were limited, although he robbed a large number of military supplies later when the zombies had not really formed a group. But for several years, ammunition has been consumed every day, and no amount of supplies can support it for so long.

Qin Yangshuo is a rough man, but he also understands that the reason why the Bureau does not shrink ammunition is to use the profession of corpse hunter to kill zombies slowly, so that these people are now like sparks, slowly impacting zombies, so that they cannot form a large-scale operation group. The effect of this method is obvious. In at least five years, the settlement has not been attacked by a single zombie, and there has not been a large group of zombies around it that cannot be hostile.

And this is the result of the Authority's opening up of the supply of weapons and ammunition in the first place.

However, after a few years of consumption, the Authority has long been about to run out, and the destruction of salt wells and oil wells has finally overwhelmed the last rod of the Authority, so that this resource war will be launched in the shortest possible time, in order to be able to obtain the materials in these two material transfer stations. In order to achieve this, more and more people died. No matter what happens.

What's more, the material transfer station is just one of the apparent targets of the Authority. The real purpose is to store large quantities of military materiel in the wartime shelters in the western region, which is the basis for the survival of the Authority's continued rule over the settlements.

It's just that it's impossible for ordinary people to know.

"There's absolutely no way you shitty people can ruin the plans of the above." Qin Yangshuo almost gritted his teeth and jumped out of this sentence, his hands were stained with the blood of countless people, if he lost the protection of the Administration Bureau, he didn't know how many people he wanted to swallow himself. Therefore, no matter what, no matter how many people you kill, you won't care, people are selfish, as long as you live, what is the life or death of others?

He picked up the butt of his machine gun again, looked at the people who stepped into the cordon with a wild smile, and shouted: "You brought it on yourself, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

On a 37-story building 300 meters away from Qin Yangshuo, Zhao Hongyuan and a few people quietly assembled a sniper rifle behind a wall of tinted glass. The location here is the top floor of the building, which is full of various instruments and machines, and is the heart of the whole building, managing the central air conditioning, elevators, electricity, LAN and so on of the whole building.

But now, with a thick layer of dust inside, and the equipment that has stopped running, where is the former scenery?

With his familiarity with sniper rifles, the Js12.7mm large-caliber sniper rifle that Zhou Yuanqiang handed over to him was quickly assembled. Looking at this heavy sniper rifle full of explosive beauty, Zhao Hongyuan felt that the one he used before was simply a scum compared to this one, and there was no comparison at all.

When the men from the camp began to charge, he took with him a few men with sniper skills. Sneaking into the crowd, he touched it without noticing.

Zhao Hongyuan looked at his watch, the distance of more than 300 meters, he didn't need to go to the observer, with experience, he could use the scope to complete the intelligence collection. Although the observer is better, it is for long-distance sniper warfare, such a sniper operation of several hundred meters, there is no need to consider the wind direction, the problem of the number, strong propulsion, can make the warhead without any deviation, and accurately send it to the target.

"The boss is the boss, and he has all the tools."

After everyone assembled the sniper rifle, Zhao Hongyuan used a glass to draw a circle out of the glass, and after taking it off, he set up the Js sniper rifle, and quickly put the target into the scope.

Zhao Hongyuan took a deep breath, lay on the ground, picked up the butt of the sniper gun, and said to the others: "My gunshot is the signal, everyone doesn't want to die, just give me the right time, we only have one chance." The experience of the other party is definitely above us, and as soon as they react, unlucky I am definitely us. ”

"So, one hit kills!"

The people who followed Zhao Hongyuan were all Zhou Yuanqiang's henchmen, and they roared softly: "One blow will kill!" ”

Zhao Hongyuan nodded slightly, and then put his eyes on the scope again. As a sniper, he has many things to consider, including the need to choose several positions where he can dodge counterattacks in the face of the enemy's counterattack after the sniper is completed. Snipers often only have one chance to make a shot, especially when facing the opponent who is also a sniper.

In a position selected by Zhao Hongyuan, he himself used the customary Type 88 sniper rifle, which would be used to deal with the snipers of the opponent's counterattack.

With Qin Yangshuo's roar, he suddenly pulled the fire button, and the machine gun on the Dongfeng warrior once again swallowed tongues of fire, and the bullet casings jumped in the air. The crazy strafing brought him endless pleasure, like riding a slave girl, the pleasure and achievement that words can never describe.

There was a loud bang.

It's just that this pleasure only lasted for a few seconds, Qin Yangshuo's heart suddenly tightened, and before he could understand it, his entire head was like a broken watermelon, blood and flesh were splashed, and the body that lost his head shrank directly into the body of Dongfeng Mengshi's car. The machine gun with less control is missing, and then it is dumbfired.

A second later, another sniper bomb hit the front of Dongfeng Mengshi's car, directly knocking the tail of Dongfeng Mengshi's car up, and a thick smoke came out, and then caught fire.