The loud roar, accompanied by the firelight of the explosion, made this noisy rainy day even more chaotic.

"Da Da Da!"

The gunshots continued, and the bullet casings were like cathartic emotions, constantly popping out of the gun and falling to the ground.

Chen Long's eyes swept over the team members around him, and he could see that everyone's magazines had been changed several times, and each person had nearly ten magazines in reserve, most of which were placed in the backpack behind him and in the ammunition bag on his body, and at this time, there were not many pockets on his body that specifically held ammunition.

Sure enough, in the middle of his thoughts, the gunfire stopped for about the same time, and most of the people finished the bullets in the magazine.

"Throw grenades, change magazines!"

Long Chen yelled loudly and started to move first.

The grenade in the pocket on the side of his waist was taken out by him instantly, and the rifle was already dangling to his side because of the strap tied to his body, and he pulled the pull ring on the grenade and threw it towards the chaotic and dilapidated end of the road in the distance.

The members of the third team around him were also doing the same thing as him, quickly and orderly.

"Boom"

"Boom"

The explosion sounded instantly.

Then most of them pulled the backpack from behind, opened it, quickly pulled out the magazine, threw the backpack everywhere, and replaced the magazine.

From the inside of the backpack, all kinds of vacuum-packed food, water sources, and even cigarette cans fell to the ground because of their movements, but no one cared.

After Chen Long replaced the new magazine, pulled the bolt, and began to shoot, the zombies in front of him had been reduced by half, but from the streets of the southern business district on the side, a large number of zombies poured out densely.

For the people in the trading point, in fact, their usual way of fighting is hand-to-hand combat, fists and swords.

However, since the establishment of several squads, Jiang Shan began to formulate the training and arrangement of firearms, after all, everyone knows that for zombies, for humans, the deterrence of firearms is much bigger.

Moreover, no matter how fast the sword is to clean up the zombies, it is not enough to equip each person with sufficient ammunition and firearms when there are enough personnel, which can not only widen the distance, ensure safety, but also save physical strength.

Therefore, the firearms training course also occupies time in the stronghold, and the members of the three squads in the trading point have such training arrangements, of course, the third squad, most of them are rifle training, and actual combat training, and the first and second squads, their equipment configuration is no rifle, only Colt pistol, so they only have pistol shooting training.

Chen Long's rapid point shooting, the horizontal and straight-line fire of more than a dozen people suppressed, everyone was an automatic rifle, full of firepower, making it difficult for the zombies on the opposite side to move an inch.

The road was densely packed with broken corpses and various vehicle stones, and because of the power of the grenade, the entire road seemed to be bombed.

The continuous muzzle fires and the constant gunshots are like a beautiful scenery in the rain, mixed with a fierce symphony, which makes people excited.

The shield behind the bald head has been thrown on the ground, and the backpack is also pressed against the shield, and he can be seen that he is the same as the third team member next to him, with his own weapons behind his back, but the others are the Eight Desolations Long Knife, and he is a long axe.

He held the AK47, kept shooting, pulled the trigger with his right hand, pressed it tightly, and even under the mask, he could feel a hideous expression of excitement on his face.

"Click"

Pressed the trigger a few times, apparently the bullet was shot by him again.

The bald head Quan hurriedly picked up his backpack and took out two clicks, and sure enough, his desperate burst of shots, ten magazines, was quickly consumed by him.

Looking at the already crowded zombies in front of him with some frustration, he threw down the AK47 in his hand, obviously he felt that when he was having fun, there were no bullets, which was very disappointing.

Looking at the continuous shooting and changing magazines of the people on the side, he suppressed the idea of rushing out, leaned on Chen Long on the side, and shouted.

"Aaron, I'm out of bullets!"

Chen Long turned his head to look at him, the point shooting in his hand did not stop, and he replied: "Then you rest, wait for us to run out of bullets, and rush in together!" ”

"Can I go in first? Don't worry, I'll be able to eat it! ”

The bald head opened his mouth and shouted, the rain was too heavy, and the sound interference was very affected.

Chen Long's eyes narrowed under the goggles, obviously he had a warning about the idea of bald head, and looked at bald head, he understood the thoughts and strength of this brother of his own, he didn't think much about it, and nodded.

"You enter from the road on the left of the Huigang Building, we clean up the zombies on this road, and then go into the center of the Southern Business District on the left, and meet at the bridge on Water Street, don't be impulsive, report to me if there is any situation, understand! The sound of the bluetooth headset is not clear in the heavy rain, if you encounter danger or a scene that cannot be dealt with, you can launch a signal flare at any time! ”

Listening to Chen Long's serious shouting, Bald Quan touched his head that had been drenched by the rain, nodded, grabbed the huge square shield, untied the Shura battle axe from behind, and rushed into the green belt of the side road from the rear of the team, and swept towards the road leading to the center of the southern business district not far from there.

Looking at the crowded zombies, he raised the shield in his hand that was nearly half a person high in an instant, and in the roar, the whole person was like a crazy bull, impacting into the zombie group, Chen Long could see that it was like a crazy ditch, and instantly appeared in the group of zombies like weeds, and the reason for the ditch was this bald fat man holding a huge shield.

Chen Long watched the bald head power rush into the zombie group, and then gradually disappeared into the zombies, disappearing from his sight, he also shouted: "Everyone, keep a grenade, and quickly finish the guns and bullets in your hands!" ”

"Da Da Da"

The gunfire became more intensive, and many soldiers who had finally encountered actual combat were practicing marksmanship at the point, but now when they heard Chen Long's order, they instantly began to strafe, venting bullets, and not capturing the target.

There were so many zombies in front of them that they didn't need to aim at all, as if the zombies rushing towards them would automatically crash into the bullets.

The M4 in Chen Long's hand also finished the last magazine, and looked left and right at the soldiers around him, like him, most of them were about the same as before, and finished the magazine.

He pulled out the horse chopping knife tied horizontally to his waist, and shouted: "Draw the knife, follow me!" ”

"Wow"

"Wow"

"Wow"

The crisp sound of unsheathing was neatly aligned, and even the noise of the rain was instantly muffled.

Everyone in the dim sunlight, the Eight Desolations in their hands are like murder weapons waiting to drink blood, making everyone eager to try.

"Let's go!"

Chen Long hit the ground with his right foot, and the whole person pounced first, like the wolf king of the wolf pack, taking the lead.

The members of the third squad behind him quickly followed, and everyone roared with enthusiasm, following their captain, the sword light in his hand swept towards the zombies in the distance.