"Look, there's someone up ahead!"

Through the weeds on the hills, Leng Hao saw from a distance that there were several large piles of debris on the empty road.

The pots and pans that pile up like hills; All kinds of pumping paper, bagged paper; There are also instant noodle bags, which are absolutely impossible to be sorted by the Amida protozoa.

"Alert, alert!"

Peng Xinyun kept reminding his comrades who were a little excited at this time.

Thinking of the unfriendly actions of those survivors just now, Leng Hao's heart couldn't help but be covered with a layer of unease.

"Everyone spread out in small teams, pay attention to check the jungle weeds on both sides!"

"Why does this place have a faint smell of oil, is there an avocado ......?"

Zeng Hao, who was wearing glasses, grabbed the rifle in his hand and said with some amusement.

However, in the next moment, a huge shock sent this former people's teacher to the sky.

"Boom!"

Zeng Hao's feet suddenly made a loud noise.

A puff of smoke and dust rose, and while throwing the people's teacher high, small stones splashed around hit the comrades-in-arms behind him, causing wounds one after another.

"Mines!"

"Everybody watch your step!"

The corners of Leng Hao's eyes tightened, and he shouted desperately.

For a moment, the advance team that was just about to walk down the hill and head to the road was in chaos.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Not only was there a huge tremor, but at the same time, on the hill not far from Leng Hao's side, in the verdant green mountain forest over there, tongues of fire erupted.

"Hey!"

Liu Siyuan covered his chest and slid softly to the ground.

"Hidden, hidden!"

Don't look at Leng Hao's hands in the last days, he has stabbed hundreds of Armida protozoa, in the face of this real gunfight, he doesn't know what to do at all.

"Ahead, at 9 o'clock!"

"Fire suppression! Drag the wounded comrades back! ”

At this time, Peng Xinyun, Tang Yida, and Black Eagle, who had really played with guns, quickly stood up and stabilized the situation.

"Bang!"

As the black eagle's shoulders shook slightly, it let out a scream in the grass opposite.

"Bang!"

This kind of shooting across a road, not far away, quickly allowed Tang Yida and them to find the other party's firing position.

"Dada, dada."

Although there were no grenades or bazookas, the people still began to fight back stubbornly with only the rifles in their hands.

"Zeng Hao, Zeng Hao?"

Leng Hao dragged the former teacher who fell to the ground back behind the position, so that he had a chance to turn his head and look at Zeng Hao.

The man lay quietly on the ground, one foot off the glasses on his face, and hung diagonally on the bridge of his nose.

Zeng Hao's face was full of black ash and blood, and there was no movement.

His foot was broken, and his entire lower body was broken, to be exact.

Only his eyes were wide open, as if they were still at the moment when he had just called out to his companions.

Leng Hao still remembers the scene when Zeng Hao and his companions, like beggars, stood on the highway and stood in front of those sandbags to be interrogated by him.

That was when the hydroelectric power plant base was just being built.

In the ensuing battle, Zeng Hao, who was forced to go into battle, went from being afraid and timid at the beginning to gradually becoming real warriors.

Zeng Hao's accurate shooting on the watchtower has made great achievements.

This former people's teacher, his favorite thing in his leisure time is to teach Xiao Wang Min.

"Our generation is a waste, but children are our future. They need to learn. ”

This sentence is Zeng Hao's mantra.

But now, this man, who was finally recognized by Leng Hao and was gradually preparing to train him to make him the backbone, lost his life like this.

Moreover, it is a suffocating battle!

Not dying fighting the Armida horde, but at the hands of a group of survivors who are also humans.

This raid was not only Zeng Hao alone, but several team members were also injured or killed in the explosion.

"Nima!"

Leng Hao's eyes suddenly turned blood-red.

It's different from the actor who has just come to the end of the world and has the attitude of playing games.

After experiencing so much blood and sweat, Leng Hao can no longer forget the time he spent with these comrades-in-arms around him.

"How's it going?"

Crawling through the vines and weeds around him, Leng Hao came to Peng Xinyun's side.

"Captain, you go down."

Peng Xinyun turned his head to look at Leng Hao, hurriedly took Leng Hao's hand, and the two of them ran behind him together.

"Bang!"

As soon as they left, a small cloud of smoke and dust rose from Peng Xinyun's location, which was the mark left by a bullet.

"Those guys over there have a lot of guns, but their marksmanship is very poor."

"We're getting them down, but one of them has a good marksmanship and I'm shooting at him."

After Peng Xinyun quickly explained, he pushed Leng Hao away, and he went to find the shooting position again.

"Oops!"

Sima Jun suddenly fell to the grass, a smear of red blood staining most of his body from his shoulder.

"Veteran, what are you doing? Hurry up, the guy with the shotgun on the other side! Crucify him! ”

The black eagle roared, and the rifle in his hand continued to fire three times, causing the grass on the opposite side to shake.

"Right now, where did that guy go?"

Peng Xinyun hurriedly asked.

"It's mixed up, look for it!"

Tang Yida also shouted loudly.

This kind of shooting, which hides in the grass and is dozens of meters away from each other, is the most dangerous and technical.

Seeing Tang Yida and them constantly shouting and changing positions, Leng Hao seemed to have realized something.

"Hey, hey, kill another one!"

One of the veterans rolled over, left his firing position, retreated behind a small tree, and skillfully changed a magazine.

Don't look at the group of members of the advance team led by Leng Hao who are a little dazed, but after all, there are a group of masters who are skilled in playing with guns in the rat expedition.

Under their shots, the originally fierce tongue of fire in the grass opposite had become a little sparse.

"Captain, don't worry, the bunch of fools on the other side will play with guns alone, and they will all be solved in half an hour at most."

When Tang Yida made a grand wish, Gong Zhichao on the opposite side was also hot at this time.

"The order goes down. Give the guns of those who have died to the laborers! Only one magazine per person! ”

"Listen to my orders, and we will launch a counterattack later!"

"Benyima's stupid swarm rushed forward, took out those incendiary bombs, and threw them across the road as soon as they got off the road!"

"Big brother, if we give them guns, will this guy fight back?"

"We are at the end of the line, and whoever turns back will be killed!"

Gong Zhichao gave up the extremely skilled shotgun in his hand, grabbed an eighty-one bar rifle, put on the magazine, and said viciously.