He subconsciously ruled out the grenade, because the top of the station building was more than a hundred meters away from here, and with the strength of a human arm, it was impossible to throw the grenade so far.

He was mistaken, it was a grenade thrown from the air. The power of the infected body far exceeds that of humans, and for the core members of Liu Tianming's team, it is easy to do this.

The words "gun grenade" continued to ferment in the tiger's mind full of fear and shock.

These strangers who occupy the railway station are well-armed and well-trained. The chaos has reached now, and Tiger Head has connected the matter of the previous departure of the wire canning box alarm system. The person who can set up such a simple and effective guard is obviously not comparable to ordinary survivors who are used to living a peaceful life in Xi'an City. If it were just ordinary weapons, they actually have heavy machine guns! And grenades!

The two members of the "Rocket Storm" lying in front of the left broke out into a series of screams. Although they lay motionless on the ground, they were swept by the machine gun, and one of them had his right arm blown off on the spot, and the other was shot through the head by bullets, blowing up flesh and blood.

"Don't panic, don't stand up, one by one you will stand up and face backwards. Climb back, we can only climb back. ”

The person who can be the leader of the team has more or less more knowledge than others. Although he did not receive formal military training, he had extensive experience in street fights and escapes. He had seen similar scenes in violent shootout movies and knew that he had to lie on the ground as much as possible to reduce the chance of being shot. Did the rest of the team really listen to them? Tiger Head can't manage that much now. All he knew was that he had to get out of this place quickly. Otherwise, you will surely die.

"Rocket Storm" is not Hu Zhehai's "Iron Fist Club" after all. Including the tiger head, all the people here have either killed people or killed murderous corpses. Especially in the early days of the virus outbreak, Tiger Head gathered these people together and killed a lot of zombies. They know what killing and death are all about, and they know how to use the environment as a cover. Despite the familiar screams and wails all around, the others continued to follow the tiger's orders, relying on corpses or seriously wounded people, trembling and moving on the hard, dark concrete floor, creeping towards the way they came.

Another grenade fell from the sky, carrying up three human bodies that had been affected by the blast's energy. A man who was closest, but not materially injured, had straight eyes and let out an incredibly shrill scream from the depths of his throat.

His eardrums were shattered by the energy of the explosion. Human beings have this habit of not being able to hear themselves, so they think that others can't hear as well. He felt compelled to show his existence in a more high-pitched voice, to prove that he was alive.

"What do we do now?"

"I ...... Why can't I hear you? Are you all dead? ”

"What the hell are you talking about?"

This guy is very close to the tiger's head, and there are less than thirty centimeters between the two of them. Burning corpses were everywhere, as well as fragments of clothes that had been blown up from the bodies of the dead or wounded. Although the firelight was not bright enough, it allowed the tiger head to see the other party's blood-covered face.

The tiger head himself is also in the blast range of the grenade. The top of his head was cut by shrapnel, his forehead was numb, and he temporarily lost sensation on the right cheek. Tiger Head felt some salty and sticky liquid flowing down the corners of his eyes, and subconsciously reached out to wipe it, and found that it was blood flowing from the wound on his head.

"Enough! Don't scream, shut up the fuck! ”

Aimless yelling is very dangerous at such times, and can be easily spotted by opponents and become a newly targeted target. The bloody tiger head looked particularly hideous now, but he had to keep his voice as low as he could, and roared in a voice that was full of anger and fear at the same time: "You brainless fool, do you want us all to die here?" Shut up, shut me up immediately! ”

It's a pity that this poor guy with a broken eardrum, he can't hear anything.

But he could see the tiger's lips opening and closing.

"What the hell are you talking about? I can't hear you! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Tiger Head pull out his pistol and pull the trigger at him. It was so shocking that there was no chance to dodge. Immediately afterwards, the front of the body seemed to be deeply pierced by a sharp and high-speed steel cone, and the body couldn't help but fall backwards. The man screamed, blood spurting from his mouth, and the bullet hole in his chest stood out in the light of the fire.

Tiger Head didn't feel the slightest sense of guilt about shooting himself. He grabbed his pistol and didn't even glance at the dying man who was lying on the ground twisting and rolling in pain, and crawled towards the safety of the dark depths.

A kind of strong revenge, and a fear that has never been seen before, has become the dominant force in the tiger's body.

I seem to have been deceived.

These external enemies are not as simple as Hu Zhehai said. They have plenty of weapons, and there are so many bullets that they don't need money. The latter, in particular, really left an extremely deep impression on the tiger head. There weren't that many bullets in any of the gangs in Xi'an. In just a few minutes from the time the alarm was triggered, at least a thousand rounds of ammunition had been poured down by these outsiders. With such fierce firepower, even the strongest "Angry Thunder" could not do it.

Oh, my God! Who did my brother Leopard Head provoke?

Could it be that this is a trap deliberately set for me by Hu Zhehai?

Tiger Head felt that the latter should be the real answer.

Occupying the train station, these people are definitely foreign. There is no doubt about that. Because they have more guns and more bullets, there is no one in Xi'an City who can waste ammunition as unscrupulously as they do.

It must be Hu Zhehai who conspired with these people to destroy my forces and annex the territory of the "Rocket Storm".

Yard, Lao Tzu is going back to find Hu Zhehai, a dog mongrel, to settle accounts! I'm going to pull out his bones one by one and smash them inch by inch.

Whether this idea can become a reality is not sure for the tiger head himself. Screams rang out one after another. Heavy machine gun bullets are so powerful that they can explode any part of the body if hit. Especially in the arms, legs and feet, the huge explosion energy can tear the limbs from the person who shot them on the spot, causing serious and disabling injuries that can never be recovered.

From the time the alarm was triggered to the decision to flee, and then to now, the tiger head only crawled about fifty meters in the square. All around him, there were mutilated corpses and wounded, screams of pain that even overpowered the roar of machine guns. Only a handful of Rocketstorm members were hiding in safe places. These people were either far away from the attacking position, or they were quick to react and turn around and flee when the situation was not good. No one is a fool, knowing that there is a dead end in front of him, but he still has to keep his head down. This is not a struggle for a certain doctrine and faith, and naturally it has not forgotten the powerful motivation of life and death only for the result.

The gunfire from behind him suddenly stopped. The crowd, who were so overwhelmed by the dense rain of bullets that they couldn't raise their heads, was overjoyed, and instead of standing up and running away immediately, they chose to continue to lie on the ground and watch. No one, including the tiger head, dared to guarantee whether this was an enemy conspiracy or not. Moreover, it is very likely that the other party will change the gap in the bullet chain. For a skilled machine gunner, it's just a matter of seconds.

The gunfire did not resound as expected. Soon, more than a dozen flashlights appeared in front of me. Farther behind the fugitives, in the direction of the station, high-powered searchlights were also changing the enveloping area, extending the snow-white pillars of light straight. When the light illuminated Tiger Head and the other remnants of the "Rocket Storm", Tiger Head clearly knew that he could not escape this time.

Liu Tianming, who was wearing a black combat uniform, held an assault rifle in his hand and stopped in front of the bloodied tiger head. The tall figure was full of majesty in the light, and his face was calm, and he looked down at the people who groaned in pain at his feet. Because of the angle of sight and body, the tiger head could only see the boots on Liu Tianming's feet. It was a true military model, very sturdy, and the heavy sole of the boot could block some of the explosion fragments, but it didn't hinder movement. The tiger head struggled to raise his head, his eyes moved up, and he saw Zheng Xiaoyue, who was standing behind Liu Tianming, who was also fully armed, but had an amazingly beautiful face.

That's right! My brother Leopard Head, though horny, is not the kind of nymphomaniac who would be interested in any woman. Only this kind of extremely beautiful woman will make my brother lose self-control and do extremely irrational things.

The tiger head saw Liu Tianming holding a gun with both hands, and the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at his eyebrows.

His heart was full of fear and unwillingness, and he screamed repeatedly: "You know I'm coming, right? Is it Hu Zhehai's bastard who gave you a message? ”

A hint of surprise flashed in the depths of Liu Tianming's eyes. Immediately, it turned into a mockery and ridicule. He didn't answer, he didn't explain, his finger lightly put on the trigger.

The tiger saw his movements clearly, and the exponentially inflated fear overwhelmed reason, turning him into a madman who could do anything to survive: "No! You can't do this! No matter how much money Hu Zhehai gives you, I will double it for you. Leave me alone, and I will not be your enemy. I...... I'll listen to you, don't kill me! ”

These words of strong seduction did not produce any effect. Liu Tianming pulled the trigger with steady speed and power. The bullet with huge kinetic energy was fired from close range, piercing through the skull of the tiger's head, blowing the entire head apart, and above the severed neck was a patch of white and red flesh and blood.

Liu Tianming is a mutated form of infection.

There are many types of mutations, and it may be true that there are mutant infections that can predict the future. However, as far as the existing core members of the team are concerned, no one has this ability.

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