Chapter 75

The sound of gunshots like bursting beans kept rang out, and the zombies were easily killed like cutting wheat, and the smell of small eyes filled the air. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Not far away, a squad armed with a variety of automatic weapons and uniformly dressed in black combat uniforms was advancing slowly but surely. If it weren't for the fear of suddenly jumping out of a zombie that wasn't quite dead, they could have advanced at least twice as fast.

"Second Lieutenant, the road ahead has been cleared, please ask for instructions on the next step." The voice coming from the walkie-talkie gave Mr. Ensign a little headache. He was a block away from that battlefield, so how did he command? What's more, hundreds of zombies suddenly appeared on the originally empty street for some reason and surrounded his subordinates, which made him even more reluctant to reply.

"Shoot, shoot. I'm aiming at it and hitting again. These bullets are hard to come by and should not be wasted. "Mr. Ensign gave such an order that made him feel extremely humiliated. The dignified economic division of the United States of America has been reduced to the miserable situation of counting bullets to fight. How could this not anger him, an elite who had served in the US military before the end of the world, and even served as an instructor in the Ukrainian army? If it's in half a year... Even if it was only three months ago, he would never have given such an order. When the war on terror was fought in Afghanistan, the US military was really extravagant, and when they saw a suspicious house, they first threw grenades, and then used M4 or M16A4 to shoot indiscriminately, so that for a period of time, the US military was seriously short of ammunition, and even had to order orders from Israel and Japan to make up for the consumption. But now... After losing most of his ammunition supply, he had no choice but to order his soldiers to be frugal.

In order to ensure a sufficient supply of ammunition, the M16A4 and M4A1, which were originally standard for the US military, have been mothballed on a large scale, and as a replacement, a large number of submachine guns that fire 9mm bullets and .45 bullets have been replaced. Even if the ammunition supply of these things can be guaranteed, it will require real money to exchange. At a time when even the people's guns were being confiscated on a large scale, it was the responsibility and obligation of every American soldier to practice strict economy.

"Why do you want to? I can't get used to this style of play. A soldier couldn't help but complain after throwing a grenade into a crowd of zombies everywhere.

"Be content. I heard that the above has decided to change the weapons of the reserve army to single-shot rifles. ”

"I can testify that this may well be true. The last time I was on duty at the port, one of the boxes I was carrying fell to the ground due to a mistake, and several old rifles that had not even been opened were slid out. ”

"Has the United States been in such difficulty?" One of the soldiers let out a desperate wail, but was immediately scolded by the second lieutenant in a low voice.

"Next time, don't blame my men for being ruthless." The second lieutenant fired several shots at the zombie horde and continued, "Die in my hands, you can still end up happy." If it is planted in the hands of the internal affairs troops..."

"But now... Is there really any future to speak of? ”

The tide of zombies kept coming, and the gunshots were constantly coming from the direction of another detachment a block away, and they had completely fallen into passivity. The detachment that was originally outside the zombie siege network was ready to turn around to save the team that had an accident, but there were more and more zombies, and even they were not spared in the end...

The second lieutenant, who retreated to a building with all the survivors to continue the resistance, was silent for a while, and replied in a tone that was not salty, but not light: "How could we die here?" This is absolutely impossible. Those brainless brutes would never have achieved their goal. Hold it off for me. Follow-up support will be coming soon. ”

Well, that's a lie. By the time the support arrived, it was estimated that they would have died. However... And they did. Americans, or the vast majority of Americans, have impressive IQs. Well, the results of anti-intellectual education cannot be erased. Moreover, even if people only see an extremely faint light in a desperate situation, they will desperately pounce on it and strive for this light. Human nature compels them to believe Mr. Ensign's nonsense, after all, if they don't, they deny their only hope of survival. No one can be that stupid.

"Oh my God. Good, good, so big. That kind of monster..."

A zombie at least two stories tall spun around the corner, and the 9mm pistol bullets hit its body that couldn't even break its skin, and it couldn't even give it the slightest obstacle. A grenade was thrown through a grenadier and hit the monster, but it was still useless. If this continues, it will soon be that monster will kill them all without mercy.

"Bastard... How can it just end like this..."The second lieutenant glared angrily at the tall monster, and the submachine gun in his hand continued to fire pistol bullets.

Suddenly, a terrifying ball of blue and white light swept through the eyes of the soldiers, and hit the huge zombie's body, blowing its neck off the spot, and actually solved the threat of this terrifying zombie.

In the stunned eyes of the soldiers, a figure slowly walked out of nowhere.

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"What, that's all that's all?" Brother Cheng kept mocking, and his body and mind were getting more and more happy. Of course, this was just an appetizer, and this prey that he was completely playing with between applause could not arouse his excitement at all. In Brother Cheng's eyes, this is just a warm-up.

A werewolf tried his best to avoid the harassment of several second-order mutant zombies, and his mind occasionally hurt like a pinprick in his mind. Every now and then, he would get a few more punches.

"This guy... It is a strong person in the spiritual exchange. If it's this kind of guy, his physical fitness will definitely not be too strong, and he won't have any fighting skills, as long as he is close..."

Before he could finish his thoughts, a zombie's thick arm pierced his chest, gouging out his heart and swallowing it in one gulp.

The strong vitality brought by the werewolf blood did not allow him to continue to survive, and he only lived more than ten seconds longer than ordinary people after losing his heart. In the last moments of his life, all he saw was the head of the zombie that had devoured his heart...

PS: Well, it's time for the weekly update again... This month is simply busy to death, even if I push away most of the things that can be pushed away, I am still very upset, in all senses. I'm tired... There will be a change later.,Whether there will be a third watch is unknown for the time being.,But it's estimated that there should be... bar. I'd love to be funny, but for this month, I can only make a sad face