Chapter 82: Heavy losses

"Da Da" mad bull put the heavy machine gun on top of the wreckage of an abandoned car, aimed at the zombie group five hundred meters away in front of him and kept pulling the trigger, the dense zombie group in front of him did not need to aim at all, and each bullet fired from the heavy machine gun could penetrate the heads of three or five zombies.

"The snipers each found a good place to prepare to snipe the high-level zombies in the zombie group, and the rest of the people beat me hard with their respective squad leaders as the center." The middle-aged man jumped on the roof of a military truck and shouted, the middle-aged man knew that there would often be a huge number of zombies in the group, there must be level 1 zombies or even level 2 zombies, ordinary zombies He was not worried, the only thing he was worried about was whether the snipers could distinguish the level 1 zombies from the ordinary zombies in advance, if they were rushed into their team by level 1 zombies, it would cause irreparable losses.

With the order of the middle-aged man, several heavily armed young men who had just gotten off the armored car each found a good place, and the sniper rifle in their hands was aimed at the zombie group in front of them, searching intently for the high-level zombies hidden in the ordinary zombies.

The middle-aged man stood on the roof of the car, looking at the zombie group in front of him with a solemn expression, the number of this zombie group is very huge, at a cursory glance, there are no less than 20,000, and the road ahead is not passable, the ammunition in his hand has been used a lot in the past few days in order to get rid of the zombie group pursued from Changhe City, it seems that today is more than lucky.

Although dozens of zombies will fall down every meter they advance, death is completely meaningless to these unconscious zombies, even if the same kind next to them is beaten into a sieve, these zombies do not have any sense of fear, so the fearless zombie group approached the convoy step by step under the blow of the metal frenzy.

When the zombie group approached the convoy ten meters away, the zombie group of more than 20,000 had shrunk to about 7,000, and at this time, the soldiers in the front row could already clearly see the distorted faces of the zombies, the rotten facial features, the mutilated limbs, the tattered belly, and the clothes that had been turned into strips of cloth and hung on the zombies, all indicating the fact that these zombies were once humans.

As the zombie group approached, the soldiers could only keep retreating to ensure a safe distance from the zombie group, so that they could effectively kill the zombies without being injured by the zombies.

"The fighters in the back row got into the carriage in turn and used the carriage to block them." The middle-aged man asked the soldiers to go up to the bed of the military truck in batches to block the approaching zombie group, the modified military truck compartment is three meters high, although the area on the carriage is limited, and the soldiers cannot all be lined up, but the height of up to three meters has become an insurmountable obstacle for these ordinary zombies.

The soldiers concentrated on the five military truck compartments condescendingly launched an intensive attack on the zombie group on the ground, and the guns gathered together were full of firepower, like a metal-colored rainstorm that kept falling on the heads of the zombie group, hundreds, hundreds of zombie heads exploded instantly, and the zombies fell in batches, just when the middle-aged man saw the situation in front of him, his solemn expression was somewhat relieved, and a sudden shock occurred.

A dozen or so level 1 zombies hidden among ordinary zombies suddenly leaped up from the zombie crowd under the leadership of a level 2 zombie and launched an attack on the soldiers on the military truck bed.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! The snipers who had been waiting for the opportunity each locked on to their targets and attacked, and several bullets fired at the level 1 zombies successfully exploded the heads of the level 1 zombies, temporarily relieving the pressure brought by the level 1 zombies to the soldiers on the carriage when they suddenly jumped.

And the bullet fired at the level 2 zombie did not work, the level 2 zombie just put his arms in front of his face to defuse the sniper's attack, with the sound of the sniper gun, some soldiers on the military truck compartment aimed their guns at the level 2 zombies in the air, but this 1 level 2 zombie did not dodge at all, but blocked their arms in front of their faces and hit their bodies by bullets.

The defense ability of the level 2 zombie is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary zombies, the bullet hit its body, but it just made a few small holes, and the bullet did not penetrate the skin of the level 2 zombie, but was tightly clamped by the tough skin of the level 2 zombie and blocked out of the body.

The sniper rifle and submachine gun did not stop the pace of the level 2 zombie, causing the level 2 zombie to jump onto the roof of a military truck.

Originally, because of the limited area of the military truck compartment, the soldiers who were tightly packed together became lambs to be slaughtered in the face of the level 2 zombies that could not be killed by submachine gun bullets.

"Bang" With a loud bang, the level 2 zombies fell in the middle of the fighters, without the slightest pause, the level 2 zombies launched a bloody massacre of the fighters, a soldier was torn in two by the level 2 zombies, and in just a dozen seconds, more than 20 fighters were slaughtered by the level 2 zombies.

After licking the fresh blood on his nails, the level 2 zombie grabbed a warrior's thigh and devoured it, and the blood-red blood kept dripping down the corners of the level 2 zombie's mouth.

"Damn brute, come to hell with me!" A young soldier who was cut off by the claws of a level 2 zombie endured severe pain and took out two grenades from the corpses of his comrades around him, and in the puzzled eyes of the level 2 zombies, he used his last bit of strength to throw the grenades at the feet of the level 2 zombies.

"Boom" saw the two grenades that sounded "snorting" under his feet, the level 2 zombie didn't know what it was, so he threw away the half-eaten thigh, took the two grenades in his hand, and sniffed them in front of his nose, in the simple wisdom of the level 2 zombies, there were only those that could be eaten and those that could not be eaten, and when the level 2 zombie put the two grenades in front of his nose, the grenade made a huge explosion sound, and the head of the level 2 zombie was blown into pieces.

The explosion of the two grenades not only killed a level 2 zombie, but also caused damage to the surrounding fighters, and the shock wave from the explosion of the grenade overturned several unsuspecting fighters from the bed of the military truck, and with a few short screams from the soldiers, these fighters were torn to pieces by the zombie group below.

"Ah" The tragedy in front of him stimulated the mad bull, the mad bull held the heavy machine gun in his hand, and shot wildly at the zombie group below, with the increase in the number of dead zombies on the ground, the corpses of the zombies padd the ground, so that the zombies behind could already reach the soldiers on the military truck compartment.

As the zombie group can attack the soldiers on the upper compartment of the military truck, from time to time the soldiers are dragged down the carriage by the zombies and torn to pieces, and there are also soldiers who are unwilling to be devoured by the zombies who pull the grenade on their waists and die with the zombies.

Tragic battles can be seen everywhere on the rocky highway, and after more than half an hour, the last ordinary zombie on the battlefield was shot off its head and went down softly.

Looking at the thirty or so soldiers who could still stand behind him, the middle-aged man's mind suddenly had a feeling of despair, in just a few days, not only was the gathering place he established occupied by a soldier-level zombie, but even the team that he spent two years carefully building, at this time, there were only about thirty people left, which made the middle-aged man who has always been strong how not to suffer, and how could the middle-aged man not feel heartache when he saw everything he had carefully built being destroyed in an instant.

"Captain, let's hurry up, if we don't leave, we will be overtaken by zombies, and we will be all done." Looking at the middle-aged man who suddenly seemed to be much older, the mad bull was comforted.

"Everyone take weapons and food, now we have no way to clean the car in front of the toll booth, we are walking through the toll booth and trying to find a way to find the vehicle." Pushing away the hand of the warrior who wanted to support him, the middle-aged man regained his confidence and commanded.

"Yes, Captain." The rest of the soldiers saluted together and hurriedly gathered supplies.

Everyone is a well-trained soldier, although they have just experienced a big battle and lost many comrades, but they still put away their sadness and quickly ran towards the toll booth, after all, the most common thing in the last days is death, and everyone is used to it.

There are no injuries in the battle with zombies, and once they are injured, even a slight wound means death, so the speed of the crowd is still very fast.