Chapter 273: War (14)

"Attention--eleven minutes until the lava is introduced!"

As time passed, the mountain of corpses got closer and closer to the top of the wall. At the main entrance with the most zombies, there were even a few zombies who had already climbed their hands to the rock wall at the top of the wall.

"Damn, this zombie, when is it a head?" The sword was like a match, and after Zhou Yulong directly cut five or six zombies that climbed the wall, he spat fiercely. When tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, gathered together, the stench of rats and potatoes rotting together became even stronger, almost beyond the limits of his patience.

"Grandma's, there's no ammo." Shooting a few zombies that were about to climb to the top into meat sauce, Zhao Guobin's two squad machine guns came from the click of the stimulator empty. After such a period of fighting, the more than ten magazines he carried with him had all been emptied.

"And then." Hearing Zhao Guobin's words, Li Decai took out two round magazines from the tactical backpack behind his back, threw them to Zhao Guobin, and said, "Save some use, I'm almost out of bullets." ”

"Okay." Zhao Guobin nodded, snapped the magazine into the magazine supply, and then resumed shooting. However, due to the fast rate of fire of the squad machine gun, a minute later, Zhao Guobin's gun once again made a familiar clicking sound.

"Lao Li, throw two more magazines." The bullet was empty, and Zhao Guobin turned his head to Li Decai again and shouted.

"Throw your sister, Lao Tzu only has bullets in the chamber." With a roar, Li Decai shot at the wall again, but within a few seconds, the weapon in his hand began to turn off.

"Damn, I'm out of ammo." Looking at the zombies getting closer and closer, Li Decai turned his head to the other brothers and asked, "Who still has a magazine, throw two over." ”

"I just have one left, and it's a rifle magazine." An official team member with the green dragon logo tattooed on his arm said hello without looking back, and then continued to shoot, bursting the heads of several zombies.

"I'm gone, too"

"I still have half a magazine"

"I'm long gone, and now I'm using a pistol."

"Haha, I have one more. Uh, now it's going to be replaced."

Responses came from the wall, and in a moment, the small amount of Type 7.62 ammunition that everyone had left was finally exhausted.

"So the brothers who don't have ammunition immediately look for the closest dragon weapon to themselves, and the firepower must not be broken." Like a meat grinder, Zhou Yulong turned around and shouted while continuously slashing zombies. At this time, there are still some weapons left behind by the sacrifice of the dragon group soldiers on the wall, although there is certainly not much ammunition, but it is better than nothing.

"Yes, brothers, looking for weapons." Hearing Zhou Yulong's reminder, Zhao Guobin immediately came back to his senses, then threw down the machine gun, picked up the two jet-black submachine guns beside him, and fired at the two or three zombies who had climbed the wall.

"Dada"

The continuous gunfire was repeated, and the first zombies who climbed the wall were quickly killed by Zhou Yulong and others. But behind them, there are still a large number of zombies, constantly pouring towards the wall.

", I'm out of ammo again." After shooting for more than ten seconds, the submachine gun in Zhao Guobin's hand turned off again. With a roar of rage, he picked up two weapons without bullets and smashed them into the two zombies that had climbed the fence and lunged at him.

"Bang Bang"

With two muffled sounds, the two zombies that pounced on Zhao Guobin were directly smashed in the head by the hard gun, and then fell heavily to the ground. And after these two zombies, there are more zombies who climb the fence and look around for meat.

"Bang Bang Bang"

Three gunshots rang out behind Zhao Guobin in a row, directly headocating the three zombies closest to him. Then a slightly childish voice came from behind him, "Brother, go on." As soon as the words fell, a standard submachine gun of the dragon group was handed to Zhao Guobin's hand, and along with the weapon, there were three magazines full of bullets.

"Thanks." Zhao Guobin turned out the weapon and thanked him by the way. The man who gave him the weapon was a young dragon group soldier who, at first glance, would not be more than twenty years old at most. There is no trace of immaturity on the young face, only perseverance and confidence.

"No, we should thank you." The young soldier smiled slightly, and after shooting a few zombies to the top, he said, "If it weren't for you, the wall wouldn't be able to hold it now." ”

"Hehe, let's help each other." Suppressing the zombies on the top of the wall again, Zhao Guobin rushed to the edge of the wall, and asked without looking back while shooting: "Seeing that you are quite young, are you afraid of encountering so many zombies?" ”

"At first, I was a little, but now I'm not afraid." The young soldier walked up to Zhao Guobin's side and said while shooting side by side: "With the help of Lord Wuzun and you, I believe that I can survive." ”

"Hehe, I believe it too." Speaking of this, Zhao Guobin took the time to glance at Zhou Yulong, who had been guarding the wall for more than ten meters, and said with a smile: "Yes, under their leadership, we will definitely be able to live well." ”

"That's your leader, right" The young soldier keenly noticed Zhao Guobin's gaze, and then glanced at Zhou Yulong, and said: "He is really powerful, except for Wu Zun, I have never seen such a powerful person." ”

"Well, he is indeed very powerful" Zhao Guobin nodded, unloaded the empty magazine, and then reloaded one, and said: "Before I met him, I struggled to survive every day, and I was afraid of the approach of death every day. After meeting him, although I have encountered many life and death crises, I always believe in my heart that I can live. ”

"I've felt that too," the young soldier sighed deeply, then pulled a grenade from his waist, ripped off the fuse, and threw it into the crowd below. With a muffled thud, a large number of fleshy limbs splattered onto the wall. After doing all this, the young soldier continued: "Before I met Wuzun, I was just a small soldier who had just joined the army. Our team was broken up the day after the end of the world, and I was in constant fear ever since. The endless fear and the zombies everywhere almost broke me, and to put it mildly, I even thought about death. But after meeting Wuzun, my life changed. Although the danger is still there, I am just like you in my heart, confident that I can live. ”

"Note - there are five minutes left before the lava is introduced, please evacuate the dragon soldiers immediately."

Just then, the deafening sound of sirens once again rang through the entire camp. As the clock ticked, the last five minutes finally arrived.

"Hehe, it's time for us to withdraw." Hearing the alarm, the young soldier smiled slightly, then handed the remaining four magazines on his waist to Zhao Guobin and said, "Live well, I'll wait for you inside." ”

"Yes." Liao Xuebing nodded, and then took the magazine. Although it was the first time for the two to meet, they chatted like old friends at this life-and-death juncture. Although the end times have added a lot of defense and darkness to human beings, at some point, it is also easier for them to become friends.

"Then I'll go first." The young soldier shrugged his shoulders, then walked over to the fence and fired the bullet into the air in a frenzy. After doing all this, he turned to Zhao Guobin and smiled slightly, and prepared to leave.

"Whoosh-pop"

Just as Zhao Guobin was about to say goodbye to him, the young soldier's smile stopped on his face that had not yet faded. A long, sharp tongue pierced the soldier's heart from behind him, exposing him to Zhao Guobin.

An L2 actually mixed in the mountain of corpses and sneaked up.