In the center of the Bloody Storm Gladiatorial Arena, ten gladiators dressed in strange costumes, wearing fireproof masks, carrying various weapons in their hands, and carrying three cylindrical iron cans behind them.

It has a weird feeling when you look at it.

"Hey, how do I feel like they're carrying a dry powder fire extinguisher?" In the audience, a guy with a sharp beak and a monkey's cheek said as he poked his nose.

Beside him, sat a charming woman, her head resting lightly on the shoulder of the booger man: "Maybe it's the loot that the death squad got from which fire station?" ”

Her words were immediately passed on, and everyone nodded subconsciously.

Right!

It must be so, only the fire department has these things, look at their equipment, all of them are firefighting equipment, it seems that this auction must be a person or an organization that swept everyone on the first stage!

In the audience, several people with obvious brains blinked, and immediately rushed out of the game venue with joy, rushed to the betting shop, and bought all their savings to win the first game before the final closure ended the betting. There are even a few gamblers with red eyes and a frightened bet on a 0 battle loss bet with 50 times the odds.

When Lao Cui bent his waist and his best friend Qin Fatzi invested all the 1,200 mourning crystals earned by using the wisdom of business in the last days for more than a year, and held the betting tickets, the two looked at each other and smiled.

This is a gamble, a big gamble, two rich people who used to be first-class, although they are no longer like the top gun of their youth, and they do not have the wealth that they have accumulated in their lives that can influence the movement of a country.

But they still have this old life, and their relatives are there, although those descendants are overwhelmed, but as old people, they always want to leave a big wealth to future generations.

Today's time is the biggest gamble in the lives of the two old people, even when the company went public and skyrocketed hundreds of times, it was not as enthusiastic as it is now.

Because what they are betting on is not only money, but also life, but also hope for the future.

In the gladiatorial arena, the flames gradually rose, and the ravines and ravines on the field had reached at least more than 40 degrees, and even the temperature continued to rise, but every slaughterer had a smile on his face.

The temperature was simply too relaxing for them in full fireproof suits, and the heat wave was almost completely excluded, leaving them without feeling stuffy.

Several people looked at each other and smiled, their hearts were full of joy, the joy was that as long as they persisted, they would be free, although they would join the war squad as free men, but in the future, they would also have their own loot, they would have their own salaries, and even after completing the three-year contract, they could completely leave the war squad and go alone.

"For freedom, for survival." Zuo Weiguo kept reminding himself, dragging a huge tower shield in his left hand, and holding a slender Mo knife in his right hand with joy on his face.

These two weapons were so much to his liking, he had used a whole year of shoddy weapons, which completely failed to allow him to use all his strength, and now, the captain could assure him that it didn't matter if the weapon was broken, as long as the weapon was numbered correctly, he could trade in the old for the new without limit.

Of course, the weapon in his hand now has become his personal belonging, and he is reluctant to let this beloved weapon end all its mission in a single battle.

The blue lightning next to him twisted his body even more, squirming vigorously, the weapon in his hand was an authentic European-style bayonet, which was more convenient to use, and a small round shield was hung on his left arm, only two catties of weight could provide enough defense, making it easier for him to avoid injuries in battle.

In the face of zombies, injury is equal to death.

"Brothers, it's time for us to show our might, and show the captain our means, otherwise I'm afraid that we will have to eat bran in the future." After a delicious meal, several people almost swallowed their tongues into their stomachs. Meals that were common before the end of the world are now precious.

As his voice fell, there was a "squeak, squeak" sound, and then the terrifying roar of the zombie was immediately amplified.

"Dog's day! Dare to harm us! The devil's spokesman suddenly looked at the ground, and then, with a face full of resentment, stomped his foot fiercely.

I saw that where they were standing, columns of water suddenly erupted and sprayed on them, it was blood, and fresh blood could make zombies crazy.

Sure enough, smelling the smell of blood, the zombies scrambled out of the passage as if they had been stimulated, and then pounced on the ten slaughterers as if they were crazy.

The flames on the ground were completely ignored by them, and they pounced on them regardless of it, and the flames burned more violently on them, and wisps of green smoke came out of them.

"According to the tactics, rush!" Fifty people pulled something like a grenade from their waists, pressed the pull tab slightly, then pressed the actuator and threw it forward.

Fifty grenades drew a white line in the air as if they had been arranged, and then burst into white air streams.

The grenade, which was supposed to explode, was completely suppressed by an unknown force, and could only slowly diffuse the gas inside.

But that's enough. With these gases, the flames on the ground were slowly suppressed.

Then the dry powder fire extinguisher was powerful, and the dry powder sprayed directly blocked the hole where the gasoline was sprayed.

The terrain was exactly as they had envisioned, leaving only a strip of flames, which was reserved for the zombies.

Fifty people slowly approached the zombies, then let the zombies come out of the flames and stain their bodies, and then led them around the gladiatorial arena.

Flames would scorch them, and from time to time, the Slayer would stab their heads with their weapons, taking their lives with them.

It was a killing. The disgusting blood of the zombies on the ground was everywhere.

The flames gradually became their talismans. Among all of them, only Zuo Weiguo did not go around in circles, but only resisted the attacks of the zombies and did not let the zombies leave the predetermined route.

All the zombies that broke away from the party were pushed back by him with shields and long knives.

The balance of victory had already tilted in favor of the Left Defenders at the beginning, and it was even easier than before to deal with a limited number of zombies.

The zombies on the opposite side are like being sent to death in a queue, and the zombies stained with flames will be eroded by the fire after they die, and then burned to ashes by the flames, the whole process does not take more than 10 seconds.

I had to let Zheng Yifan, who was in the luxury box, sigh at the magic of zombies.