Zhang Xiaoqiang touched the hilt of the Jingwei sword inserted in his back with his backhand, and glanced at the heavy machine gun ready to fire at any time, the old liberation was still walking through the wreckage of various abandoned vehicles, and the zombies in front had gradually formed a scale, and when the old liberation arrived, unless there was a bulldozer in front of it to open the way, it would not be able to drive through it anyway.

Lao Jiefang was blocked by zombies, and the men and women in the car and the children in the cab could be eaten by the zombies, thinking of the children in the cab, a picture flashed in Zhang Xiaoqiang's mind...... Large building blocks piled up in the corner, lots of colorful little buntings hung on the white ceiling, various cartoon stickers pasted on the walls, a messy white skeleton, a small skull, and a black hole in the eyes staring silently.

Thinking of the children's ward in the town, Zhang Xiaoqiang's teeth creaked, he turned around and said, "This mission is nine deaths, do you dare to go?" ”

The two team members behind him stood tall and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with burning eyes, and then the driver in the cab and the shooter in the machine gun nest also quickly ran to Zhang Xiaoqiang and stood and stared with the other two team members.

"This time it's very dangerous, I'll take you to rush into the pile of zombies, if you're not careful, you may have no bones, of course, including me, this is not a planned mission, I have no right to ask you to send you to death, those who quit now are not considered deserters, and the treatment in the base remains the same"

The four of them didn't react at all when they heard Zhang Xiaoqiang's words, they just looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang silently.

Looking at the team members who did not have a trace of fear in front of him, Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded...... The amplitude of the off-road vehicle under him also increased, and the closer to the ground, the more garbage and human bones there were, Zhang Xiaoqiang held a Type 5 or 6 submachine gun, squatting in the machine gun nest, and the heavy machine gunners around him kept correcting the aiming baseline of the muzzle, trying to point the muzzle at the group of corpses in front of him.

The Type 53 heavy machine gun beside the "Tata Ta ......" sprayed a blue-blue flame nearly a meter long, and the deafening sound of shooting continued to hit Zhang Xiaoqiang's eardrums, and the hot and scorching thick bullet casings splashed on Zhang Xiaoqiang's legs.

Feeling the scorching temperature of the bullet casing, Zhang Xiaoqiang clamped the butt of the Type 56 gun to his waist and continued to strafe the corpses in front of him, the windows on the car were rolled down, and the two jet-black muzzles fired through the steel wire fence.

The scattered stray bullets shot through the messy heads of the zombies next to the car, and as the zombies on both sides fell, the zombies in front fell in rows like weeds that had been put on the ground.

The five or six types in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand continued to spray 7.62 mm bullets with bright flashes, the recoil from the butt of the gun kept making him tremble, and he didn't know how many zombies he shot down, he kept shooting the bullets, and the brass shells that were thrown off made a strong jingle in the machine gun nest welded by the steel plate, and the smell of gunpowder fired from the machine gun kept stimulating his sense of smell.

The "Tong ......" off-road vehicle flew up suddenly, and the "......" body stayed in the air for a short time and then smashed to the ground, and the huge bump almost made Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was changing the magazine, fly out, and he did it all at once on the hot cartridge case, and an empty magazine in his hand flew out and fell into the crowd of corpses that surrounded him.

Before he could get up, the off-road vehicle crushed the zombie that fell to the ground and rose into the air and smashed to the ground, the dense gunfire briefly stopped, and everyone except the driver was grabbing the body next to him to fix himself. "Pong ......" a zombie was hit by the front of the car and flew several meters high, then fell to the side of the roadbed and turned over a few times, the off-road vehicle broke through the outermost group of corpses, along the side of the street full of buildings, to the old liberation.

Before the off-road vehicle drove half the distance, countless zombies rushed out of the houses on both sides of the street, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't have time to think about why such zombies were hiding inside, as his guns rang out, the heavy machine gun also began to spray heavy bullets again.

When the off-road vehicle drove under a three-story building, a shadow flashed in the corner of Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, Zhang Xiaoqiang pointed the gun at that side but found nothing, he continued to shoot forward.

"Bump ......" The roof of the car shook, Zhang Xiaoqiang only cared about the corpses in front of him, "Da ......" The five or six rifles sprayed scorching gun flames while sending bullets into the corpses in front, Zhang Xiaoqiang's eardrums continued to vibrate with the gunshot, and now he couldn't hear the sound outside the gunshot.

Shooting a magazine, Zhang Xiaoqiang was about to change the magazine when he found that the heavy machine gun next to him was no longer ringing, he turned his head to look, and the scene in front of him made his eyes crack.

A sturdy S2 stood behind the machine gun nest on the roof of the car, with dark feet, ten toenails like barbs tightly buckled to the skin of the roof, and the nails pierced deep into the iron sheet, although the off-road vehicle kept shaking, but the small body of the S2 stood steadily, and the body continued to fine-tune to adapt to the center of gravity.

Its half-foot-long claw blade clasped the Heavy's neck, the sharp claw blade cut into the neck about halfway, the Heavy Gunner's neck continued to gush blood along S2's claw blade to dye its claws red, the Heavy Gunner's chest military uniform and flesh were pulled out of a large hole, Bai Sensen's ribs were tumbling on the side of the ribs, the red blood flowed outward like a stream onto the yellow uniform, wetting the clothes, the Heavy was not dead, his body was still twitching slightly, and his legs were still pumping.

S2 grabbed the Heavy with one claw, tilted his head slightly, and with the other claw held a fist-sized heart held high, wisps of blood dripping down into its large, fang-filled mouth.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiaoqiang was furious, and the five or six types in his hand did not load, and he smashed the hot barrel towards S2 with both hands, and the mahogany handle brought a gust of wind and slammed into S2's forearm holding the machine gunner.

Wood fragments on the broken mahogany butt flew everywhere, and as the butt broke, S2's forearm became at an angle of more than 40 degrees, and S2 could no longer hold the heavy, and the heavy body of the heavy fell to the roof of the car, splashing a splash of blood.

S2's arm was broken, it was furious, the heart held on its claw was pinched and exploded, and the scarlet blood claw with the heart piece of flesh grabbed Zhang Xiaoqiang, ......and the steel casing of the Type 56 submachine gun collided with its scarlet blood-stained claws, S2's claws were knocked back, and the parts of the casing also fell apart and fell on the roof of the car with a clang.

"Bump ......" S2 raised his foot and took a big step towards Zhang Xiaoqiang, the sharp nails like barbs on his feet made the roof iron squeak, and another paw swept back to Zhang Xiaoqiang......