430 Massacre
In the end, the paratrooper tank did not squeeze everyone into the lake, the gravel ground around the lake was not very solid, and the heavier tonnage paratrooper vehicles could easily sink into it, at this time, the assault vehicle formed a loose semicircle, and together with the two paratrooper tanks, surrounded everyone.
Zhang Xiaoqiang sat in the car, watching thousands of people surrounded by the lake, his heart was complicated and abnormal, these people had a bad head, they wanted to rob Zhang Xiaoqiang's boat, which Zhang Xiaoqiang did not allow, you must know that there are still 100,000 people in the gathering place, the retreat is out of reach, the zombies are about to reach under the wall, the gathering place must be stable, once the chaos is over, no one can escape.
The thousands of people in front of him, Zhang Xiaoqiang really didn't know how to deal with them for a while, these people haven't really rushed into the riverside shipyard, to say that there is still room for it, after all, Zhang Xiaoqiang's soldiers have no casualties, and the equipment is not damaged, it's just ...... Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but secretly hate, these people are too anxious, if they slow down, wait for him to bring people to support, maybe he can control the situation before there are no dead people, now there are dead people over there, the opening has been opened, if the rest is not dealt with, it will bring luck to others, under the very moment, once there is chaos again, Zhang Xiaoqiang does not dare to guarantee that he has enough time to suppress.
Seeing the frightened crowd in front of him, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked carefully, and in the end, he didn't find a woman in it, women are relatively speaking, not as motivated as men in the last days, and all kinds of injustices in the past made them a little self-defeating, so the two riots in a row were men, and women did not participate.
In this case, Zhang Xiaoqiang decided to use the lives of thousands of people in front of him as a tool to deter the gathering place, with Zhang Xiaoqiang's order, the hands of thousands of soldiers trembled a little, the opposite side was not zombies, it was a living person, they had not survived alone outside, they had not experienced the final despair, let them kill ten people, they could do it, let them kill a hundred people, they could do it, but let them kill thousands of people, they might not be able to do it.
As Zhang Xiaoqiang's order to fire was given, all the assault vehicles and paratrooper fighting vehicles opened fire at the same time, spraying countless bullets into the dense crowd, and then the infantry intermittently heard the sound of shooting.
The sudden fire stunned everyone, the crowd standing by the lake didn't believe that the other side would actually shoot, countless bullets brought out large patches of blood and blood mist on the companions in front of them and behind them, and for a while, the entire space was red, red through their eyes, until a bullet entered their chest.
Machine guns have always had the notoriety of battlefield meat grinders, large-caliber machine gun bullets can't even stand the zombies that can't be killed, not to mention human beings, in the bloody light of the sky, pieces of stumps and broken flesh are swept up into the sky like a storm, the lake has become a hell on earth in an instant, the dense crowd is like a scarecrow blown away by the wind, and the crying and whistling of bullets have become the main theme of the lake, and even overpowered the dense gunfire.
More and more of the more than a thousand soldiers fired the first bullet, they couldn't see anything, there was a blood mist in front of them, all their faces and figures were shrouded in blood mist, after they shot the first bullet, their stiff fingers were rejuvenated, the second bullet, the third bullet was fired out in succession, one after another, more and more people joined this flesh and blood song.
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked indifferently at the people who fell in the blood mist in front of him, with dynamic vision, and he could see everything inside more clearly than anyone else, in the flesh and blood flying, countless bullets were scattered in the perspective, and at the same time, it also made his brain feel dizzy, but Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't close his eyes this time, he kept looking, he saw that the first bullet tore three people into minced flesh, it was a 12.7mm bullet.
He saw two paratrooper fighting vehicles spraying 7.62 mm machine gun bullets, compared to large-caliber bullets that can easily tear the human body apart, the astonishing rate of fire of the parallel machine guns made the rows of people fall neatly, like an invisible scythe harvesting the ears of life, and the thousands of rifles sprayed deadly projectiles, Zhang Xiaoqiang was not sure whether every rifle was fired, but the rifle bullets caused more damage than machine guns.
The rain of bullets formed by thousands of rifles was like countless hailstones, which smashed the dense crowd in an instant, and the neat and dense front was shattered in an instant, and hundreds of people fell to the ground and convulsed in an instant. The blood mist blocked everyone's view, they did not receive a ceasefire order, and continued to shoot, in the blood mist, countless people fell to the ground, except for some of the corpses that were hit by large-caliber bullets and couldn't even put their heads together, most of them retained their expressions before death, or frightened, or resentful, but more incredulous, as if at the last moment they were still questioning that they were going to die.
More and more people fell, fewer and fewer people were standing, they did not flee, but stood stupidly in place and could not move, at this moment their brains were empty, there was nothing else in their eyes except screams and blood, let countless blood splash on their faces, bodies, let countless minced flesh and internal organs, spread a carpet around them, they were completely frightened, they could no longer make any action, standing there in a daze, until they became part of the corpse fire and minced meat.
The blood mist in the sky is difficult to dissipate for a while, just like a thousand-year-old demon, looping around the lake, enveloping this hell on earth, devouring the painful souls of the victims, countless bullets break into the blood mist, and the high-speed flying bullets leave a scorching smell on the blood mist, and the crowd standing is getting smaller and smaller, most of the bullets miss, dyeing the lake crimson behind them, or lifting pieces of minced meat on the ground.
Zhang Xiaoqiang could see everything in the blood mist, he knew that most of the bullets were missed, but he did not give the order for a ceasefire, and he was also stupid at the moment, although his face was cold and solemn at the moment, but there were shocking waves in his heart.
He had thought that killing these thousands of people would quickly stabilize the gathering place, so that all the ill-intentioned people would not dare to have any more thoughts, and all the survivors would cooperate with them like sheep.
But he didn't think that the scene of thousands of people being shot was so tragic, he had killed many people, just in the gathering place, he killed hundreds of them with his own hands, and it was not for nothing that the dead were extremely cruel, three hundred people only lost their heads because of one of his orders, or twice, he thought that he had been ground into a heart of stone, but he didn't expect that when he saw the slaughterhouse of thousands of corpses, he was frightened, thousands of bloody corpses exceeded his limit.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was stunned to see the countless corpses in front of him dyeing the ground and the lake crimson, thinking that these people were all killed because of one of his orders, he seemed to hear the cries of countless unjust souls echoing in his ears, the gunfire did not stop, the bullets continued to lift pieces of dirt with blood and flesh on the corpses on the ground, and more complete corpses were also torn and torn apart by large-caliber bullets.
Zhang Xiaoqiang took a deep breath, pressed all the superfluous thoughts and magic obstacles in his heart, and raised his right arm suddenly, and in the next second, all the heavy machine guns stopped one after another, and the gunfire slowly disappeared.
The onlookers in the distance were blocked by thousands of soldiers, and they couldn't see the blood by the lake clearly, but those soldiers could see it clearly, there was a blood mist in the sky when they shot, and they could only see a figure screaming, or falling, or being torn apart, but when the blood mist dispersed and everything was clearly presented in their eyes, no one could keep them awake, as stupid as Zhang Xiaoqiang before.
The corpses by the lake stretched from the shore of the lake to the lake, the corpses were stacked on top of each other, and the bodies were piled up together to form a mound with blood springs, some of them were lucky enough not to die for a while, squirming in the pile of corpses, and the cries were indispensable, and they were not as loud as before, and those who were weak seemed to be making the final struggle.