"Boom ————!"

The scarred machine-gun turret was blown into small irregular pieces of iron by its own damaged batteries and explosive parts, and the high-speed flying scrap of scrap iron even stabbed many pirates who were close to it, leaving incurable, dense wounds and scars on their flesh!

"Grab their attention!" The pirate leader Sahabrin hid in the bushes, shouting out a slang that outsiders could not understand, "Two of our brothers have already touched from behind, and if we hold on for a while, this base will be ours forever!" ”

"Rush, !!" An ugly pirate who had gone crazy responded to the leader's call well, and despite the rain of bullets scattered everywhere in the clearing, he got up from the ground and rushed towards the main body of the base!

"Ahhh!!!hhh

The remaining pirates let out a hysterical and weird roar under the extreme stimulation of drugs and blood, brandished all kinds of guns in their hands, and followed the ugly pirates to launch an unreasonable and frenzied charge against Mosilaire and the others on the rooftop!

"Bang!"

Bender used the old pump-activated shotgun in his hand that had not had time to be updated and replaced, and he made a big hole in a pirate who tried to climb onto the roof, but he didn't expect that this madman whose chest was blown up by a deer bullet lead pellet showed a hideous face, and tried to drag Bender off the roof before he was angry!

"-you-stupid-!" Frightened by this horrible creature, Bender leaned back hard, barely pulled the bloodstained pump-action shotgun out of his thick pincer-like palm, and slammed the butt twice into the goddamn fool's skull, causing the dizzy pirate to let go of his thick palm, slamming it to the ground, staring at his eyes and exhaling his last breath.

"Woo-woo-——!"

Two bullets almost grazed Bender's ears, causing him to tug at his ears in pain in the sudden and violent tinnitus.

"Class ————"

Faintly, he seemed to hear his companion calling his name.

"Little ...... Noodles – Bender! ”

What? Be careful of what?

Bender, who was stuck behind the cover, gasped for breath and turned his head in confusion.

Suddenly swelling in front of him was a large mass of flesh and blood, mixed with exploding shards of internal organs and viscous stomach contents, vaguely drawing another round of scarlet and terrifying blood moon in front of the pale white moon.

Bang.

As the stump of the white spine of the upper body swayed and fell to its knees in front of him, stirring up a little dust, the dazed Bender was relieved by the sound of the steel sword falling from mid-air to the ground—he felt that he would not be able to eat anything for the next few days—especially when the rain of flesh from the charged bullets fell on him.

"Back—back!" Mosilaire leaned weakly against the bunker with her bullet-struck left leg, and shouted at Little Red Riding Hood - the charged rifle in her hand was still charging, and she couldn't deal with the other pirate behind her who had been hiding behind her!

It seems a little too late to remind you now - why!

The pirate strode no more than two or three meters away, and swung his butcher's knife at poor Little Red Riding Hood, who had his back to him—and Mosilaire closed her eyes in agony, and self-reproach and despair immediately took over her entire mind—and it was over, it was finished.

These brutes, filthy stupid bastards who rely on the next three indiscriminate means to win!

"Bang bang ——!"

A dense burst of pistol fire, but suddenly came from the skylight leading to the roof - it was an old knife!

The rapid-fire automatic pistol that was squeezed the trigger burst into a blinding fire in the dark night, spewing out a barrage of lethal projectiles in the blink of an eye, turning the scumbag who tried to sneak up into a leaking sieve!

"Uhh——!h The dense 9mm pistol bullets staggered the pirate, and the long sword that slashed at Little Red Riding Hood only made a deep and shallow cut on the lady's back!

"you!" Little Red Riding Hood was taken aback, turned around and used the submachine gun in her hand to make more gurgling holes in this-day fellow, and sent him and his good brothers to hell!

"Are you alright?" The old knife helped Mosilaire and slowly walked down the stairs with Bender and Little Red Riding Hood in front of him.

"If I say it's okay—" Mosilaire smiled bitterly at the old knife who was staring at her with concern, "would you believe it?" ”

"I will believe." The old knife made a serious joke, trying to amuse the pale girl.

But Mosilaire only shook her head slowly, and didn't speak again—she was really about to pass out from the pain of the bullet embedded in the flesh.

"Little Red Riding Hood, are you alright?" Covered in blood, Bender held Little Red Riding Hood and carefully straddled the steep staircase beneath his feet.

"Well......" Little Red Riding Riding Hood, whose bones were getting weaker and weaker, only faintly responded, and it was impossible to put one's mind at ease—especially the blood oozing from her back and abdomen, which had paved the entire narrow staircase with a more or less shocking red.

"Get Little Red Riding Hood to the bedroom, hiss-" Mosilaire, who had accidentally pulled on the muscles of her left leg, snorted lowly, "I'll do a bullet and stop the bleeding for her, hurry!" ”

"Good!" Bender no longer hesitated, but took Little Red Riding Hood, who was leaning against him and was almost completely unconscious, in his arms, and rushed downstairs and disappeared from the sight of Mosilaire and the old knife.

"Sister!"

Downstairs in the hallway came Anya and Winnie's exclamations that these young children shouldn't have seen such a bloody picture - but they really couldn't help it.

"Winnie—Winnie—" Mosilaire whispered Winnie's name, telling the clever child to poke his head out of the corner of the stairs.

"Sister......" The little girl saw Mosilaire, who was supported by the old knife and had blood-stained cotton pants, and her big black eyes were a little red and swollen, "Are you okay?" ”

"I'm fine, you go and take out the medical kit I put in our bedroom cabinet, and send it to 103, which is Little Red Riding Hood's bedroom." Mosilaire barely pulled out a smile and winked playfully at Winnie, "Good girl, you should remember what the medical kit looks like, right?" ”

"Hmm!" Winnie burst into tears and laughed, turned and ran away quickly.

With the help of the old knife, Mosilaire limped through the hallway and into Little Red Riding Hood's bedroom.

The little bedroom was already full of people, and everyone seemed to be concerned about Little Red Riding Cycle's fate - especially Anya, the little girl was crying like a tearful person, and the sad sobs sounded heartbreaking.

"Let's all go out, it's enough for me and Winnie here." Mosilaire leaned against the edge of the door and gave an unquestionable order.

"I ...... I? Winnie didn't quite understand Sister Mosiliel's decision, and seemed a little surprised.

"Well, it's up to you to help me this time." She smiled gently, and then shouted at the people who were still in a daze, "Hurry up, what are you still doing, I promise that Lady Little Red Riding Hood will be fine!" ”

Lao Dao and Bender glanced at each other, and exited bedroom 103 with the poor little girl Anya in her arms, and closed the wooden door of the room.

Whew, Mosilaire patted his face and let out a long sigh.

Cheering herself on, she took the medical kit that Winnie handed her, rolled up her left trouser leg and tied a tourniquet, and simply stopped the bleeding for herself, and then with Winnie's help, she took off Little Red Riding Hood's underwear and checked the girl's injuries - even though Mosilaire was only a crappy doctor and even hung up on an important subject in college, she still had enough confidence to save Little Red Riding Hood's dying life - she had to have faith, Otherwise, who else could Little Red Riding Hood, who had fallen into a coma at this time, rely on?

Outside the perimeter of the perimeter of the colony's protective walls, a tall figure was cursing and swearing on the soft ground—the face of the embarrassed man, if there were any living pirates around him—it was the pirate leader Sahabrind.

As a pirate leader, the quick-witted Sahablin naturally didn't have to charge as hard as his low-level men - he spent most of his time sitting in the rear and waiting for his men to hand over the fruits of victory to him - and Sahablin did so from beginning to end of the battle.

So it was easy for him to find an opportunity to climb over the protective wall and slip away quietly - he didn't care if his men lived or died - of course, it would be nice if he could survive one or two pirates to help him carry his gun.

It doesn't matter if you don't, there will always be a chance to make a comeback in the future.

Shrugged, Sahablin cursed viciously at the colonists of the fringe colonies, completely forgetting that zombies were the true masters of the land.

Sahabrin didn't seem to realize that he had accidentally slipped into the encirclement of wandering zombies—but he would soon find out.

The shootout that broke out in the fringe colony also attracted the neighbors of Rose Hill - when the leopard and the two tribal youths visited the fringe colony in the dark of night, the bloody sight of stumps and blood almost made them speechless - although this well-planned despicable sneak attack lasted only a dozen minutes, the intensity of the attack was clearly not comparable to that of traditional cold-weapon combat.

The leopard seemed to be frightened by the bloody corpses of pirates that had fallen to the ground in the open space of the base and had not yet had time to dispose of them, so he stumbled a little when he greeted everyone crowded in the hallway watching the situation in Little Red Riding Hood's bedroom—but Winnie, the only tribal speaker in the colony, was still in the bedroom assisting Mosilele with possible surgeries and stitches, so they couldn't explain anything to them, so he rudely motioned for them to take a seat in the dining room and wait until they were free to entertain the guests.