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The speed of the third-level zombies is faster than that of ordinary zombies, the destructive power is indeed the strongest, their strength is strong, and the defense is relatively high, the general rifle has to shoot four or five shots, and it is also a mobile key point to be able to kill the third-level zombies.

So this is also the advantage of the third-level zombies, the third-level zombies came to charge in a group, the purpose was obvious, that is, they wanted to drag the behind, this infantry fighting vehicle, into their corpse group, and then their target was the two personnel carriers in the middle.

The zombies have also learned to break each one, and while thinking about it, Qin Ming has already ordered the anti-aircraft machine gun above the infantry fighting vehicle to strafe the third-level zombie team rushing behind below.

The caliber of anti-aircraft machine guns is generally large-caliber, and the rate of fire is thousands of rounds per minute, and some can reach tens of thousands per minute, so this pigment, just a light point shot, a row of bullets swept over, is not a third-level zombie can resist.

Just a relaxing sound like an electric drill hitting the cement wall sounded, and the zombies were in the chaotic area, and the flames formed in the prison swept over the body and became pieces of pieces.

The fragments formed by the zombies, in the things behind, continued to splash everywhere, making the road that was originally full of zombie corpses once again paved with layers of accumulated zombie flesh and blood.

The black flesh of the zombies, in the corpses, is like a pile of coal, but the black corpse blood has no merit except for the foul smell that erupts.

The corpses of these seemingly disgusting zombies, the stench that erupted, but made the zombies rushing behind them, some ordinary zombies directly pounced on the flesh and blood, but in exchange for not their feasting, some seemed to be trampled under the feet of other zombies before their mouths were opened.

In this way, it seems that a vicious circle has been formed, the zombies behind them keep following, but the zombies in front keep guiding, after the zombies fall down in batches, the zombies behind them finally reorganize the formation of the attack.

Soon the zombies rushed up from behind, and the group of zombies that rushed up followed closely behind the convoy, looking at the tall figures, and when they appeared again, Qin Ming suddenly felt that these zombies might have other plans.

Because zombies don't suddenly become stupid, when they faced zombies before, these zombies didn't blindly charge to death, if charging from the rear didn't work, the zombies would come out from other directions.

At this moment, the zombies behind them continued to follow behind their convoy, which made Qin Ming a little puzzled, at this time, behind them, the slope changed slightly, so that Qin Ming could not see the situation behind them.

\"What's next? \"

Qin Ming picked up the walkie-talkie and asked the team members standing in the shooting position, because that position was relatively high and he could see the situation in the surrounding crowd.

However, what surprised Qin Ming was that usually these soldiers would answer his questions quickly, but at this moment, the two soldiers standing on the top of the design hole did not answer immediately.

Just as Qin Ming was about to ask for the second time, one of the soldiers said in a trembling voice on the walkie-talkie:

"Report! Report to the captain, something happened the day after tomorrow! There's a fat man following us."

Just when Qin Ming was puzzled, he suddenly heard the report of the soldiers, Qin Ming's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but stare in the direction ahead, there was a gentle slope in front, and he couldn't see the specific situation.

Just when Qin Ming stared at the big eyes suspiciously, before he could ask about the walkie-talkie in his hand, he saw a huge figure, a group of zombies rushed out, and rushed out of the zombie group, seeing the appearance of that figure, Qin Ming was almost choked to death by his own saliva.

The round body, the size of a sumo wrestler, and the sleek head, every point showed that the zombie in front of them was the fifth-level zombie they feared.

Level 5 zombies were nothing short of a nightmare for their convoy, especially without the cover of heavy tanks, which was almost fatal.

The impact and strength of the fifth-level zombies can almost easily knock more than a dozen tons of things into the airFor the fifth-level zombies, their personnel carriers and infantry fighting vehicles are like fragile cans.

In fact, it is easy to tear this can to shreds, in this group of zombies like mountains and seas, if the cans are torn apart by the fifth-level zombies, then the consequences will be nightmarish.

"100mm smoothbore gun, double shots sent to me \"

With Qin Ming's shout, the team members, who had been a little frightened and stupid, suddenly reacted, relatively speaking, they were also experienced in sitting, although the fifth-level zombies were already less than 50 meters away from them, but the strain reaction still existed.

It's not like the kind of 5G zombies that are so frightened that they can't move, at least they can still maintain a moving posture, and their hands and feet are not too scared to move.

With the sound of the cannonball being loaded, and with the violent shaking of the infantry fighting vehicle, the 100mm smoothbore gun rushed out of the hole of the synchronous combat vehicle, and went straight to the fifth-level zombies rushing in front of him.

The fifth-level zombie, like a charging drunk, kept shaking his body, and when he saw the cannonball rushing over, the endless zombie did not dodge at all, and let out an angry roar in his mouth, and his left and right arms formed an arc.

rushed desperately towards the convoy, the fearless state, so that everyone couldn't help but tremble, this is what distinguishes zombies from all humans, zombies face death, and anything that makes humans fearful, zombies are fearless.

Except for high-level zombies, with a certain IQ, they will dodge some deadly attacks, but in addition, no zombie will be afraid of oncoming attacks.

At this time, the fifth-level zombie opposite them was like a fearless madman, everyone was afraid in the face of madmen, and in the face of madmen who could eat people, the fear of these people added a bit of horror.

The fear that tears apart the hearts of these people makes these people tremble, and this tremor comes from the heart, and the fear in the depths of the soul cannot be easily compensated for by training.

The team member who fired the cannonball continued to shell the smoothbore gun, and another team member, driving an anti-aircraft machine gun, stared at the level 5 zombies shrouded in thick fog, smoke and flames.

Level 5 zombies are very lethal.