677. Wasted bullets
It seems that it is not always a team, and it is difficult for their combat methods and combat qualities to be quickly integrated.
So Qin Ming didn't explain too much, but just said a few words, and then expressed his words to the company commander, in the company commander's worried gaze, Qin Ming was still staring at the zombie group in front of him.
The third-level zombie in front was still opening up the road around the one, and the corpses of the zombies that had been killed by them before, and the corpses of the zombies piled up at the mouth of the valley, were constantly thrown aside by this third-level zombie.
I saw this third-level zombie, bending down and waving his arms, like a humanoid road opener, grabbing the zombie corpse on the ground, and throwing it to both sides easily as if he was throwing a sack.
It seems that what was thrown up was not a few hundred catties of zombies at all, but broken sacks of straw, and those zombies were like scarecrows one by one, thrown out by the third-level zombies.
At the same time as it was thrown out again, the blood loss on the ground, as well as the flesh and blood brought up by the zombies, kept shaking, and the bodies of the third-level zombies were already covered with dirt, making the already dirty and rotten body even more wrinkled and dirty, and a hideous face.
The closer it gets, the more clearly the zombie's face can be displayed in front of all the soldiers, and behind the third-level zombie are more third-level zombies.
If the coefficient came down, the number of third-level zombies rushing in front gradually changed from a dozen to dozens, and Qin Ming was surprised to find that the number of these third-level zombies even had a tendency to exceed 100.
There is even a tendency for people to grow upward, under this terrifying pressure, even Qin Ming himself feels a little amazing, and at the same time, letting so many high-level evolutionary zombies appear, it shows that the quality of the zombie group in front of him has reached a very high level.
It is only the first year of the outbreak of the end times, and if in the first year, the number of evolved zombies in the zombie group has reached this level, then it is very likely that the zombie group will evolve more and more zombies in the future.
He can't say exactly how many zombies will reach, but as far as the 30,000 zombies in front of him are concerned, the evolution zombies in them have reached more than thousands, which can already show that the ratio of zombie evolution has reached the level of five to one.
If it's five to one, then it means that among the five zombies, one zombie is an evolved zombie, and among the evolved zombies, there are more high-level zombies, like this second, third, and fourth-level zombies, which have become the existence of rotten streets.
This kind of zombie can be found in almost every step of the attack, and as for the zombies of another group, that is, the zombies of higher levels, especially the zombies above level 5, the number of zombies that appear is not so much.
They have fought until now, and there are only three fifth-level zombies, which can still be seen, as for whether it is hidden by him, he doesn't know, according to the previous situation, the probability of the appearance of fifth-level zombies is basically beginning to decrease, basically ten thousand zombies can be composed of about 10 fifth-level zombies, which is already good.
This is also what makes Qin Ming feel a headache, because he only has three fifth-level zombies he saw before, if there is a fifth-level zombie according to the thousand zombies, then among the tens of thousands of zombies in front of him, there should be at least 10 to about 10 fifth-level zombies.
This is still calculated according to the minimum number, under this probability, where did some of the other level 5 zombies go? This is a big point, and Qin Ming also put these zombies so close in order to observe the movements of these zombies.
But these things, how could he explain these things to the soldiers of these field regiments in front of him and the company commander, just when the company commander was as anxious as ants on a hot pot, when the zombies had rushed to a distance of nearly 20 meters, they waited for the order to fire and finally came as promised.
"Fire"
With Qin Ming's order, the soldiers put their fingers on the trigger, and finally pulled the trigger fiercely, at the moment of pulling the trigger, the gun in the hand kept beating, and with the beating of the gun, the muzzle spewed out strings of flames in the night sky to form flames.
The chain of fire formed a natural flame king in front of hundreds of people, and under the cover of this net of flames, merciless bullets poured down on the bodies of these charging third-level zombies in front of them.
\"Whoa! \"
In the angry roar of the zombies, dozens of third-level zombies instantly burst out into a cloud of black blood under the cover of the fire network and the blow of the bullets, and the blood mist sprayed in the air.
The body of the third-level zombie also writhed in place with the impact of the bullet, as if it was dancing some kind of foreign folk dance, the image was extremely weird, and the huge body writhed like a woman's posture.
However, this posture did not last long, simply because these bullets were not teaching these zombies to dance but to drain the life force of these zombies, and after the life force of the zombies was completely drained, one by one the huge bodies couldn't help but fall to the ground.
The road that was cleared before was instantly filled with the tall bodies of these third-level zombies, and as more and more zombies fell, the road that was originally cleared by zombies was piled up even higher by third-level zombies.
These third-level zombies were rained down by bullets in the roar, and they were directly beaten into corpses like a hornet's nest, seeing this, the company commander clenched his fists excitedly and excitedly, but Qin Ming frowned.
Those bullet holes that shot densely were basically shot out by the soldiers of the field regiment, and for the members of their special operations regiment, they would not shoot in this form at all.
Because in the long-term battle, they have honed their tenacious character, as well as rich combat experience, in the face of this number of zombies, they are not nervous and excited at all, but methodically launch an attack, in this distance, there is no need for dense bullets to cover the shooting, only need to shoot and kill,
The soldiers of the field regiment, as if they did not have this consciousness, pulled the trigger, shouted frantically, and even felt that the rifle in their hands could vent the anger in their hearts and the depressed mood of being suppressed by the zombies before.
But without the consciousness of saving bullets, Qin Ming watched a zombie basically be beaten into a sieve, and the deadly bullets on the zombie's body were only three bullets to five bullets.
But the remaining forty or fifty rounds of bullets,