Doomsday Killing Evolution

"Da da da" the mad cow put the heavy machine gun on the wreckage of an abandoned car, aimed at the group of zombies 500 meters away in front and kept pulling the trigger. The dense group of zombies in front did not need to aim at all. The bullets fired from the machine gun can penetrate the heads of three or five zombies.

"The snipers each find a good place to snipe the advanced zombies in the zombie group, and the rest of them will hit me hard with their squad leader at the center." The middle-aged man jumped on the roof of a military truck and shouted, The middle-aged man knows that among the large number of zombies, there must be level 1 zombies or even level 2 zombies. He is not worried about ordinary zombies. If you are separated from them, if you are rushed into your team by a level 1 zombie, it will cause irreparable losses.

Following the order of the middle-aged man, several armed young men who had just got off the armored vehicle found their own places, pointed their sniper rifles at the group of zombies ahead, and searched for the zombies hidden among the ordinary zombies intently. Advanced zombies.

The middle-aged man stood on the roof of the car, looking solemnly at the group of zombies ahead. The number of this group of zombies is very large. At a glance, there are no less than [-] of them, and the road ahead is impassable. The ammunition in his hand has been used up a lot in the past few days to get rid of the zombies chasing from Changhe City. It seems that today is more or less ominous.

Although dozens of zombies will fall down every meter they advance, death is completely meaningless to these unconscious zombies. Under the impact of the metal frenzy, the feared zombie group approached the convoy step by step.

When the group of zombies approached about ten meters away from the convoy, the group of more than 2 zombies had shrunk to about [-]. At this time, the soldiers in the front row could clearly see the distorted faces of the zombies. The rotting facial features, mutilated limbs, tattered belly, and the clothes that have been turned into cloth strips and hung on the zombies all indicate the fact that these zombies were once human beings.

As the zombie swarm approached, the soldiers could only keep retreating to ensure a safe distance from the zombie swarm, so that they could effectively kill the zombies without being injured by the zombies.

"The soldiers in the back row get into the compartment one by one, and use the compartment to block them." The middle-aged man asked the soldiers to go up to the compartment of the military truck in batches to block the approaching zombie group. The compartment of the modified military truck is three meters high. Although the area above the carriage was limited and the soldiers could not all be lined up, the height of three meters became an insurmountable obstacle for these ordinary zombies.

The soldiers gathered on the carriages of five military trucks condescendingly launched an intensive attack on the zombie group on the ground. The guns gathered together were full of firepower, like a metal-colored torrential rain, non-stop on the zombie group. Down, hundreds, hundreds of zombie heads exploded in an instant, and the zombies fell down in batches. Just when the middle-aged man saw the situation in front of him and his dignified expression eased, a sudden shock happened up.

A dozen or so Level 1 zombies who were hiding among the ordinary zombies suddenly jumped out of the group of zombies under the leadership of a Level 2 zombie, and launched an attack on the soldiers on the compartment of the military truck.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The snipers who had been waiting for an opportunity locked their targets and launched attacks. Several bullets fired at the level 1 zombie successfully blasted the head of the level 1 zombie, temporarily relieving the level 1 zombie. The sudden jump brought pressure to the fighters on the carriage.

However, the bullets fired at the level 2 zombies did not work. The level 2 zombies just put their arms in front of their faces to defuse the attacks of the snipers. It aimed at the level 2 zombie in the air, but this level 1 zombie didn't dodge at all, but put its arms in front of its face and let the bullet hit its body.

The defense ability of a level 2 zombie is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary zombies. When the bullet hit its body, it only made a few small holes. The bullet did not penetrate the skin of the level 2 zombie, but was killed by the level 2 zombie. The tough skin was clamped tightly, keeping it out of the body.

However, the sniper rifle and submachine gun did not stop the pace of the second-level zombie, causing the second-level zombie to jump onto the roof of a military truck.

Originally, because of the limited area of ​​the military truck compartment, the soldiers who were tightly packed together suddenly became lambs waiting to be slaughtered in the face of level 2 zombies that could not be killed by submachine gun bullets.

"Bang" with a loud noise, the level 2 zombies landed among the soldiers without any pause. The level 2 zombies started a bloody massacre of the soldiers, one soldier was torn into two by the level 2 zombies , In just ten seconds, twenty fighters were slaughtered by level 2 zombies.

After licking the fresh blood on the nails, the level 2 zombie grabbed a soldier's thigh and devoured it. Bloody red blood dripped down the corner of the level 2 zombie's mouth.

"Damn beast, go to hell with me!" A young soldier who was cut in half by the sharp claws of a level 2 zombie endured the severe pain and took two grenades from the corpses of his comrades around him. With puzzled eyes, he exhausted his last bit of strength and threw the grenade at the feet of the level 2 zombie.

"Boom" saw two grenades that sounded "chi chi" under his feet. The level 2 zombie didn't know what they were, so he threw away his half-eaten thigh, took the two grenades in his hand, and sniffed them up to his nose. Go, in the simple wisdom of the level 2 zombies, there are only edible and inedible things. When the level 2 zombies put two grenades in front of their noses, the grenade made a huge explosion, blowing the heads of the level 2 zombies into pieces. debris.

The explosion of two grenades not only killed a level 2 zombie, but also caused damage to the surrounding soldiers. The shock wave generated by the explosion of the grenade knocked several unsuspecting soldiers off the compartment of the military truck. Following the short screams of the soldiers, these soldiers were torn to pieces by the group of zombies below.

"Ah..." The tragedy that happened in front of my eyes stimulated Mad Bull. Mad Bull held the heavy machine gun in his hand, and started to shoot crazily at the group of zombies below. With the increase of dead zombies on the ground, the corpses of the zombies padded the ground. , so that the zombies behind can already reach the soldiers on the military truck compartment.

As the group of zombies was able to attack the soldiers on the compartment of the military truck, from time to time, some soldiers were dragged off the compartment by the zombies and torn to pieces, and some soldiers who were unwilling to be swallowed by the zombies pulled the grenade on their waists and died with the zombies.

Fierce fights can be seen everywhere on the Panshi Expressway. After more than half an hour, the last ordinary zombie on the battlefield was blown off its head and fell limply.

Looking at the thirty or so soldiers standing behind him, the middle-aged man suddenly had a feeling of despair. In just a few days, not only the gathering place he built was occupied by a soldier-level zombie , even the team that I spent two years meticulously building, there are only these [-] people left at this time. This makes the middle-aged man, who has always been strong, not painful. Destroyed, how can a middle-aged man not feel sad.

"Captain, let's go quickly. If we don't leave, we will be overtaken by zombies." Looking at the middle-aged man who suddenly seemed to be much older, Mad Bull comforted him.

"Everyone, take your weapons and food. Now we have no way to clean up the cars in front of the toll booth. After we walk through the toll booth, we are trying to find a way to find the vehicle." Pushing away the hand of the soldier who wanted to help him, the middle-aged man once again He regained his confidence and ordered.

"Yes, Captain." The rest of the soldiers saluted together and hurriedly collected supplies.

Everyone is a well-trained soldier. Although they lost many comrades in battle just now, they put away their sadness and quickly ran towards the toll booth. After all, the most common thing in the last days is death, and everyone has already died. Get used to it.

In the battle with zombies, there will be no wounded at all. Once injured, even a slight wound means death, so the speed of everyone is still very fast.