The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

Chapter 608 Are They Really Captives?
Ta-da-da, ta-da, ta-da.

Without waiting for the smoke to clear, Zhang Su rolled over and began to fight back, because there was no time to waste, the people on the opposite side had already picked up their weapons!

The explosion was quite powerful, but it did not cause much damage to the extremely solid railway bridge. Only a few concrete beams were blown to pieces. Zhang Su walked towards the enemy while shooting. He was not afraid even if the other party fired guns.

Of course, he was not being reckless. He dared to push forward because his whole body was airtightly protected. After lowering the brim of his hat, there was almost no exposed part. He decided that after he returned this time, he would transform the bulletproof skin into a mask, leaving only two holes for seeing outside.

"Zhou Haotian and Ke Zhiyu stay where you are, and the others follow!"

Zhang Su yelled that these two temporary members didn’t have bulletproof vests, and if they were hit, they might be in great danger.

"Brothers, they were blinded by the bombing, and even one person dared to resist. Kill him!"

Skinny Monkey heard Zhang Su's shout and started to shout as well, holding a hunting rifle and shooting. He didn't know how to use it at all. After firing a shot, he fiddled with it for a long time and didn't know how to reload the bullet...

The others were not as useless as Skinny Monkey. They shot at the figure coming out of the smoke with gunshot after gunshot, gritting their teeth and imagining the scene of successful counterattack in their minds. Those sophisticated weapons would then belong to them!
Fire flashed, fantasies were shattered quickly, bullets flew back and forth, and the hit rate of the Dragon Head Deserter was very touching. In a hurry, only one of the twenty or thirty bullets hit Zhang Su's thigh, and they had already lost two of their companions!

Zhang Su could feel the sour and spicy sensation in the flesh of his thigh, but this minor injury was nothing serious and he continued to shoot calmly. Suddenly, he saw a figure out of the corner of his eye. It was Mai Sakura Tachibana holding a pistol.

When it is really inconvenient to use cold weapons, Tachibana Maiying also begins to accept hot weapons. Bottom lines are meant to be broken, and one should not be too stubborn.

Dada, pa, pa, another dragon head deserter fell to the ground and died.

"Fuck it, leave me some!"

Zhao Dezhu climbed up despite the tinnitus in his ears. Yu Qing was pinned under him. He didn't bother to help his wife up and ran forward, knowing that only by eliminating the enemy could he be completely safe.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Yubo, Chen Hanzhou, Pan Guoliang and others climbed up and joined the battle.

This seemingly fierce gun battle was actually determined from the moment it began. Whether in terms of weapons or protective gear, the two sides were not on the same level at all. Coupled with the gap in personnel, the outcome of the battle was purely one-sided!
The skinny monkey led his men to fight and retreat. Every time he retreated one step, one of them fell. After five steps back, four of his companions fell. He could no longer hold on any longer.

"Brothers, fight to the end, the city is here and the people are here!"

Skinny Monkey suddenly shouted out the oath to defend the Longtou Camp, threw the shotgun in his hand forward, then turned around and fled madly.

"Skinny monkey, you are paralyzed..."

Da da... whoosh, snap, snap, puff.

"what……"

"Uh!"

puff puff...

The battle didn't last long from the beginning to the end. The pieces of meat hanging on the barbed wire were still trembling and the smell of blood was still lingering around the nose, but it was over. Sixteen Dragon Head deserters were killed and the Yama Legion was hit a total of seven times.

The worst off was Zhang Ya. She was shot three times, but apart from the burning pain, there was nothing else. It even felt worse than dysmenorrhea.

The value of the petrified skin bulletproof suit continues to rise.

The skinny monkey listened to the continuous gunshots behind him, the curses of his fallen companions, and the sound of bullets passing by his ears. The skinny monkey thought his mother had given him two fewer legs, and he just ran away with his head down!

But soon he could no longer run.

Puff, puff, puff.

"Ah...ah!"

The skinny monkey was shot in the popliteal fossa, and his knee exploded and became useless immediately. He fell forward and fell hard. Two of his teeth were knocked out on the beam and flew high into the air, with yellow teeth and blood...

"Damn, damn, this is so, so unlucky. I should have jumped down earlier. Damn it!" The skinny monkey did not give up. He used his arms and legs to crawl forward, cursing.

He thought he was shot in the popliteal fossa because of bad luck, but in fact it was Zhang Su who asked Tan Huajun to keep him here on purpose.

The skinny monkey ran decisively but very slowly, and a shot from Tan Huajun made him lose his ability to move.

"A bunch of rubbish, you can't even do a single thing properly. Damn, you run so slowly, even dogs are faster than you..."

The skinny monkey had two arms and one leg, and was trying hard to move forward. From a distance, it looked like a fleshy worm, its lips trembling as it moved, and its eyes were full of desire for life.

"Brother, just shoot him to death. It would be very dangerous if he has a bomb on him!"

Zhao Dezhu is not afraid of ordinary bullets, but he is still quite afraid of explosions. Mainly because his wife often tells him about the power of explosions, which makes him feel awe.

"Ah……"

Zhang Su sneered: "This cowardly bastard who sells out his teammates would have the guts to plant a bomb on himself? Zhuzi, you think too highly of him. He is not even as good as those absolutely righteous lunatics!"

Those who had experienced the battle between West Second Ring Road and Absolute Justice nodded their heads, saying that Skinny Monkey was at most insidious, cunning and inhumane, but not crazy.

Crunch!

Zhang Su caught up with him and put one foot on the skinny monkey's popliteal fossa.

"Ah, ah, ah, damn, it hurts so much!"

Blood was oozing from the bullet site and the whole leg was twitching.

"You hid the bomb on unsuspecting women, let them approach you in the name of a deal, and then detonated the bomb. You're a genius. Did you come up with this idea?"

Zhang Su stepped on the skinny monkey, bent down, grabbed his hat and lifted his head up.

Skinny Monkey looked at Zhang Su with difficulty. His toad-shaped mirror reflected his miserable appearance. His teeth were knocked out and blood was dripping from the gums from the corners of his mouth.

“Ahahaha…”

Skinny Monkey cried, crying very sadly, tears streaming down his face: "Brother, please forgive me, we are just passing by, we didn't intend to do anything to you, why are you trying to kill us all…"

"You really passed by me, but the moment we met, you had an idea, come..."

Zhang Su turned Skinny Monkey around with a loud noise, signaled his companions to tie up his hands, and asked, "Those two guys and five women, are they really the hostages you captured?"

While asking the questions, Zhang Su took off his glasses and looked directly at Skinny Monkey. He asked clearly not to reassure himself, but to verify whether his judgment was correct, just like checking the test paper with the answers after an exam.

The first time Skinny Monkey saw Zhang Su take off his glasses, it turned out that it was to cover the scabbed scars. The pair of eyes, which were not too dark, looked ordinary, but gave him a sense of fear as if he was staring into the abyss, and this fear came in waves, making his lips tremble uncontrollably.

He was in no mood to pay attention to anything else. If he looked around, he would find that not only him, but everyone else was also starting to show some fear.

"Damn, why...why do I feel a chill on my back? Is there something ghostly going on here?"

"Stop talking. It's only morning. Why does it feel like it's getting darker? Hiss..."

"You are afraid, right? If Brother Su hadn't just shot and killed the woman with the bomb, we would all have turned into human puzzle pieces!"

The people of the Yama Legion were affected, and fear emerged in their hearts.

Ju Wuying frowned and gritted her teeth, trying hard to resist the impact of emotions in her heart. She looked at Zhang Su helplessly. Why would she use so much effort to deal with such a small character?

(End of this chapter)