Apocalypse Call Red Alert

Chapter 10 Molotov cocktails

Li Ming, 28 years old, is an administrator of a well-known private company.

To put it bluntly, he is called an administrator, but to put it bluntly, he is just serving tea and water to the leaders in the enterprise and running errands.

If you want to do this kind of job well, you must have the ability to observe people's words, observe people's behavior and flatter others.

Li Ming is considered to be the best among them, and because of this, he can be regarded as a duck to water in the enterprise.

However, under the current situation, Li Ming didn't think that the zombies downstairs would listen to his flattery.

If you want to get out alive, you must find a way!
And he already has a way.

"Zhang Hao, you should also understand that staying here is not an option, we are all going to starve to death." Holding up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, Li Ming said to Zhang Hao: "You saw those people fleeing just now. Although those monsters are terrifying, they are actually not fast, I think we can take advantage of the darkening sky and sneak out from here."

"Sneak out? Where can we go?" Zhang Hao was a little confused. "Wouldn't it be better to just wait here for help?"

"Rescue? We'll starve to death by the time rescue comes!" Li Ming's eyes flashed a trace of hostility. This dead fat man is a complete burden. If it wasn't for the next role, Li Ming wouldn't talk nonsense with him.

If you want to survive, you can only rely on yourself!

"Beep beep-"

He was about to open his mouth to continue persuading Zhang Hao, when suddenly, a harsh car horn sounded from outside the window.

Li Ming was startled for a moment, and then he reacted and immediately rushed to the window.

At the end of the street, at some point, a bright black car drove in, driving slowly on the street, while constantly honking its horn.

"Didi-di-!"

Dozens of zombies on the street heard the sound of the horn, and rushed towards the car with stiff steps, and even many zombies in the apartment were drawn out.

"What is this doing?"

Li Ming was completely fooled by the car's behavior, but when he saw that the zombies were all attracted by the car, he immediately realized that the opportunity to escape from the predicament had come!
……

Wang Peng looked at the group of more than a dozen zombies that were gradually gathering in front of him, his face turned blue.

"Hey, you just have a Molotov cocktail, can you burn so many zombies?"

In his impression, a Molotov cocktail is a simple throwing object filled with half a bottle of alcohol or gasoline, then stuffed with a cloth strip and ignited. Very difficult.

Arnold took out a black bottle similar in size to a beer bottle from his waist.

"This army-specific military incendiary bottle is filled with mixed fuel with an extremely low ignition point. As long as they gather together, they can all be burned."

Wang Peng remained somewhat skeptical about this, but there was nothing to lose if they tried it. With a car, they could run straight away, and the slow-moving zombies had nothing to do with them.

"Get ready to start."

The sky was much darker than before, and the visibility was gradually weakening. Wang Peng wanted to try his best to get it done before it completely darkened.

Without further ado, Arnold opened the door and got out of the car without hesitation, holding a Molotov cocktail in his hand and quietly watching the zombies slowly approaching.

When the fastest walking zombie was within 50 meters of him, Arnold shook his hand and threw the Molotov cocktail out.

The Molotov cocktail hit the zombie's feet with great precision and shattered.

"boom!"

Under the gradually dimming night, a group of dazzling fire burst out suddenly.

The bursting flames spread out like fireworks, forming an extremely wide burning zone in an instant!
The dazzling fire made Wang Peng unable to help squinting his eyes slightly. Although he was far away, he could even feel the suffocating heat when looking at the fire, which was almost two meters high.

"What an awesome Molotov cocktail, isn't it a lie? This is actually a miniature flamethrower, right?"

Although Wang Peng was complaining, he was extremely excited in his heart.

What's the big deal about a Molotov cocktail?This is the Molotov cocktail produced in Red Alert!

You know, the technology tree in the Red Police is quite weird. The Soviet Union can have the magnetic explosion infantry, Yuri is an extremely unscientific technology unit, and the Allied forces have developed the light mausoleum and space transmission technology, which can be called science fiction.

Against this backdrop, what is the point of developing a fuel mixture that burns well?
The ignorant zombies rushed into the flames like moths to a flame, and then rushed out one by one as burning men.

The money did not increase immediately, and Wang Peng was not in a hurry. After calling Arnold to get in the car, he drove the car back slowly.

When the first burning zombie fell to the ground convulsively, Wang Peng couldn't restrain his face from bursting into joy.

"It's done!"

Sure enough, the zombies burned to death by the burning bottle will also increase the system's money.

In this case, the speed of making money will be much, much faster than expected.

It is estimated that in a few days, he will be able to summon the second conscript!

Suddenly, Wang Peng's eyes froze.

Although the sky darkened, the burning flames made the surrounding visibility clear again.

He keenly captured an extremely fast shadow rushing towards this side from the edge of the apartment building.

"Arno!"

Wang Peng's heart skipped a beat, the speed of the zombies is not so fast!Could it be some new monster?
Arnold understood, and immediately leaned out of the car window and raised his gun to point at the shadow.

"Don't! Don't shoot! I'm normal!"

To Wang Peng's surprise, the black figure stopped immediately after being pointed at by the gun, and yelled loudly.

"I'm not those monsters! Whoever you are! Please save me! Take me with you, please?"

After stopping, Wang Peng could finally see what this person looked like.

This is a man with a height of about 1 meters and an ordinary build. He is wearing suit pants, a white shirt, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He looks refined.

Although he looked a little embarrassed, he didn't seem to be infected by the zombies.

"My car has no place, you can figure it out yourself."

Wang Peng's light words made Li Ming feel cold.

"No seat? Are you kidding me? The back seat is obviously empty! What do you mean no seat?"

The aggressive tone made Wang Peng frown.

(End of this chapter)