infinite boiling

Chapter 35 Counterattack

The entire room 1208 was in a mess, the walls were covered with traces of bullet impacts and black gunpowder smoke, the carpet was full of flesh and blood, and eleven broken corpses of zombies were scattered in the living room, which added to the room's ambiguity. A cruel shadow of death.

Tang Zheng walked to Han Li's body, closed her eyes, picked her up, moved her to the bed in the bedroom, and covered her with a quilt.

"I'm sorry, there's only so much I can do." Tang Zheng stood by the bed with a lonely face, and said a few words of blessing quietly. Powerless, but he still persisted.

"She was actually hit by a stray bullet. If she had left the room earlier, she wouldn't have died." Li Xinlan stood by and felt a little sad when she heard Tang Zheng's words. In danger, the young woman changed the subject, "Tang Zheng, what happened to those enemies wearing German uniforms that were teleported?"

"I don't know, let's go take a look." Tang Zheng collected his emotions, walked out of the room, and sat on the floor to rest. He touched an M35 German steel helmet, and sized up the dead zombies by the way, "Eleven people, This should be the strength of a squadron of the German Army in World War II."

These German soldiers wearing M36 uniforms and wearing red armbands with * on their left arms have obviously become zombies. Their skin is rotten and gray, and some places even expose blood and tendons, oozing pus, but their tactical quality is really good. Yes, judging from the brief confrontation and injury to Sophie just now, these guys are difficult to deal with, and of course, they are also quite well equipped.

The machine gunner carried an MG42 general-purpose machine gun known as a cloth tearing machine, which was famous throughout World War II. Two ammunition boxes, two 38-round ammunition chains, and two spare barrels were scattered around the **** zombie who should be the deputy shooter. , as the squad leader, the non-commissioned officer has an MP32 submachine gun, two triple-style magazine bags hanging on his chest, all of which are filled with 98 rounds of magazines, and a Luger pistol in his belt. Take the Mauser 90K rifle, carry 24 rounds of ammunition, five rounds per magazine, and at least three to four M[-] grenades. In addition, one of the soldiers is also responsible for carrying a [-]-round machine gun ammunition box.

These **** zombies were armed to the teeth, and they even had backpacks. Tang Zheng quickly opened one. In addition to raincoats, bandages, and some daily necessities, there were also a few spare magazines.

"Xiao Tang, are the bullets of the cloth tearing machine and Mauser 98K the same?" Li Xinlan had already started to gather her weapons, and she couldn't help asking in surprise when she saw that the bullets were the same.

"If I remember correctly, they should all be 7.92x57mm rifle bullets, and the MP38 uses 9mm pistol bullets." Seeing these trophies, Tang Zheng was much happier. He threw away his helmet, picked up a rifle, and clicked Pulling the bolt, looking at the yellow bullets inside, he said with satisfaction, "The rifle bullets add up to at least [-] rounds, which is enough to fight a small battle."

"It's just that there are only 46 grenades." Li Xinlan also knew that these were the sharpest, so she ignored the nausea and began to pick up the corpses one by one.

"M24 long-handled grenade, this is a big killer. Make a cluster grenade, and the tank zombies have to be finished." Tang Zheng explained, and joined the ranks of the search.

"Xiao Tang, don't ask for the rifle, you take the MG42, and I'll back the bullets for you as a secondary shooter." Li Xinlan ran into the bedroom, and when she came out, she took a large travel bag that she found during the day, unzipped it, Throw the bullet grenade in there.

"No problem." Tang Zheng tore off an M24 grenade carrying bag from the corpse and tied it to himself. He originally wanted to get another bullet bag, but after hearing Li Xinlan's suggestion, he gave up decisively and picked up the MG42.

"It's more than 20 catties." Tang Zheng tried the weight, saw Li Xinlan struggling to carry the big travel bag, and said, "It's better to bring less bullets, and don't affect the speed of escape."

"I know." Li Xinlan was very happy to hear that Tang Zheng didn't ignore her physical condition in order to carry more bullets. Only such a person is worth relying on, but she still carried as many bullets as possible.

"Oops, I forgot." Tang Zheng fiddled with the MG42 twice, and suddenly realized that the walkie-talkie was off. This situation shocked him. Sure enough, as soon as he turned on the switch, Lin Weiguo's slightly distorted voice came from inside.

"Xiao Tang, did you hear that?" Lin Weiguo immediately yelled when he heard the magnetic current in the walkie-talkie, "You bastard, you want to die."

"I was wrong." Tang Zheng quickly apologized, "How about you?"

"We were dispersed. Qin Yan took the stewardess and Zhao Jingye with them. Only Bai Guo and I arrived at the security room." Lin Weiguo hurriedly finished speaking, and asked, "Are you still in 1208?"

"Yes, are there many enemies?" Tang Zheng was also anxious. Since they were dispersed, it meant that there were other zombie squads.

"You still care about us, leave quickly, another group of 11 fully armed ** zombies rushed towards the [-]th floor, the target must be you." Lin Weiguo jumped up anxiously, he didn't want this boy to die In his opinion, Tang Zheng has no way to defeat those zombie soldiers.

"Did they come up from the stairs over there?" Tang Zheng tore off the half-shot belt from the MG42 machine gun and replaced it with a new one.

"The ones coming up from the north side, what do you want to do? Don't do anything stupid, you can't deal with them, just run away." Lin Weiguo murmured inwardly when he heard this, he was afraid he was going to go crazy again.

"Even if I escape, I have to teach them a lesson first." Tang Zheng went out and lay down in the corridor, set up the machine gun towards the north side, and then called to Li Xinlan, "Sister Xinlan, take five grenades and pop them out, unscrew the bottom The protective cover makes it easy to pull the cable at any time."

"You don't need to tell me, I have seen many World War II movies. The handles of these grenades are a bit long, and German soldiers like to put them in their belts and military boots." Li Xinlan had noticed Sophie a long time ago, and also secretly looked at her She even saw her disappear with her own eyes, but she didn't ask anything and kept her doubts in her heart. She felt that if Tang Zheng wanted to bring up this secret, he would take the initiative to bring it up.

"Old Lin, are they here?" Tang Zheng yelled at the walkie-talkie again.

"You lunatic, you're going to kill yourself sooner or later. Here you go, you've already reached the eleventh floor. You don't have enough bullets. How can you suppress them?" Because of Tang Zheng's lack of self-love, Lin Weiguo roared angrily, but Thinking of what Tang Zheng had done before, he suddenly came to his senses, and shouted, "No, your kid likes to make decisions before acting. Do you have any plans?"

Bai Guo tugged Lin Weiguo's arm and motioned him to look at the monitor. Lao Lin turned his head and was stunned by the image on it.

"Damn it, why did you kill a dozen or so **** zombies in room 1208, and even snatched MG42, what the hell, and a grenade." Lin Weiguo yelled louder and louder, as if this was the only way to vent his excitement. "Kill 'em, kill those sons of bitches."

Tang Zheng could no longer hear what Lin Weiguo was saying. After pulling the bolt, he held the MG42 machine gun and stared at the stairs with all his attention.

PS: I said why the time of publishing novels is always a few minutes late,

It turned out to be my computer motherboard battery problem, fortunately, I found it early,

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