zombie frenzy

Chapter 121
In just a very short time, the two teams were crippled and smashed to pieces, leaving only ten of the twenty evolutionists, no more, no less, five on each side.

"Damn it, who the hell is this?" the captain cursed.

The time for escaping was too tight. When they got out of the car, they only cared about running for their lives. Not only did they not put on their helmets, they didn't even take the weapons and equipment. The only thing they had was a few grenades and two or three magazines. It sounds like a lot, but one magazine has been emptied in the shooting just now.

Seeing the helpless eyes of the team members, looking at the pair of dying eyes on the ground, and looking at the subordinates who were relying on the wheels and didn't know when they lost, the captain silently pulled out the empty magazine and threw it aside, took a new one from his body Put it on.

Click.

Pulling the bolt, he suddenly smiled, looking at his companion from the front of the car, "Are you afraid?"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, he shook his head, "I'm afraid, I'm really afraid, but..."

He looked into a pair of eyes, "I'm afraid he will let us go, I'm afraid we will let him go, look into his eyes, watch it, this is war, boys, cheer up, God will be on our side on one side."

clack clack.

There was a sound of pulling the bolt of the gun, but no one spoke, they just waited silently for the right time.

The captain's chest over there rose and fell sharply, and his heart was bleeding when he saw his fallen subordinates on the ground.

I don't know where the opponent is, and there is no way to fight back. In the huge dense forest, they only have ten guns in total, and there is no door to cover them all.

"How many are there?" The captain turned in his mind, constantly guessing.

The continuous change of direction made him a little confused. Are multiple snipers ambushing them, or is there only one agile evolutionary?
He turned his head and looked at the other captain gesturing, and waited until the other captain nodded, and then whispered to the team members, "Grenade, get ready."

Holding ten grenades in his hands, the insurance has been pulled off, and his eyes are silently looking at the captain, waiting.

"one two Three."

Fingers were bent one by one, and when the last one was bent, swish, swish, grenades flew out from behind the car, throwing them far into the dense forest.

The distance of more than [-] meters is not difficult for these evolutionaries.

The black dot rolled across the sky, fell to the ground, rolled a few times in the bushes and grass, and exploded with a bang.

Countless shrapnel flew through the dense forest, flames rose, shock waves surged, and a large piece of soil was rolled up into the sky, and then fell from the sky with a rustle, causing the branches to sway.

Lying on the ground, the captain looked outside through the gap under the car.

Ten grenades exploded in a line of fire, plowing the dense forest in front of him. He stared wide-eyed, watching every change inside.

It's a pity that there is nothing suspicious inside, as if the enemy has already receded.

Looking at the subordinates around him, the captain shook his head in disappointment, touched the grenade hanging on his chest, and thought about whether to do it again, but after thinking about it, he gave up the idea.

A team member quietly climbed into the carriage, and gently handed out the helmet.

click.

The helmets were put on their heads one by one, and the sense of security returned to their hearts instantly.

With this, there is no need to worry about being shot dead by the enemy anymore. The team members began to move around, making gestures and wanting to attack.

The captain's eyes lit up. Instead of putting on the helmet, he pushed it up with the barrel of his gun and slowly leaned out of the vehicle.

Bang.

There was a crisp gunshot, and the helmet fell to the ground. The captain picked it up and smiled.

It was just a tiny dent, not even a crack, which meant that the opponent was just an ordinary weapon, so there was nothing to worry about.

With the helmet buckled on his head, he looked left and right, stood up abruptly, and shot randomly with his gun, suppressing him for his companion.

The team members rushed out one by one, and rushed towards the dense forest fiercely. The speed was astonishingly fast. The distance of a hundred meters could be reached in a few seconds, and for those few agile evolutionaries, it would take two to three seconds. can rush.

There was a sudden flash of silver light in front of my eyes, I didn't hear the gunshot, and I couldn't see the flames.

The captain quickly turned the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger in the direction he felt.

As soon as the finger was pressed down and the bullet hadn't left the chamber, a flame lit up in the corner of his eye, and the huge force in his chest pushed him, and with a bang, he was blown out.

It was the grenade hanging on his body that was exploded by the other party. With blood spraying from his mouth, he shouted loudly, "Take off the grenade, take it off quickly."

He didn't see that after the silver light flashed, a small hole was punched in the helmet of a team member, and several thin cracks quickly split from the small hole.

The team member was stunned, reached out to touch the helmet, opened his mouth and was about to laugh when a gunshot sounded, and the bullets whirled and squeezed into the small hole, directly blowing his head off.

It's just an evolutionary, not a zombie. These people don't have the skin and flesh comparable to steel, and a small bullet can kill them.

When the guy reached out to touch his head, the other team members had already started to fall to the ground. When his head burst, these people had already cleverly lay on the ground, and squeezed their bodies into hiding by taking advantage of the extremely shallow depression in the ground. He even dared not lift his head, and would rather reveal a little of his body than his head.

When the captain's shout came, they hurriedly took off the grenade and held it in their hands, but they didn't know what to do.

Bang bang bang.

Gunshots hit the head like raindrops, and the soil beside the depression kept splashing and scattered all around.

"There is at least one platoon here." A team member shouted loudly, feeling extremely terrified.

Of the nine people alive, except for one team leader who was blown back to the off-road vehicle, the other eight were unable to lift their heads due to the rain of bullets. Everyone was greeted by bullets all the time, making them feel that the other party was not one or two, But at least dozens of them.

The mud splashed around the helmet, and the gunshots kept ringing. As long as there was a slight movement, bullets would be fired in an instant.

The later captain was nestled in a pothole with his helmet resting on a boulder, which temporarily put him out of danger of being headshot.

He carefully identified it, and said in a low voice, "In my direction at three o'clock, at a distance of 60 meters, is the Steyr Scout sniper rifle. Damn it, the opponent is a sniper elite."

"Head, what shall we do?"

Being suppressed on the ground and unable to move, this made these evolutionaries very aggrieved.

After passing the life-and-death level of injecting the evolution fluid, they never picked up the guns in their hands to train. After all, this is the end of the world, and all they need to deal with are those zombies who have lost their minds. The gunshots will alarm the monsters. , with their current skills, they don't need those guns to assist them at all.

Among them, it's not that there are no snipers, but ordinary snipers, how can they be as powerful as those who have awakened the sniper specialization, let alone fight back, they can't even detect where the opponent is, and the ones they find The firepower is all exposed by the enemy to them, and when the attack passes, there is nothing.

"Grenade, throw the grenade." The captain shouted later.

"No." The team member lay on the ground, pouted his buttocks and said, "I can't get up, head, the firepower is too strong."

"Damn it." The captain slammed his side hard, panting heavily.

"I need someone to be the bait." An agile team member shouted, "Is there anyone?"

"I'm coming, I've had enough."

A big man straightened up suddenly, knelt in the pothole and leveled his gun.

In the bushes, a string of flames sprayed out, and in the dark dense forest, there was a faint silver light flickering.

Bang bang bang.

The big man leaned back, pulled the trigger with his fingers, and the bullets flew into the sky with a chirp. The gun body kept vibrating, and bullet casings jumped out of the gun chamber and fell to the ground with a ding ding.

There was a small hole in the helmet, and the huge impact force caused him to fall back directly, allowing the hole to rush to the top of his head, avoiding the ensuing bullets.

Before he could laugh, a heavy blow came from his throat, and a string of sparks splashed on the armor of his neck. Because he leaned back, the weakness that was originally covered by the helmet was exposed, and it was torn apart by the bullet in just an instant. Opened up.

Flesh shot out from the ruptured part of the nail plate, bullets one after another kept chasing and rushing into the crack, rolling, breaking the neck into two ends.

Gollum.

The big man stared, with blood bubbles gushing out of his mouth. He turned his head sideways to look at his companion, and his pupils quickly shrank into pinholes.

"It's now."

At the moment when his companion straightened his body, the agile player rolled away from the pit where he was hiding. The rifle in his hand began to shoot continuously, and he continued to spray flames in the direction indicated by the captain.

The branches and leaves fluttered from the bushes. Although the accuracy of this posture could not be guaranteed, he still tried his best to send a few bullets in front of the opponent.

"Throw the grenade." The captain jumped up, and the remaining five team members either lay on their stomachs or kneeled upright, and threw the grenade with all their might.

Black spherical objects rolled in the air and flew towards the target. Even though the posture just now was not suitable for bombing, their impact points were not much different. With the power of the grenade, even this small difference was eliminated. The cluster explodes and submerges.

The captain in front swallowed the blood in his mouth, struggled to move his body to the back of the off-road vehicle, lay down on the ground, and aimed his gun at the bushes.

Looking at it from his angle, he could only see the upper half of the bush in the distance, and the branches were continuously flying towards the sky under the strafing of the agile players.

"Come out, come out."

The captain said in a low voice, his eyes moved to the scope, and he waited quietly.

He was not in a hurry, and his heart was very calm.

If the opponent escapes the bullet rain, he will appear in his field of vision. If the opponent chooses to continue to hide, the next thunderstorm may tear the enemy to pieces.

After the bullet flew past, the bushes shook slightly and gradually calmed down.

The captain was short of breath, he squeezed the trigger, gritted his teeth, and stared through the scope.

In the circular lens, several black objects had already appeared, and the flames rose up, instantly submerging the bushes.

The ground kept shaking, and the muzzle of the gun shook. He tried his best to stabilize the gun body, watching countless mud thrown into the sky, and watching the branches being cut into pieces by the shrapnel.

Rumble.

Six grenades razed the bushes to the ground, and the smoke filled the air. The flames and clouds of smoke instantly covered a radius of several meters, making it difficult to see the changes inside.

"do you died?"

"Be careful, they're all aimed at."

"Damn it, I can't bear it if he doesn't die."

"Whoever bet with me, I think he is dead."

Several team members were half kneeling on the ground, or lying on the ground, aiming their guns, talking loudly, their eyes widened one by one, watching closely, waiting for the smoke to dissipate.

(End of this chapter)