zombie frenzy

Chapter 122 Grenade

"Hey, nice job."

After staring nervously at the bushes for a while, a team member let go of one hand, smiled and patted the agile player who had been kneeling all the time.

He just casually glanced at the dead man on the ground and stopped paying attention.

It's not that that companion has a bad relationship with him, but that on the battlefield, the living are much more important than the dead.

The agile player didn't answer. After he slapped him, he fell to the ground with a bang, still maintaining the posture just now.

"Damn, hey, what's wrong with you?"

The team member froze, shouted loudly, put down the gun in his hand, and reached out to help his companion up.

Is this too stressful?Or did you just move too fast and twist your waist?The team members thought to themselves, just as their hands touched their companions, they heard the captain hiding behind the off-road vehicle shout loudly, "Hidden, there is another enemy."

After seeing the man fall, the captain suddenly saw that strange silver light spot in his heart. In an instant, he figured out why several of his subordinates died silently, and also understood why he was blocking a target. After that, some companions fell.

Damn, damn, he cursed loudly, these are two enemies, only one of them has a weapon that doesn't make a sound.

Loud warning, looking nervously at the dark jungle, trying to find out that mysterious enemy.

As his voice came out, a silver light spot flickered for a while, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"caught you."

The captain yelled loudly, pulled the trigger, and the automatic rifle fired three times, bang bang bang, continuously attacking the dark jungle.

The team member just slumped to the ground, his movements were as fast as lightning, he turned his head sideways, and looked at the stiff companion beside him with a look of horror.

He couldn't see what happened just now, but now he was staring face to face, and he saw a small hole in the glass of his companion's helmet. The bulletproof glass that can resist sniper rifles was pierced through a hole at some point. , shot directly from his eye socket, if it wasn't for the tossing and jolting, he might not even be able to see the blood.

"Fortunately, the target is not me." The team member thought happily, ignoring the automatic rifle he put aside, crawled, and quickly crawled towards a pothole not far away.

"Captain, captain."

The team members were stunned for a moment, but after a moment of sluggishness, they lowered their heads and threw themselves into the pothole a few times, shrinking their heads and never daring to look around again.

The silver light didn't chase the restless player, but chose the captain who looked like the leader.

The captain looked nervously at the diffuse gunpowder, pressed his finger on the trigger, felt the adrenaline secretion too fast, his heart beat faster, his mouth was dry, and he felt a little flustered.

The silver light was well covered by the smoke, and when it was projected, it was only a few tens of meters away from him.

Crisis surged in his heart, he widened his eyes, the muzzle of the gun shook slightly, desperately watching the changes in the gunpowder smoke.

Those were the shrub branches that were blown away, and these were the scattered soil. He discerned objects from the smoke, and his fingers began to tremble.

Snapped.

A very slight crisp sound sounded on his mask, and a few pieces of shattered glass shot out, and he felt that his eyes suddenly went dark, as if the world on one side disappeared.

A drop of blood was projected on the glass, and slowly flowed down the mask. The bright red color was particularly prominent on the transparent mask.

There is another enemy.

The last thought turned in his mind, and with a bang, the later captain fell to the ground.

The squeezed fingers pulled the trigger, and the automatic rifle sprayed out a long flame, sweeping wildly towards the side.

"Damn it, captain, captain." Several team members yelled loudly, and frantically scattered around to avoid the random flying bullets.

It’s over.

The only captain watched the competitor fall sadly. The bullets projected into the dark forest seemed to sink into the ocean, disappearing without splashing a single wave, which made him extremely terrified.

Where is the enemy?How many are there?Where did the rest of the targets go.

He stopped shooting and looked around nervously, as if an enemy would attack him at any moment.

retreat?

After this idea came up, it took root in his mind like a cancerous tumor.

Looking at the fallen corpses on the ground, he fell silent.

If he retreats like this, let alone what kind of punishment he will suffer when he returns, even if he has a conscience, he can't bear it. However, if he continues to fight, he feels that he has no courage.

Several team members huddled in the potholes, their bodies trembling, holding their rifles, they didn't even have the courage to fight back, nervously looking at the looming figure under the off-road vehicle, whether it was a strong attack or a retreat, they couldn't think about it. I can only wait in suffering.

"By the way, there's also Ritter."

The captain's eyes lit up, and he suddenly turned around, "Damn it, why hasn't it appeared yet?"

All expectations belonged to Ritter, who was originally looking for an opportunity to kill quietly, but now suddenly became the life-saving straw in his heart.

The captain recalled, thinking a little bit about whether there was any murderous intention in him, and he let out a sigh of relief after a while. Fortunately, the murderous intention only came after he separated from Cyclops, that is, at that time, he A tacit agreement with his competitors determines Ritter's life and death.

The battlefield gradually became silent, the gunpowder smoke slowly dissipated, the flames caused by the grenade were extinguished little by little, and the scorched branches crackled from time to time. In addition to the gunpowder smoke, there was a burning smell in the air, and more, It's a suffocating smell of blood.

The dark dense forest is like a monster, lying there waiting for the mistakes of these players.

No one dared to move, the helmet was squeezed into the pothole, and the small half of the body was exposed to the outside, so the head had to be protected.

The gunshots and silver light disappeared, and the enemy had no interest in shooting those parts that would not kill them. They just waited quietly even though they were exposed.

Now it has become a stalemate, the people on this side dare not stand up and attack, but on the other side, it seems that they only know how to kill.

The two sides began to compete with each other's patience, but one side was waiting leisurely, while the other side was suffering from panic.

In the distance, the roar of cars began to gradually come, and they quickly approached the battlefield.

The captain took a deep breath, leaned on the wheel, threw the gun in his hand aside, unbuckled the buckle of the helmet, and exposed his head.

"Damn it, this guy is finally here."

Although he wished to kill Ritter with his own hands, he also knew that among these people, none of them was an opponent of one-eyed Ritter fighting alone, and even two or three together could not support the opponent's attack, and these The most admirable thing, the most powerful thing, is that one of the few missions, Cyclops Ritter came back intact, even though the mission was very difficult.

"This way, this way." The captain waved his arms and shouted loudly.

The car was getting closer and closer, and a cloud of dust rose behind it like an earth dragon.

During the turbulence, the off-road vehicle stopped, and it was still more than 100 meters away from here, and the smoke and dust behind it quickly enveloped it.

A vague figure slowly walked out of the car, looked at this side from a distance, not only did not step forward, but walked to the rear of the car.

"Hey, hey." The captain yelled loudly, leaning forward, thinking of the hidden enemy behind, he gritted his teeth, then retracted, watching the other party's actions angrily, "Damn, what is he going to do? "

Not only him, everyone who survived heard the sound of the engine from behind, and turned their heads back reluctantly. The few who couldn't turn around asked their companions nervously, "What's wrong? Is it here?" Special? Why is there still no movement?"

"I don't know, I can't see him anymore."

"He hid, he hid behind the car."

The breath of despair spread, and the last rescuers of these people failed to boost their morale. On the contrary, because of Ritter's hiding, these evolved people were even more depressed.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and I saw the abandoned off-road vehicle parked alone in the distance. Ritter's figure could not be seen, and he could only know that the other party was still there from the shadow on the ground.

Cyclops opened the trunk very unhurriedly, looked down at the big black bag, took out a cigar from his pocket, lit it in his mouth, and took a strong puff.

"This is life, Ritter, it's perfect, isn't it?"

He smiled triumphantly, biting his cigar, bent down and unzipped the zipper on the big bag, and took out the items inside one by one.

Thick barrel, heavy gun body, and huge projectiles next to it, this is not a gun, it is clearly a small cannon.

M-32 grenade launcher, this is the treasure that Cyclops found in the arsenal before going out, but, because everyone has been facing zombies all this time, they have already thrown it at the bottom of the box, etc. When he found it, it was covered with thick dust.

Click and click.

Ritter sat on the trunk, filling grenades one by one.

The cigar exuded a charming fragrance, and he sucked it heavily, then turned his head and looked out the front windshield.

"It's been so long, I should be almost dead, and it's time for me to play."

The glass was covered with dust, and it was almost impossible to see the dense forest ahead, but a black shadow could be vaguely seen.

One-eyed Lite took a step back and closed the trunk. He didn't back away, as if he knew that there was a sharpshooter on the other side.

The muzzle of the gun was tilted upwards, and across the body of the off-road vehicle, he didn't even aim at it, and he pointed in one direction randomly and pressed the trigger.

Bang.

A ball of flames spewed out, and the barrel vibrated.

boom.

A large crater was blown out on the ground, and the sand was lifted up and continuously fell from the sky.

"Damn, damn, Ritter, where are you shooting?"

"Go forward, the muzzle goes forward, you almost killed your companion."

"Help, I don't want to die."

The team members huddled together, yelling loudly, and one of them quickly crawled back and fled through the gunpowder smoke and dust.

No one expected that there would be gunfire, let alone that the explosion would fall beside them. They avoided in horror, watching pieces of rubble falling from the sky and hitting them.

There was a shout in the distance, and Ritter shrugged his shoulders, "Knock, I know the location as simple as it is, sorry, I don't regard you as my companions."

The captain was stunned, looking stupidly at the big crater that was blown out on the ground, and then looked back at the lonely cross-country, "Where did he get the cannon? Is this a grenade? Is he a soldier or are we?"

Feeling that the world is a bit chaotic, the captain shook his head vigorously.

A group of ex-Marines were trapped here and couldn't escape, and most of them died at the gunpoint of the enemy. It was a former basketball star who came to rescue them, although this rescue was worth discussing.

Boom boom boom.

A grenade passed over the off-road vehicle and blasted towards the dense forest in the distance without stopping. The low shrubs and tall trees broke and flew up, a large piece of soil was splashed, and countless shrapnel shuttled through the dense forest. It was just an instant, just now The quiet dense forest has become a hell.

(End of this chapter)