zombie frenzy

Chapter 525
"not good."

Before the gunfire rang out, Alice suddenly sensed the danger, and screamed, before she could give a warning, she gritted her teeth and flew out.

boom.

The dull voice echoed in the air, causing everyone to involuntarily retract their heads and look around nervously.

Alice pushed Mark away before the bullet hit. She was hit hard on the waist and fell to the ground screaming. Mark reacted and quickly pulled Alice into his arms. The ground exploded, and the gunfire sounded again.

A hole was torn in the leather armor, and the warhead was firmly embedded in it, but did not penetrate the body. The ribs were broken by the heavy blow. Alice lay weakly on Mark, with blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.

"It's fine, it's fine." Mark's gripped heart relaxed, panting heavily, and shouted to the side, "She's still alive."

Laura crawled over quickly, stared at Alice with wide eyes, saw that the corner of her mouth was bleeding, and burst into crying anxiously.

Mark handed Alice into Amy's arms, raised his head angrily and looked at the rotating turret, and suddenly roared, stretched out his hand, and hugged the cannon barrel forcefully.

He had no way to deal with the sniper in the distance, and all his anger immediately poured out on the tank.

On the arm that was as thick as an adult's waist, the muscles bulged, and the blue veins kept beating. The black skin was beaded with sweat, and it became shiny. With the roar, the taut body hung on the ground like a hill. The muzzle slowly began to sink.

The gun barrel made a rattling sound and became a little bent. The body tilted downward and swayed a few times. The front of the car was down, and the rear of the car was tilted up. The wheels that lost their tracks and were still idling rubbed against the ground, splashing a large amount of sparks .

Mark continued to exert strength, his eyes widened, and he held the muzzle of the gun under his armpit with his backhand, and pressed down hard.

The wheels on the front of the car rolled up large pieces of sand and stones, embedded in the ground, and after making a harsh sound, they creaked and stopped turning.

The thick gun barrel bends, the arc is not big, but it is obvious that it is not a straight line, and it points obliquely to the ground. There is a rattling sound in the fort, the welding place begins to crack, and the bolts come loose, making the fort The gap was opened, and the panicked figure inside could be seen through the outside.

The person hiding in the flour pile stared blankly, rubbing his eyes vigorously, unable to believe the scene in front of him.

Mark let go of the gun barrel, and the tank on the lower floor was so oppressed that it bounced up in an instant, and the rear of the tank that left the ground smashed back onto the armored vehicle. The rumbling sound shocked the hiding soldiers so much that they lost their minds. Frightened lying on the ground dare not move.

"Idiot, throw a grenade." Fels shouted from a distance.

More than a dozen soldiers came to their senses, took off the grenade in a panic, and threw it in.

Gululu.

The round ball passed through the hole in the wall and rolled on the floor of the warehouse. A few of them were thrown crookedly, colliding with the masonry and falling to the corner of the wall.

Guo Fei had sharp eyes and quick hands. The moment he saw the black shadow appear, he kicked violently. The flour sacks around him rolled and flew up, one after another, falling on top of the grenade, pressing them tightly, every time He kicked four or five bags of each grenade.

Bang bang bang.

A dull sound sounded, and the piled up flour bags suddenly jumped up, the bag was torn open, and the flour inside was flying all over the sky.

The explosion was crushed under the flour and could not spread. The violent explosion turned into a squib, and not even a shrapnel flew up.

In the distance, the second lieutenant strode out carrying a heavy machine gun, pulled out the tripod to prop it up, and the soldier next to him quickly put on the belt, and around him, five heavy machine guns were lined up.

The second lieutenant grinned grinningly, stretched out his hand to tear off the T-shirt on his body, threw it aside, pushed the soldier away, loaded the bullet with a click, pointed the sight at the warehouse door, and pressed it with his hand.

There was a terrifying roar, and countless bullets shot over, crackling the wall, causing the broken stones to collapse continuously.

The shelves inside were blasted into pieces in an instant, and stray bullets bounced around in the warehouse, making holes in the flour bags.

Countless sparks were splashed on the tank, tinkling, bullets raining from all directions, bombarding Bonnie and the others lying on the ground holding their heads, not daring to move, those people hiding in the warehouse panicked and huddled in the flour He didn't dare to show his head behind, and desperately pulled the bag to cover himself up.

"Shoot, shoot all of them, smash it to pieces." Fels shouted angrily.

He didn't expect that the tank he sent out would be destroyed inexplicably, and he didn't expect that the people inside could pass through the wall and kill the soldiers in the distant window.

At this time, Fels no longer thought about saving supplies, but only had one thought in mind, to get rid of these guys as soon as possible, otherwise something bad might happen later.

The rain of bullets is different from cannonballs, and it cannot destroy all the food. Even if it is attacked by all members, it can at best smash the flour bags on it.

Around the warehouse, hundreds of flames shot out from the muzzle of the guns, and the rain of bullets splashed over. The dozen or so soldiers hiding behind the tank yelled, lying on the ground, not daring to look up, for fear of being hit by stray bullets from their companions.

The wall had just been blasted with a hole by the electromagnetic gun, and it was no longer strong. After being bombarded by bullets, it only lasted for a few seconds, and then collapsed with a bang, almost completely exposing them to the enemy's sight.

Flying warheads were everywhere above the head, and the cover in front of him disappeared, and the broken bricks half a meter high stood in front of him, and were constantly being smashed into pieces.

"Damn it, back up and get out of here." Bonnie shouted loudly.

Several people crawled on the ground and fled. On the roof in the distance, the sniper's eyes widened, the heavy sniper in his hand kept ringing, and randomly sent the bullets into the warehouse.

In the dark warehouse, dust is flying, gravel is splashing, and sparks are constantly exploding. Those heavy machine guns and automatic rifles blast the walls to the point of collapse, and there are smoke and dust everywhere. In addition, there are tanks and two crushed cars at the door. The armored vehicle was blocked, making it impossible for him to see clearly, so he could only rely on luck to kill the enemy.

Bang, bang, bang.

The ground around them was constantly blasted away, and in the distant windows, several flames were spraying, sending warheads over and over, and they exploded near them, splashing sparks.

The shelf collapsed, and several people quickly crawled through the gap in the middle, and shrank behind the pile of flour, hiding their bodies as much as possible.

"Pippi, Laura." Alice, who was dragged away by Amy, suddenly remembered the two little guys, turned her head and shouted nervously.

He wanted to rush over to bring them back, but there was the sound of stray bullets in front of him, and he couldn't get out at all.

Alice's eyes were red, and she desperately searched for their traces in the smoke, shouting loudly, "Don't move, lie still, Alice will be here soon."

In the depths of the warehouse, Laura was crawling on the ground, pulling Pippi's tail with one hand, and fled inside without looking back. Alice's voice had long been covered by the sound of gunfire.

"Sooner or later you're going to die like this." Mark said, "Guo, go out and fight them."

Bonnie shook her head, "No, the firepower is too strong, I know you are not afraid of rifles, but there are heavy snipers guarding outside, and there are several heavy machine guns, you can't get out."

"So what?" Mark shouted angrily.

"Wait a little longer," Guo Fei said.

Mark raised his head and looked at the falling bricks and stones, "The house will collapse any longer."

Bonnie shouted, "If it collapses and the smoke rises, we can't see the enemy, and the enemy can't see us. That's the best time for us to fight back."

At this time, the rain of bullets came from outside, and marksmanship was useless. If he exposed himself, he might be killed by stray bullets flying from nowhere before he could deal with the enemy.

Guo Fei shouted loudly, "Hold on, prepare to fight back."

All the people curled up behind the flour, hugged their guns tightly, checked the magazines, and shrunk their bodies as low as possible.

The walls have been blasted with holes one after another. The ferocious shots not only hit from the doorway and the holes in the wall, but also the surrounding walls were unceremoniously selected by them as targets, continuously spraying bullets over.

From time to time, someone groaned, their bodies were hit by stray bullets, and blood shot out.

Fortunately, they blocked their heads with their arms. Although they were constantly injured, no one lost their lives.

The leather belt led Laura, and the two little guys fled all the way to the innermost part of the warehouse.

Stopping, Pippi raised his claws and scratched on the wall.

The big brick was grabbed by it, and in the blink of an eye, it dug a small hole in the corner of the wall, which was close to the ground, half of it was on the wall, and the other half was on the ground.

Pippi turned her head and whined softly at Laura, then got in and disappeared quickly.

Laura waved her little hands dissatisfied and slapped the ground. Seeing that Pippi hadn't come back, she crawled over, probed into the small hole, and then turned her head to look at the sparks constantly flying in front of the warehouse. She pouted and crawled away. go in.

Fairs proudly held up the binoculars and laughed with several officers.

The warehouse in front of me was shaken, the walls were full of holes, and more than 200 people kept moving forward to surround them. At this time, it was no longer necessary to hide, but to release bullets to their heart's content, killing the enemies inside.

Don't think they are helpless against zombies, but that's because zombies can't hear the sound. Once they appear, there will be hundreds or thousands, and they are not afraid of death at all. They move fast and have strong defense. Of the two thousand monsters, I am afraid that at most half of them can be wiped out, and all of them will die.

For humans, conventional warfare is their forte, especially after the enemy is surrounded, there is no possibility of a comeback at all. This is because of the catastrophe, without the support of helicopters and fighter jets, there are not many men who can control tanks. Only one tank could be sent, otherwise, they would have been wiped out long ago.

"Head, do you want them to slow down their attack?" the major asked.

Fels turned and looked at the head, frowned, and the guy hurriedly explained, "If this continues, I'm afraid the electromagnetic gun will be smashed."

"We can't slow down. That thing is too powerful. Give them a slowdown. We will be the ones who are unlucky." The lieutenant colonel retorted.

"But isn't the purpose of our attack just for electromagnetic guns?" said the major, "If they are all destroyed, is there any point in this war?"

Fels glanced at the faces of several officers, his thoughts changed sharply, and he finally made up his mind. He picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted, "Stop shooting."

The major was right, the purpose was the electromagnetic guns. If they were smashed, the battle would be completely meaningless. Anyway, the enemy was already surrounded, and it would be a matter of time before they were taken down. There was no need for such a violent attack.

The gunfire gradually stopped, and the surrounding area became silent. The soldiers squatted on the ground, holding their guns, looking nervously at the warehouse.

Rumble.

The wall with countless holes collapsed suddenly, and the huge warehouse was instantly covered by smoke and dust. Sand and stones rushed around with the shock wave. The soldiers turned their heads sideways, and instinctively blocked their heads with their hands to avoid the billowing dust.

(End of this chapter)