zombie frenzy

Chapter 528 Surrender
Da da da.

Fierce gunshots rang out, and seven or eight soldiers shouted loudly, shooting at their comrades frantically.

The body of the manipulator who was pressed on the ground kept shaking, and blood flowed out from under his body, spreading out like a small snake. On his body, the soldier had been beaten into a sieve, and the blood stained the tattered bulletproof vest red up.

Several gray-brown figures hooted, with their hands shielding their heads, staggering away from the violent bullet rain.

The bullet bombarded his body, tearing out small wounds, and the dirty blood stopped quickly as soon as it overflowed.

Puff puff.

The dull sound of blows kept ringing, and the zombies evolved by the evolutionists had rough skin and thick flesh, and such shooting could not tear them apart, or even severely injure them.

The few wounded who were carried back by their companions sat against the corner, their bodies trembling, the complexion of their faces changed rapidly, blue veins emerged from their bodies, and there was a horrifying sound in their throats.

However, those soldiers were busy dealing with the enemies in the distance, and their companions carrying grenade launchers hurried past without even looking at them.

Not far away, Fels on the top of the building focused all his attention on the soldiers. He just glanced at the wounded and quickly looked away when he saw that they were still alive.

After the catastrophe, these people have discovered that although they are not shooting guns, they are worse than supermen, but compared to before, their strength and speed are not a little bit stronger, especially the resilience, as long as they don't die, as long as they don't lose their limbs, it won't take long. Get better without medication.

Fels didn't pay attention, and neither did the soldiers. The wounded were slowly changing under their noses.

Black blood flowed from the wound where Laura bit off the flesh and blood, and the color had already surpassed the dark red. When you smell it closely, you can feel a faint rancid smell.

The wounded soldiers were already unconscious, and sent away Sou who was clutching his calf, his five fingers were bent, and his fingertips kept digging on the ground, as if he was enduring unbearable pain.

The change was extremely fast, and no one knew about it. These guys had stopped twitching, sat there quietly, and stared straight ahead. However, the original white skin turned grayish brown, and the original black skin now became Shallow, dazed eyes, red and bright, like two rubies.

And don't stop the sound of gunshots, the mutated zombie stood up abruptly, his body swayed, adapting to the new changes, then he turned around, walked towards the crowd over there. Pounced on.

The big mouth bit on the neck of a soldier, the impact force knocked him to the ground, his head kept shaking, tearing the flesh and blood desperately, swallowing the blood.

Countless bullets shot over, and several zombies were beaten backwards. In front of them, around the grenade launcher, several soldiers fell in a pool of blood, which was eye-catching, and their bodies were torn open. Fresh blood flowed out continuously, but the blood gradually became darker as it flowed, slowly turning from dark red to jet black.

An unpleasant smell of corruption spread around, the sergeant stopped shooting, wrinkled his nose, and sniffed left and right.

The air was full of the smell of gunpowder smoke, and the scent of zombies mixed in it seemed to become much stronger, which made the sergeant feel a little uneasy.

He raised his fist, signaling his companions to stop attacking, and wanted to find the source of the uneasiness.

"God, they turned into monsters."

"Shoot the money and blow their heads off."

"Damn it, shoot it fast."

The gunfire that had just stopped for less than a second broke out again quickly. The sergeant saw in horror that next to the grenade launcher, several corpses that had been punched full of holes crawled up, screaming, and sat on the ground Turning his head away, he stared at them with those blood-red eyes.

The rain of bullets splashed over, constantly bombarding the monster's head and body. Around them, sparks kept splashing, and small pits were punched out in the ground.

"Shit."

The sergeant's eyes were dull, and he murmured, a huge flame quickly spread out in his pupils, occupying his entire field of vision.

A grenade was hit, and the explosion caused a martyrdom explosion at the same time. The thick ammunition belt next to it and the grenade in the box all exploded, and a cloud of smoke like a mushroom cloud rushed into the sky, tumbling.

The surrounding ten meters were razed to the ground, blood fragments sprayed everywhere, and the shock wave blasted tens of meters away, and those soldiers who stood a little far away were thrown up and smashed far away, breaking their muscles and bones.

A large pit two or three meters deep appeared on the ground, and only half of the corner of the house was left. The gravel roared and flew in all directions, tearing the bulletproof vest, and punching the helmet into pits. Where there was no armor, flesh and blood Torn apart, several stumps rolled and fell in the air.

Fels and the others were rolled to the ground by the air wave, staring in horror at the smoke rising in front of them, their mouths were open and they could not speak.

Gravels fell like raindrops, and Guo Fei and the others felt the violent vibration of the ground at a distance of [-] meters. They lay on the ground with their mouths wide open, screaming desperately, to relieve the pressure brought by the explosion shock wave, and protected them with their arms. Head, let the rocks hit the body.

Mark shook the dust off his body vigorously, shouted, stretched out his hand and pulled hard on the broken wall, pried off a large piece of masonry, held it in front of him, and rushed out frantically.

"Follow me." Lawrence reacted in an instant, holding an electromagnetic gun in one hand and a big sword in the other, screaming and running after Mark.

The two girls, one on the left and the other on the right, followed behind with an electromagnetic gun in their arms, constantly pulling the trigger, and shooting into the distance.

In the ruins, the sand and stones were suddenly lifted, and one after another silhouette hugged the gun, striding forward while spraying flames.

Bonnie spat, spit out the sand and stones in her mouth, squinted her eyes, and searched for the officers in the direction of two o'clock behind the smoke cloud.

From the beginning of the battle, Guo Fei reported the location, and it was only now that Bonnie had time to deal with them.

To beat a snake, you have to hit seven inches. When dealing with the enemy, the first thing to kill is the officer. On the battlefield, the officer always dresses the same as the soldiers. Sometimes, even the rank is hidden, so that they are afraid of being attacked by the opponent's snipers. Give focus clear.

Fels shook his head, gradually came to his senses, got up suddenly, threw himself at the gap in the parapet, and stared out with his eyes wide open.

Before his gaze was focused, a black hole suddenly appeared on his forehead, and a mixture of red and white sprayed out from the back of his head, splashing all over the faces of several officers.

"Fels." The lieutenant shouted loudly, and rushed over.

In the eyes of the remaining school officers, the guy continued to pounce forward, but, like Fels, a red spray sprayed out from the back of his head.

"Hey, come out quickly." Bonnie half-kneeled on the ground, pointing the muzzle of the gun at the roof of the building, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, whispering softly.

Mick strode wildly, holding the gun, and swept all the way, the bullet casings kept jumping out of the gun chamber, tumbling in the air, and fell to the ground with a ding ding.

Behind him, Brandy raised his gun and kept firing, causing the soldiers in the distance to dodge in panic.

The soldiers who were stunned by the explosion had already fallen into a pool of blood at this time, and the rest were soldiers far from the center of the explosion. Suddenly, they reacted instantly, and launched a counterattack while dodging.

The heavy machine gun was held in his hand again, the bolt was pulled, and the muzzle began to spray flames.

The muzzle of the gun was gradually raised, and a large area of ​​sparks was shot out on the ground in front of Mick, which was gradually spreading towards him.

The gun in his hand made a clicking sound, and the magazine had been emptied from the sweep just now.

Mick let go of the gun, and pushed Brandy away with one hand. At the same time, he quickly drew the sharp blade from his waist, and threw it at the place where the flames were spraying in the distance.

Like a flash of lightning, the dagger instantly crossed a distance of tens of meters, and with a puff, it completely sank into the machine gunner's forehead.

The head was thrown back violently, a point of the sword was exposed on the back of the head, and blood dripped out.

Several soldiers sat down on the ground in fright. Without thinking, they quickly raised their hands and shouted loudly, "Surrender, we surrender."

Mick rushed forward quickly, kicked away the gun beside the soldier, stepped back, secretly changed the magazine, and grinned at Brandy who was staring at him.

Da da da.

The rain of bullets whizzed and hit the masonry in front of Mark. During the running, the gravel kept breaking off, and a large number of pits were bombarded on it.

Mark kept walking, moving forward quickly, and while running, his feet stomped on the ground with a rumbling sound, rushing past like a prehistoric giant.

The heavy machine gunner pulled the trigger and shot crazily, the rain of bullets enveloped the past, but he didn't even slow down the opponent's footsteps. Finally, he panicked, screamed strangely, dropped the heavy machine gun, turned around and fled back. In front of him, there were already Five or six companions ran wildly ahead, not even knowing where they dropped their guns.

Mark rushed to the heavy machine gun in a few steps, roared loudly, and threw the huge brick in his hand at those guys.

Bending down to pick up the heavy machine gun, pulled a new belt from the ammunition box next to it, loaded it with a click, held it, and fired wildly from left to right.

Lawrence held a gun in one hand and a sword in the other, the steel balls sprayed non-stop, the power unfolded, the great sword stirred, and the bullets fired in front of him slowed down, and he lifted them to the sky one by one.

Two girls crouched behind him, screaming and firing their guns.

Miya's figure flickered, and more than a dozen flames swept towards her wildly, bombarding the afterimage continuously, making large depressions on the ground.

The electromagnetic gun was carried to her back by her, and the corpse king's arm was in her hand. Before the soldiers could move their guns, she had already quickly crossed the open space between the warehouse and the flower bed, waved her arms, and waved the cold light one after another, tearing apart the soldiers' arms. Helm, take brains and skulls to the sky.

"Surrender, surrender."

More than a dozen soldiers knelt on the ground screaming in horror, their faces pale. They had never seen such a brutal attack, and several of them were lying on the ground, vomiting non-stop.

Mia is used to fighting zombies, when attacking, she instinctively rips off the opponent's head, but forgets that these are not monsters but soldiers.

The fleeing soldiers were shot one by one. The faster they ran, the sooner they died. The remaining soldiers knelt on the ground and raised their guns high, shouting to surrender.

At this time, there were only less than 50 soldiers left, and three-quarters of the team had been lost. In the past, if it was able to resist until now, this team can be regarded as an iron army.

On the roof in the distance, several officers were lying on the ground, listening to the successive surrenders below, their eyes were dull and their faces were ugly. Finally, the lieutenant colonel raised his hands with a wry smile, and slowly got up from the ground, step by step. Go to the gap in the protective wall and honestly expose your body to the enemy.

Behind him, the figures increased one by one, with bitter faces and wry smiles, they gave up resistance and fled.

In this world full of zombies, even if they escaped from the barracks and have no subordinates, on their own, these officers know that they won't live long, so they might as well choose to surrender.

With the status of an officer, perhaps, he can get a good position with the opponent.

A few guys raised their hands high while their minds turned sharply, their ugly faces relaxed, and the corners of their mouths slowly turned up.

Beside him, Fels' blood was still slowly flowing, and the lieutenant poured on him, mixing the blood with him, but no one looked back at them.

(End of this chapter)