zombie frenzy

Chapter 576 Metropolitan Stadium
The satellite image shows that in the command vehicle, ten vehicles change their route speed, attracting a large group of zombies behind them to pursue frantically.

"Guo, slow down your speed."

"The zombies are falling behind, Bonnie, you have to find a way to attract them."

"Miya, change the route, smash through the house in front of you and go straight through."

The lieutenant colonel shouted loudly, constantly adjusting the pace of the convoy according to the changes in the group of corpses. The trajectory on the combat system did not have time to change, so he simply relied on roaring to guide the convoy to lead the group of corpses to the predetermined position.

The Metropolitan Stadium in New York, where the capacity is the largest, enough to hold all the monsters.

A few hours after being chased out by the crowd of corpses, the convoy returning to New York City has a clear goal. The front of the car is pointing directly at the Metropolitan Stadium. From every corner of the city, it attracts a large group of monsters behind it. close to the past.

Ten teams, any early entry will cause confusion for subsequent entry. On the map, the entrances are marked one by one, and the cars are roaring, scurrying in the streets and alleys.

The soldiers driving were so nervous that they didn’t even have time to look at the screen next to them. They moved the steering wheel left and right, stepped on the accelerator and brake alternately, and their palms were full of sweat. Much harder.

The heavy machine gun had stopped bombarding and was dismantled from the frame, and the remaining ammunition box was in his hand, so he could give up the Humvee and flee at any time.

The zombies behind them opened their mouths wide and waved their arms desperately, trying to tear them apart, but after doing this for too long, the people in the car had already become numb.

The agility zombies who rushed to the front were the first to be named and eliminated, and the rest of them learned to be smart and stopped jumping out, but hid in the crowd of corpses, staring at their blood-red eyes and waiting for an opportunity to appear.

Nearly ten thousand monsters formed a huge torrent, knocking over all the obstacles in front, howling, and chasing them with heavy steps.

After running for several hours, these zombies consumed a lot of physical strength, and it was obvious that the rhythm began to become chaotic. From time to time, some zombies could be seen stepping on the ground and falling to the ground, being trampled into a ball of mud by the companions behind.

The timing was just right, and the group of corpses had begun to disperse. The torrent that was originally gathered tightly was now slightly scattered.

No matter how tired they are, they also become irritable after running for several hours. Either they launch a violent attack and use gunshots to attract them, or they can only watch the corpses leave.

The huge stadium in front of him had already appeared in his eyes, and the satellite images were constantly zooming in, and the attention of several military officers were all focused, quickly analyzing the situation on the road, and guiding the vehicles to pass quickly.

"Eugene, where have you been?" the lieutenant colonel called.

The command vehicle did not get too close to the Humvee armored vehicle, maintaining a sufficient distance, quietly hiding near the metropolis.

Eugene was sent out to lead a team of heavy trucks. After the general camp was emptied, more than 200 people did not enter New York, but parked at the edge of the city. Only a few heavy trucks full of fuel followed far behind the corpses. later.

"Passing 55th Street," Eugene called.

"Slow down, you are ahead, remember, you can only approach when the gunshots sound." The lieutenant colonel said.

The Humvee stomped on the accelerator and roared to the entrance of the stadium.

The soldier turned the steering wheel and stepped on the brakes, the body drifted sideways, and stopped next to the entrance with its tail flicking.

"Hurry up and get out of the car." Guo Fei shouted.

The soldiers blocked the entrance with their heavy machine guns, and the chains of bullets dragged on the ground making a ding-ding sound. Not far away, a large group of zombies roared and rushed over.

Da da da.

The gunshot rang out suddenly, the muzzle sprayed out a long flame, and a large rain of bullets swayed out. The group of corpses in front of them screamed, their bodies were punched out one by one, and they fell to the ground continuously.

"Retreat slowly, don't worry."

Guo Fei shouted, and several people in the car opened fire together, blocking the group of corpses from the entrance.

The ammunition belt is not prohibited, the finger is only pulled for a few seconds, and the long ammunition belt is emptied. The heavy machine gunner throws away the empty ammunition belt, and the companion next to him quickly assembles the ammunition for him. The impact came in, and the gunfire roared again.

A few people retreated slowly, focusing heavily on the monsters that were moving too fast. The electromagnetic guns were pulled randomly, and a single shot could penetrate the bodies of several zombies. The monster it hit staggered back, blocking its companions from the entrance.

Abandoning the speeding Hummer armored vehicle, the people retreated while fighting, gradually leading the zombies to the arena.

They took the route of athletes entering the arena, and the crowd of corpses circled inside, becoming chaotic, completely losing the figure in front of them, only running around by the roaring gunshots.

Ten heavy machine guns appeared on the weed field almost at the same time, glanced at each other, and shouted proudly. By this time, the plan had been more than half successful.

The flames sprayed and continuously bombarded the passage inside. The monster pounced frantically, was beaten to the point of blood and flesh, and its stumps and broken arms flew all over the sky.

The figures who entered the arena slowly backed away. When the corpses outside rushed into the arena and began to attack scatteredly, the lieutenant colonel yelled, and the crowd turned around and rushed towards the auditorium at high speed.

The guiding direction remains only one side, and the monsters entering the arena want to chase them, they have to cross the entire grassland.

Ten heavy machine guns were set up around the auditorium, and the remaining ammunition boxes were all opened. Everyone raised their guns and kept shooting. No need to be precise, as long as they blocked the frontmost monsters, it was guaranteed that the group of nearly [-] corpses would be able to All into the grass.

Outside, the last monster also entered the Metropolitan Stadium. The heavy truck almost followed the footsteps of the corpses. More than a dozen monsters who moved a beat turned around, screaming, and waving their arms. them.

"Hurry up." Eugene shouted loudly.

The hammer in his hand danced, avoiding the arms of the zombies, and struck heavily on their skulls, blasting out the brains inside.

Several survivors on the car threw the tires at the rear of the car, the oil drum overturned, rolled down from the car, and after being buffered by the tires, they were quickly rolled to the entrance of the stadium and piled up.

Gunshots roared inside, and countless zombies screamed, the sound was deafening, making people feel delusional for a moment, as if a ball game was going on here.

Buckets of oil were unloaded, and they entered the arena while the corpses inside were chasing them. They rolled the oil barrels and followed them quickly.

After repeated deliberations on the action, I even thought about what would happen if a barrel of fuel could not get close to the grass and was completely ignited on the periphery of the stadium.

The worst is that the corpses cannot be killed and the zombies escape from the sea of ​​fire. The best is that all the oil drums roll into the grass, the fire rages, and all the monsters are wiped out, no matter what kind of monsters they are. Even if the Metropolitan Stadium is ignited, there is no possibility of igniting the surrounding buildings.

The closer he got to the arena, the louder the sound became. Eugene's eyes widened, he bent over and trotted all the way, pushing the oil barrel forward.

Behind him, oil barrels were lined up one by one, rolling forward non-stop.

"Guo, I'm out of ammunition soon." The soldier shouted.

"Leave after beating." Guo Fei jumped up, stood on the chair next to him, and looked not far away.

There were no zombies to be seen at the entrance over there. Nearly [-] corpses were bombarded by heavy machine guns all the way, nearly [-] had been removed, and the remaining [-] had already filled the grass. Blocked by the heavy machine guns fired across, the huge lawn was coated with a thick layer of black blood and sticky.

"Eugene, how far is it? We're leaving soon." Guo Fei shouted.

"Here, I'm already here." Eugene shouted under his throat.

More than ten meters in front of him, a large group of zombies screamed and charged forward crazily, none of the monsters looked back.

The oil barrels were rolling, and the roaring and violent gunshots outside covered all the movement, so they could roll with confidence without worrying about being discovered.

This is a group of oil drums, and the other group, two heavy trucks parked outside the auditorium where Guo Fei and the others were. The oil drums were unloaded from above and placed in a row, occupying the surrounding hundreds of meters.

While igniting the fire from the inside, while igniting it from the outside, sealing both ends, and burning all the corpses.

The plan is designed with the nature of gambling. If Eugene can't push the oil barrel into the arena and just set fire on the periphery, I'm afraid the oil will be burned before all the zombies are ignited. At most, just kill some The monsters that approach them will definitely be let go.

"No bullets." The soldier shouted.

Almost at the same time, a heavy machine gun misfired and was thrown directly on the ground. The soldiers turned around and rushed to the high place of the auditorium, ready to jump over and jump off.

Without the ferocious firepower of the heavy machine gun, a large group of zombies roared and quickly came to the front.

"Burst, burst, give them time," Bonnie yelled.

A piece of steel balls sprayed out, and the zombie in front of him fell to the ground like cutting wheat, and a large area was emptied of Hulala.

As long as you sweep back and forth, you don't need precise aiming. With the penetrating power of the steel ball and the speed of nearly a thousand rounds per minute of the electromagnetic gun, a corner of the corpse group is cut off in an instant.

The soldiers at the top had already climbed onto the wall and were about to let go of their hands and jump down. Under the wall, the heavy truck compartment was covered with thick oilcloth, forming the best cushion.

Eugene pried open the lid of the oil drum, watched the last companion push the oil drum to the grass, and watched the startled zombies in front of them turn their heads, their blood-red eyes slowly lit up. The lighter was turned on, and it rolled and flew towards the gurgling oil.

"Run."

Eugene, who had just pretended to be cool, screamed, turned around and fled in embarrassment. Behind him, the lighter landed on the ground and bounced, a large area of ​​flames rose, and a random oil barrel emitted a burst of light, and the shock wave roared. The oil barrel Flew to the sky.

The oil was piled up, and shortly after the flames blocked the entrance, the high temperature ignited them all, and there was a rumbling explosion, and the sea of ​​flames churned up. The zombies nearby were impacted by the flames, and were quickly ignited, screaming pitifully, Pushing each other, setting their companions on fire one after the other.

At the moment when the flames rose, Guo Fei and the others put away the electromagnetic guns, turned around, shouted loudly, and rushed desperately to the outer wall.

Below that, the oil barrels were placed, the oil gurgled out, and the air exuded a pungent and strong smell of gasoline.

The zombies were desperately chasing after them, waving their paws, making hooting noises from their big mouths, and their teeth kept clashing. The nearest one was only a few meters away from them.

The breath of the monster could be felt behind them. They were running fast. When they reached the edge of the wall, they didn't climb over it. Instead, they bumped into it and knocked it out of the big hole. Then they hugged their heads and curled up Rolled down from high altitude.

(End of this chapter)