zombie frenzy

Chapter 652 Mark's Shield

"Don't run, damn it, stop for me." Mark shouted angrily towards his side.

The head of the heavy truck in front of him was on fire, and the fuel tank might be detonated at any moment. Those who followed him scattered in horror, ignored his shouts, and fled with their heads in their arms.

Da da da.

Intensive gunshots rang out, and a large rain of bullets hit their bombed heavy trucks. Countless sparks splashed on the ground, and the fleeing people screamed and fell to the ground. However, with the protection of body armor, only a very A few were shot in the cheek and died, and the rest were either shot in the limbs, or were hit by bullets on the body armor and knocked over by the impact.

A few ricochets passed through the bottom of the car and hit the feet, splashing fine debris, and the concrete floor was punched with several small pits.

"A bunch of fucking idiots."

After Mark finished cursing, he let out a low growl, stretched out his hand and grabbed the car fender in front of him, pulled it off with force, stepped on it in the middle, folded it in half and held it in his hand, making it into a simple shield.

"Guo, let's go." Mark turned his head and said, giving up hope for the survivors.

"Wait, I'll cover you."

Behind the heavy truck more than ten meters away, Lawrence rushed out, swinging the big sword, and the bullets shot by him while running were easily picked up by him.

"What will they do when you're gone?" Guo Fei frowned, pointing his finger to hide behind the burning heavy truck, watching James and the military cadets who Lawrence left.

"If the enemies are scattered, they will be safe," Lawrence said.

Guo Fei smiled, stretched out his hand and patted him, "Okay, then you take the lead, let's go."

The three of them huddled together and came out from behind the car, attracting all the attention in an instant. Those automatic rifles that were shooting indiscriminately paused for a moment, and then they all turned around. Sneaking out a little, moving the muzzle after seeing the target clearly.

Ding ding ding.

The big sword waved a flash of light in Lawrence's hand, the tip of the sword flicked, and he blocked the bullets coming from all directions. Lawrence, who missed the shot, didn't go back to pay attention, and turned his wrist when he shot at the three of them. With a light tap, the warhead was flicked away from the side.

James was stunned. He had seen Lawrence's tricks, but instead of one or two guns in front of him, there were at least a dozen guns shooting at him. It was as if his heart had stopped beating. , They all forgot that the heavy truck in front of them was burning fiercely.

Although there are many guns, these people's shooting ability is not strong. At most, only two or three bullets hit them. Lawrence swung his big sword very easily.

Occasionally, there are some things that are too late to defend, but Lawrence takes the initiative to let them go after careful identification. Sometimes, when warheads hit both sides at the same time, he can only choose one, and the ones that are missed are handed over to Mark and his shield. resist.

The simple shield folded in half made constant knocking sounds, and Mark held it steadily against the front. The iron sheet of the first layer was quickly punched out with more than a dozen holes, and then the second layer was rattling loudly. Stop, the warhead bounces in the middle after passing through one layer, making the second layer bump one by one.

Mark didn't care, and the three hurried forward. The heavy truck that was blown up was only four or fifty meters away from the ruins. You can walk there in just one step.

On the top of the heavy truck in the distance, the soldiers moved their guns and fired violently at the place where the sound of the machine gun came from. After a few shots, it was unclear whether they hit the enemy or the belt was empty. stopped.

After killing the machine gunners, the heavy snipers turned to aim at the enemies hidden in the grain bags in the ruins. As long as there was a gunshot or flame spray, several heavy snipers would immediately aim at them and hit them there. The rocks and flour were flying, and large blood sprays could be seen spraying out from time to time.

An enemy hiding behind the collapsed steel beams held up a gun and fired without looking at it. Suddenly there was a tinkling sound above his head, and the flying bullets bounced a few times on the surrounding steel beams and pillars. With a puff, it pierced through his head, spraying his brains all over the place. The gun he held up pointed to the sky in an instant, and fell down powerlessly after a few rings.

There is also one who shoots coldly from time to time. After he poked his head out to see the target clearly, he rested for a few seconds after each shot. He was hiding behind the rocks and complacently. An armor-piercing bullet hit the rocks in front of him, and the bullet penetrated into it. , tumbling all the way, and when it was in front of him, just touching it, the body was broken into two parts.

Bonnie quickly left under the car after shooting, turned over to the heavy truck next to her, smashed the small rear-facing window of the cab of the heavy truck, stretched out the muzzle of the gun, and searched carefully.

Although the gun was fired, Bonnie could feel that she failed to hit the opponent, and her vigilance was heightened again. She didn't participate in the melee outside, and she didn't pay much attention when she saw the crowd being knocked down by the machine gun. She just looked for the target carefully. possible place.

With the protection of body armor, the casualties of those people will not be too great, but if the sniper is let go, I am afraid that none of the people here will be able to escape safely, and there will be a knife hanging over their heads at any time. She was sniping, and of course Bonnie would not let go of this opportunity, and she just wanted to test how strong she was.

The muzzle of the gun kept moving on the ruins of the warehouse, occasionally exposing the flames in front of her. Bonnie let him go after carefully discerning the rhythm of the shooting. Shooting is easy, as long as the trigger is pulled, the enemy will die But once she made a shot, the sniper who was hiding would be able to find her out from her dead companion according to the ballistic trajectory.

At this time, Klin inside also maintained the same mentality, holding an automatic rifle, constantly scanning, changing the sniper point from time to time, completely forgetting the melee outside, and the figure beside him watched him retreat steadily. , One by one his companions were knocked down, and the rest also shrank back and did not dare to fight back. They were so anxious that they almost jumped, but they didn't dare to call him, so they could only grit their teeth and worry.

Mark and the others approached all the way, and the surrounding gunmen were cleared by the heavy sniper for a round, the gunfire was greatly reduced, the number of bullets splashed over was much less, and the speed suddenly increased.

"I'll go first."

Mark couldn't bear it anymore, seeing that there were fewer incoming warheads, he roared, held up his shield to block in front of him, walked around from behind Lawrence, and rushed out with big strides.

Dangdang.

A few bullets hit it, piercing through the tattered first layer of iron sheet, and breaking through the second layer that was bulged and deformed, piercing through, and hitting Mark's chest with a bang.

The warheads that had lost half of their strength tore through Mark's flesh, and embedded them one by one. Even though the muscles were tense, they were still able to penetrate them when shooting at such a close range. Fortunately, his defense now The force was extremely high, and the warheads failed to squeeze in. Mark let out a low growl, squeezed his muscles, and instantly pushed them out.

The bullets kept falling from his chest. Mark kept walking, and rushed up to the ruins in a few steps. Through the hole in the shield, he saw that someone in front of him was turning around in a panic and wanted to escape. Swept out sideways.

The shield roared and swept out. The man had just stood up from his hiding place and was about to leave. When he saw the black shadow in front of him, he hurriedly raised his gun to block in front of him.

Clang.

The rifle was shattered into parts of different sizes, the body of the gun was directly broken into two pieces, the shield continued to be swept out, and hit the guy hard, Kerala heard a sound of bone cracking, and the man flew out without a word More than ten meters away, the chest was beaten to the level of the back, and all the small internal organs spewed out of the mouth. Lying on the rocks, the body twitched a few times from time to time.

With a sweep of his arm, he lost his shield protection. Not far away, a guy was holding a gun, and he shot three times.

Fortunately, the jumping muzzle of the gun was not very accurate. A few bullets hit Mark's arms and waist. There were a few red spots on his skin, and a few strands of blood flowed out.

With a roar, Mark retracted the shield that had been swept out, turned around to face the man, raised the shield with both hands, and threw it at him without rushing over.

The guy didn't shake his body when he saw Mark, but a little blood flowed out of his body as if he was fine. He was stunned immediately, and then he was startled by Mark's roar, and he stood there in a daze, not knowing how to move on. Gun, also forgot to turn around and avoid.

Bang.

The flying shield slammed on the guy's head, and the hard skull was directly blasted, and then the shield continued to fall, smashing half of his chest, and he fell to the ground together with the corpse .

There was blood and flesh all over the ground. A few enemies who wanted to shoot in the distance saw their faces turned pale and screamed. They turned around and fled without thinking about shooting.

Lawrence rushed all the way to the ruins, stopped, put down the big sword he was waving in his hand, looked around suspiciously and asked, "Mark, is there anyone? Why are there no enemies?"

Guo Fei smiled and pointed to the building next to him, "Isn't it over there? Don't think about it here. With Mark here, there is no chance for us to do it."

"This side is mine now." Lawrence shouted, rushing out to the ruin next to the one with the most gunshots.

There were not many heavy trucks driving on the road, and a series of bullets rained on them. Even the heavy trucks were punched with large holes at this time. Many tires were blown out, and they were parked crookedly on the open space. Fluttering, his body was covered with shards of glass, holding his head nervously, waiting for the battle to end.

"Let's go, hurry up."

James shouted, bowed his waist and lowered his head, and rushed out quickly. The military students behind him were stunned for a while, and then chased and fled.

The fire of the burning heavy truck became more and more fierce, and the whole body began to crackle non-stop. James stared at the fuel tank, waited for the gunfire to subside a little, and hurriedly led the people away.

Rumble.

A violent explosion came from behind, and several cadets who were slow to escape screamed and were blown away by the air wave. The companions in front also staggered a few steps. The shock waves collided and became a messy air wave. Those people's bodies seemed to be hit by a car, and they either flew up or rolled to the ground.

Parts and iron pieces flew all over the sky, James, who was running at the front, staggered, then turned around, looked at the wreckage of the military students in front of him, turned his head to look at the ruins behind him, gritted his teeth, waved his hands, and sprayed White lines came out, entangled the large pieces of wreckage that could be seen clearly, and pulled them aside vigorously. As for the small ones, they could only depend on the lives of their companions. He didn't have Lawrence's eyesight. Up to this point you have done your best.

(End of this chapter)