zombie frenzy

Chapter 657 Don't Run
In front of the car, the two enemies realized that something was wrong. The intense gunfire stopped suddenly, and their companions screamed. They looked at each other and rushed over with their guns.

In front of him were two corpses lying miserably in a pool of blood. The last companion was hugged by a huge back. There was a sound of brittle bones. pieces.

"Shit, kill him."

The two rifles roared, da da da, a series of bullets, and shot at the black giant in front of him.

Mark staggered a step forward. Holes were punched in his back. The bullet tore the muscles and buried them deep in the flesh, but he didn't dare to turn around and fight back. He could only growl. , and at the same time stretched out a hook, and took the ankle of the corpse on the ground in his hand.

Ding ding ding.

Lawrence, who was panting, rushed out, swung his big sword, and the bullets he fired were thrown away one by one by him.

The two people on the opposite side were stunned, unable to understand how someone could block such a violent rain of bullets, and they didn't know how to replace the magazine when it was empty. After a few clicks of the firing pin, they reacted and shouted hastily. Stepping back, he quickly removed the magazine from his waist and replaced it.

"Step aside."

Mark pushed Lawrence aside with one hand, and waved his arm thicker than his thigh. He danced the man in his hand, and swept over him with a howl.

Watching the black shadow in horror, the enemy panicked, and the replacement magazine fell to the ground. He hurriedly bent his elbow to block his head, and then the head of the corpse flew in front of him. Before he could even touch it, the blood in his mouth He had already fallen all over his face, and then the strong wind blew, his arms were blocked, and his eyes could not be opened.

Bang.

The arm was shattered by the head, and then the two heads clashed together. The enemy's head exploded like a watermelon, and Mark's dancing corpse continued to smash towards him obliquely. The remaining half of the head, with flying brains, and Skulls of different sizes hit the second enemy.

With most of the head missing, only half of the mouth remained, a row of white teeth covered with flesh and blood, chi chi sounding, followed by the swing.

Seeing his companion being shot, the man instinctively leaned back, and at the same time raised the gun in his hand to shoot in front of him.

tear.

The body leaning back did not avoid it, the teeth still hit the cheek, and instantly saw the flesh and blood stripped off his face, hitting the skull through the mandible, crackling sound, and the flesh and blood spurted out, and when he was completely The headless corpse danced in front of him, the enemy's head was half missing, the upper and lower jaws disappeared from the face, the pupils dilated, the body was blown out, the raised gun rattled, and the bullets chirped He sneered and flew into the sky.

Pooh.

Mark spat angrily, and saw an enemy on the other side of the car door stretched his head to look here, gave a low shout, waved the broken corpse, and threw it there.

James was lying on the floor, with bullets flying over his head constantly, the front and rear seats were full of holes, and broken skin and sponges kept flying.

Looking down at the door, the thick door was also pierced. Fortunately, there were only a few guns shooting at it. Compared with the huge cab, the density of bullets was still extremely sparse. The bottom is a bit higher, shooting from the bottom up, James doesn't have to worry about being hit if he doesn't lean his head to the door.

Quietly pointing the electromagnetic gun outside, looking at the holes that keep appearing in front of him, and estimating the enemy's position in his heart, James heard someone screaming outside. Outside the car door, the enemy shouted loudly, wanting to go to help, and the sound of footsteps followed. Bullets become less dense.

"go to hell."

James couldn't attack the enemy if he was lying on his stomach. He gritted his teeth, yelled, raised his body, and was more than ten centimeters away from the floor, raised his gun and pulled the trigger.

Dangdang.

The car door made a crisp sound from being struck by steel balls, holes appeared one by one, and there were a few screams from outside, and then the bullets hitting the cab were seen going all the way up, spreading from the lower end of the door to the roof.

James jumped up from the floor suddenly, threw himself on the car window, stretched out the electromagnetic gun, and continued to pull the trigger towards several figures on the ground.

The screaming sound stopped, the body was hit continuously, and blood blossomed, and there was no sound after a few convulsions.

"Be careful behind." Lawrence shouted loudly from the other side.

The dozens of pickup trucks rushed to the rear of the car, and people quickly rushed out of the car, turned over into the car, and threw the flour bags down.

The gunshots from the front of the car became sparse. They just thought that the enemy was wiped out and didn't pay attention to it. When a guy was eager to grab the bag and bent down to pick it up again, he inadvertently saw Lawrence being pushed away by Mark. Was beaten by a shadow and lost his head.

"Damn it, they're not dead."

The enemy shouted in panic, a dozen people stopped their movements and glanced forward, and instantly divided into two groups spontaneously, one group continued to unload the goods quickly, and the other group pulled the rifles on their backs and strode forward. He rushed to the front of the car, ready to catch them off guard from top to bottom.

Da da da.

With Lawrence's warning, Mark was already squatting at the front of the car. Hearing the tinkling sound above his head, he slowly stretched out his hand, dragged the corpse in front of him, took off the weapon on his body, checked the magazine and loaded it, He glanced up and found that the enemy hadn't come down. He chuckled, picked up his gun, and moved a hundred meters away. The enemies guarding the heavy truck pulled the trigger.

More than a dozen people were lying on top of the abandoned vehicles, using the heavy trucks as a line of defense, and frantically fired at the several heavy trucks that turned around.

Only half a minute passed, and many vehicles had no time to turn around. On the road, dozens of figures bent over, and under the cover of the heavy truck body, came continuously.

The bullets poured down densely, hitting the ground of the car body with sparks flying, and the people in the distance were suppressed behind the car and could not approach, so they could only shoot at each other from a distance.

A few heavy snipers were erected on the roof of the car, the soldiers aimed quickly, and pulled the trigger. The bullets spun at high speed and hit the abandoned car, knocking down the figures hiding behind and firing. The rest were scared. He had to hide behind the heavy truck, which was covered by thick steel plates and flour sacks. It was difficult for a heavy sniper to penetrate for a while, and a stalemate formed in a short time.

Da da da.

There was a crisp gunshot, and a few sparks splashed on the heavy truck. A figure screamed and fell to the ground. The companion next to him looked at the fallen body and the sparks constantly flying around him, and shouted in horror, "Back, the enemy is behind, damn it, they didn't kill the soldiers in that car."

For the sake of safety, except for Mark, basically everyone put on body armor and steel helmets, and they looked no different from soldiers. In addition, they were all heavy military trucks, and anyone would regard them as troops.

Mark looked at the fallen figure in the distance, paused his head a little annoyed, then continued to aim, and pulled the trigger at the enemy hiding in the panic.

What he just wanted to hit was the enemy one or two meters away, but he missed too much. Fortunately, he killed one, or he would alarm them in vain, but he would not get any benefit.

The soldiers in the distance noticed the chaos of the enemy, and the unmanned aircraft flew over their heads, and quickly sent the picture back. After the dispatch of the lieutenant colonel, the soldiers who got the information were ecstatic, and suddenly gunshots rang out, and a large piece of The rain of bullets came over, making the defense line on the heavy truck side rattle and rattle.

Mark looked at the rising sparks in the distance, couldn't help but smiled wryly, and rolled his squatting body to the ground.

Stray bullets were flying, and there were countless ricochets flying in the air. He didn't want to be beaten into twists for no reason, and he could shoot as if lying on the ground.

Seven or eight transported enemies rushed to the front of the car, some stood in the trunk and shot from both sides, and some jumped onto the roof and shot randomly at Mark in front. Although the enemy's position could not be seen clearly, No one is rushing down.

Their mission is just to move the food, block enough time, and retreat when they are full of food. There is no need to fight these guys. They saw the corpses of their companions near the front of the car. They don't know how powerful the enemy is, if it is not for food They haven't finished moving yet, so they don't want to take the risk to rush out.

The stray bullets that flew over whizzed past those people on the roof, and when they looked up and saw the fierce exchange of fire in the distance, these people were timid, and moved their steps to retreat to the carriage.

James raised his head, carefully listening to the movement, and the muzzle of the gun continued to move and follow. When someone staggered a step, and the footsteps became heavy and loud, he shouted in surprise, and quickly pulled the trigger, and then every not far away With just one shot, a large hole was punched in the roof of the car in a very short time.

A big man was about to retreat when he felt severe pain from the sole of his foot, and a blood hole was pierced through the upper of his shoe. The guy hugged his feet and jumped straight up on it. The shoulders of the lower legs shot out, and several steel balls flew up from below, piercing him.

Blood kept flowing from the hole in the roof, splashing everywhere in the back seat. Those who stayed in the car watched their companions lying on the roof in horror, and some threw them away without even thinking about it. The gun turned around and ran, and a few brave ones roared and pointed their guns at the roof of the car and fired wildly down.

"Damn it, Lawrence, Lawrence."

James rolled onto the seat cleverly, leaning against the back of the seat, watching the bullets shoot down densely, and shouted anxiously.

Puff puff.

No one suppressed Lawrence, the flankers were busy fleeing and shooting at the roof of the car, temporarily forgetting him, Lawrence rolled a few meters on the ground, half kneeling on the ground, with the big sword at his feet, raised the electromagnetic gun, and pointed The button was pulled down, and those who fired the gun fell to the side of the body with a thump and thump on the carriage.

"Let's go, damn it, stop pretending."

Those who fled ran and shouted, jumped out of the companion who was still throwing the flour sacks, jumped into the pickup truck, didn't have time to close the door, put it in gear and backed out, then turned the direction and stepped on the accelerator to death flee to the distance.

Several guys turned their heads and looked at the corpses behind them. They were stunned for a moment, then uttered a cry, and jumped out of the car hastily. In Douli, in the blink of an eye, seven or eight pickup trucks drove out of the dozen.

"Don't run away, leave them all to me."

Lawrence yelled, and quickly chased after them. The remaining two pickups stopped. The people inside watched in horror for a while, and then came out with their hands raised, "Surrender, I surrender."

puff puff.

A hole was punched in his forehead in an instant. Lawrence snorted, turned the gun, squinted his eyes and aimed at the pickup truck in the distance.

Gently flicking the finger, the electromagnetic gun was changed to continuous firing, and then the gun body buzzed non-stop, and a string of steel balls swept out almost in a line, across the upper half of the pickup.

The vehicles in the distance shook rapidly, pickup trucks collided with each other, then overturned, rumbling explosions sounded non-stop, all those who escaped were blown up on the road, flames shot up into the sky, several fire The man escaped from inside screaming, stumbled a few steps, and fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)