zombie frenzy

Chapter 824 Detroit

The bullets hit the locomotive densely, and behind it, a figure sat up straight, and pointed the prepared sniper rifle at the crowd in the distance, and pulled the trigger before seeing the figure clearly.

As the figure sat up, the flying bullets hit Hax's body with puffs. The high-speed rotating bullets tore apart the flesh and blood, and pierced out from behind him. inside the wilderness.

His body was full of holes, and hundreds of electromagnetic guns sprayed hundreds of bullets here every second. He just took action here, and he didn't need the command center to warn, and a large piece of bullet was projected on the helmet's visor. The gun is red, and the muzzle moves quickly. Although some people will miss it at a distance of one kilometer, it is still guaranteed that most of the bullets will fall on Hucks.

The raised sniper rifle shot out a burst of flames. In the night sky that had returned to silence, the sound of the gunshot was particularly loud. In the distance, beside Bonnie, a gunman screamed, his body flew away as if he had been hit hard. He got up, bumped into his companion, rolled and fell, on his chest, the warhead cracked the first layer of fish scales, shattered the filling material inside, and was firmly embedded on the second layer of fish scales.

Except for the shooter who was shot flying, only the companion who was hit by him lowered his head to check the injury, and the rest of the people, all of them kept their eyes straight, desperately leaning towards the rain of bullets.

Each bullet took away a pile of flesh and blood, and after a few seconds, there were thousands of bullets hit by the flyby. In the projection of the helmet visor, the red spots became much smaller, and some soldiers let go in confusion. He lowered his gun and pressed the headset, nervously waiting for the message from the command center.

"Anyone?" Guo Fei asked after walking behind Bonnie.

Hucks could no longer be seen in the distance, even if it was darker or farther away, it would not be able to block his sight, but now, except for the broken locomotive that was still spinning its wheels slowly, there was nothing in sight. Little shadows exist.

"It doesn't matter how he hides, and I'll catch him out." Mark strode over, holding a sledgehammer, and the ground shook slightly.

The sound of footsteps was like drumming, and Mark deliberately increased his strength, sending out a deterrent force, in order to force out the enemies hiding behind.

Although he seemed to walk over without paying attention, in fact, he tensed his muscles, and his left hand was slightly raised between his chest and abdomen, ready to block his head at any time.

"Follow," said Bonnie.

A large group of gunmen followed Mark, their muzzles fixed on the locomotive in the dark, and they opened fire unceremoniously as long as there was a sign of trouble.

While walking, I don't know if it was a fire accident or someone discovered something, but the sound of ding ding came from time to time, and a string of sparks continuously appeared on the locomotive.

The command center has not sent effective information for a long time. On the screen, there is still a red spot in the picture from the unmanned aerial vehicle above the head, but the area has become larger and the color has become lighter. Those staff are shouting nervously, He controlled several other planes whirling beside to rush over to help, and one even lowered its altitude, swooped down, and switched to night vision mode.

"Run away?" Guo Fei followed behind and asked suspiciously.

Bonnie shook her head slightly, keeping her eyes on the locomotive, and whispered, "Impossible, he should be dead."

Mark had already walked to the front of the locomotive, stopped, looked back at the gunmen who were following, nodded, turned around and threw the giant hammer over, and clenched his fists at the same time, as long as there was any movement over there, he would rush over Pack a punch.

The giant hammer splashed a large amount of sparks, but there was no movement. Mark paused, turned around slowly, glanced back and shook his head.

"Damn it, let him escape."

"How could he escape? I remember that I shot him at least twice."

"Forget it, I won't hit you with your marksmanship."

"Where is it? Unmanned aircraft, find him quickly."

The crowd became noisy, and Bonnie frowned, "How is that possible?"

I can't guarantee other people's marksmanship. She at least gave the opponent a few shots, and the headshot was shot. How could she escape?

After walking a few steps forward and bypassing the wreckage of the locomotive on the ground, Bonnie only glanced at it, raised her head with an ugly face, glared at Mark fiercely, turned her head and left.

"What's the matter?" Guo Fei was at a loss, shouted that he couldn't find the answer, and hurried over to check.

Where is the figure of Hucks on the ground, the flesh and blood of Da Tan covered more than two meters of the ground, that is to say, the wind blew from behind them, blowing away the bloody smell, or if you asked about the smell, Bonnie would not Will be duped.

The largest piece of meat was only the size of a fist. Thousands of bullets passed through his body, and he was directly beaten to pieces. The only thing that was intact was his legs and legs that were not exposed to the muzzle of the gun while standing on the ground close to the locomotive. The waist and the entire upper body completely disappeared.

Some gunmen looked at the expressions of Guo Fei and the three of them, followed in doubt, and then walked away with pale faces, and some bent over and retched non-stop.

I have seen a lot of leftover wreckage, and I have seen flesh and blood all over the ground, but this is the first time I have seen a complete person beaten to a pulp like this.

People kept watching. Even vicious horror still couldn't stop people's curiosity. Some people had ugly faces, but at the same time, many people cheered and shouted. Those who haven't got the electromagnetic gun are full of expectations.

In the distance, some patrolling locomotives stopped, turning their heads to listen in surprise.

The gunshots erupted violently, but disappeared in a blink of an eye. The roar of the locomotive made the gunshots not very clear. After the car stopped, no sound could be heard.

Some people picked up the walkie-talkie and called the stronghold in doubt. After hearing no response, some shook their heads and continued to patrol, while others turned their heads and rushed towards the stronghold. However, some people did not contact the stronghold at all, and their eyes flickered , after standing still in place for a while, he suddenly turned the front of the car and fled into the depths of the wilderness without hesitation.

Those guys knew what happened and why they stayed here all day long to patrol far away. Although they couldn't hear the gunshots clearly, they understood what happened in the stronghold.

When there were still one or two kilometers left to approach the stronghold, the speeding locomotives gradually gathered together, people greeted each other, asked loudly, and suddenly their bodies fell back, and one after another, they were exploded and rolled off the locomotives.

More than a dozen complete locomotives were collected. After a random shooting here, many of the locomotives parked around were blown up. If there is time, they can be repaired, but no one is in the mood to care about it now. After searching around the stronghold and finding dozens of barrels of oil in storage, they didn't even dig out the food under the collapsed ruins, and a group of people left here quickly.

Bumping and galloping all the way, when we arrived in Detroit, it was almost dawn.

In no hurry to launch an attack, the car parked more than ten kilometers away from the city, letting the soldiers in the car continue to fall asleep. Overhead, several unmanned aircraft hovered over the city, constantly collecting data, but the blood of the zombies became It’s cold, there’s no temperature, and you can only rely on night vision goggles to catch them, but the radiation cloud blocks most of the moonlight, so after some searching, nothing is found. Even the monsters on the streets feel like they’re worse than those in Pittsburgh, New York. Much less.

After a simple breakfast, the convoy started to move slowly, and finally stopped on a flat ground one kilometer outside the city. The tweeters were installed on the front of the car. With an order, the loud singing broke the silence that lasted for half a year in Detroit. .

The zombies wandering in the distance suddenly turned their heads and looked over, blood flashed in their eyes instantly, roared loudly, and quickly rushed towards the direction of the sound.

"Get ready, get ready." The captains raised their hands and shouted loudly.

A battle like this does not require the assistance of the command center. These people have already experienced the great battles in Pittsburgh and Harrisburg and are very experienced.

The crowd of corpses gradually gathered and formed in front of the eyes, the overwhelming impact of black figures came, the sound of footsteps shook the sky, and the ground was shaking non-stop.

Those gunmen who had just got electromagnetic guns held their guns excitedly, looked at their companions a little nervously, licked their dry lips, and pressed their fingers tightly on the trigger.

The monster ran quickly, and the agile zombies rushed to the front, jumping on the ground like a cheetah, and the speed could reach more than [-] kilometers per hour.

One or two kilometers can only be reached in a blink of an eye. Perhaps because they have no fear of the corpses, the captains have not issued an order for a long time, and looked at the other side coldly until the one who rushed to the front was less than a hundred meters away from the team. The captain swung his arm violently and shouted loudly, "Fire."

A large rain of bullets sprayed out, and the monster's head and body were splashed with strings of dirty blood. It fell to the ground and rolled all the way until it stopped a few meters in front of the team.

Compared with last time, the number of electromagnetic guns has increased by almost half, and the attack power has skyrocketed.

One row is still half-kneeling and shooting. Beside them, their companions are guarding a large box of bullets, ready to fill the magazine at any time. The other row is shooting in a standard standing position. Behind them, a large group of hammer fighters are lazily Look, they don't need to think about it, they also know that it is still not their turn to participate in this battle.

Countless zombies fell on the way of the attack, more than 1 monsters, just pulled the trigger more than a dozen times, and there was no need to change the magazine, and the front was cleaned.

In the sky, the unmanned aircraft shuttled continuously, and in the captured scene, there were not many monsters behind, as if only these monsters existed in this city.

"Impossible." Mark shouted, "There are at least 80 million people here. According to the ratio, there should be more than 20 zombies. Even if evolution allows them to devour each other, there should be nearly 1 monsters here. How? Maybe just over [-]."

Bonnie thought for a while and said, "Could it be the monsters here that we killed that night?"

"You mean, the speeding gang has lured the people here?" Guo Fei thought for a while and said, "I can't rule out the possibility, let them in, be careful, maybe the monster is trapped."

Looking from the top down, the streets are deserted, there are not many figures to be seen, and there are huge factory buildings everywhere. Maybe it is just like what Guo Fei said, maybe there are other reasons, and no one can do anything about it It can be seen through an image.

The soldiers stopped shooting long ago, turned their heads, and waited for the order from the command vehicle. After receiving the order from the lieutenant colonel, the captains stood up and shouted loudly. The brigade quickly dispersed, divided into one or two hundred A team slowly crossed the mountain of corpses in front of them and approached Detroit.

(End of this chapter)