Apocalyptic Mechanical Chariot

The gunfire coming from the office immediately attracted the attention of the soldiers guarding outside the room.

When these armed soldiers rushed into the room with automatic rifles in their hands, they saw an extremely bloody scene.

Zhang Xuankai, a standing member of the Permanent Fortification Committee, had two bloody holes in his forehead, and because Liu Pingyu fired from a very close distance, the powerful bullet even blew off a large piece of Zhang Xuankai's skull.

"Liu Pingyu, you are crazy. You dare to shoot Zhang Xuankai. Come on! Arrest Liu Pingyu!"

The man in a suit with gray hair who had voted in favor just now seemed to suddenly feel emboldened when he saw the soldiers rushing into the office and shouted to these soldiers.

The reason why the man was confident was that these soldiers had red "picket" armbands on their arms, and they were not under Liu Pingyu's jurisdiction.

"Hmph, do you think that with these pickets, you can control the situation?" Liu Pingyu looked at the gray-haired man and let out a cold snort.

"Da da da!"

Just when the gray-haired man was still thinking about what Liu Pingyu meant, another burst of gunfire suddenly rang outside the door.

The few pickets who had just rushed into the office had a few clusters of blood burst out from their chests. Most of them fell into a pool of blood without even saying a word.

When the pickets fell, the office door was pushed open again, and several soldiers wearing camouflage uniforms and holding automatic rifles walked in.

After they entered the room, they immediately saluted Liu Pingyu. These soldiers were obviously Liu Pingyu's subordinates.

"Do you know what you are doing! This is an armed riot!" When the soldiers who rushed in beat the pickets into bloody gourds, the man with gray hair and a relatively calm expression was so shocked that he even lost his voice. changed.

"I'm fed up with you guys who only know how to hide in the back and point fingers at the soldiers who are desperately protecting you. The lives of our soldiers are not expendable in your eyes. Now we plan to control our own destiny!"

At this time, Liu Pingyu's mood seemed to have calmed down a little, and he looked at the gray-haired man with a calm expression.

"Push them all down."

Liu Pingyu didn't seem to want to communicate too much with these people, and waved to the soldiers standing in the room.

"Don't touch me, you betrayers of faith!"

When the soldiers with loaded ammunition were about to push the gray-haired man out of the room, the man suddenly started struggling.

After seeing the man's desperate struggle, Liu Pingyu suddenly showed an unhappy look on his face, and raised the Type 64 pistol in his hand again.

With another gunshot, a blood hole instantly appeared in the chest of the gray-haired man.

Liu Pingyu, who put down his gun, looked at the remaining committee members coldly and said loudly: "It's true that I won't shed tears until I see the coffin! If anyone else wants to try whether your mouth is stronger or the bullet in my hand is stronger, then You can keep talking."

The remaining committee members immediately fell silent when they saw how ruthless Liu Pingyu's attack was. They lined up obediently and were escorted out by soldiers holding automatic rifles.

Just as drastic changes occurred in the No. 32 permanent defense fortification of the Rongcheng State, the Unimog RV had already passed the S26 Provincial Highway and arrived ten kilometers away from the outskirts of Rongcheng City.

Han Feng frowned as he looked at more and more car wrecks ahead.

Although there were various car wrecks on the S26 provincial road from Mengde City to Rongcheng, the Unimog RV was still able to knock those car wrecks away due to its huge size, but the closer it got to Rongcheng. , there are more and more car wrecks. Now the number of car wrecks in front cannot be driven away by the RV.

"According to the address given by Zhou Genchao, the country's No. 32 permanent defense fortification is at the foot of Wutong Mountain on the outskirts of Rongcheng City."

After confirming that the provincial road ahead was impassable, Han Feng looked at the map and quickly drove the Unimog RV down the provincial road and turned onto the trail leading to Wutong Mountain.

When the RV turned onto the trail and drove forward for about an hour, Ning Xueru, who was also sitting in the Unimog RV, pointed to a cement passage ahead and asked aloud: "Is that building in front a permanent fortification?" The entrance?”

"It does look a bit like military architecture."

Han Feng nodded when he saw the tunnel-like building made of cement with no decoration on the outside.

But he also muttered in his heart: "But the number of zombies here is a bit abnormal."

At this time, there were thousands of zombies crowded in front of this tunnel-like building, as if something was attracting them in the passage.

"Should we try to enter this tunnel?" Han Feng looked at the thousands of zombies with a look of hesitation on his face.

He was driving a Unimog RV and faced these thousands of ordinary zombies with almost no pressure. Moreover, if there were one or two bronze-level zombies hiding among the zombies, he was not afraid.

But the problem now is that he doesn't know what else is in the tunnel. If there is a silver-level zombie in the tunnel, then he will be in trouble.

"Is there any way to find out whether there are silver-level zombies in the passage?"

Just as Han Feng was muttering in his heart, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

He had previously purchased a drone produced by Xiaojiang Technology in the Jianjin Refuge Camp. Now this situation is suitable for using a drone for investigation.

Thinking of this, he took action directly, took out the drone that was originally placed in the living area of ​​the RV, and quickly completed the assembly of the drone.

"Buzz—! Buzz—!"

As the drone took off, a continuous buzzing sound also echoed above the heads of the zombies. Those ordinary zombies without intelligence suddenly began to commotion after hearing the buzzing sound coming from above their heads. The huge group of corpses actually Attracted to the drone, I started to follow the drone and move slowly.

"It turns out there is a closed door behind the tunnel."

Han Feng used the images sent back by the drone to see clearly what was going on in the tunnel.

From the hovering position of the drone, the length of the entire tunnel is only a hundred meters at most. At the end of the tunnel, countless zombies are beating in vain against a steel door blocking the front, and the steel door is stamped There is a bright Arabic numeral 32 on it.

Those zombies seemed to want to use their flesh and blood to open the tightly closed door.

But just when Han Feng wanted to continue to control the drone and move forward to collect more information, a sensitive figure suddenly appeared among the zombies.

As soon as the figure moved, the drone flying at the entrance of the tunnel burst into flames.

When Han Feng saw the drone falling, a strange color appeared in his eyes.

"Sure enough, there are mutated zombies hiding among the corpses."