I Was Bitten by a Zombie

　　Zhang Cheng said: "Wang Qi stayed in the stronghold. They were trapped in the village. For the time being, there is no need to worry about someone attacking the stronghold."

　　Zhang Cheng ended the call, then handed the sniper rifle to Jiang Peishan, and said, "Peishan cover."

　　"I cover... oh, ok, ok!"

　　Jiang Peishan was still very nervous, she was not a sniper trained by Tian Molan.

　　"Rongrong stays beside Peishan, and Qingzhu will follow me later."

　　After Zhang Cheng arranged the task, he and Pan Qingzhu approached the village.

　　At this time, there were nine people in the bald group.

　　However, the bald head is not only discreet, but also very intelligent.

　　He didn't stay in the house just now, but looked for an opportunity and moved his position.

　　Jiang Peishan saw a figure running over.

　　She hurriedly used the walkie-talkie and said to Zhang Cheng, "Husband, they ran out of the house."

　　The bald gang was moving too fast, Jiang Peishan didn't have the confidence to hit the moving target and didn't dare to shoot.

　　"Continue to stare at them." Zhang Cheng said, and he came to the fence of a private house.

　　At this time, a man ran out of a private house.

　　He happened to run right in front of Zhang Cheng's eyes.

　　Zhang Cheng pulled the trigger.

　　Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

　　The Type [-] rifle fired several rounds.

　　The man fell to the ground, and the shotgun in his hand fell out.

　　bang bang bang! ! !

　　At this time, bullets shot at Zhang Cheng continuously.

　　Fortunately, Zhang Cheng's response was fast enough.

　　The bullet hit the fence, and the cement skin and red brick shattered and splashed, slashing Zhang Cheng's cheek.

　　It's bald!

　　Although he did not expect Zhang Cheng to attack so quickly, he had been a soldier, had received military training, and knew how to cover his brother's retreat.

　　"Fuck!" Zhang Cheng picked up a grenade and threw it out.

　　Boom!

　　The grenade blew up.

　　The bald head has changed positions.

　　If the location is exposed, it must be replaced.

　　"Fuck." Zhang Cheng scolded in a low voice, and then said to Pan Qingzhu, "Be careful, after firing the gun, immediately hide behind the wall."

　　"Yeah." Pan Qingzhu nodded.

　　Zhang Cheng took out another smoke bomb and threw it towards the middle of the road.

　　The thick smoke of the smoke bomb successfully attracted the attention of the bald head and others.

　　However, Zhang Cheng took Pan Qingzhu and quickly entered the building.

　　After arriving on the third floor, Zhang Cheng glanced at the situation across the road.

　　He wanted to find a bald head first, however, he could not find a bald head, but

　　Hear gunshots.

　　Pan Qingzhu shot at the curly hair.

　　Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

　　After a burst of fire, the curls were shot.

　　When Pan Qingzhu shot the curly hair, the bald head suddenly leaned out from a wall and shot at Pan Qingzhu.

Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty: Cunning!

　　Pan Qingzhu's reaction was not slow. She remembered Zhang Cheng's reminder to hide behind the cover immediately after the shooting.

　　Therefore, the bald bullet did not hit her.

　　However, even if he missed the shot, Pan Qingzhu broke out in a cold sweat.

　　The bullet had just nearly grazed her cheek, just a tiny bit.

　　At this time, Zhang Cheng picked up the rifle and shot towards the bald head, but the bald head was already squatting and quickly shifted his position.

　　The bullet just shattered the brick wall, not the bald head.

　　bang bang bang! ! !

　　At this time, several men shot at Zhang Cheng.

　　Pistols, shotguns.

　　Bullets hit the white-tiled walls.

　　In an instant, the broken tiles were scattered all over the place.

　　"Change positions, don't hide in one place."

　　In Zhang Cheng's ears, a bald shout rang out.

　　Zhang Cheng took off a grenade and threw it out.

　　Boom!

　　The grenade exploded behind a wall.

　　The impact of the explosion made a man behind the wall stunned.

　　Zhang Cheng also changed positions at this time, and he quickly ran to the top of the building.

　　There are five floors in this private house. Zhang Cheng was on the fifth floor and saw several thugs running.

　　Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

　　Pull the trigger directly, and the Type [-] rifle shoots downstairs.

　　A thug was shot in the shoulder, but he still hid in a private house.

　　bang bang bang! ! !

　　The bald head moved towards the fifth floor, and it was a short time.

　　Zhang Cheng has already retracted his head.

　　However, the splashed mud still hit Zhang Cheng in the face.

　　hurts a little.

　　Whether it is Zhang Cheng or a bald head, they all know that the other party is not easy to deal with.

　　If it can be easily resolved, then the other party is now a corpse.

　　After Zhang Cheng attracted firepower, Pan Qingzhu immediately threw out a grenade in the direction of a thug.

　　Bang!

　　The grenade exploded at the thug's feet.

　　Directly blow up the thugs.

　　"Fuck!" The bald head was very clear about the number of bullets he had.

　　He has a total of 2 magazines and has now fired 24 rounds.

　　One magazine and 6 rounds left.

　　And Zhang Cheng's number of bullets is definitely a lot!

　　Because the bald heads are almost always short, and Zhang Cheng is strafing.

　　bang bang bang! ! !

　　At this time, another Bayi bar shot at Tian Molan.

　　Five shots were fired.

　　However, Tian Molan was not hit.

　　And after he shot, what responded to him was Zhang Cheng's strafing.

　　Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

　　In the blink of an eye, Zhang Cheng emptied the bullet in the magazine.

　　The bullet went through the brick wall and hit the thugs in the thigh.

　　The wounded thigh was bleeding profusely.

　　Of course, the bad news isn't just about casualties.

　　"Boss, I'm running out of bullets."

　　"Boss, I'm running out of bullets too."

　　The bald men, one by one, spread the news that the bullets were running out.

　　The bullets they got were not too many. After they were consumed along the way, there were only one or two magazines left on everyone's body.

　　From the beginning of the street fighting to the present, everyone is shooting one after another.

　　Although they are very economical, but there are only so many bullets, one shot is one less.

　　"retreat!"