Doomsday Rise

The three hated heads exploded at the same time, bits of flesh splashed onto Zhui Feng's face, the change happened so suddenly that Zhui Feng was a little confused. The sound of breaking through the air came after a while. The boss suddenly turned his head and looked to the northeast, but he couldn't see anything. The dazzling sun lamp can only illuminate part of the night, and the larger space is shrouded in endless darkness.

The silver light flashed away, and the headshot of the two rushing abominations, the scene of six heads at the same time, was extremely shocking.

"Who is it?" The vegetative man rushed over and touched the falling chasing wind.

"I haven't heard of such powerful snipers in this area. I heard that the Ping'an Army has specially trained a group of powerful snipers as long-range backup. Not surprisingly, it's because the soldiers of the Ping'an Army have noticed us." Zhui Feng's face turned pale, and sweat rolled down his face, but he didn't say a word.

"I heard that the medical conditions of the Ping'an army are very good, and the regeneration of severed limbs is not a problem!" The sharp blade also rushed over.

Zhuifeng smiled, but did not speak. The medical technology of the Ping An Army is very high, and he has heard of it. But he also heard that the medical resources of the Ping'an army were also very short, and that the Ping'an army's own soldiers could not be rescued. They were just outsiders and could not be reached.

"Ordinary snipers are not so powerful!" The vegetative man was very calm.

"It's a master, I'm not an opponent!" The boss killed two low-level zombies and walked over, sad in his heart, but he couldn't see it on his face. For a small team like them with no powerful backing, what they fear most is not death, but disability. Being disabled is more painful than dying.

"Isn't it just a leg? Who am I? I am Zhuifeng. My speed is fast. Even if I lose a leg, my speed is still higher than others." Zhuifeng comforted everyone.

"Yes, your speed is 10 times that of mine, and if you give me a leg, it is also 5 times my speed!" Hei Jia wanted everyone to relax, but it was obvious that he had no sense of humor, and this joke was not funny at all.

After the headshot of the last high-level zombie, the powerful sniper moved to the battlefield, and the unusually loud sound of piercing the air never sounded again. The boss took a deep breath, suppressed all the emotions in his heart, and his face became stern: "Heijia takes care of Zhuifeng, and the others follow me to kill the zombies. With snipers from the Ping An army watching from behind, maybe this time we can really kill all the zombies!"

"Boss, I don't need to take care of me, I can do it myself!" Zhuifeng hurriedly said, the black armor is the shield in the team, if he doesn't go, the formation will have a big loophole, when the time comes, the boss and others will be very dangerous.

"This is fate—" the boss didn't finish his sentence, a chariot with a red cross roared into view, and the red and blue flashing warning lights stood out.

A group of people haven't realized what's going on,

The chariot had already stopped with a harsh friction sound, and four soldiers in white coats rushed out of the chariot and came in front of them.

"We are the field medical team of the Ping An Army. If you trust us, hand over the wounded to us!"

"Thank you, of course we can trust you!" The boss was surprised and happy, and the others were also extremely surprised.

"Excuse me—is my brother's leg still saved?" The vegetative man couldn't help asking.

One of the soldiers glanced around and found Zhuifeng's broken leg under the loathed corpse, then compared the wound and nodded affirmatively: "It can be saved!"

"Great!" Hei Jia almost jumped up.

"Everyone, saving people is the most important thing. If you want to talk, there will be plenty of time after killing the zombies!" The soldier clasped his fists at everyone, then lifted Chase Feng on a stretcher, and carried him into the chariot. Just as the door was about to close, the soldier suddenly remembered something and threw out a walkie-talkie.

"If there are serious injuries, please contact us at any time, our people may not be able to keep an eye on every team!" After speaking, the chariot roared away, and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

"...The Ping'an army doesn't want to be as bad as the rumors say!" Vegetable Human said.

"Everyone, cheer up, otherwise, we will lose face when Zhuifeng stands up!" A light yellow light appeared from the boss's body, and the terrifying aura was revived.

"Kill—" Hei Jia didn't need to charge up, and was the first to rush forward. The other members of the team followed behind, only fighting intent in their eyes...

call--

The wind was still whistling in his ears, Liu Weian had already landed on another building a hundred meters away, his gaze was like a sharp sword, and with a casual sweep, the scene within a kilometer radius had entered his mind. The heavy Raytheon-1 seems to have no weight in the hand, and as the index finger pulls the trigger, flames spurt out one after another.

boom!

The bronze-armored corpse exploded with its head, and the several-ton corpse flew seven or eight meters across, knocking over two low-level zombies.

Bang, bang, bang!

The white-haired zombies, the chain zombies, and the predators were headshot respectively, and the pressure on the street suddenly dropped.

"The snipers from the Ping'an army are supporting me, everyone!" A group of ragged evolutionaries rushed towards the zombies from all corners. These people were unkempt and skinny, but everyone had a flame in their eyes, and they were not afraid of death.

In order to create opportunities for others, some low-level evolutionaries don't hesitate to sacrifice themselves to attract the attention of zombies, truly sacrificing their lives.

boom--

When the hunter hanging behind the air conditioner shot his head, a large number of zombies suddenly poured out on the street. Abominations, bronze-armored zombies, white-haired zombies, black-haired zombies... high-level zombies accounted for most of them, and the rest were intermediate-level zombies such as ogres, ghouls, and chain zombies.

"I've been hiding for so long, I didn't expect that I still haven't escaped!" The thin body that seemed to be blown by a gust of wind didn't know it was a woman until she made a sound, probably because she hadn't spoken for a long time, her voice was extremely hoarse.

Low-level zombies have very low spiritual sense, and they can still escape. Zombies that are stronger than white-haired zombies and black-haired zombies have a 1% chance of escaping after they are discovered.

"It's okay if you can't hide, maybe there's something to eat in hell." If the big man next to him was muscular, he would definitely be a strong man, but at the moment it was almost like a bamboo pole, and the two-meter-long bamboo pole made people worry that it might break due to excessive force. He wanted to laugh boldly, but he was too weak, the laughter was hoarse and weak.

"Why... not... heaven?" Shi Shi is 1.56 meters tall and is also thin, but because of his shortness, he is not so ugly, but gives people a sense of slenderness. But standing with the tall one seemed very uncoordinated. He fired the last photon cannon, his energy was completely exhausted, he gasped for breath, and only finished speaking three times.

"Heaven? If there really is a heaven, why do so many people live in this world and are unwilling to leave!" The tall man's words were full of strong irony.

"Go away!" The woman suddenly became indifferent. Upon hearing this, the others silently dispersed. The woman is not unreasonable, but her ability is to explode. The most powerful bomb is her own body. If she explodes, even white-haired zombies can't hold it.

"Everyone, I'll go first—what's that?" Just as the high-voltage electricity was about to charge, there was a sound of piercing in the ear. The sound was so thrilling that it resounded through the entire space.

A figure fell from a height of hundreds of meters. The distance was too far to see the face clearly, only tongues of flames could be seen, and little silver rays of light bloomed charmingly under the reflection of the light.

bang, bang, bang...

The rushing zombies fell down in a row, all headshot, row after row. The zombies in the front row had their heads exploded before the pieces of flesh fell to the ground, and the zombies in the back row had their heads shot, and the night splashed. When the zombies in the front fell to the ground, the gunfire had stopped. Only the roaring tail sound remained in the air and slowly dissipated.

At least 300 zombies were killed in less than 10 seconds. This group of beggar evolutionaries was stunned. Several people blinked their eyes, thinking they were delusional.

The black shadow slowly fell from the sky like a broken leaf. He hadn't shot at the moment, but in everyone's eyes, he was a god. After seeing his face clearly, every evolutionary was stunned for a moment.

too young!

Seeing the gun in his hand clearly, the evolutionary was stunned again, it was such a terrifying gun, and the icy murderous intent emitted made one's scalp tingle. They couldn't imagine how such a gun could shoot as dense bullets as the Vulcan cannon.

"Great Judgment Fist!"

This person is naturally Liu Weian. Raytheon-1 has not yet been mass-produced. So far, only 29 have been produced, and they are allocated to the most ace snipers of the five armies. However, Liu Wei'an is the only one who can use a sniper rifle as a machine gun. The recoil of the Raytheon-1 is too strong, and even a gold-level evolutionary can't hold it if it shoots continuously.

The thunder roared, and the space between the sky and the earth seemed to be included by this fist. As the fist was used, it produced a terrifying and direct destructive force.

boom--

The hundreds of zombies that swarmed over seemed to be hit by a locomotive, and flew backwards. In mid-air, their bodies exploded, shattered into thousands of pieces and shot in all directions. Liu Weian's earth-shattering punch left an indelible impact on them.

"I think you must be hungry!" Liu Weian took out a tablecloth from nowhere, spread it on the floor, and then took out buckets of white steamed buns.

Gollum—

There was the sound of swallowing saliva, and then the sound of thunder. It wasn't that it was going to rain, but it was shouting alone.

"Give us something to eat?" Shi Shi's saliva was about to fall out.

"Otherwise, why would I take it out? Feed the zombies?" Liu Wei'an said with a smile.

"Really? Am I delusional?" The tall man rubbed his eyes vigorously.

"Why?" The woman was the calmest.

"Because my name is Liu Wei'an!" Liu Wei'an walked towards another long street with his gun in hand, and stepped out. He was already tens of meters away, and his speed was frighteningly fast. His calm voice sounded.

"Hurry up, there are still a lot of zombies!"

"Eat!" The woman and the others looked at each other and nodded heavily.