Doomsday Super Merchant

The soldiers of the Administration are also human beings, and they also have a heart made of flesh. But the cruelty of the apocalypse leaves them with no choice. Either the people in these refugee camps will die, or they will die. With these cannon fodder to withstand the zombies, the likes of themselves will die.

People will have a little more hope of survival. In order to survive, it becomes natural to sacrifice others.

Dozens of cars around are all welded with machine gun racks, and machine guns are fixed on them. At this time, they are all pointing coldly at the dark crowd below. The soldiers controlling them have already entered a state of war, as long as there is any abnormal movement below.

, a bloody suppression can be carried out immediately.

Most of the people below were numb, but there were still some bloody people who started making trouble after they realized what they were doing.

"Even if I die, I don't want to die in the hands of zombies." An old man about fifty years old resisted fiercely and allowed the soldiers to smash the butts of their rifles on him, but did not step forward to receive the weapons. He opened his eyes and felt a little dizzy.

eyes, and roared angrily: "You scum, beasts, executioners of mankind, your hearts have all been eaten by dogs."

He looked at the hazy sky and cried: "Heaven, look at it, mankind is not perishing in the hands of zombies, but in the hands of human beings. It's the end of the world, and they never want to make progress and regain humanity."

Losing land, but using this method to push the remaining people to death one by one. God, please open your eyes and take a good look, what is happening to this world?"

Hearing the pitiful cry of the old man, the numb hearts of the entire 30,000 people in the refugee camp became agitated. Even some soldiers from the administration began to struggle with their originally indifferent faces.

With a "bang", a clear gunshot rang out, and a blood hole appeared on the old man's forehead. The man slowly fell down. Even until he died, his eyes were still staring at the sky, seeming to express the injustice of the world.

The man standing on the off-road vehicle was holding a pistol, with a sullen face, and shouted: "Fuck you, you are misleading the public. If we don't do this, more people will die. In the end of the world, who is not risking their lives? Our efforts today,

What we get in exchange is a better tomorrow for the hundreds of thousands of people in the settlement. Anyone who still can't figure it out should stand up and I will use the gun boy to make him understand that now it is I who have the final say."

He glanced hard at the soldiers below and shouted: "Have you hesitated? Remember, you are the elite of mankind and the hope of mankind. We should not be the ones who die. The weak should eat the strong, eliminate the bad and keep the good.

This is the law of survival. The fate of useless people has long been doomed. Now, get your weapons immediately and head towards the suburbs. Anyone who disobeys orders will be shot to death."

At this point, he ordered again: "The machine gunner is ready..."

No matter who is wrong or who is right, the originally shaken soldiers below have returned to their cold-blooded side. Faced with the scene of no one taking action, this time they no longer use the butt of their rifles, but the bayonets on their guns to strike hard.

The ground stabbed through. A scene like this that was about to break out would require bloody suppression to stop their eagerness to move.

Suddenly, dozens of people in front of the queue were stabbed with bayonets and fell into a pool of blood screaming.

At this moment, human nature is revealed. No matter how passionate a person is, in this kind of ruthless massacre, he can only withdraw his head with cold hands and feet. Fighting with zombies, there is still a slim hope of survival, but now he is out

, 100% will be killed and become a respected monkey.

The ruthless suppression had its effect. Some cowardly people, looking at the shining white bayonets, could only walk to the trucks and receive weapons.

It is better to live than to die, even if it is only a few more minutes, it is only a few minutes.

Seeing that he had taken control of the situation, the man in the off-road vehicle showed a smile and cursed in a low voice: "A bunch of cheap bones, no wonder they can only be used as cannon fodder." In his eyes, these 30,000 people have long been separated from death.

It's just that letting them riot now will cause trouble. If you kill one more, you will have less power to stop the zombies.

All 30,000 people received weapons, and it would not be completed in a short time. After the weapons were distributed, the forward troops were already approaching the material transfer station.

But at this point, after more than half an hour, more and more zombies are pouring towards the western area, and the resistance in front is getting bigger and bigger. The rapid advance just now has become the slow advance now. And advanced

The appearance of zombies began to cause casualties to the troops.

To everyone's relief, at least no special infected persons have appeared yet. Otherwise, when advancing to the material transfer station, the number of casualties will be huge.

Due to the increasing resistance in the front, the armored forces in the army were finally dispatched. Six Type 96 main battle tanks and a dozen explosion-proof armored vehicles formed an assault force, raising dust in the sky and rushing towards the front line. At this moment

, these powerful human land warfare weapons, steel monsters, showed their ferocious side in the face of zombies.

"Boom...boom..."

The 125mm smoothbore cannon sent grenades into the zombies hundreds of meters away. There was a booming explosion and a red firework flashed. The zombies in the center area turned into slag gas in a few tenths of a second. Violent

The shock wave caused the approaching zombies to fly away, fly in the air, and fall violently more than ten meters away. Just one shot caused a vacuum zone within a few meters, forming a crater.

The anti-aircraft machine gun on the top of the tower was aimed at the black zombies in the distance by the machine gunner, and fired wildly. The bullet casings were beating in the air, with a caliber of 12.7mm. Dealing with zombies was like using a cannon to shoot mosquitoes, and the bullets could easily penetrate them.

The bodies of several zombies. For a moment, under the fire of machine guns, the limbs of the zombie group were flying, and dozens of zombies fell down.

This is just the prelude to the performance of the Type 96 main battle tank. It roars towards the zombies at a speed of over 50 kilometers per hour.

The steel body weighing 41.5 tons in combat, at this speed, roared and charged ferociously on the street, plunging headlong into the zombie group. In this collision, each powerful zombie was smashed to pieces.

, was rolled up and trapped under the tank.

Terrifyingly, the metal tracks not only crushed the street pavement, leaving an extended track mark, but also crushed zombies under the tracks, turning them into piles of disgusting mud-like objects, which were then mixed with the crushed cement.

The slag was mixed together to form a vomiting mixture. The fishy smell then dispersed and mixed with the smell of diesel from the tank, becoming an even more unbearable stench.

The explosion-proof armored vehicle following the tank has few firepower expenditure points, but its impact is absolutely amazing.

The zombies missed by the tanks were also knocked away under the explosion-proof armored vehicles. Under the fire of the machine guns above, zombies fell down one by one. The streets they passed were cleared in just a moment, and the speed of advancement was so fast that they fell down one after another.

He became very fast again and soon approached the material transfer station.

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