Skynet Architect

A zombie fell on his body and knocked him to the ground. The stinky sharp teeth pierced his skin, and the blood on his neck flew up. The blood became a fountain, and the mad dog fell on the ground without any struggle. , the zombies around rushed over in an instant.

"Crack! Crack!" The continuous sound of bones biting made the scalp numb, and the soldiers dared not turn their heads.

And their other two combat members immediately took out the grenade from their arms, facing the group of zombies, they threw two grenades and started running wildly after throwing them out.

This is a wave of zombies falling from the sky, and the damage to them is very terrifying. Within ten seconds, the figure of the mad dog disappeared from here. I can't find it anymore, even the minced meat and dregs are hard to find. Maybe only the pool of blood on the ground proves that he once existed.

The soldiers in front hurriedly ran away. At this time, the shortcoming of missing one person appeared. Rabid Dog is the main fireman. He is responsible for the main attack work, and is responsible for killing zombies at a long distance. The result was that the zombies in the distance were not resolved in time, and the other team had to complement each other, and the pressure on the members of the other team was even greater.

The remaining two people in their own team were even more miserable, and the density of zombies increased greatly.

As for the group of zombies behind them, they are also approaching now. If they want to force the zombies, they can only throw a grenade. As long as there are more zombies, it will be a grenade.

The rapid consumption of ammunition on the flatbed truck could not support their continued survival at all, and there were more and more traces of bullets on the ground.

"Monkey, give up a car. The bullets have been used up. Whether we can go out depends on the speed." Tuna roared loudly, kicking a flatbed car away.

There was a lot of fuel in the car that they were searching for. They originally wanted to see if there was a car, but now it seems that they were thinking too much. Who cares so much at this time, let's run away.

So without any hesitation, he kicked the car and dropped a Molotov cocktail on it.

This is an incendiary bomb with a delayed fuze, which ignites after thirty seconds.

After dropping the flatbed, the combat member Monkey is already free, and he can take the place of Rabid Dog.

Among these people, only the hamster has been concentrating on it all the time. The barrel of the gun has already been burning red, but he is still aiming. He is the one who solved the large area of ​​zombies in front of him. The high hit rate is scary, the gunshots are continuous, and the continuous shooting of bullets brings crazy death. The ground is already full of corpses of zombies, and they can only step on the zombies to move forward.

The quantity of these things is still very large, making Si Fan unbearable.

"Huh!" Suddenly, a voice came from behind, it was a very strange whistling sound, it seemed to be a whistling sound, and then saw the flames soaring into the sky.

A continuous sea of ​​flames blocked the zombies behind him.

"Quick!" They were still rushing, just hoping to leave the city.

The hamster continued to shoot, but at this time, he found that the barrel of the gun was already very red.

"It has to cool down, water it directly, don't worry about the damage, now is the time to die." Tuna hurriedly gave an order.

With the order, the deputy quickly took out a bucket of 3 liters of mineral water and poured it all over the barrel.

"Here!!" The steam rose, the barrel cooled rapidly, and the hamster lying on the flatbed remained unmoved, still aiming at the target.

But after cooling down, the gun's lifespan has been greatly reduced, and the hit rate is also plummeting.

This is an inevitable consequence.

Tuna also knew, he just gritted his teeth and insisted.

The procession continued on, crossing two streets. After walking several thousand meters, they have already dropped many zombies, but the future is still uncertain, and it can even be said that there is little chance of survival.

But they have to run, they can only survive if they keep moving forward, if they wait to be surrounded by zombies, they will die, and the fighting power of zombies is not like that of TV dramas.

The struggle for less than half an hour made them feel exhausted, and they had never felt such a sense of urgency when performing tasks before.

All the strength in the body seems to be drained.

But they can only run, run as hard as they can, and it's over when they die.

Now they can no longer tell what is training and what is reality, they just know that they must run. ;

No more thoughts on the mind, just keep moving and shooting.

The squatting hamster is the one who is in the most state. He is very ethereal now, thinking nothing, just shooting and killing the target. This state is very scary. Even if the gun in his hand has already started to be inaccurate, he still guarantees Super high shooting level, bullets are very accurate and directly shoot zombies.

When no bullets are wasted, the hit rate is extremely high.

The zombies are roaring.

After advancing again for about four to five hundred meters, we have reached the turntable of the first street. This is the place where the four roads converge. There are usually a lot of people, so this is the most dangerous place now.

As soon as it got close to here, the tuna roared.

"Be careful, it's easy to rush here, ready to throw all the grenades at any time." He roared, and the team moved forward again.

There is only a distance of forty or fifty meters to enter the position of the turntable.

The zombies behind him were about 30 meters away, and they were already scattered. The fire just now had really cleaned up a lot of zombies.

They ran wildly and soon approached the crossing.

At this time, they felt a burst of weirdness. There should be all zombies here, but now it is very quiet.

Now the hamsters who have been shooting have found time to rest and cool down the barrel of the gun with their assistants.

The people in the team began to slow down gradually, and the old cat in front rushed over and started looking for the target.

Zombies would never disappear so abruptly. If they really disappeared, it must be a conspiracy.

He carefully sniffed the slightly fishy smell in the air, which was more disgusting than rancid, and there were a lot of dried blood on the ground, which seemed to have been there for a long time.

The surroundings are no longer tall buildings, but a few quaint low houses, which seem to have such a charm.

But now he was not in a good mood, he turned back in horror.

"Run! Run!" roared sternly, and then he almost immediately took out the grenade and threw it at the short building next to him indiscriminately.

Panicked, everyone has such an expression.

But there is no chance to go backwards, they can only move forward.

In such an environment, we can only move on.

"Come on!" Tuna roared.

After that, his eyes became a sea of ​​zombies, and countless zombies jumped down from the air.