Umbrella Corporation

The stability and power of the ambulance are much stronger than ordinary vehicles, and it is very easy to knock away the corpses that have not gathered yet.

After knocking away the zombies blocking the road, the door behind the ambulance was opened. Li sat in the car in a standard gun-mounting posture. Using the muscles near his left elbow as support, he turned the muzzle of the m249 light machine gun and pointed it at the person behind him. The zombies running wildly shot.

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Under the powerful firepower of the light machine gun, the zombies fell like wheat.

Individual zombies hiding in the group of corpses jumped up from time to time, and rushed toward the rear of the ambulance like wild beasts hunting prey.

They are very fast, their legs seem to have been modified by demonic worms, and their jumping ability is similar to that of insects powered by hydraulic power.

After jumping, it is like a taut spring, and it can jump more than ten meters in the blink of an eye.

Because it was already known that such zombies might be hidden among the corpses, the snipers in the team stayed behind Li and used precision marksman rifles to carry out continuous attacks on the zombies that were flying towards him.

The kinetic energy of the bullet is enough to knock them down in mid-air. If it is a bullet with a full charge, the impact may be a penetrating wound.

The ammunition for everyone in the team's firearms is divided into full charges and half charges to meet the needs of different combat scenarios.

After hitting the human body, the bullet with a half-charge will roll over in the human body due to the weakened kinetic energy, causing greater damage to the person, while the bullet with a full charge is more powerful. Even if it hits the bone, it may still be ejected from the human body. Penetrate through.

Ordinary bulletproof shields can generally only withstand half-charge rifle bullets, and will be easily penetrated by fully-charged rifle bullets.

Only two special mutant individuals of parasitic zombies have been confirmed so far. The crisis of parasites has spread so fast in the Electric Eel Kingdom that ordinary people have been forced to enter the battle royale game before they have time to understand the capabilities of the demonic worms.

The headquarters can only make assumptions based on known mutant individuals, and then draw on the special green flu mutant individuals and black light mutant individuals that broke out in the United States to prepare corresponding countermeasures for each special operations team.

Peng Peng Peng!

The m249 light machine gun stopped firing after the last bullet in the drum was exhausted. Li threw the drum of ammunition very casually onto the empty road that was retreating, and then closed the door of the ambulance.

Today's umbrella companies have no shortage of metal, and the drum processing technology is very mature. It is not impossible to use reusable drums as disposable consumables.

As the car door closed, the zombie howls that frightened Tommy disappeared in an instant. He supported his sister lying on the hospital bed and felt the slight trembling under his feet, as if there was a barrier to isolate all the fear he had experienced before. Stay in an illusory world.

Only such a short period of tranquility could pull him back from his fearful life, leaving him barely enough energy to think about things other than the thrilling escape.

He recognized that the road the ambulance left was the direction away from the town. Now that the survivor team was not found, where were they going?

Tommy looked at the medic who was sitting aside and checking the medicine. He remembered that the leader of the team called him Jones...

"Well, where are we going now?"

Jones raised his head slightly, kept moving, and said: "There are ruts in front of the church leading to the current road. We are going to find those people who left the town."

"Will there be anyone in the town?"

After asking this question, Tommy regretted it. He chose between a certain target and an uncertain target. It was obviously better to chase the survivors who left the town.

And this problem is just like the trolley problem, it is very unsolvable. No matter how you do it or say it, it is a torture of your conscience.

Although Tommy was thinking too much, Jones was very clear about the fact that he was not a god. He shrugged slightly and said, "We can't save everyone. The instructor already said that on the day he joined the army."

After that, there was silence in the ambulance.

After driving for about an hour, the car stopped.

The three members of the special operations team in the back compartment checked their equipment uniformly, and apparently learned the reason for the car's stop from their earphones.

The vision of the black man and Payton was already displayed in the helmet. The ambulance arrived at a gas station. There were sporadic lights in the gas station. Rows of vehicles surrounded the gas station. Several human heads were in the car. He stuck his head out from behind his body and observed the ambulance.

The ambulance turned off its high-beam headlights and turned on its double flashes. The survivors in the gas station responded with random flashes of flashlights, but they did not get out from behind the car.

"Let me get out of the car and take a look."

In the passenger seat, Payton volunteered to go down and take a look.

The black captain did not refuse, "Go ahead."

After that, Payton opened the door and got out of the car, and was immediately illuminated by the light of the flashlight, like the protagonist on the stage of a drama.

After seeing Payton's dress, the people blocking behind the gas station caused some commotion. Apparently this uniform reminded them of the long-lost army.

Holding the handle of the gun in his right hand, raising his left hand high, and lowering the muzzle of the gun, Payton slowly walked towards the bunker formed by cars.

The people behind the car saw that Payton did not look defenseless, nor did they make any drastic moves, waiting for Payton to approach.

After the two sides were only one car apart, they officially started communicating.

After getting closer, the flashlight dimmed a little, allowing Payton to finally see the faces of the people behind the car. They were all white, with strong young people and middle-aged people who were still in their prime.

An old man wearing a peaked cap and a gray beard raised his chin and asked Payton, "Are you from the army?"

Payton glanced at the shotgun in the old man's hand and said, "It's the army, but not the army of the Electric Eel Country. We are a joint rescue team. There are currently 3,000 people carrying out rescue work in the territory of the Electric Eel Country, and we are one of the teams."

"Peacekeeping force?"

The old man didn't have much knowledge. When he heard that it was a joint force, he could only imagine the peacekeeping force that provided security maintenance work in various war-torn areas.

Payton thought for a moment and said, "You can think of it this way. Anyway, we are just here to help and escort those who are heading to the shelter with the Force... It's not mandatory."

After saying this, the old man entered a state of doubt, while the other young people beside him were slightly excited, as if they had finally seen the organization.

This group of young people have not been poisoned by the threat theory. They will have more trust in those wearing uniforms, and compared to the uniforms of their own countries, the United Nations sounds more professional and more credible, isn't it?

The old man saw the mood of the guys beside him, and finally took his finger off the trigger of the shotgun, waved his hand to let people move the car that served as a roadblock and let the ambulance enter the gas station.