The three abominable heads exploded at the same time, bits of flesh splattered on Zhui Feng's face. The change happened so suddenly that Zhui Feng was a little confused. The sound of breaking through the air came slowly. The boss suddenly turned around and looked northeast, but couldn't see anything. The dazzling sun lamp can only illuminate part of the night, leaving a larger space shrouded in boundless darkness.
The silver light flashed away, and two abominations rushed over and shot six heads at the same time. The scene was extremely shocking.
"Who is it?" The vegetable man rushed over and touched Zhui Feng, who was rolling down.
"I have never heard of such powerful snipers in this area. I heard that the Ping An Army has specially trained a group of powerful snipers to serve as long-range back-up. Not surprisingly, this is when the soldiers of the Ping An Army noticed us." Zhui Feng His face turned pale and he was sweating heavily, but he remained silent.
"I heard that the medical conditions of the Ping An army are very good, and regeneration of broken limbs is not a problem!" Sharp Blade also rushed over.
Zhui Feng smiled and said nothing. The Ping An army had very high medical technology, and he had also heard about it. But he also heard that the Ping An Army's medical resources were also in short supply. Even the Ping An Army's own soldiers could not rescue them. They were just outsiders and did not have their turn.
"Ordinary snipers are not so powerful!" Vegetative Man was very calm.
"He's a master, I'm no match!" The boss killed two low-level zombies and came over, feeling sad in his heart but not showing it at all on his face. For a small team like them without powerful backing, what they fear most is not death, but disability. Becoming a cripple is more painful than death.
"Isn't it just one leg? Who am I? I am Zhui Feng. I am fast. Even if I am missing one leg, I am still faster than others." Zhui Feng comforted everyone.
"Yes, your speed is 10 times as fast as mine. If you give me a leg, it will be five times as fast as mine!" Hei Jia wanted everyone to relax, but it was obvious that he had no sense of humor. This joke was not funny at all.
After the last high-level zombie had a headshot, the powerful sniper moved the battlefield, and the unusually loud sound of breaking through the air never sounded again. The boss took a deep breath, suppressed all the emotions in his heart, and his face became stern: "Heijia will take care of Zhui Feng, and the others will follow me to kill the zombies. There are snipers from the Ping An army watching from behind. Maybe this This time I can really kill all the zombies!"
"Boss, I don't need to take care of you, I can do it on my own!" Zhui Feng said quickly. Hei Jia is the shield in the team. If he doesn't go, there will be big flaws in the formation. By then, Boss and others will be in danger. .
"This is fate -" Before the boss could finish his words, a chariot with a red cross on it roared into view, and red and blue flashing warning lights were conspicuous.
Before a group of people could realize what was going on, the chariot stopped amidst a harsh friction sound. Four soldiers in white coats rushed out of the chariot and came to the front.
"We are the field medical team of the Ping An Army. If you can 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 - can my brother's leg be saved?" The vegetative man couldn't help but ask.
One of the soldiers glanced around and found Zhui Feng's broken leg under the abomination's body. Then he compared the wound and nodded with certainty: "He's saved!"
"Great!" Heijia almost jumped up.
"Everyone, it's important to save people. If we want to talk, we'll have plenty of time after killing the zombies!" The soldier clasped his fists at everyone, then lifted Zhuifeng, placed him on a stretcher, and carried him into the tank. Just as he was about to close the door, the soldier suddenly remembered something and threw out a walkie-talkie.
"If there are any seriously injured people, please contact us at any time. Our people may not be able to keep an eye on every team!" After saying that, the tank 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!" Vegetative said.
"Everyone, please cheer up, otherwise, if Zhui Feng stands up, we will be embarrassed to see others!" A light yellow light appeared on the boss's body, and the terrifying aura was reviving.
"Kill--" Hei Jia didn't need to accumulate strength and was the first to rush forward. The other members of the team followed behind, with only fighting spirit in their eyes...
call--
The wind was still howling in his ears, and Liu Wei'an had already landed on another building a hundred meters away. His eyes were like a sharp sword. With a casual sweep, the scenes within a kilometer radius had entered his mind. The heavy Thor-1 seemed to have no weight in the hand. As the index finger pulled the trigger, tongues of fire spurted out.
boom!
The bronze-armored corpse exploded in the head, and the several-ton corpse flew seven or eight meters across, knocking over two low-level zombies.
Bang, bang, bang!
White-haired zombies, iron-cable zombies, and predators each had their heads shot, and the pressure on the street suddenly dropped.
"The snipers of the Ping An army are supporting me, everyone, come on!" A group of evolutionists in tattered clothes 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 evolved people do not hesitate to sacrifice themselves to attract the attention of zombies, truly sacrificing themselves.
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 all Intermediate zombies such as ogres, ghouls, and iron-cable zombies, the courage these beggar-like evolvers had just mustered up seemed to be poured with cold water, chilling them to the bone.
"I have been hiding for so long, but I didn't expect that I still didn't escape!" The thin body seemed to be blown by a gust of wind. Only when he made the sound did he realize it was a woman. Maybe because he hadn't spoken for a long time, his voice was extremely hoarse.
Low-level zombies have very low spiritual senses and can still evade them. Zombies that are as powerful as white-haired zombies and black-haired zombies have a 1% chance of escaping after being discovered.
"It doesn't matter if you can't hide, maybe there will be something to eat in hell." If the big man next to him had strong muscles, he would definitely be a strong man, but at this moment, he was similar to a bamboo pole. The two-meter-long bamboo pole made people worry about whether he would use too much force and die. break. He wanted to laugh boldly, but it was too loud and weak, and his laughter was hoarse and weak.
"Why...not...heaven?" Shitou is 1.56 meters tall and is also thin, but because he is short, he is not so ugly and gives people a somewhat slender appearance. But standing next to a tall man seemed very uncoordinated. He fired the last photon cannon, the energy was completely exhausted, he gasped for air, and it took him three sentences to finish.
"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 irony.
"You guys go farther away!" The woman suddenly became indifferent. Upon hearing this, the others dispersed silently. It's not that the woman is unkind, but her ability is to explode. The most powerful bomb is her own body. If she explodes by herself, not even the white-haired zombies can withstand it.
"Everyone, I'll go first - what is that?" Just as the high-voltage electricity was about to charge, a sound broke through the air. The sound was so thrilling that it resounded throughout the entire space.
A figure fell from hundreds of meters in the air. It was too far away to see its face clearly. All it could see was tongues of fire spurting out, and a little bit of silver light blooming charmingly under the reflection of the light.
Bang, bang, bang...
The zombies that rushed up fell down in rows, all with headshots, row after row. The zombies in the front had their heads exploded and the pieces of flesh had not yet hit the ground, but the zombies in the back had their heads exploded, and the night was splashing. When the zombies in the front fell to the ground, the gunfire had stopped. Only the roaring tail sound was left in the air and slowly dissipated.
At least 300 zombies were killed in less than 10 seconds. This group of beggar evolved people were stunned. Several of them blinked, thinking they were being deceived.
The black shadow slowly fell from the sky, like a broken leaf. There was no shooting at this moment, but in everyone's eyes, he was the god. After seeing his face clearly, every evolver was stunned for a moment.
too young!
Seeing the gun in his hand clearly, the evolver was stunned again. It was such a terrifying gun, and the cold murderous intent it exuded made people feel numb. They couldn't imagine how such a gun could shoot bullets as densely as a Vulcan cannon.
"Great Judgment Fist!"
This person is naturally Liu Wei'an. The Thor-1 is not yet in mass production. So far, only 29 have been produced. They are assigned to the most ace snipers in the five major legions. However, Liu Wei'an is the only one who can use the sniper rifle as a machine gun. arrive. The recoil of Thor-1 is so strong that even a gold-level Evolver cannot withstand continuous fire.
Thunder roared, and the space between heaven and earth seemed to be encompassed by this punch. As the fist came out, it produced terrifying and direct destructive power.
boom--
The hundreds of zombies swarming over seemed to be hit by a locomotive, flying backwards. In mid-air, their bodies exploded, shattering into thousands of pieces and shooting in all directions. The brains of these beggar evolvers went blank. They will never forget this scene for the rest of their lives. . Liu Wei'an's earth-shattering punch left an indelible impact on them.
"I think you must be hungry!" Liu Wei'an took out a tablecloth from somewhere, spread it on the ground, and then took out buckets of white steamed buns.
Gulu——
There was a sound of swallowing, and then there was the sound of thunder. It wasn't that it was going to rain, but it was screaming alone.
"Give us something to eat?" Shitou's saliva almost fell out.
"Otherwise, what would I do with it? Feed the zombies?" Liu Wei'an said with a smile.
"Really? I'm not blind, am I?" The tall man rubbed his eyes vigorously.
"Why?" The woman was the calmest.
"Because my name is Liu Wei'an!" Liu Wei'an walked toward another long street with his gun raised. He took a step forward and was already dozens of meters away. His speed was frightening, and his calm voice rang out.
"Hurry up, there are still a lot of zombies!"
"Eat!" The woman and the others looked at each other and nodded heavily.
