Who can guarantee that the lunatic in front of him will not give himself the responsibility of launching rockets. Tomato○☆Novel△网☆． `. -ｃｏｍ
Those who had been assigned to shoot rockets before were all killed tragically without exception.
For the skinheads, this rocket is like a curse, and anyone who touches it will die.
"What the hell..." The man on the mobile phone was at his wits end, but he couldn't miss the opportunity. He gave up his fearless curses and directly grabbed the men next to him and gave the order: "You! Give me that rocket quickly!"
"Oh, yes!" The boss came to the door, what else could the subordinates say.
After answering, he quickly ran to the ammunition box, opened the box, and took out the ammunition from inside.
"To brother!"
As a result, the man with the mobile phone ignored his trembling men and continued to install the rocket launcher.
And just as he was preparing for a sneak attack, something strange happened.
Two heavy machine gun shooters were releasing bullets according to their designated local areas.
But no one noticed that one of the dead bodies they had cleaned up and dumped on the ground stood up quietly.
The beast slowly climbed onto the pickup truck.
At this time, some skinheads finally saw something was wrong.
He was still wondering who the person who climbed into the pickup truck was, but when he saw the stranger's behavior, he couldn't help but feel cold in his heart: "That, that, that, that, that..."
Pointing his finger in the direction of the pickup, he was too nervous and his mouth was trembling, making it difficult to speak.
"What is that!?" The subordinate next to him retorted impatiently.
Realizing that something was wrong, his subordinates uttered the two most crucial words: "Zombies!!"
Hearing this, everyone looked sideways.
Looking at the eyes of everyone gathered on him, his subordinates froze in their original decision. The next second after finishing, they heard: "Ah!!"
A shrill howl broke through the dawn, and the bitten heavy machine gunner seemed to be welcoming the rising sun of the new day in this way.
The heavy machine gunner's miserable howl immediately attracted the attention of everyone on the field.
Everyone turned their eyes and saw a dark figure supporting the heavy machine gunner behind him, making unharmonious movements towards him.
"It's a zombie! Oh my god, it's really a zombie!"
At this time, the stupid skinheads finally realized that what their friends just said was not a joke, zombies really appeared in their own positions.
This unexpected situation really caught them off guard.
No wonder, relying on the distance advantage and the protection of the vehicle body, the skinheads hiding behind the vehicle line always believed that they would be absolutely safe as long as they did not attack.
This has been true from the beginning of the war to now.
The attacks from the opposing Victory Alliance never caused any real damage to their defense.
So now that a mutated zombie suddenly appeared, you can imagine how panicked the gangsters were.
In order to survive, some people instinctively pointed their guns at the heavy machine gun positions.
Undoubtedly, if he fires at this time, whether he can kill the zombies... there is no question, but it will definitely be fatal to the heavy machine gunner who is being bitten by the zombies.
After all, zombies can only be killed with headshots, while humans can kill them just by opening a hole.
However, the man who wanted to save his own life could not turn the gun as he wished. The next second, bullets from the heavy machine gun came towards them in circles.
He didn't expect that someone would bite him behind him. When his skin and flesh were torn apart, the heavy machine gunner almost fainted from the pain.
It was precisely because the zombies behind him pulled on the control that the muzzle of the heavy machine gun was moved bit by bit.
The first thing that was unlucky was the other heavy machine gun juxtaposed with him.
The moment the bullet came into contact with the pickup truck, the pickup truck's fragile skin was torn to pieces.
The shooter in the car reacted quickly. When the front of the car broke apart, he immediately jumped out of the car, narrowly avoiding the tragedy of being torn apart by bullets.
However, the heavy machine gunner reacted quickly and fled quickly, but his accomplices hiding behind the car were not so lucky.
The first one is the "idealist" who holds a gun in his hand and is ready to preemptively deal with the zombies.
He watched helplessly as the heavy machine gun blasted the pickup truck, then slowly rotated along the rear side of the vehicle.
His fingers moved unconsciously, but all the bullets fired were blocked by the heavy machine gun carriage board.
As for him, he was instantly turned into scum.
"Crack, click, click!" The sound of empty bullets fired, and the heavy machine gun regained its calmness after a roar.
But the wailings from the skinheads continued one after another.
"what's the situation!?"
The members of the Victory Alliance team who were hiding in their respective bunkers to avoid enemy fire suppression were all puzzled and surprised by the situation on the other side.
Old Zhao Qing held the stage and asked in a low voice: "Hua Zi, what did you do? What's going on on the other side!?"
Old Zhao thought that Huabiao might have taken some action to alleviate the pressure on his side.
Hua Biao was equally confused now: "I haven't done anything here. Chengwu, are you..."
Neither he nor Lao Zhao took any action, so now the only person who may pose a threat to the enemy is the mountainside section.
But then Duan Chengwu's answer confused everyone: "I didn't do it. One of my own people started fighting with my own people across the street."
"Ah!?" Duan Chengwu hadn't noticed the zombies on the other side yet, so his mind was full of confusion at the moment.
He, the overall observer, was baffled, let alone the rest of the village team members.
Everyone stared blankly, not knowing what to say.
In the end, Quanquan Xin said matter-of-factly: "Fuck it, no matter what! It won't do us any harm if the opposite party does it by himself. This dog bites the dog. It's probably because the spoils are unevenly distributed. We couldn't agree and started fighting. Let's watch the show." Bar!"
"That's right!" Bi Dahu said but slowly raised his head, glanced at the opposite side, and found that the opposite side was filled with flames and a pickup truck was burning.
Seeing this scene, Bi Dahu couldn't hide the joy in his heart. He shouted excitedly: "Hey, Lao Zhao, Xiao Wen, look at it, look at the other side, you don't know that the angel sister is so kind and gives us such a gift." What a gift. Hehe, they blew up their own pickup truck!"
"Real or fake!?" Undoubtedly, the bombing of this pickup truck is absolutely great news for the members of the Victory League team.
Wenquan Xin showed up to confirm regardless, and with just one glance, he saw the fire on the opposite side.
"What the fuck!! I'm going to go! Oh, this is really a fucking ghost! Then, when I turn around, I, I will pay my respects to the higher ups. God... you finally have a fucking eye. Got it!"
The words are getting more and more irrelevant, but it is not difficult to see the excitement and excitement of the team members about this matter.
However, compared to Wenquan Xin and Bi Dahu's noisiness, Lao Zhao seemed much calmer.
He didn't think that the other side would suddenly start fighting among themselves.
After all, judging from the current situation, although the opponent's several attacks were stubbornly repelled by our own side.
But the initiative is still in the hands of the other party.
And now the existing city defenses are basically broken. They had no civil strife before, but now it is unreasonable to cause trouble.
There must be something unknown to them.
