Doomsday: I Have Cf Mall

bang bang bang

Gunshots came and went, and round after round of explosions also exploded in the municipal square.

All the survivor forces in the square began to act in a very tacit agreement. They started to advance towards the zombie lord in the center of the square from each direction.

Everyone knows that although doing so may not guarantee life, but if you don't do so, you will definitely die.

"Go up! Whoever dares to take a step back, I will kill him with one shot!"

"At a time like this, don't blame me for disregarding my previous affection!!"

The bald dragon was already red-eyed, and kept yelling at the poisonous wolf mercenaries beside him. The submachine gun in his hand had exploded due to the high temperature generated by continuous shooting for too long.

He threw the broken submachine gun to the ground, pulled out a pump-type shotgun from the holster behind his backhand, and continued to pour firepower in front of him while gnashing his teeth.

There are too many zombies!!

Even if there are other people to help, those people are not advancing in the same direction as him at all. What's more, other forces are far inferior to the poisonous wolf mercenary group in terms of numbers and firepower!

Although those that Tulong brought out today are almost all his former subordinates of the foreign mercenary regiment, but in front of survival, even the ownerless father is nothing!

Bald Dragon's eyes were fixed on the center of the square, and the zombie lord who was completely motionless had only one thought in his mind!

Even if it is death, I will kill you first!

The zombie lord has stopped devouring now, its huge head hangs down unnaturally, the muscles and bones all over its body are still convulsing and wriggling crazily, a terrifying sense of oppression pervades continuously from its body. out.

Purify these devils!!"

On the other side, God's Hand, whose strength is second only to the Poisonous Wolf Mercenary Corps, did not hold back and showed their cards!

They quickly took off the suitcase they were carrying behind them, and then took out various parts from it, and started assembling in an instant.

Except for the two people defending the perimeter, the other ten people in the Hand of God are doing their work in an orderly manner.

Their movements are fast and fluent, they obviously know this thing very well, and everyone's division of labor is extremely clear, some are in charge of the gun barrel, some are in charge of the gun mount, and some are in charge of the guard in front of the gun barrel, without any muddled movements .

As the parts were assembled one by one, in just two minutes, a simple and exquisite self-propelled turret was formed impressively!

This kind of turret is a secret weapon developed by the military. It is specially used to perform tasks with a high casualty rate, such as dangerous street fighting!

In street fighting, no matter what tasks soldiers perform, they are bound to be dragged into a quagmire. Every time they break into a door, every time they walk on the street, they may be killed by local snipers, or ambushed gunmen and booby traps. die!

But with this remote-controlled self-propelled gun, they can avoid casualties to a great extent!

Moreover, this turret is also equipped with an aiming chip that automatically recognizes the enemy. If you want them to work, you only need to remotely control their actions!

boom boom

bang bang bang bang bang—

When the switch was turned on, the self-propelled turret instantly recognized hundreds of thousands of targets in the field, and the large-caliber machine guns immediately began to bombard, but in the blink of an eye, dozens of zombies rushed towards them

It was blasted to pieces by ruthless artillery.

This kind of cannon can penetrate even a concrete wall tens of centimeters thick, and its rate of fire is so fast that even first-order zombies can't resist it, let alone this ordinary zombie!

It's just that this kind of large-caliber ammunition is all specially made for this type of machine gun, and it is extremely difficult to search for it. God's hand searched three or four army outposts and arsenals, but only found less than 3,000 rounds!

They have obviously decided to risk everything and survive!

Although there are a lot of zombies in the square, none of these survivor forces are good. Except for the poisonous wolf mercenary group and the hand of God, the other smaller forces are all evolutionaries.

With the cooperation of so many people, the number of zombies on the field began to drop sharply in an instant.

In half an hour!

"Brothers, kill me!!"々!"

The poisonous wolf mercenary group had the largest number of people, the strongest firepower, and the fastest progress. The bald dragon was covered in blood at this time, and finally rushed within ten meters of the zombie lord!

The bald dragon looked at the zombie lord who had no resistance in front of him, and the greed that had just retreated not long ago suddenly emerged again.

What was in front of me was a zombie lord spar that was about to evolve to the fourth level!!

No...it is already in the evolution stage, even that spar may have evolved to the fourth level!

The other forces all tacitly attracted the attention of the zombies, so that they could rush to the center of the square so quickly with their troops.

Not only that, the zombie lord is still in a state of being unable to move!

In this state of being unable to protect himself, what he needs to do is to break through the skin defense of the zombie lord, then destroy its central nervous system, and finally, dig out that priceless spar from its head!

Could it be that this was a blessing in disguise?

boom!!!

At this moment, a rocket bomb landed precisely in front of Bald Dragon!

As a second-level advanced evolutionary, Tulong's reaction speed is terrifying. As early as when the rockets were approaching, he felt an instinctive sense of crisis, which made him retreat three or four meters in one step!

But even so, the scorching air waves and shrapnel still made him stagger, and almost fell to the ground, but the three or five people who followed him, because they retreated too slowly, "were blown to death!

Bald Dragon looked back in astonishment, and saw the person who shot the rocket in an instant. About 200 meters to the northeast, a middle-aged man (is that okay) wearing a clergyman's costume, the RPG in his hand was still flashing? With blue smoke.

"These fucking bastards..."

With Bald Dragon's reaction speed, he figured everything out in an instant!

These people probably also saw that the zombie lord has no ability to resist now, and the ordinary zombies on the field are almost wiped out, so they don't intend to let themselves get this zombie spar!

Even at this time, human greed is still swaying!

"Kill me! Beg!"

Bald Dragon glanced at the zombie lord, knowing that it would be too late if he didn't take measures immediately, "Kill all these bastards and all those zombies to me!!"

"If you want this spar, are you willing to take it?!"

Anyway, it seems that the zombie lords will not wake up for a while, and the bald dragon thinks to himself that with their strength and firepower, it should only take three to five minutes to clear the whole field!

Should, still in time!.