I Don't Want to Be a Valkyrie

too strong!They also couldn't do such a casual shooting of zombie crows that fell into the sky one by one.

"Nice marksmanship!"

Seeing Bronya's actions, Garcia couldn't help boasting, and then took the semi-automatic rifle in his hand and aimed at the zombie crows in the sky, fired 5 shots, hit 3 of them, and only 1 fell down .

"Hahaha, Garcia, you can't do this! You can't even compare to a little girl, so your idea can't be realized!"

Seeing Garcia's results, Miller couldn't help but burst out laughing.You can't even compare to a little girl, and you still want to pursue her?

"Damn it... you can do it, try it!"

Garcia couldn't help scolding unhappily when he heard the words, and he also felt very shameless.

"You know, I prefer to beat those big guys to a pulp with my baby!" Miller replied innocently, pointing at the Vulcan Gatling machine gun on the car.

"..."

"Have you ever been a soldier?"

Garcia suddenly asked Bronya out of curiosity, Bronya is such a good marksman...it is impossible to be unknown.But just after asking, I felt like I was thinking too much, Bronya is only so young... How old does it start...

"That's it!"

Bronya was taken aback, and replied indifferently.

Due to the second collapse of the collapsed world, Bronya, who became an orphan, was adopted by an unknown military organization since she was a child, and then trained Bronya to be a cold-blooded killing machine.

And as one of the best, Bronya also has the title of Ural Silver Wolf.

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Chapter 17 Survivor

Half an hour later, Bronya and her party arrived at their destination.

This is a small town that looks completely deserted, but compared with the city, there are fewer people here, and it is more remote...so it is safer.

After all, there are few humans, which means that there are not many zombies.Although there are fewer so-called zombies, it is only compared with the city...

"There are gunshots ahead, Massena is ready to go and have a look!"

Not long after entering the town, there was a burst of gunfire, and Garcia immediately said to the driver Massena.

"learn."

Massena immediately drove in the direction of the gunshots.

It was soon discovered that a transport truck full of goods was blocked by a large group of zombies.

Those around the transport vehicle were still alive at this time... there were only seven or eight survivors, and the rest were brutally eaten by zombies.Facing the pressing zombies, even if they have guns in their hands, they are about to be completely wiped out here.

The number of zombies here is actually not too many, probably a little over 100, but it contains a few terrifying mutant zombies.

In addition to a few giant bugs covered with tentacles, there is also a zombie butcher two or three meters tall, wearing a stainless steel helmet on his head and holding a huge chainsaw in his hand.

When the bullets hit the bugs and the butcher, they didn't fall to the ground like ordinary zombies.

Bugs the size of several people couldn't see where their heads were at all, and the Zombie Butcher was protected by a helmet, so ordinary bullets couldn't hurt it at all.Hitting other parts of the body... doesn't have much impact on the zombies.

……

"Quick, fire, don't let these ghost things get close, if you don't want to be eaten by them bit by bit, and then become like them!"

A blond young man held a submachine gun in his hand and kept shooting at the heads of the zombies in front of him. However... Although some of these zombies fell down, more of them were still approaching, especially the one with the helmet on. Butcher.

"Damn, I'm out of bullets!"

The young man standing on the roof of the transport vehicle held an AK with no bullets in his hand and said something irritated.

"Then give me a knife, and are there any grenades..."

"The grenades have been used up long ago! There is still a barrel of gasoline."

The young man directly smashed the AK with no bullets on the head of the zombie below, looking at the spare barrel of gasoline beside him.

"Don't use gasoline first, it will burn you."

"It's over, we are going to die here!"

A bald man with a beer belly held the M1911A1 in his hand, and found that there were no more bullets!

In this biochemical doomsday, the amount of bullets consumed is really too large. Every time he goes out to transport materials, he consumes a lot of bullets.

"It's a big deal to die with these ghosts! Darko, prepare to sprinkle gasoline..."

Looking at the zombies around, the blond young man couldn't help but a trace of despair flashed in his eyes. Who would have thought that... just as he was about to reach the base, the engine of the transporter suddenly had a problem.

Then I met so many zombies.

"Wait... wait a minute, boss, it seems that someone is coming!"

The young man on the roof suddenly pointed forward.

The blond youth took a look, and sure enough... a very domineering modified chariot was heading straight.

"Hi! Looks like you guys need a little help."

The domineering modified chariot directly crashed into the zombies in front of him, and after killing more than a dozen ordinary zombies... Garcia and the others directly opened the window of the car and shot the zombies in front of them with guns.