The moment of respite allowed Zhang Xiaoqiang to recover, the military uniform on his body was riddled with bullet holes, especially the back, which had been shot through. After drinking a mouthful of water, Zhang Xiaoqiang said to the leader, Gao Qilong, "Don't be lenient later, don't let a single one of them go."
Gao Qilong had just nodded, when Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed out again, but Zhang Xiaoqiang did not run towards the last point of fire, but instead charged towards those people. In his dynamic vision, Zhang Xiaoqiang only had to take care of his face, at the same time, the rifle in his hands opened fire, he was actually charging towards hundreds of people by himself.
Following that, Zhang Xiaoqiang hid behind a boulder, lowered his helmet, and killed over 20 men who were shooting at him. The men with swords, guns, bows and arrows were not within Zhang Xiaoqiang's firepower, and in a short period of time, the people in front were suppressed by Zhang Xiaoqiang. Following that, two points of fire covered Zhang Xiaoqiang, causing the enemies to give up on charging, and Zhang Xiaoqiang seized the opportunity and charged towards the last point of fire about 100m away.
That point of fire was completely suppressed by over a hundred enemies, this group of people's weapons were relatively better, over a hundred of them had a Type QJY88 5.8mm general-purpose machine gun, over 60 Type 95 rifles and two Type 88 sniper rifles.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was also seen by those people, first, two 5.8mm sniper rifle bullets were fired at him, and the general-purpose machine gun was also turned around, Zhang Xiaoqiang dodged the bullets, and with two shots, he killed the half-baked sniper, and then took out the machine gun team.
Without the suppression of the machine gun and sniper rifle, the last point of fire became active, and with half of the enemies pinned down, Zhang Xiaoqiang continuously used rocks of all sizes as cover, and approached the other side, while the enemies behind him were pinned down by two points of fire.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's main attack was around the machine gun, anyone who wanted to operate the machine gun was his first target, in a short period of time, seven bodies fell around the machine gun, and no one was interested in the machine gun anymore, all of them raised their rifles and shot at Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's speed was strange, in the blink of an eye, he rushed into the group of people, the Rat King Blade following Zhang Xiaoqiang's movements, easily chopping off heads one by one, the whole formation was in chaos, Zhang Xiaoqiang was unparalleled in hand-to-hand combat, no one was able to cause any resistance to Zhang Xiaoqiang, in a short period of time, no one was interested in the machine gun, they all raised their rifles and shot at Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's speed was strange, in the blink of an eye, he rushed into the group of people, the Rat King Blade following Zhang Xiaoqiang's movements, easily chopping off heads, the whole formation was in chaos, Zhang Xiaoqiang was unparalleled in hand-to-hand combat, no one could cause any resistance to Zhang Xiaoqiang for a short period of time, whether it was a broadsword or a spear, they were all cut in half by Zhang Xiaoqiang's blade, and then followed up with a slash at their throats, drawing a long line of blood.
In less than a minute, Zhang Xiao Qiang had killed 17 people in a row. The charging soldiers had also rushed into the camp and joined up with Zhang Xiao Qiang. In an instant, fresh blood and severed limbs flew everywhere, and screams of agony could be heard. When the 29th man had fallen under the Rat King's Blade, the 100 men in the camp had been completely wiped out.
In the position, twenty-nine people were killed by the Rat King Blade, four people were killed by NP22, two snipers, nine people operating machine guns, and five people killed by Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang killed a total of forty-nine people here, almost half, and the number of people he killed before was not less than this number.
There were over 20 of them that had rushed out, but only 18 of them were able to stand. Both sides converged, and Zhang Xiao Qiang got Zhao Jun to bring his men to take over the machine guns and sniper rifles, at the same time, they started to rummage through the corpses for ammunition.
The total number of attackers was about four hundred. After the previous surprise attack, the battle with zombies, and the resistance of the people, plus the hundreds of people killed here, the number has been reduced by a third, and the time to counterattack has come.
"Can you still charge?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang took the AN94 that a soldier risked his life to pick up and changed the magazine, then asked Zhao Jun. Zhao Jun's uniform has been drenched in blood, and his face and hands are all kinds of scratches. He looked at the soldiers around him, and then looked at the machine gun that was ready to shoot, then nodded to Zhang Xiaoqiang: "No problem …"
When Zhang Xiaoqiang threw the last grenade, the three firing points were launched at the same time. The remaining enemies suffered heavy losses, and they already had the intention to retreat. They unexpectedly did not resist, and ran outside, obviously wanting to escape.
Two sniper rifles and heavy machine guns blocked their escape route, and Zhang Xiaoqiang also used the AN94 to kill the guys who rushed to the front, plus the snipers who survived in hiding, the whole exit was completely blocked. When the three small teams converged, the remaining dozens of enemies put down their weapons.
The battlefield in the middle of the mountain began to quiet down, and the survivors who had been hiding started to come out. Zhang Xiao Qiang did not let Zhao Jun and the rest clean up the battlefield, instead, he gathered all the scattered survivors together, restocking their guns and ammunition, and brought them out.
Just as he stepped out, he saw a thick black smoke rising from the col where the carriages were parked. There were a number of people on horses entering and exiting the col, and a group of drivers were chased out with their hands raised in the air. At a low-lying area, there were over 30 corpses piled up in all sorts of postures.
From a distance of a few hundred meters, Zhang Xiaoqiang could clearly see that the bodies were all from the small teams they had been assigned to protect. Obviously, the attack was launched at the same time. On the other side, a convoy was parked there, and dozens of drivers gathered together to look in this direction.
Without saying anything, Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his gun and shot at the drivers. His colleague shouted to the armed men behind him:
"Steal the cars, chase the horses."
As Zhang Xiaoqiang opened fire, dozens of rifles sprayed at the terrified drivers. Only two people could get on the car, and only one could start. After driving for a short time, Zhang Xiaoqiang shot the fuel tank and turned it into a fireball.
The burning car drove on the ground for more than ten meters before crashing into a rock. Zhang Xiaoqiang changed the magazine and rushed towards the mountain. More than twenty people followed behind him, and the others all rushed towards the big cars.
The sudden change startled the riders. When they saw that there were only a few dozen people rushing out of the mountain range, and that they had split into two groups, they urged their horses to charge in this direction. As they charged, they fired randomly in this direction.
Bullets whistled around Zhang Xiaoqiang. Although it looked scary, the bullets flew without any pattern. To be able to hit the running people on horseback, it required not accuracy, but luck.
There were more than thirty people rushing over. More than ten people were riding on their horses, and more than twenty people were following behind. In the distance, there were ten people guarding the drivers. Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed into the rain of bullets, and his speed was surprisingly fast. He was a lot faster than the soldiers behind him, and when he was still about a hundred meters away from the horses, he opened fire with his rifle.
More than ten riders fell off their horses without a sound, and the ownerless bootlicking brushed past Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed towards the terrified men …
Sixteen horses were led to Zhang Xiaoqiang, and Zhang Xiaoqiang only opened fire when he was about a hundred meters away. He did not want these horses to run away. The rest of the enemies were all shot dead, and half of the drivers were saved. The people guarding them were desperate, and they wanted to kill the drivers, but Zhang Xiaoqiang opened fire and saved them.
Whether it was the space inside the mountain or the brown land outside, there were corpses everywhere. In the process of charging, two more people were killed by stray bullets. In total, Zhang Xiaoqiang's side had more than forty people who could fight, but they had captured more than fifty captives.
Including the horses that they rode, they had a total of more than forty horses, and among them, more than thirty horses were ownerless. Both sides had lost a total of more than six hundred people, and they had seized more than thirty vehicles, of which eight were off-road vehicles.
The remaining people were all injured, and there were at least a hundred who were heavily injured, including the enemies. The weapons of the dead were also collected, and there were hundreds of different types of guns, more than a hundred thousand ammunition, and a heavy machine gun. Of course, the heavy machine gun was Zhang Xiaoqiang's spoils of war, and was taken by Zhang Xiaoqiang. Together with three thousand rounds of ammunition, they were loaded into a luxurious Mercedes-Benz off-road vehicle.
Zhang Xiaoqiang did not monopolize all the spoils of war. He only wanted two Type 88 sniper rifles, twenty Type 95 rifles, ten AK74 rifles, ten Type 81 rifles, ten Type 81 rifles, three types of ammunition, two Type 92 pistols, 120 rounds of ammunition, and ten of the strongest horses. Although they could not compare to Xu Hao's Black Smoke Beast, they were comparable to the professional racehorses of foreign countries before the apocalypse.