Clumps of soil sprayed out from the ground like a fountain, and within it, there were always the remains of the zombies that had been torn to shreds. The scattered soil mixed with large and small rocks was like a yellowish-brown curtain of rain, completely cutting off the area. Only when the armor-piercing incendiary bombs exploded on the cement road could it be illuminated.
Beside the eight thick light chains, there were dozens of smaller light chains. These light chains shot out at different speeds, some were fast, some were slow, some were bright, some were dark, they were at the edge of the sea of zombies, they were like a paring knife that slowly thinned out the dense group of zombies. Countless zombies fell under these light chains, and countless zombies stepped on the corpses on the ground, resolutely moving towards the direction of the sea of zombies.
"Boom … Boom …" Two 70mm high explosive bombs separated by more than ten meters exploded on the edge of the sea of zombies, creating two gaps that were tens of meters square. The waves of the sea of zombies were temporarily scattered, and a dozen off-road vehicles accelerated to within a hundred meters of the zombie horde. The heavy machine guns on the vehicles did not stop firing at the zombies. Forty team members got off the vehicles, and carried the reserve gasoline in the trunk as they rushed to within ten meters of the zombies and poured the gasoline out.
The two gaps that were blasted open were repaired after two minutes, and the scattered zombies at the edge once again formed a formation. They stepped on the team members, and finally the zombies at the front were within thirty to forty meters of the team members. A dozen S-Type zombies suddenly sped up and rushed towards the team members. The ordinary zombies at the back were also in chaos. Although the concentrated heavy machine gun bullets continued to tear apart their companions, their speed increased, and some of the zombies that hung by their sides also began to move their claws.
Seeing the zombies approaching, all the team members threw away the oil bottles and ran backwards. Their feet were covered in gasoline, so they didn't dare to fire. A new team member saw the sea of zombies behind them, and his legs went soft. He followed the other team members and ran a few steps, and stepped on an oil bottle that was thrown to the ground by another team member. The moment he stepped on it, the smooth oil bottle was sent flying. The team member also lost his balance and rolled to the ground, twisting his feet on the ground.
When he wanted to get up, he found that his right leg could not exert any force. Lying on the ground, he looked at the fast approaching S-Type zombies and let out a cry of despair. Using his last bit of consciousness, he rummaged in his pocket for a lighter. Below him was the withered grass that was drenched in gasoline, and he would rather be burned to death than be torn apart and eaten by the zombies.
Just as he pulled out the lighter, his trembling thumb continuously fiddled with the grinding wheel. Suddenly his leg was pulled by something, and his body was dragged along the grass that was drenched in gasoline. The sudden force caused the back of his head to slam into the ground, and his trembling right hand could no longer hold onto the small disposable lighter. The lighter fell onto the grass that was drenched in gasoline.
His body continued to slide, and he looked at the lighter that was getting further and further away from him, and let out an anguished wail.
"Fuck …. You're wailing, you're not fucking dead yet …."
When the unlucky guy slid to the ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart tightened. Behind that person were a dozen S-Type zombies, and behind the S-Type zombies were countless ordinary zombies. The others were also burying their heads in running, and it was clear that this team member was in danger. The team member's action of taking out the lighter was also seen by Zhang Xiaoqiang.
"Go that way, go that way …."
Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted from within the machine gun nest. He did not want that team member to be burned alive, and he would rather shoot him to death, that way he would suffer less pain. The off-road vehicle suddenly moved towards the zombie horde in front. The two vehicles behind did not know what happened, but seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang's off-road vehicle moving, they followed behind.
The heavy machine gun in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hands was the Type 24 Maxim Heavy Machine Gun, and it was also the machine gun with the most in the armory. All the other machine guns added together could not compare to it. In the past, the country's Type 53 Heavy Machine Gun had been given to Vietnam, and his own family only had these Heavy Machine Guns left from the civil war.
Ever since the water-cooled heavy machine gun was installed on the off-road vehicle, Wang Le had modified it. The original small water tank was changed to a large water tank, and a small float was installed. As long as the water in the machine gun was below the standard, the water tank would automatically fill with water. The Maxim Heavy Machine Gun was also very durable, as long as the rifling was still there, the bullets could continue to fire. As long as the firing pin and the ejector did not have any problems, the machine gun could continue to fire.
Currently, the unlucky member was still some distance away from the maximum shooting range of the heavy machine gun. Zhang Xiaoqiang naturally had to get closer and shoot.
A sturdy member suddenly turned around and ran towards the member who had sprained his ankle. He picked up his leg and dragged him back. Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang could not help but exclaim out loud. When the member turned around, Zhang Xiaoqiang immediately recognized him. It was the driver who had rushed into the zombie horde with him, and was also the rider who had rushed back in the afternoon to request for reinforcements.
One person was lying on the ground being dragged by another person, so his speed was naturally slow. Seeing that the S-Type zombies were about to catch up, the member did not turn back and only dragged the fellow on the ground. The member on the ground saw that the zombies were getting closer and closer and started to struggle.
"Xiao Bu, run, leave me behind and run. I'm grateful to you, if you don't run, we will all die together …."
The member called Xiao Bu did not say anything. Right now, he did not have the strength to speak. He just lowered his head and ran forward. From afar, the heavy machine gun fired behind him to cover him. Unfortunately, out of the dozens of zombies, only two or three had been knocked over, the rest were already in hot pursuit.
The member who had sprained his ankle did not struggle anymore. He laid on the ground and watched the bullets fly through the sky like a meteor shower. In his heart, he silently counted the last moments of his life. Although the distance of tens of meters was not long, to the two of them, it was the furthest distance in the world.
A dark shadow appeared in the corner of his eyes. An S-Type zombie had already arrived behind them, followed by another. When the third zombie appeared, he was still silently counting the last moments of his life. Right now, he felt very guilty, guilty that he had dragged Xiao Bu down with him. The zombies followed behind them, and Xiao Bu who was running while gasping for breath just happened to block the angle of the machine gun.
Coincidentally, three zombies leapt towards them at the same time. Behind the S-Type that leapt up, several more zombies revealed their ugly figures. The member did not close his eyes, he saw the S-Type jump towards him.