Even at this moment, the firing of the heavy machine guns did not stop. It was as if they were saying their final farewell. Countless feathers on the Great Blackbird's body flew into the sky like a broken feather pillow. Specks of blood could be seen on the feathers that fell from the sky. The Great Blackbird let out a deafening roar and flapped its wings. A sandstorm rose, and the thick dust and black feathers flew in all directions, covering its body.
Then, the Great Blackbird broke through the thick dust and lifted the military vehicle up. The Great Blackbird's claws broke through the windshield and was deeply embedded in the driver's seat. Red blood seeped out from its claws, and the flying military vehicle left a long trail of blood on the ground. The blood trail scattered and turned into a rain of blood.
Bang … The tilted door of the passenger seat was kicked open, and an armed police officer drenched in blood crawled out. The door was slightly tilted upwards, and the wind generated by the Great Blackbird's flapping wings made the door sway left and right. The armed police officer leaned against the door and looked at the ground that was getting farther and farther away. Then, he took out his rifle and pulled the trigger at the Great Blackbird above him.
The Great Blackbird grabbed the military vehicle tightly and flapped its huge wings to rise into the sky. There was a faint flash of fire under its abdomen. Amidst the gunshots, the military vehicle was released by the Great Blackbird, and the Great Blackbird swayed into the sky. On the falling military vehicle, a figure held a rifle and fired continuously until the entire vehicle smashed into the ground and rolled like a top. As it rolled, the entire vehicle was squeezed into a ball, and as its parts flew everywhere, the military vehicle was no longer as majestic as before.
Boom … The entire military vehicle exploded, and one of the tires flew high into the sky, as if it wanted to fly to the end of the sky. In the end, the momentum was exhausted, and it fell rapidly, bouncing and rolling on the ground until it was far away.
Perhaps the Great Blackbird was at a disadvantage. It flew thousands of meters into the sky and disappeared into the clouds in a flash. Below, the sound of cars exploding could be heard. Cries and cheers merged into one. Slowly, in the black smoke, a crowd of people surrounded the road like ants.
The caravan was a tragic sight. There were burning corpses, heavily injured people howling in pain, burning vehicles, and bloodstains all over the field. When the people below were cleaning up the mess, Zhang Xiao Qiang stood on a high ground in the distance and looked around with his team members. His team members held up their rifles and looked through the scopes, while Zhang Xiao Qiang only looked with his eyes.
"Sigh!
What a pity … "
Zhang Xiao Qiang sighed and did not speak again. His expression was a little bleak. It was unknown if he was talking about the soldier on top of the vehicle who had opened fire, or the Big Black Bird who had left early.
"He's a real soldier …"
The one who said this was Huang Quan. He put down his binoculars, adjusted his helmet, tidied up his clothes, and gave a solemn military salute to the burning military vehicle. Beside him, all the search team members saluted as well. They did not know what a real soldier meant, but they knew that it was a real man. Everyone in the military vehicle was a real man, and they deserved their salute.
After emotion came rationality. Zhang Xiaoqiang forgot about the brave soldiers and began to help the convoy below count the losses. His goal today was to make the convoy below lose at least 70% of its members.
More than ten vehicles were burned down. It was all the work of the Great Blackbird. The rolling vehicles crashed into other vehicles. Some of the lucky ones managed to escape, but the unlucky ones were all wiped out.
Many vehicles were burned, and many people died. On the road, in the field, and in the hellish canal, bodies were carried to the edge of the canal and rolled down. The seriously injured people were also carried there and rolled down the slope. Wails and cries came from the canal. Even Zhang Xiaoqiang could hear the faint cries carried by the wind.
Zhang Xiaoqiang and his team members looked at the injured people who could still move their arms being rolled down the slope. Some of them were crying their hearts out. The people who were carrying them could not bear to see them, so they threw them to the side. A few gunshots rang out. The people who were carrying them and the people who were being carried were silently lying on the ground. A few soldiers came over and threw them into the canal.
Looking at the bloodstains on the ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart was heavy. Today's tragedy was not only caused by the leaders of the convoy. Zhang Xiaoqiang was also responsible. If he did not want to use the Great Blackbird to exhaust them, it would not have happened. Of course, the biggest reason was that the people in the apocalypse could not afford to be injured. Once they were injured, what awaited them was starvation and pain. The apocalypse did not have that many medicines to save them, and at the same time, they did not need useless people.
The raging flames were quickly extinguished, and the wreckages of the vehicles were dragged to the side of the road. All the people who could still move, and all the vehicles that could still move, were once again on the road. Behind the convoy, the hellish canal was burning with flames and thick smoke. The thick smoke danced in the air, as if demons from hell were laughing unbridledly.
As the convoy moved further away, two Fierce Warriors and two assault vehicles followed. The small convoy stopped at the wreckage on the side of the road. Zhang Xiaoqiang got off the vehicle and looked at the fire in the canal in silence. He did not have the qualifications to criticize the cruelty of others. The raging fire was not without his contribution, he was also one of the accomplices of the Great Blackbird.
"Zhang Xiaoqiang … look …"
Huang Quan walked to Zhang Xiaoqiang's side and pointed at the military vehicle that was squeezed together. Time was limited, and the large convoy did not have the time to take out the remains of the three soldiers that were squeezed inside. The temperature was high, and the flames on the vehicle had not extinguished yet. The remains inside were still being roasted by the flames.
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked deeply at Huang Quan. Huang Quan did not avoid his gaze, and his eyes were filled with persistence. Looking at the persistence and persistence that Huang Quan valued, Zhang Xiaoqiang understood Huang Quan's thoughts.
"Swoosh …" Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled out the Rat King Blade from his thigh, turned the hilt, and brought it to Huang Quan.
"Go … go and bury them … use this blade to carve out a warrior's grave for them …"
Huang Quan led ten team members to busy themselves with the scrapped vehicle. Zhang Xiaoqiang leaned against the vehicle with his arms crossed. He bent his right foot and stepped on the steel rim of the wheel while he watched Huang Quan, who was busy.
The sun rose high in the sky and dispersed the clouds. Scorching ultraviolet rays shone on the ground, and the moisture in the morning evaporated without a trace under the sun. With the burning flames in the distance acting as accomplices, the temperature of the ground was very high. It was so high that the women did not want to get out of the vehicle. Only Huang Quan and his team members, as well as Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was watching them quietly, stood outside the vehicle.
The vehicle that was squeezed into a ball was dismembered. Among the scattered parts, a few team members searched for every piece of burnt body, piecing them together into a human shape and placing them into the body bags that they had prepared for themselves. Three body bags were placed neatly beside a large pit. In the pit, a shovel would occasionally dig out a shovel of sand. After a while, a sweating Huang Quan and two other team members climbed out of the pit.
The three bodies were slowly placed into the pit. The bodies were covered by a layer of soil until they formed a large burial mound. In the middle of the burial mound was a Type-81 rifle with a deformed barrel and a cracked butt.
They stood at attention, saluted, and turned around. Huang Quan brought his team members and walked towards the vehicle. Zhang Xiaoqiang, like before, crossed his arms and leaned against the vehicle. He looked at the desolate tombstone and looked at Huang Quan who was walking back.
"Do you blame me … After all … they died because of my plan …"
"They are enemies …"
Huang Quan looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang seriously and spoke his mind.
Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded and turned to open the door. He got into the vehicle and the convoy set off again …