The roar of "Tata ····" heavy machine gun rang out behind Zhang Xiaoqiang's body. Dense bullets set off a shell storm in the mutant shrimp group, and countless mutant shrimp limbs flew into the air and flew around in the blasted soil column.
The heavy machine gun exceeded Zhang Xiaoqiang's expectation. He didn't expect the heavy machine gun to cover him before. It was too heavy and he had to set up a position in advance. When he turned around, he saw that five people were operating each heavy machine gun. Three people were lying on the ground. One was holding a leg of the gun rack and fixing the gun body to prevent jumping. One was responsible for shooting and the other was responsible for feeding, Five people can transfer the 89 heavy machine gun weighing dozens of kilograms to any place in the shortest time.
Zhang Xiaoqiang is confident and shouts out loud. He and Yang Ke'er charge together. Behind him, hundreds of men also charge. They are holding guns upside down. Just like playing hockey, they overturn and fly a mutant shrimp on the ground. With the team members behind them, the muzzle of the gun is burning from time to time, sending bullets into the belly of a mutant shrimp on the ground, An Mei, who cooperates with the militia, is in charge of knocking over the shrimp and killing the mutant shrimp with accurate shooting.
The people in front of him were charging, and Huang Quan was not idle. The commander focused on the machine gun and kept shifting positions. From time to time, he raised his telescope to check the situation in front of him. Through the telescope, he saw that the fire in the first place where the mortar was supposed to explode dispersed a lot of mutated shrimps, without the continuous support of mutated shrimps, Zhang Xiaoqiang, the mutant shrimp group that they need to face in front of them, has broken off and began to relax.
"Mobile cannon... Come to me
Huangquan to the gun group behind the decree, two 57 mm recoil gun ran in front of huangquan set up positions.
"Boom straight ahead... Boom as far as you can, boom all the way to the river..."
Huang Quan pointed to the space in front of him, which was engulfed by darkness, and said that he wanted to light everything in front of him to clear the barrier for Zhang Xiaoqiang as much as possible.
After hundreds of people were organized to carry out the combat mission step by step and in a planned way, the mutant shrimp that they had just chased around seemed to be easy to deal with. Zhang Xiaoqiang and his team of 100 people kept charging forward. Every few tens of meters away, more than 10 burning bottles would be thrown out behind them to expand the lighting range as much as possible.
With Zhang Xiaoqiang, Yang Ke'er and Yuan Yi as sharp swords, the whole team is advancing rapidly. It seems that they are not breaking through the encirclement, but counterattacking. A dead mutant shrimp is scattered on the road of everyone's advance.
Countless pairs of big feet are walking around these dead mutant shrimps. Nearby, flames are burning. There are all kinds of smoky smell of walkers in the air. No one is willing to take a look at the dead mutant shrimps at their feet. They are just on their way. There are only the sound of burning fire, the sound of explosion in the distance, and the sound of fighting in front of them.
Not all mutated shrimps will be killed by a single blow. Many mutated shrimps are perfectly mixed in the dead shrimps, dancing their double claws to warn the things around them not to get close to them. During the dancing, they are still retreating quickly to one side, trying to hide themselves in the dark. At this time, there will be several bayonets together to pick it over, and then its abdomen and chest will be stabbed with several bayonets. After the bayonet is pulled out, the footsteps will ring again, leaving the seriously injured mutant shrimp lying on the ground struggling powerlessly.
The mutant shrimp is very fierce, but once they are single, they become no threat. They can be killed by any one person with a sharp stick, but once they get together, they are like marching ants in the desert, invincible.
The crowd marched in silence, stopping from time to time, waiting for the heavy firepower to penetrate the passage in front, and then the white-edged troops came forward to fight hand to hand. When there was basically no big shrimp group, they would continue to move forward. At this time, Huang Quan had given the power to a heavy firepower team leader, personally commanding several militia team leaders, to do a good job in the back of the militia breakthrough, and strive not to let one person fall behind.
The militiamen behind can't see the front. Naturally, they have no extra worries. They just need to follow the big army. As for where they will be led, they don't know and don't want to know.
The more the militiamen in front of them really felt the cruelty and ferocity of the battlefield. The front was full of flames and explosions. The light chain composed of heavy machine gun bullets exploded on the ground, leaving a sea of dust. In the earth column, there were countless pieces of mutated shrimp debris. Then the light chain stretched forward, and hundreds of people rushed forward, The mutated shrimps that escaped the heavy machine gun bullets were smashed to the ground, and the team members trotted behind, pulling the line. The clear sound of rifles sounded from time to time, and the mutated shrimps turned to twitch.
They are the most nervous and tired group besides the hand-to-hand militia. They have to calculate their ballistics all the time. They are afraid that they will accidentally hit their own people in front of them, Sometimes we have to be careful not to let go of a large group of shrimps. Every team member who operates the launch is exhausted.Suddenly, the flashing red light in front of us made a dull sound, and then a wave of water surged into the sky. In the light of other explosions, people saw the rocky beach on the river in the distance. A roar sounded from the crowd, followed by everyone's roar, and they were only one step away from the river.
At this time, a scream started. A militiamen with a high rifle fell to the ground and screamed loudly, holding his left leg. Next to him, a broken foot was caught by a mutant shrimp. The mutant shrimp was eating with its broken foot. The militiamen suddenly rolled onto the shell of the mutant shrimp, and the big claw stabbed out like lightning, The forceps stretched to the limit were folded in the militia's chest, and a huge gap appeared between the players' chest and abdomen. With the outflow of blood and internal organs, the militia was out of breath at that time.
For a moment, all the people were silent and staring at the mutant shrimp that was drinking human blood and eating human flesh. The next moment, a javelin flew through the shell of the mutant shrimp and nailed it to the ground. It was Zhang Xiaoqiang's horn gun. Zhang Xiaoqiang ran to the mutant shrimp and pulled out the horn gun, The stunned crowd roared:
"Keep going..."
The killing in front of us started again, but the militiamen were more careful. They paid more attention to their feet and did not dare to make any mistake of belittling the enemy. The dead militiamen lay on the ground with their eyes vacant and their chest bleeding, Every big foot that passed by him didn't stop a little.
When the rear militia came forward and saw the corpses on the ground, they exclaimed one after another. This was the first corpse they saw. Many people knew the corpse of their companion and the militia lying on the ground, but they did not expect that he would die here. Several militia familiar with him could not help but come forward and wanted to collect his body.
"What are you doing... Leave him alone... Move on... Move on" 1