"Your task is to break down the building in front of you and kill all the people inside. They are the culprits who regard you as cannon fodder. As long as we kill them, we will win completely..."
The officer stood behind the prisoners in high spirits and pointed to the smoking low courtyard in front of them. The red brick wall of the courtyard had already become ruins. It seemed that the buildings inside could be easily attacked, but others knew that the corpses from 100 meters in front to the wall showed that the road was actually the road of death.
Around them, pieces of corpses showed how cruel the previous war was. There were soldiers and logistics personnel on the ground, but the soldiers' corpses were more like ornaments. Most of them were logistics personnel. Roughly speaking, there were hundreds of them. There were blue smoke coming out of the material stacking places, and sometimes red flames coming out, where the smoke was the most, The body is no less than the open space in front of the courtyard.
On the other side, next to the strange machine driving a long antenna, the bodies of a row of officers were neatly arranged, each with a bullet hole in his head. It was obvious that these soldiers were all captured and executed in a planned way.
The corpses in front of and around them make most of the prisoners scared. Although their enemies are not zombies, they are more fierce professional soldiers than zombies. What they are holding are cold weapons, and no one dare to prove that their iron shield can block bullets.
"We don't want a group of wastes who are greedy for life and afraid of death. This is a test for you. Therefore, you must prove your value, rush up and kill all the people in it..."
The officer who had been smiling suddenly turned his face, his face was as stiff as a zombie, his voice was cold, as if he could emit cold air, which made nearly 2000 prisoners face stiff and feel guilty. Behind them, hundreds of rifles had aimed at them. When he blocked the zombies before, the bodies of deserters in front of the supervision team seemed to resurface.
"I want to report, I want to report, Bao Lingmin is from there, he is sent from there, I'm meritorious, don't let me charge..."
Earlier, Bao Lingmin's supporter, the man who was scared to pee his pants, rushed out and yelled. Then he ran to the officer quickly. Before he got close, he was shot on the ground in front of him, which made him jump up with a shout.
The sudden change made the group dull. No one understood what was going on. Only the officer's face changed and asked, "who is Bao Lingmin? Why are you among you..."
"Bao Lingmin is a soldier of the main regiment and a company commander assigned to the death row camp, that is... Pa Pa Pa!!"
When the man was only half talking, Zuo tie rushed out, raised his hand and shot all seven bullets into the man's chest. Then he looked at the officer and roared:
"Lao Tzu is Bao Lingmin. Screw you. Damn..."
With that, holding the empty rifle, he turned around and wanted to run away. There was a lot of gunfire behind him, but he jumped behind a pile of materials with the fastest speed and yelled.
Then, under the order of the officer, more than ten people surrounded the left iron. Ten people were all dressed up as regular troops, with rocket launchers and sniper rifles. They were obviously the elite there.
"Do it..."
The big man roared in a low voice and rushed out first, followed by more than a dozen men behind him. The remaining 100 people all squatted on the ground with their heads in their arms, obviously not wanting to get into trouble.
The officer's sight was attracted by the left iron. Before he could give an order to guard the Death Squadron, Bao Lingmin started. The sword in his hand first swung out, and the rotating sword crossed a bright arc. He cut off two soldiers' heads in a row. Then he rushed to the distance where it took five steps for others to rush. The shield hit the sniper's face.
There was a turbid and crisp sound. The whole face of the sniper exploded. Brain, eyeballs, and brain tissues of various colors shot fiercely. Bao Lingmin, who blocked brain, kicked his right heel back fiercely. A rifle that fell on the ground turned back with his heel and fell straight into a man's hand.
The person who got the gun is one of the contractors who just told him to follow. Naturally, they have committed crimes before. In other words, they are the thugs or shooters of the leaders of various forces. When most people want to be the bullies, they can be sentenced to death row. Naturally, they have their own abilities.
The gunfire rang out in an instant. The officers who were stunned by the bloody scene were opened by bullets at the next moment. The screamed officers had not fallen to the ground yet, and the rest of the soldiers began to fight back. The scene of the sniper's head being blown out just now also scared them, pulling the trigger in their hands to the end.
The chaos of gunfire rang out in the crowd, the bullets let the nearby onlookers suffer from reckless disaster, in the dense crowd, scream with blood splashing, one by one of the dead prisoners in the crowd were hit by stray bullets, were squeezed in the crowd, big mouth big mouth spitting blood.At the next moment, the armed men behind the officers responded, pulled the trigger in their hands, and aimed at the prisoners more than ten meters away. The blood turned into a blood fog, and countless screams rose in the blood fog. The shining light of the knife waved among the soldiers, and the screams of the soldiers also sounded from time to time in the cry of the prisoners.
The scene was in chaos. Two of the ten soldiers were decapitated, one exploded, four were cut off by the waist, and the remaining three were scared to turn and run away. They were hit by the bullets from behind and fell to the ground with convulsions.
"Kill these bastards... If you want to live..."
In the chaotic scene, Bao Lingmin stood up from the pool of blood covered with blood, holding his 03 rifle in his hand and shouting loudly. Then more than ten brothers around him joined him in shouting.
The sudden disaster made the prisoners lose a lot, and also aroused their anger. They grabbed the shield and rushed to the position of hundreds of people.
The ground has long been covered with corpses, countless bullets drilled out blood eyes on the human body, or splashed small waves in the blood on the ground. The death row of prisoners in reverse impact fell in front of the barrage, the people in front fell down like dominoes, and the people behind were still rushing forward.
The smoke of gunpowder has covered the eyes of the armed personnel. An armed personnel who fired empty bullets wiped the blood splashed from more than ten meters away, drew out the cartridge clip and was about to replace it. A mass of high-speed rotating objects broke open, and the smoke of gunpowder magnified in his pupil.
"Shua..."
There was a strange dull sound. The heads of the armed men were separated from each other, but the man turned back. Blood was pouring out of his head and let the armed men around him look at him. In the next second, more than ten long knives flew over, or split their heads, or pierced their chest, Or be hit by the handle of the overturned knife and spurt blood
All of a sudden, a breach appeared in the defense line. Four of the seven people blocking the defense line died and two were injured. The pupil of the remaining one suddenly expanded. A strong figure hit the smoke and blood fog in front of him and came to him. The bald man with blood all over his body was staring at him with a knife in his hands and scarlet eyes, As he howled, two flashes of light swept through the corners of his eyes.
The double knives cut the armed men's cheeks. The armed men's heads split in half and shot up in the air. A headless man stood in front of the man with a rifle. White things fell from the split head on the bridge of his nose and were still rising. Bao Lingmin, who killed the armed men, threw his long knives away and deeply embedded them in the armed men on the left and right sides, While splitting the head and declining, he grabbed the bloody headless corpse, injured the bloody and slippery rifle, and turned to fire.
At the next moment, countless big men rushed over like wild animals, followed Bao Lingmin and swept to other armed men. Many of these armed men were in contact with guns for the first time. In a hurry, they didn't have much time to adapt to them. If the distance was better, at least they emptied their bullets and knew when to change them.
It's just that the prisoners are too close to them. Even if they shoot all the prisoners more than ten meters away and create a no man's land of tens of meters, the forced prisoners still rush through the death line of tens of meters and start the most cruel hand-to-hand fight.
At this time, most of the armed men are stupid. They just know that they have been pulling the trigger, and they can't remember to change the bullet. For a moment, hundreds of armed men are silly with rifles, and they are killed by a knife in the howl of terror.
The prisoners are not these armed men. They pick up their rifles and ammunition clips, put on their ammunition clips cleanly, pull on their bolts, and begin to counterattack with rifles. All the armed men collapse