mtl008 Chapter 131 Total War (6)
Chapter 131 Total War (6)
"Ding! Obtained 1 upgrade puzzle piece. Current: 2/10."
As the prompt sounded from the panel, the Barrett grenade sniper in Zhang Qiang's hand also opened fire.
"boom!!!"
On the street, the zombie lord was climbing to the roof with his claws stuck on the surface of the building. A ball of fire exploded behind him, and the huge impact force caused him to fall from a height of three stories.
After slaughtering all the soldiers on the street, the zombie lord set his sights on the soldiers of the Tianming Army on the rooftop and did not join his kind in besieging Zhang Qiang who was in a desperate situation.
Seeing that the zombie lord fell to the ground and had no ability to fight back for the time being, Zhang Qiang aimed at it and continued to pull the trigger frantically. The Barrett banged, and four grenades accurately hit the zombie lord.
The successive explosions tore off a large amount of flesh and skin on the zombie lord's body, and thick and hideous white bones were exposed from all over the zombie lord's body. Some parts were even directly missing, and the flesh and blood from the front to the back of the body disappeared.
Zhang Qiang's behavior was exceptionally good today. He didn't ask too much about the enemy's parents. He just had a gloomy face and continued to pull the trigger at the zombie lord who was already unable to move on the ground.
Boom! !
The roar of the zombie lord was covered by the explosion. Two grenades exploded in its face. The shock wave and shrapnel instantly caused its facial bones to collapse, and then the shrapnel embedded in the bones, destroying the intact structure.
boom! ! !
The final explosion sounded, and the zombie lord's fragile skull could no longer withstand the pressure of the blast, and exploded directly in fire and smoke, with brain matter and blood scattering, most of which evaporated into the air.
After completely freeing his hands, Zhang Qiang did not return to the center of the intersection where the two sides were fighting with the MG338 machine gun in his hand. Instead, he climbed onto the roof of a building on the street and joined the soldiers in attacking the cult members who were suppressed by fire on the road.
Marshall pointed his rifle above his head and shot at the Destiny Army who occasionally showed their heads on the rooftop of the building. The sacrifice of the two believers just now gave the cult members a chance to counterattack, but soon there was heavy firepower overhead, forcing Marshall to lead his team to bow their heads again.
突！
A bullet hit Marshall's shoulder. Marshall's body trembled and he continued to fight back, shooting at the soldiers on the rooftop.
Several dark shadows suddenly appeared on the rooftop. When Marshall noticed them intentionally or unintentionally, his dark face was suddenly filled with panic.
"Fuck! RPG!!"
“Chichichichi!!!”
Several RPG high-explosive shells were fired from high altitude, and several balls of fire instantly exploded in the cult's convoy. Some figures were blown away by the shock wave caused by the explosion, and the air was accompanied by blood mist and broken limbs.
Wang Zhiqiang, who was commanding the battle, stood on the rooftop and shouted, "Throw grenades!!"
A row of soldiers stepped forward in an orderly manner, quickly took out the grenades from their bulletproof vests, pulled out the safety pins and threw them downstairs.
The cult members' counterattacks were always fierce. They had some heavy firepower, and the vitality of each believer was far superior to that of ordinary people. They were often hit by several bullets, and even except for the heart and brain, other parts of their bodies were almost riddled with bullets from above, but they were still able to organize an effective counterattack.
Not everyone in the Tianming Army is a legendary special combat soldier who can breathe and recover blood. You know, if they are hit by stray bullets, it is likely to affect their combat capabilities and even endanger their lives. Bulletproof vests cannot protect the entire body of the soldiers.
The cultists' combat capability was indeed extraordinary, and they were able to hold a stalemate against the Tianming Army, which occupied the high ground and had more powerful firepower. However, the stalemate was soon broken by Wang Zhiqiang's order.
Wang Zhiqiang arranged team after team of soldiers to throw fragmentation grenades and stun bombs downstairs. Faced with the high-frequency noise and flash, the cult believers on the street immediately lost their ability to fight back, and were then blown away by the fragmentation grenades that rolled to their feet. Some were even more severely hit in the face by a large number of steel balls and fragments, becoming disabled and unable to fight back.
As the sound of gunfire downstairs began to weaken, the Heaven's Mandate Army hidden on other floors poked their heads out and started shooting. The believers in the cult's convoy ran around in the vehicles like headless flies, and were shot in the head by professional soldiers with large-caliber bullets in an instant.
What was strange was that the cult members who had begun to be slaughtered one-sidedly never screamed. No matter how badly they were injured, they still just communicated with each other loudly, and their tone was full of power.
"Roar!!!!"
A corpse lying on the ground was shaking violently, and a roar came out of its mouth.
The cult's followers are all zombies. When they receive fatal injuries, they will immediately mutate and transform into young zombie lords.
At this moment, Marshall, who was suppressed by the firepower of the Destiny Army and could only hide under the car, was helpless and furious, shouting loudly at the seemingly dead bodies nearby:
"Give your hearts to God! Don't forget that you are God's servants!!"
"Dedicate to your mother!!"
A bloated figure suddenly lay on the ground and stretched out his big hand to grab Marshall's ankle.
Zhang Qiang, who was wearing heavy armor, naturally noticed the zombies that were transforming on the street. He had ordered snipers deployed at a farther point to finish off the bodies of the believers, while he himself entered the battle zone alone to sweep the area.
Marshall became the first enemy Zhang Qiang encountered at close range. If Marshall hadn't shouted loudly, Zhang Qiang might not have noticed that there was a Lao Liu under the car.
"Fakeyu!"
Marshall did not know Zhang Qiang. He only knew that this unfamiliar Asian face was the enemy. He immediately bent his legs and kicked Zhang Qiang's hand, while quickly moving the rifle on the ground, trying to shoot Zhang Qiang who was lying behind him.
Of course Zhang Qiang would not give Marshall this opportunity. He held a Desert Eagle in his other hand and fired several shots at Marshall's body, causing large blood splatters on Marshall's body. His resistance also paused for two seconds.
Chi! There was a sound of flesh being dragged rapidly from under the car. Just like that, the cult bishop Marshall was dragged out from under the car by Zhang Qiang like a dead dog! !
"How dare you fight back!"
Zhang Qiang kicked Marshall violently in the back!!!
Click! !
Marshall's eyes widened, his pale eyeballs bloodshot, his limbs trying to resist went limp, and he fell to the ground powerlessly. Zhang Qiang stepped on his spine and broke it!!!
Marshall, lying on the ground, was in despair. He had never thought that his body, which was beyond human, would be violently destroyed by an ordinary person, and what was destroyed was the spine that controlled his movements! Now he was paralyzed! He became a lamb to be slaughtered!
"No! Impossible!! How is this possible!!"
Marshall gritted his teeth and used his arms desperately, trying to prop up his body from the ground. However, even after the military boots on his back were withdrawn, he still couldn't try to stand up.
Zhang Qiang, whose face was covered by a heavy bulletproof helmet, looked coldly through the gaps in his eyes at Marshall, who was lying on the ground cursing. He also realized that this black man was paralyzed by his stepping on him.
"That's great. I'll leave one alive for Sasha to do live research on."
Zhang Qiang ignored Marshall, who was like a dead dog, and suddenly transformed the Desert Eagle in his hand into a Barrett, shooting at several zombie lords that had transformed from corpses in the distance.
bang bang bang! ! !
There were several more explosions on the field. Although Marshall could not turn his neck, he could still see the gun disappearing and reappearing in Zhang Qiang's hand from the corner of his eye. However, the outline of the gun that appeared again was obviously larger.
"Who are you?! Who are you?!"
Marshall lay on the ground and roared wildly. He didn't believe that he would be easily defeated by an ordinary person. In fact, the other party showed a strange ability in front of him, changing the gun with his bare hands! Even a magician couldn't make a large object out of thin air!
Zhang Qiang ignored the helpless and furious Marshall. The zombie lords standing up on the street were his biggest concern. If all the corpses lying in various postures on the street were transformed into zombie lords, the outcome of this war would be hard to say.
Holding the intercom on his chest, Zhang Qiang notified in the team channel:
"Use RPGs! Grenade snipers! Kill all the big guys standing up!! Don't leave any alive!! Continue shooting at the enemies from conventional firepower points, and shoot at the heads of the corpses!"
It was natural for Wang Zhiqiang to arrange the details of such a general order.
Soon, all the soldiers carried out their tasks in an orderly manner, and the sounds of RPG firing and large-caliber rifle shooting rang out clearly.
Chi! Bang! Ta-ta-ta-ta!
The vehicles in the cult's convoy turned into fiercely burning fireballs one by one, and RPG armor-piercing shells and anti-personnel high-explosive bombs were used to clean up the battlefield at will.
The believers who were still hiding under the car were all unlucky this time. They were all crushed to death by the burning car above their heads, and the high temperature burned their bodies! !
"what!!!!"
The pain and fear of being burned alive seemed to awaken the believers' long-dormant pain nerves, and screams finally appeared on the streets.