mtl008 Chapter 108 Assassin
Chapter 108 Assassin
Macon, suburban cement plant.
Zhang Qiang, wearing heavy armor, was resting against the pickup truck. He waved his bloody gloves, holding a cigar in his mouth, and motioned to the soldier next to him to light it.
The roads in the factory were littered with corpses whose bodies and heads were blasted apart by machine guns. A group of ordinary zombies could not withstand the simultaneous fire of more than a dozen MG338 machine guns.
This expedition went very smoothly. Zhang Qiang exhaled a puff of smoke leisurely. At least until now, the army has not encountered any mutant zombies...
In the town of Gran, the sound of gunfire from the cotton mill had spread to the vicinity of the school. The armed team initially thought that someone was practicing shooting outside the school, but soon the intermittent gunfire made them alert, and they immediately reported it to the school's top management.
The only senior member of the armed team who remained in the school was Moore, while Daryl went to Woodbury.
Without waiting for the team members to report, Moore had already arrived at the school gate and called on Miles to follow him. The two went to check the cause of the continuous gunfire outside the school.
There were fewer and fewer zombies appearing at the junction of the cotton mill and the woods. Carl pulled the trigger of his pistol and shot the zombies that were still standing. At the same time, he moved his feet and slowly walked to Alan to join the defense line.
As the last zombie fell with blood spurting out from his brow, Alan asked everyone to put away their pistols and go to the broken wall to check the situation. She was determined to clear out all the zombies and contribute her strength to Zhang Qiang.
Alan was adopted by the Green family when she was young. Although everyone in the Green family was very nice to her, she was naturally smart and still learned to live by reading other people's faces.
After meeting Zhang Qiang, Alan finally understood the joy of freedom. As long as she had the power to deal with the outside world, she could do whatever she wanted. And this violent path was the life Alan liked.
I have to say that this child is going astray. Following Zhang Qiang's train of thought to solve problems, he can easily become a psychopath.
But fortunately, now is the post-disaster when order has collapsed, and psychopaths may live longer than ordinary people...
Alan approached the broken wall, held onto the gap in the brick wall with her small hands, and looked into the woods. After seeing that there were no zombies swaying around, she ordered everyone to return to school.
It is not safe to go deeper into the woods, as they are full of bushes and messy branches and leaves. Winter will not allow all vegetation to die. The dangers caused by these obstructions to vision will test the adventurer's reaction speed and strength-based fighting ability.
What Alan and his group of kids lack most now is physical fitness.
"Let's go, just go back and tell them to watch out for the zombies that have sneaked into town."
Alan said to his companions.
The "they" she was referring to were naturally the adults in the school.
The four children moved away from the gap. This was their first time fighting against a swarm of zombies. They effectively used the simple terrain and annihilated the zombies that were attacking from a single direction.
Carl seemed a little excited. He followed Alan and wanted to say something, but Patrick and Eric both looked calm, which made him embarrassed to speak.
Carl really wanted to fit in the small group headed by Alan. At least in his opinion, Alan and the others were cooler and more powerful, but they didn't like to talk much.
Outside the gap in the brick wall where everyone came from, Moore arrived at some point. With half of his body exposed, he whistled and applauded the four children.
"Look! Look! Four little fighting heroes! Tsk tsk tsk..."
Moore looked at the children with admiration. He noticed the numerous corpses of zombies on the ground, which should be the work of these children. Moore said he liked these brave little ruthless people very much.
Alan ignored Moore's joking words, looked up and signaled Moore to move aside, and Moore smiled awkwardly and moved away from the gap.
In terms of age, More is older than Alan, and in terms of seniority, More is a senior figure in the school.
But Alan and the other three junior high school students are of the same generation as More, because More's master is Ghost, while the three little ones' master is Scorpion (Wang Zhiqiang).
Moore had been beaten up when he was joking with Wang Zhiqiang before. He later found out that Wang Zhiqiang and Ghost were special forces soldiers of the same level.
"Alan! What happened here? How many zombies did you encounter? Are there any still around?"
Moore chased Alan to ask for information. He was responsible for the school's security. Now that the three little ones had done the most troublesome work, he was happy to reap the benefits.
Miles, carrying an AKM rifle, saw the boss chasing a group of children and asking them for information, and the idol filter in his heart was suddenly shattered.
"Boss Moore...you..."
Miles opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word after Moore turned around and looked at him in confusion.
Seeing that Moore had put aside his attitude and was willing to communicate with him, Alan told him everything that had happened.
"Fuck! We are short of manpower right now. It's hard to arrange people to patrol the school. You guys should go out less in the future!"
Moore's face immediately changed when he learned that there were quite a few zombies wandering around in the town. If there were casualties caused by zombies in the school during his time on duty, Zhang Qiang would definitely not forgive him.
"Us? If we hadn't discovered these things, anyone who went out to work might have been attacked."
Feeling the contempt in More's words, Alan immediately responded coldly.
Moore felt choked. What Alan said was indeed true, but he couldn't lose face in front of his men, so he immediately changed his words:
"Ahem... I was talking about Karl... I'm sorry for bringing you in!"
Patrick made a face at Moore when he heard that. He still remembered that Moore had spanked him hard when he first came to school. Now that he had Alan's support, he could finally be a little arrogant.
Carl, who was excluded, didn't dare to speak and lowered his head silently. His family's reputation in the school had only recently improved due to Rick's promotion. Before that, it had always been a joke among people.
"Karl?"
Alan suddenly looked at Carl with a scrutinizing look in his eyes.
When Carl was called, he immediately raised his head, suddenly looked at Alan, and then lowered his head in silence.
"Would you like to follow my lead in the future?"
Alan felt that Carl's shooting skills were good. Although he disrupted their teamwork this time, he quickly integrated into the fighting rhythm of the three people and showed a good combat awareness.
“Of course…!”
Carl looked up in surprise, then made a face at Moore. Now he finally found a backer.
Carl has no good feelings towards Moore. It is this bad guy who often spreads rumors about his mother Lori and Uncle Sean with a group of armed team members...
Seeing Moore's constipated face, Alan continued, "In the future, whenever we want to get out, you have to ask someone to open the school gate. We helped the principal a lot in Macon City."
Just as Moore was about to ask further questions, the sound of rifle fire suddenly came from the direction of the school!
Bang bang bang bang bang bang! ! !
This is the sound of fully automatic rifles firing continuously, and there are more than one!!
"Fuck! I just came out!!!"
Moore cursed loudly and immediately ran towards the motorcycle on the side of the road, waving to Miles behind him to follow.
"Be careful, everyone! Stay away from the school gate! Watch out for stray bullets!"
Moore warned a few children, then twisted the accelerator and rode away.
Eric put down the [Ghost Mask] on his head again, turned his head and looked at Alan and said:
"What do we do?"
"Look at the situation. Don't let your own people get hurt by mistake."
Alan was not in a hurry to urge her companions to follow Moore. She knew that the penetration and range of rifles were not comparable to pistol bullets. If someone opened fire in front of the school gate, they might be injured by mistake if they hurried back.
Moore returned to school on a motorcycle. The gunshots had not stopped and no one was shooting at the school gate. It seemed that something happened inside the school.
There was no message coming from the intercom for the time being. Moore stopped his motorcycle, ran quickly to the school gate, and asked the only team member guarding the gate to open it.
"What happened!!! Why is someone shooting in a school?! People should go to the park shooting range to practice with automatic rifles!!"
Moore opened his mouth and started spitting at the goalkeeper.
"Boss... I don't know either! Someone is shooting behind the apartment building! Everyone, go over and provide support!!"
The goalkeeper held his rifle and was frightened for only a second when facing the angry Moore, but he immediately calmed down and organized his words to report the situation.
"damn it!"
Moore took off the AKM rifle from his back, held it in one hand and ran towards the school apartment building.
At this time, in the open space in the garden behind the apartment building, a swift-moving black shadow kept shuttling between the armed team members. With every attack, a team member would fly backwards or be taken away with a broken limb, and blood would spurt out from the wound wildly.
The black shadow was not tall. Occasionally, when hit by rifle fire, it would stop and appear short.
Well-trained team members often seize the opportunity to shoot, but the agile mutated zombies not only protect their heads, but the mosses on their bodies also block most of the bullets from penetrating.
Assassin-type mutant zombies! This super-fast monster keeps running in the wild and finally finds a large survivor camp!
"Hoot!!!!"
Sharp screams were heard among the shooting team. The assassin zombies moved too fast, beyond the speed of human vision. Their hands, which had mutated into sharp claws, swung and chopped at the crowd, reaping the lives of people one after another.
Fortunately, some of the attacks of the assassin zombies could be blocked by bulletproof vests, and the attacked team members just flew backwards in pain. But some unfortunate team members had their arms and thighs chopped off by the zombies' claws, and some were even beheaded.
The scarlet blood gushed out, dyeing the road behind the apartment red. People with guns on the upper floors wanted to shoot, but they were worried about accidentally injuring the armed forces who were still resisting.
"Damn it! It's moving too fast!. I can't aim!!"
Maggie angrily punched the windowsill of the apartment building, put away her rifle and ran out of the house.
Just now, she was playing chess with her father Herschel, when she suddenly heard screams of a living person downstairs, followed by the sounds of various rifles firing. Maggie then realized the emergency.
Maggie works in the search team, so she is naturally suited to take on this kind of combat mission.
"Wait! Maggie! You can't go down there! It's too dangerous!"
Herschel, who had been watching the tragic scene downstairs, suddenly stood in front of Maggie. The old man's body was shaking violently.
Downstairs...downstairs is a massacre!!
"Dad! What's wrong with you?! The guys in the armed team need my support!!"
Maggie was furious and spoke mercilessly to her father who tried to stop her. She almost said that her father was a hypocrite and a coward.
Wasn't it her father himself who had always taught her to help others and to be kind-hearted? Why did Herschel stop herself at the critical moment?
boom! !
The door of the Green family's house was suddenly kicked open, and a tall woman with blonde hair and a ponytail rushed in quickly.
It was Andrea, and she was holding a Dragunf sniper rifle in her arms!!
"Sorry! Your room has the best shooting angle!"
Andrea explained hurriedly to Herschel and Maggie, then set up the sniper rifle, adjusted the scope to the lowest magnification, and aimed at the assassin-type zombies that kept moving downstairs.
"Fuck! This damn monster!!"
Andrea cursed angrily.
The assassin zombie is very smart. It knows that these living people are not a threat to it in close range, so it keeps raiding people and starts killing them while using their bodies as cover to block bullets.
Maggie took the opportunity to push Herschel aside and ran out of the house with an AKM rifle.
Herschel watched Maggie leave in annoyance, squatted down and took out a shotgun from under the bed, then he left the room calling Maggie's name.
More residents came downstairs to support the rioters, carrying rifles and short guns. Herschel saw Carol carrying an AKM and Glenn holding a shotgun in the hallway. There were a bunch of familiar faces...
Moore had already rushed to the bottom of the apartment building. He wanted to shout to ask what was going on, but was startled by the pungent smell of blood.
Running around the corner behind the apartment building, Moore saw his team members being slaughtered by a humanoid monster running at high speed.
His loyal teammates were lying on the ground, but most of them were incomplete, with their limbs cut off by sharp weapons.
With the angry blood rushing to his head, Moore roared, raised his AKM rifle, aimed at the black shadow and opened fire.
At this time, there were no team members still standing. The assassin-type zombie stopped for a second. Just as he was about to finish off the seriously injured person, the psoriasis on his body exploded violently and fell off! !
A large number of 7.62mm bullets hit its body, some even penetrating into its firm and tight muscles.
Most of the bulletproof skin on its body was worn away by the team members with their lives and bullets.
It’s not that the armed team members failed to shoot this monster! It’s just that the assassin zombie who can move at such a high speed has a bulletproof body! !
This mutant biological keratin is so powerful!!
"Damn bastard!!!"
Moore saw body parts everywhere on the ground. Some team members lying in a pool of blood were screaming and turning into zombies. Moore felt that his sanity was disappearing!
The AKM's magazine was quickly emptied, and in an instant, a strong wind blew in front of Moore's eyes. Moore immediately raised the AKM with both hands and blocked it in front of him.
Stuck! ! !
The rifle's body was hit by the assassin zombie's sharp claws, and the special plastic shell was shattered. Fortunately, the chrome-plated alloy barrel blocked the claws' path, otherwise Moore would probably have been disemboweled!
He's not wearing a bulletproof vest now!