AWB Chapter 198 In time
Chapter 198 In time
The brutal zombies fled in all directions after the fire, and the surrounding zombies staggered into the flames, and the clothes wrapped around their shriveled bodies quickly caught fire.
One by one, human-shaped torches walked towards the door of the bar. The machine gun in Sean's arms had run out of bullets. He cursed "Fuck", picked up the machine gun, picked up the package at his feet, and fled to the back door of the bar.
"Roar…!!"
The burning zombies let out miserable wails as they were tripped by the corpses piled up at the door of the bar. The flames on their bodies ignited more corpses, and the crackling sound of burning fat continued to ring out in the night.
Before the zombies crossed the pile of corpses and entered the bar, Sean ran to the back door to meet Rick. Alan, wearing a ghost mask and night vision goggles, had already met Rick. It took her some time to get in through the back door of the bar.
Seeing Sean running towards them in a panic, Alan asked them with a strange look on his face: "You don't have masks?"
"We are not combatants."
Sean rolled his eyes.
"The zombies are coming in, we have to go!"
Alan pointed at Rick who was holding his back against the door. She had accidentally brought a group of zombies with her when she came here just now, and now the back door had been blocked by these guys.
"Farke! Farke!"
Sean couldn't hold it in any longer. What the hell was going on in this situation? ! Were they going to die here? !
Ellen walked towards the front door holding the MCX rifle. She said calmly to Sean:
"Young man? Have you never fought a tough battle? Quickly change the bullets. I'll go to the front and hold the fort for a while."
Several burning zombies had walked into the bar, the flames illuminated the dark interior, and the crackling sounds of burning could be heard.
Alan rushed to the hall and killed the burning zombies with a few bursts of gunfire. The fallen corpses overturned the surrounding wine tables, and some wine bottles broke on the ground. The spilled wine was ignited by the burning corpses, and a raging flame rose in the bar.
"Grass. (a kind of plant)"
As soon as the little mouth opens, the fragrance comes out.
Alan dodged the flames and continued to shoot the zombies that walked into the store. She had to buy some time no matter what. Now the exit of the front door was blocked by the flames, so they could only retreat from the back door of the bar.
"Hoo uh..."
"Roar…"
The zombies that stepped into the flames let out a scream and were shot in the head by Alan. Their bodies fell into the flames in the hall, further fueling the fire.
The temperature in the summer is already high, and after the fire in the bar, the temperature inside reached a new limit.
Alan blew on her hot skin and cursed the zombies in her heart for causing the fire and explosion. Of course, she didn't know that it was Rick who threw the Molotov cocktail.
Sean had already replaced the new ammunition belt box. He and Rick looked at each other and asked, "Are you ready?"
"no problem."
Rick dodged the door in an instant, and several zombies broke through the door and entered the bar.
Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta——!
Sean pulled the trigger, and the MG338 spit out flames that swept the zombies at the door into pieces. The human-shaped black shadows were shattered into pieces and all fell to the ground.
The machine gun cleared a path, and Rick quickly called Alan to retreat. Sean was the first to walk out of the bar, stepping on the bloody and slippery body parts with his shoes, and continued to clean up the zombies in the alley.
The remaining dozen or so zombies soon fell to the ground under the machine gun fire.
Alan and Rick followed Sean closely with rifles in their arms. The three of them crossed the alley and encountered the group of zombies on the street again.
"Why didn't I see these bastards during the day?"
Alan complained impatiently and started to shoot the zombies. The density of the zombies was not high, so she turned on the laser and all the zombies that the light pointed at fell to the ground.
“Roar! Roar! Roar!!”
Suddenly, the roars of brutal zombies were heard again in the streets. No one knew where they were hiding or what these monsters were going to do.
Above the small shops, brutal zombies were running wildly on the buildings and had already circled over the heads of Alan and the other two. The night was always their best protective color.
sudden!!
A brutal zombie standing on the roof platform, about to attack the street, was shot in the head, and four dark spider eyes discovered them.
Night protection? Bullshit.
Alan, who was wearing night vision goggles, shouted, "Sean, clear the way! Rick! Watch out upstairs with me!"
Rick turned on the flashlight on his rifle, took out the flare pistol from his waist, and fired a flare into the sky. Neither he nor Sean had night vision goggles, so this was the only thing they could do now!
A series of strong and agile figures were running on the roof. Rick saw at least twenty brutal zombies. These monsters were standing on the building and roaring at Rick. Rick immediately fired a volley of bullets at them.
Bang bang bang bang—!
Several brutal zombies were beaten into sieves, with their internal organs falling out from the bloody wounds on their bodies. Rick hadn't practiced his shooting skills for a long time, and he didn't even hit the head of a single brutal zombie.
Of course, Sean was not much better. He was shooting zombies with a machine gun on the street, and he was relying on the powerful firepower and the accumulated number of bullets to clear the horde of zombies.
Alan noticed that the two men's shooting skills were unreliable, and his shooting movements became faster. Rick and Sean might have lived too comfortably in Glen Town, especially Rick, who had not fired a gun in half a year as a policeman in Glen Town!
"Fuck, even Carl is better than him."
As Alan was shooting the zombies, she thought of Rick's son, her little brother. Carl was a good shooter, but he was assigned to work at the planting base, which was a waste of talent.
Alan recalled the shooting techniques that Carl discussed with her when she went to Gran Town for vacation with the transport team. Carl had been imitating Rick and had mastered the revolver to perfection, surpassing his father.
The brutal zombies that were shot in the shop roared, their brutality overwhelmed their little wisdom, and they rushed towards the three people on the street, shaking their intestines and organs that fell out of their chests and abdomens.
Alan knew that she couldn't just stay there and shoot in this situation, so she reminded Rick and Sean and immediately moved, moving quickly on the street, dodging the brutal zombies that were rushing towards her while pointing her gun at their heads and firing.
Boom boom boom boom boom——!
One brutal zombie after another pounced on Alan, but their faces were covered with flashes from the gunfire that burst out at night, and their heads on their necks shattered and disappeared into black spots.
The three were busy dealing with the brutal zombies that kept rushing towards them, and several burning zombies that walked out of the back alley of the bar surrounded them again.
“Fuck fuck!!!”
Sean kept cursing while holding a machine gun. If Maggie and Glenn were there, they would have broken through the encirclement of the zombies and ran away. I really don't know what these two people were doing!
Just when the three were about to be made into dumplings by the burning zombies, a pickup truck with flashing lights suddenly appeared on the street and rushed towards the burning zombies.
Bang bang bang! !
Several burning zombies were knocked away by the speeding pickup truck, which stopped immediately. Glenn jumped out of the car with a fire extinguisher and sprayed the front and bottom of the car that were burned by the corpses.
Maggie jumped out of the driver's seat, holding the AKM rifle in her hand, and started shooting at a group of burning zombies in the alley behind the bar.
"Hoo uh uh uh..."
In the blaze in the back alley of the bar, a large number of people fell down immediately. In the past six months, Maggie and Glenn have not lost their shooting skills. Playing with guns and applauding love are the romance of the young couple.
"Get in the car quickly!!"
Maggie shouted to her teammates who were still fighting hard against the zombie horde on the street.
Alan and the other two finally got support. They immediately gave up fighting the zombies and ran towards the pickup truck.