in2ebook Chapter 281: Fighting to the End (6)
Chapter 281: Fighting to the End (6)
A large number of machine gun bullets hit the pile of corpses, and each bullet caused unimaginable blood and gore, but this did not affect the shelter function of the pile of corpses.
Rick looked at the approaching tide of zombies and for the first time thought of retreating.
"Blow up the bodies that are in the way!! Throw grenades!!"
Before Rick gave the order to retreat, Carl's impatient voice rang out.
Carl commanded the graduates to throw grenades, just like Alan did in the Kingdom of God community.
At first, Carl didn't understand why Alan asked them to throw incendiary bombs and grenades, when machine guns could obviously solve all the problems.
Only now, when the trouble caused by the pile of corpses became fully apparent, did Carl realize the foresight of Alan.
"Fire the RPG high-explosive shells! Reload quickly! Don't take the wrong warhead!"
Carl kept yelling at the graduates, which made Rick in front of the convoy feel dazed. His son had grown up and had the ability to stand on his own.
Explosions were heard in the tide of corpses. The pile of corpses in the front was blown into black blood mist by high-explosive grenades and RPGs. The corpses turned into flying flesh and bone fragments. The surrounding zombies also suffered and fell down in large numbers.
Without the obstruction of the pile of corpses, the zombies coming from behind were strafed by machine guns, and the broken corpses fell down one by one and piled up again on the field.
Seeing that Carl's command was effective, Rick immediately ordered the adults to follow suit and throw the explosives they were carrying at the nearest pile of corpses.
"Let's hold on a little longer! The zombies in town are coming out!"
Rick was watching the situation. He was worried that people were under too much psychological pressure, so he was prepared to use a method similar to quenching thirst by looking at a plum to stimulate everyone's enthusiasm.
After hearing Rick say that they would be able to evacuate soon, the residents of Hilltop Village increased their bombing speed and increased their force by three times.
Boxes of grenades were thrown out. Sean asked everyone to keep some as backup, but his eyes suddenly caught sight of the situation at the entrance of the town.
A three-meter-tall tall figure appeared. Its huge body pushed aside the zombies around it, and its arms swung naturally as it walked, like two giant pendulums, knocking all the zombies that were in the way several meters away.
This is an advanced individual among the giant zombies, the tank zombie!
It has a body that is much broader and thicker than that of an ordinary person, with muscle density greater than steel. Its skin is covered with alien psoriasis, which has extremely high toughness and strength.
The combination of its powerful configuration gives it the defensive capability to withstand .50 machine gun bullets, and it also has the ability to throw and charge.
"Roar--!!!"
A loud roar was heard, and the tank zombie easily grabbed a zombie beside it with its fan-like hand and slammed it towards the convoy like throwing a straw dog.
Before Sean could alert the people in the cab, the zombies flying at high speed hit the windshield of the pickup truck!
Bang! Click!
In an instant, glass fragments and the rotten flesh of the zombies mixed together, blowing the two people in the cab into pieces.
The black blood directly dyed the front of the car black!
"Ah! No no no!" The driver looked at his arm in pain. The glass fragments stained with the zombies' blood had already pierced into his skin.
Rick and Sean's faces froze and they looked at each other, worried that the driver would do something irrational.
"I'm finished! I'm finished!" The injured white woman in the co-pilot seat also screamed in pain.
Rick jumped out of the car, opened the door and checked their injuries. He said to them with a look of regret: "There is no way to treat this... If it is just a limb, you can amputate it to avoid infection."
Both of them had wounds all over their upper bodies, and even their necks were pierced with glass shards. Rick could already see that their faces were turning pale quickly.
"Shit! What kind of monster is that?!" The driver slammed the steering wheel in despair.
Rick said to the two: "Tank zombie, this kind of monster is difficult for us to deal with. I'm sorry, I didn't expect this kind of monster to appear here."
The driver opened the door and jumped out of the driver's seat with a gun in hand. He aimed the gun at the tank corpse and fired a series of 5.56mm bullets at the chest and head of the tank corpse.
The bullets hit and bounced off, sparks kept flashing on the tank giant's body, but its forward speed was not affected at all.
The white driver showed an angry expression on his face and threw the empty rifle in his arms to the ground.
"FAK!!!"
Rick touched the pistol at his waist and had the idea of stopping the driver. He was worried that the driver would continue to lose control and affect the safety of the entire team.
"Where's the RPG! Give me the RPG!" the white driver turned around and yelled at the person in the back compartment.
Everyone looked at him with sympathy, and for a moment even the firepower directed at the zombie tide was weakened a lot.
Upon seeing this, Sean immediately roared, "Keep firing! Don't stop! I'll handle this!"
Sean jumped out of the pickup truck carrying an RPG launcher.
He said to the white driver, "This is an RPG armor-piercing round. As long as it hits the chest and abdomen of the giant corpse, it will most likely kill it. Do you know how to use it?"
The white driver nodded grimly, his face covered with broken glass looking like a devil.
Sean handed the RPG launcher over, and the white driver reached out to take it. Just as the two of them got close, the white driver suddenly yelled, "You rude bastard, I've had enough of you!"
The white driver lowered his head and was about to hit Sean with his head. If he hit him, the glass fragments on his face would definitely cut Sean's forehead, and Sean would then suffer the same fate as him.
boom! !
Rick, who had been keeping a wary eye on the driver, drew his gun and fired, firing the revolver almost at the driver's head.
A stream of brain matter mixed with blood exploded in front of Sean, and Sean immediately closed his eyes.
"Fuck! Fuck! Is he crazy!"
Sean came back to his senses and looked at the corpse with only half of its head left on the ground. Others around him also looked at this out-of-control scene.
But Rick didn't stop. Instead, he turned the gun and pointed it at the woman in the passenger seat.
Rick said to the woman, "He has lived for so long and still doesn't have this much awareness. He still wants to hurt his companions. You won't be the same as him, right?"
The woman holding the rifle nodded in horror. Even though her face was covered in wounds, Rick did not show any mercy at this moment.
"Put the gun down and get out of the car. The driver got off to a bad start, so you're going to be put under custody," Rick said.
The woman closed her eyes and nodded desperately.
"You bastard!!"
Jesus, who had long been dissatisfied with this action, suddenly jumped off the pickup truck, his leather coat rustling in the air, and was about to punch Rick in the face.
"Don't be so impulsive! Rick shot Hank because he wanted to hurt me!"
Sean pulled out the pistol from his waist and stopped Jesus, who had lost his mind. At the same time, he loudly explained to everyone what had just happened.
Jesus didn't throw a punch in the end, but just glared at Rick and Sean angrily. He said, "We could have lived in peace, it's all your fault!"
These words made Sean's temper flare up. Before he could even start to care about the driver Hank's behavior, Jesus put the blame on him first.