"Uncle Ares, why are your legs shaking?"
the loader asked innocently.
Xiao Ming blushed a little in front of this observant child, and explained with a wry smile: "This is uncle's habitual action before the war, which means that I am about to go on a killing spree."
Suddenly there was a cry of surprise from behind, and it turned out that a corpse with white eyes had passed through the gap of dense bullet fire and landed in the carriage.
Qin Wu, who had been conducting maneuvers, was already on guard.
He immediately rushed to the person who had slipped through the net.
With a wave of his samurai sword, he accurately cut off "his" head, and a blood arrow sprayed onto the roof of the car.
The nearby boy scouts closed their lips tightly to prevent blood from splashing into their mouths and causing interactive infection of body fluids.
Xiao Ming felt that the chasing group of nuclear corpses was obviously approaching, and his heart skipped a beat.
Why did "them" become faster?
It was not yet dawn.
He immediately understood that it was not that the nuclear zombies were getting faster, but that the train was slowing down.
He hurriedly called: "Veteran, what's going on?"
The veteran's voice came along with the sound of machine gunfire: "The nuclear corpses in front are like a tide, blocking the front of the car."
"Do you need support?"
"Not needed at the moment" Xiao Ming was slightly relieved.
Since the veteran said he didn't need it, it meant he could handle it, and turned to focus on what was in front of him.
But the nuclear corpses behind were like a tide, getting closer and closer.
The loader's eyes switched back and forth between Xiao Ming and the pursuer, as if to remind him that the enemy was very close.
Those pairs of white eyes reflected the train's firelight in the dim tunnel, becoming the most eye-catching target.
Xiao Ming remained calm until the pursuers were close to ten meters away and the loader almost screamed.
Then he pulled the trigger and started shooting.
"Click, click, click" The recoil of the shooting spread from the handle of the gun throughout his body, his calves stopped shaking, and the tension before the battle had disappeared.
Large-caliber bullets sprayed flames one after another, leaving the muzzle and heading towards the group of nuclear corpses.
It is indeed a heavy firepower.
It does not require headshots, but just hits the enemy's torso, and "them" will be beaten to pieces and turned into pieces of flesh.
The bullet-shaped front ensured that the train was like a bullet, cutting through the increasingly dense swarm of nuclear corpses, and moving forward tenaciously despite the bloody storm.
An all-round firepower network was formed around the train.
However, more and more fish escaped the net and jumped into the train.
Qin Wu couldn't handle it alone, so he led several sharpshooters from the sniper squad to clear out the enemies who entered the car.
Although there are many nuclear corpses at the rear of the car, the field of vision is wide and the target is obvious.
A heavy machine gun is enough to have no worries.
Even so, the barrel of the gun turned red and Xiao Ming's arms were numbed by the shock.
The loader entered the state and loaded the ammunition very neatly to maintain the continuity of shooting.
Another platform has arrived.
Xiao Ming silently calculated that it was already the ninth floor.
After half the distance, as long as he persisted for another fifteen minutes, he would reach the first floor.
Unexpectedly, a new situation occurred.
As soon as I entered the platform, I heard a banging sound above my head.
It turned out that there was a staircase close to the railway track on this platform.
Many nuclear zombies took advantage of this platform to jump high and landed on the roof of the car.
"They" were condescending and holding on to the windows, forming a pincer attack from above and below.
From time to time, there are boy scouts who are shooting, only trying to kill the nuclear corpses below, but they are dragged out by the enemies above.
Xiao Ming, who was shooting at the back of the car, was shocked when he saw two or three Scouts flying past the side, screaming in the air, turning their bodies over, and falling into the group of nuclear corpses behind the car, being torn into pieces.
Not good.
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Suddenly, the shadow above suddenly appeared, and a corpse with white eyes and claws spread out, rolled down from the top of the rear of the car, and tried to drag Xiao Ming out.
Unfortunately, what "he" encountered was not an ordinary person.
Xiao Ming reacted quickly, freed up one hand, and accurately hit "him" on the head, knocking "him" away, landing on the muzzle of the gun, and was beaten in half.
When Xiao Ming saw that this was not going to work, he couldn't help but grab the loader and signaled him to control the heavy machine gun.
Then he turned around and caught a scalper, which is a horse.
He grabbed a girl and became the new loader.
The boy thought he had been under the protection of his uncle, the God of War, but he was suddenly pushed to the front line.
His face was pale, but the enemies that followed one after another left him no time to think about it.
He held the handle of the gun with both hands and fired instinctively. stand up.
Xiao Mingteng stood up, pulled out the Wanxiang Knife, kicked off the car wall with both feet, and climbed to the roof of the car with one hand.
Another nuclear corpse poked its head out, and what was waiting for "him" was a circle of knife light.
He rose into the sky with a circle of sword light and blood rain, and climbed onto the roof of the car.
Although the train slowed down, it still reached a speed of 50 to 60 kilometers per hour.
The wind roared outside the helmet, and the indicator lights on both sides quickly retreated, forming two yellow lines, outlining the outline of the tunnel.
What appeared in front of Xiao Ming's eyes was a forest of nuclear corpses, standing on the roof of the fast-moving car, attacking downwards continuously.
The appearance of Xiao Ming caused "them" to divert their attention.
All the white eyes were focused on him, like looking at a prey that fell into the mouth of a tiger.
But the fact is that the tiger joins the sheep Xiao Ming's eyes narrowed, his heart skipped a beat, and he instantly entered the potential state.
He made a big twist, returned to the air, and slashed through the air, attacking enemies in all directions at the same time.
He turned into a dancer on the tip of a knife, constantly spinning forward, and like a cutting machine.
Wherever he passed, the forest of nuclear corpses fell one after another, with residual limbs and heads flying around, and they fell off the roof of the car.
The pressure on Qin Wu in the carriage was greatly reduced, and the boy scouts no longer had to worry about the enemies above.
Enemies coming from below and from the sides kept grabbing the edge of the car window with their hands.
As soon as they poked their heads out, they were either shot in the head or set on fire.
"Revenge for classmates" the children roared with the same hatred Xiao Ming fought his way to the front of the car.
There was no enemy behind him.
Covered in blood, he stood on the front of the moving car, but he saw the heavy machine gun under his feet spraying out long tongues of flame, and the black nuclear corpses collided head-on, with broken limbs flying to both sides like raindrops.
He held the Wanxiang Sword high, like a god of war, looking up to the sky and roaring: "Aow!"
The fire-breathing train turned into a blood train, dragging a long trail of blood rain through the eighth, seventh, and sixth floors.
The train broke out of the heavy siege of the second-level platform, and the first level was in sight.
Xiao Ming killed all the enemies on the roof of the car.
He looked at his watch and saw that forty-five minutes had passed.
He fell from the back of the car.
The boy who was promoted to heavy machine gunner was still alive.
He was holding the handle of the gun with both hands.
He was shaken by the recoil of the shot.
His whole body was shaking, as if his bones were about to fall apart.
He quickly took over and didn't forget to praise the boy: "Well done."
The boy's ears seemed to have been deafened by the gunfire.
He didn't react at all.
He kept his shooting posture and his whole body was shaking wildly.
The girl who served as the loader was not much better, her little hands were bleeding.
Xiao Ming issued a call: "Teachers and veterans, prepare to assemble a charge formation to break out."
The most brutal battle is about to come.
Fighting a bloody way out of the underground square where white-eyed nuclear corpses gather is the boy scout's big test.
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Finally, the bullet train approached the first platform, made a harsh braking sound, and rushed towards the end of the track.
With a loud bang, it smashed the nuclear corpses blocking the way into pulp.
Xiao Ming fired the last bullet in the gun chamber, held the Wanxiang Knife, and caught up with the tail of the stormtroopers.
And his two loaders, the boy and the girl, followed him closely and regarded him as a protector.
The veterans were the most courageous.
They carried heavy machine guns and were covered with bullet chains.
They led the heavy fire squad to take the lead.
Qin Wu and Gu Xiaolan commanded the defense on both wings, with Xiao Ming at the rear.
Heavy machine guns, grenade launchers and flamethrowers opened the way in front, and submachine guns fired intensively on the other three sides of the team, tearing a long bloody hole from the overwhelming group of nuclear corpses.
Trampling on the corpses on the ground, the stormtroopers successfully rushed up the escalator and arrived at the exit of the underground platform.
What greeted them was a roaring tsunami of white-eyed nuclear corpses.
The original long snake formation of the charge troops immediately changed into a triangle formation, like a big wedge, driving into the vast sea of white-eyed corpses.
Compared with Xiao Ming and the other two people who came with little or no danger, this time they left with all kinds of dangers.
At this time, there were only 70 or 80 Boy Scouts left, and the firepower network composed of 70 or 80 guns could not guarantee that it would be airtight, let alone a headshot with a gun.
Around Xiao Ming, boy scouts were constantly being dragged out, and their companions immediately stepped forward to fill the gap.
Thanks to the militarized education given to the next generation by the Bamboo Forest Gang, this group of children withstood the test of blood and fire in such a brutal battle.
In the face of the deaths of their companions one after another, they not only did not collapse, but also fought bloody battles, like little tigers, howling and roaring.
Xiao Ming did not forget his promise and danced the Wanxiang knife like a windmill to protect his two loaders.
The corridor leading to the observation tower elevator is getting closer and closer.
There are less than fifty Boy Scouts left.
What's more terrible is that the ammunition for the heavy weapons has been exhausted, and the biggest threat to the nuclear zombies has been lost.
Fortunately, it was not yet dawn, and the movement of the nuclear zombies was limited, so there was no small zombie storm.
Otherwise, this small force, which was getting smaller and smaller, would have been wiped out.
"Throw grenades."
Qin Wu gave the order, and the boy scouts in the inner circle threw out a row of grenades, which bloomed on the outside of the triangle formation, concentrating the bombardment in the direction of the breakout.
After paying the price of nearly ten lives, the team fought their way to the disinfection room at the junction of the underground square and the corridor.
This is a level that divides the two sides into two worlds, one wide and one narrow.
When Xiao Ming and the others came here just now, there was not a single nuclear corpse in the corridor.
Even if there were now, there were not as many as there were in the underground square.
He knew it was time for him to step forward and ordered in a deep voice: "Teachers and veterans, you retreat first, I will guard the disinfection room."
Qin Wu and Lao Laobao fully believed in Xiao Ming's combat effectiveness, and without any hesitation, they quickly retreated with their team.
In the communications room, the senior executives who had been up all night breathed a sigh of relief when they looked at this scene.
Xiao Ming stood alone at the exit of the disinfection room, not afraid of the bloody storm coming towards his face.
With the knife in his hand, who else could he say: "Your father's, come on.
I am here, one man is in charge, and no one can open it:"