The hideous wounds were gushing with blood, and they continued to attack as if they could not feel the pain, but their movements became slower and slower, and their attacks became weaker and weaker...

Finally, the last conscript fell...

Han Feng stood on the second floor and witnessed all this happening.

Without saying a word, he just walked slowly towards the fire ax on the ground, bent down and picked it up.

The mobilized soldier knew that he was bound to die. He had the only sharp weapon in his hand, but instead of using it himself, he threw it to Han Feng...

"Ah!!!" Standing up straight, Han Feng looked up to the sky and shouted!

Thinking that all these red police soldiers had died because of his bent on revenge, Han Feng was so lucky that he rushed downstairs.

"Commander! Korean team!" Three American soldiers immediately stopped him.

"Team Han! Calm down! Even if you kill them all, it's useless! Level 3 zombies can still assemble low-level zombies again! Don't forget our original intention of coming here!"

Han Feng held the fire ax tightly and suppressed the impulse just now.

Wayne's words just now made Han Feng sober up...

"Level 3 zombie!" Han Feng gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words from his mouth.

Handing the fire ax to Wayne, Han Feng looked towards the exit.

At this time, there were only four American soldiers left among the Red Alert soldiers who were still shooting...

"Not good!" Han Feng shouted urgently!

He and the 1st and 2nd detachments came up, but the 4567th detachments were still at the door of the first floor.

The zombies on the first floor of the supermarket below turned around and were going to attack at the door!

"The fourth and fifth teams continue to attack, and the sixth and seventh teams attack the zombies behind them! Join me quickly!" Han Feng ordered the soldiers at the door in his mind.

The four teams quickly approached Han Feng.

A few seconds later, they started a firefight with the zombies inside the supermarket...

Since the firepower was reduced by half, the zombies at the exit were approaching quickly.

A real dilemma. It would be okay if there were enough bullets, but now...

"All detachments 4 and 6 are mobilized to prepare grenades! Throw them! Pay attention to avoid!" Han Feng stood on the second floor, directing the battle.

"Boom! Boom!"

Eight grenades exploded in both directions.

A large area of ​​zombies at the exit was knocked down by the grenade shock wave, temporarily cutting off the zombie siege route.

The zombies in the supermarket were also scattered by the explosion. Even though there were a large number of people, they no longer had the same urgency as before.

There are still more than 20 meters away from Han Feng on the second floor...

"Quick! Quick!" Han Feng shouted anxiously.

Looking at the Red Alert soldiers not far away, Han Feng was extremely anxious.

Two M60 machine guns attacked, and the killing speed was far unable to keep up with the approaching speed of the zombies.

After not running far, the four teams were surrounded again...

"Team Five, Team Six! All mobilized troops are preparing grenades! Throw them!" Han Feng ordered the second wave of grenade attacks.

"Boom! Boom!"

Eight grenades exploded again.

The pressure was relieved again, and the four teams no longer wanted to fight.

Approach quickly.

"Woo...Woo..."

The weird howling sounded again.

"Roar! Roar!!" The zombies suddenly rioted!

The pressure on the four teams, which were attacked from two sides, suddenly increased!

"Click, click, click"...

Hearing this voice, Han Feng's eyes widened instantly.

Facing an American soldier at the exit, he was out of ammunition...

I saw him putting away his M60 machine gun, taking out his pistol and continuing to attack.

Han Feng knew that the M9 pistol equipped by American soldiers only had a ammunition capacity of 15 rounds. Even if it was equipped with a spare magazine, the bullets could only be 30 rounds, but its power and rate of fire were far inferior to the M60 machine gun...

The zombies at the exit are approaching quickly...

"Team 4, Captain of Team 6, prepare high-explosive grenades! Throw them!" With an order, two high-explosive grenades were thrown out.

"boom!!"

Almost at the same time, two high-explosive grenades exploded.

Due to the excessive distance, several conscripts were accidentally injured by stray grenade bullets, but such injuries were insignificant compared to the zombies.

Ever since the weird sound rang out, the zombies rushed towards me like they had taken strong medicine.

"Click click click"...

At the exit of the defense, another American soldier also ran out of bullets, which made the situation worse.

At this moment, the four teams in front of us are still more than ten meters away...

"Quick, quick!" Han Feng gritted his teeth and said nervously. After thinking about it, Han Feng seemed to have made an important decision and ordered: "Team 5, Captain of Team 7, prepare high-explosive grenades!

Target exit! Throw!"

After receiving the order, the captain of Team 7 turned around and faced the exit. Together with another American soldier, he threw a high-explosive grenade.

"Boom! Boom!!"

A huge shock wave washed over the exit.

"Rumble..."

After being hit several times by grenades, the building at the exit suffered a small collapse.

Bricks and tiles fell down, overwhelming the zombies and blocking most of the door.

"Okay!" Han Feng shouted excitedly. As expected, the exit was blown down. Even if the exit was not completely blocked, most of it was considered a success.

There are only a few zombies in the rear. Even if there are more zombies, the situation is no longer as critical as before.

Now all four teams are trying their best to break through and move closer to Han Feng.

Less than ten meters away...all the grenades of the 4567 detachment on the first floor are gone. Even if they were available, they would not dare to use them at such a close range.

"Click, click"

The remaining two American soldiers suddenly stopped shooting and took out their pistols.

Han Feng, who thought they could successfully break through, suddenly became nervous again.

"Damn it! Another bullet!" Han Feng cursed and began to think of countermeasures...

"Woof, woof woof!"

Hearing the barking of the police dog, Han Feng looked towards Gale.

strong four

Speeding up his limbs and sprinting, Hayate slammed his body into the zombie group and then ran away.

He ran and screamed, trying to distract some zombies.

However, what Han Feng didn't expect was that the gunfire had ended, and the loudest sound now was probably the wind, but the zombies were not attracted, not a single one...

When Gale saw that what he was doing was useless, he was about to rush forward and bite. Seeing this, Han Feng hurriedly ordered from his mind: "Stop! Don't bite!"

Once bitten, the zombie's virus-carrying blood will flow into Gale's mouth. Who knows what impact it will have on Gale?!

After stopping his biting movement, Hayate immediately turned around and ran back into the aisle, continuing his sprint and impact...

Once, twice...

After the seventh impact, Hayate did not stand up quickly.

It slowly got up and coughed up a mouthful of blood!

"Gaofeng! Stop hitting me! You can't bear it!" Han Feng comforted Gaofeng in his mind, his eyes a little red.

"Ahem..." After coughing up blood, Qianfeng seemed to feel more comfortable and backed away as if he was running away.

"Woof!"

The wind, which had retreated to a certain distance, stopped and started to accelerate suddenly with a bark!

"Haifeng! Stop it!" Before Han Feng could finish his words, he saw Haifeng crashing into the zombies again.

He struck violently with his body again and again, each time without sparing any strength. Gale became weaker and weaker...

This time, Hayate took longer to stand up. After standing up, he swayed, stabilized his body, and then coughed up blood again.

"Cough...cough cough"

Seeing the painful look of Gale, a hot tear fell quietly.

Han Feng stretched out his hand to wipe it away, calling out to the wind in his heart.

"Hayate, go and rest quickly! Don't hit me again!"

Gale raised his head and glanced at Han Feng, then at the zombies and the red police soldiers who were desperately resisting, shook his body, and backed away again...

Han Feng was speechless. Looking at the soldiers struggling to kill the zombies in front of him, and looking at their leather clothes torn by the zombies, Han Feng couldn't say a word.

My heart felt like a huge stone was weighing on me. I had come here to take revenge excitedly, but I didn't expect this to happen...

"Woof! Woof woof!!"

After retreating far enough, the strong wind began to hit for the ninth time!

Han Feng, who clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, kept praying: "Don't let anything happen... Don't let anything happen..."

"puff!"

There was a crash, and after knocking down a group of zombies, Gale lay on the ground panting.

"Huh...huh...ahem!"

A small pool of blood coughed out from Gale's mouth.

Struggling to stand up, his extremely weak limbs could not support Hayate's body. Even though his body was weak, his eyes were still sharp! The wolf-like eyes stared fiercely at the zombie in front of him. If the zombie was conscious, it would definitely be scared away.

After resting for a few seconds, the blast retreated again.
Chapter completed!