"Ta da! Ta da da!" After Lin Lan issued the order to attack, gunshots began to sound intensively.

After stabilizing the first wave of zombies, Lin Lan said: "The team behind will attack!"

"Ta da! Ta da!" The team at the front fixed their attack position, forming an effective fire network from front to back, left and right, and severely suppressed the zombies that rushed forward. The team behind followed Lin Lan's instructions to rush in and suppress the zombies.

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"Switch! The team at the back, continue to advance!" When the team at the rear gained a foothold in the front, Lin Lan ordered again.

After several attempts to suppress, advance, and suppress again, Han Feng and his party arrived at the corridor on the second floor.

The situation is the same as on the third and fourth floors...the corridors are still full of zombies.

"Are there any grenades?!" Lin Lan shouted to a mobilization soldier next to him in the corridor where gunshots were ringing.

"Don't ask, no! They do!!!" Before the mobilized soldier who was asked by Lin Lan could speak, Han Feng from behind answered the question first.

Looking back, Lin Lan saw Han Feng pointing at the American soldiers.

"Grenade!" Lin Lan turned around and shouted to the American soldiers.

"Yes!" After the American soldier responded, he took out a high-explosive grenade and handed it to Lin Lan.

Looking at the grenade in his hand, Lin Lan subconsciously said: "Oh my God!" Obviously, Lin Lan recognized the high-explosive grenade in his hand and knew its huge destructive power.

Holding a high-explosive grenade in his hand, Lin Lan was delighted. With the other hand, he threw the assault rifle behind his back and fixed it, saying: "One more!"

Taking the grenade, Lin Lan looked at the zombies in the corridors on the left and right sides of the stairs.

"All teammates! Pay attention to defense!" After saying this, Lin Lan held the grenades in both hands, bit and pulled them with his teeth! The tabs of the two grenades were held in his mouth.

"Bah!" He spit out the two tabs in his mouth, flicked his hands to both sides, and the grenade accurately fell into the zombie groups on both sides. After seeing the grenade landed at the designated place, Lin Lan shouted: "All teammates! Back off."

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The red alert soldiers received the order and quickly climbed up the stairs to avoid it.

"Boom!!! Boom!!!" Two huge explosions sounded, shock waves rushed around, and the glass of the entire building was shattered.

When Han Feng and Lin Lan looked up again, all they saw was dust and falling bricks and rubble.

"Tap!" The machine gun sounded again, killing the remaining zombies.

"Don't tell me, the quality of the teaching building is really great!" When the dust fell, Han Feng could vaguely see that the corridors on both sides were still intact and had not collapsed.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's not over yet." Lin Lan looked at Han Feng, then looked at the corridor and said: "For the team members who don't have bullets, use axes and machetes! The rest of the team shot and killed the zombies downstairs, try not to waste bullets!"

Lin Lan also knew the importance of bullets, so he quickly issued an order for the soldiers who still had bullets to shoot and kill the zombies blocking the way downstairs. The few zombies in front of him were left to the soldiers without bullets.

"Grenade!" After the zombies in the building were suppressed, Lin Lan asked for a high-explosive grenade again.

"Defense!" With an order, Lin Lan dropped the grenade in his hand...

"Boom!!" A high-explosive grenade cut off the momentum of the zombies on the first floor.

"Attention all teammates! Teammates who are out of bullets now

A group of five! A group of three with bullets! Tomahawks to open the way, machine guns to suppress! Quick!" Lin Lan listened to the number of gunshots around him and made strategic adjustments in time.

At this time, there were only four American soldiers left with bullets. Together with Han Feng and Lin Lan, there were just enough for two soldiers. Each led a small team. Han Feng and Lin Lan guarded the door of the building, attacking from both sides.

, to stop the incoming zombies.

"Winter Soldier, go and make up for the team with only four people, and advance and retreat with them, quickly!" Han Feng looked back behind him and found that the 29 Red Alert soldiers were divided into 6 teams, but there was one small team.

There are only four people in the team, so Han Feng can only assign winter soldiers to support the team that is short of people through remote orders from the system radar.

After receiving the order, the Winter Soldier ran towards the four-man team holding the AK47.

"Winter Soldier still has bullets?" Frowning, Han Feng suddenly thought of something. Yes, he forgot that Winter Soldier is a one-star soldier with 90 bullets in the gun, which is three times more than ordinary conscripts!

"Ta-ta! Ta-ta-ta!" At the door, four machine guns and two assault rifles were spitting flames, and the hot bullets took away the lives of zombies one after another.

"Click! Click!" The assault rifle in Han Feng's hand was out of bullets. After quickly reloading, he checked the spare magazine.

"Damn it!" Han Feng yelled after seeing the remaining magazines. There are three more... which means Han Feng still has 120 bullets left at this time... Looking up at the large number of zombies in front of him, Han Feng frowned.

"Kaka!"... "Han Feng! I'm out of bullets! How many spare magazines do you have?" Lin Lan's voice sounded from the other side.

"There are three more!" Han Feng who took out the magazine paused, then took off the assault rifle from his body with a cruel move, threw it directly towards Lin Lan and shouted: "You are accurate! Give me my gun too."

you!"

Taking Han Feng's gun and three spare magazines, Lin Lan opened fire quickly and continued to suppress the approaching zombies.

"What are you going to do?!" After a few seconds, Lin Lan asked Han Feng after temporarily repelling the "charge" of a small number of zombies.

"Leave me alone, I have a solution, it's okay!" After shouting at Lin Lan, Han Feng said to one of the American soldiers beside him: "Give me the high-explosive grenade, M9 handgun, and spare pistol magazine."

After receiving the American soldier's secondary weapon pistol and high-explosive grenade, Han Feng did not fire quickly, but looked at the group of corpses in front of him.

Pull the tab of the high-explosive grenade and throw it directly into the zombies.

"Boom!!" A violent explosion sounded in front, and the rapid shock wave washed away mercilessly, and the heat wave mixed with the remains of severed fingers rushed towards the face.

"Holy shit!" Han Feng, who had no time to defend himself, was drenched in blood...

"Hehe." From the other side, Lin Lan chuckled.

After shaking off the body parts, Han Feng looked at Lin Lan and said, "Stop laughing, they are pushing over."

As the high-explosive grenade exploded in the center of the corpse group, a vacuum was cleared within a dozen meters around the center of the explosion. The zombies behind were blown away, but in the same way... the zombies in front were also pushed over by the shock wave.

"Da! Da" Hearing Han Feng's prompt, Lin Lan quickly stopped laughing and continued killing zombies.

After throwing away the ring in his hand, Han Feng raised the M9 pistol in his hand. He did not rush to shoot, but quietly took aim...

"Bang!" Two points and one line, passing through the crosshairs

Taking aim, Han Feng fired.

Carrying a ball of fire, the hot bullet accurately shot into the zombie's head. "Yes!" Han Feng said excitedly as he looked at the zombie lying down in front of him whose head had been shot by him.

There was no anxiety, and I continued to aim... "Bang!" There was another gunshot, and the zombie in front of me was headshot again!

"Yes!" Biting his lip, Han Feng muttered again. He knew that his marksmanship was terrible. Instead of wasting four or five bullets to take away the life of a zombie, it was better to aim carefully and strive to hit the mark with every shot.

The M9 pistol has a ammunition capacity of 15 rounds. Even if it is equipped with a spare magazine... the number of bullets is only thirty rounds.

"Bang!"..."Bang!"...Bang!...

There are a few seconds between each shot. Although it is slow, the kill rate is 100%! Each bullet represents the end of a zombie and also represents the entry of ten gold coins.

"Click" After taking aim, Han Feng pulled the trigger, and the sound of empty bullets sounded...

"So fast?" After removing the magazine, Han Feng looked at the empty magazine and muttered in a low voice.

There was no time to stop the movements in his hands. After changing the magazine, Han Feng aimed, shot, aimed again, and shot again...

"Crack!" When the second magazine was empty, Han Feng returned the M9 pistol and an empty magazine to the American soldier from before.

"Your secondary weapon, magazine, hurry up." After returning it, Han Feng did not pause and said to another American soldier beside him.

Taking the M9 pistol and magazine, Han Feng continued the previous operation...

Behind them, six teams of 30 red police soldiers were wielding fire axes, machetes and other cold weapons and kept slashing. They were divided into two parts to clean up the zombies in the corridors on both sides.

On the right side, because the AK47 in the hands of the Winter Soldier still has bullets, the speed of killing zombies in this direction is obviously superior to that on the other side. Under the strong defense on three sides, in the middle safety zone, there is a conscript standing with a backpack on his back.

Facing the unconscious Wei Peng.

Seeing that everyone was killing them in an orderly manner, the anxiety in Han Feng's heart disappeared, replaced by extremely calm aiming, killing the zombies one after another in front of him.

There are still a lot of zombies at the door, but compared with the scale of the influx before, the current situation is simply easy.

The school door is closed, and Han Feng only faces the zombies in the school. Kill one or the other, and defeat them one by one.

Behind Han Feng, at one end of the corridor on the first floor of the school, the Winter Soldiers took the lead in clearing away the zombies. On the other side, another three teams of 15 red police soldiers were fighting bloody battles, but looking at the number of zombies that continued to decrease, I believe that time will not

Too long.

"Click!" The M9 pistol in Han Feng's hand stopped working again, and he ejected the empty magazine that had run out of bullets. Han Feng quickly replaced it with a new magazine. Just as Han Feng was aiming, the "click" sound beside him aroused his attention.

Notice.

Lin Lan and the two American soldiers ran out of ammunition at the same time. After Lin Lan took away the lives of more than a hundred zombies with 120 bullets, he put down the assault rifle in his hand, took out his saber helplessly, and looked at the zombies in front of him with a self-deprecating smile.

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Putting away his smile, Lin Lan held a saber and jumped into the group of corpses!
Chapter completed!