Four iron corpses! (Seeking votes and collection!)

  "Captain Zhang, did I just see things?"

  On the wall defense line, a young survivor who survived with an automatic rifle in his hand shot at the zombies trying to climb over the wall, and asked Zhang Han with an incredible face: "I can understand that people are killing each other, how can these zombies have internal conflicts?"

  "Who knows, maybe he's got some new gadgets again. But for now, having these zombies as meat shields is a good thing, at least we don't have to wrestle with them anymore."

  Quickly loading the two 92-style semi-automatic pistols in his hands, Zhang Han accurately shot the zombies' heads while saying with a serious face: "Don't think about other things, just remember that if it weren't for the head, we would have died long ago, got it?"

  Actually, Zhang Han also had some doubts in his heart, but he was even more aware that if it weren't for Zhou Feng, they might have already died in the last wave of corpses. So for him, rather than being overly anxious and suspicious, it's better to fight well for his own survival.

  "Know that without a leader, how can we possibly hold off so many zombies!"

  He gripped the rifle handle tightly and stabbed forward, thrusting the bayonet on the assault rifle into a zombie's head. The young survivor just managed to swap out a new magazine before continuing to fire. Their thoughts were simple: no matter what kind of person Zhou Feng was, at least he had saved everyone not less than twice already. And two instances of saving their lives were enough for them to thoroughly trust this leader and wholeheartedly support him.

  Zhou Feng was unaware that these survivors had already fully acknowledged him, and at this moment he was frantically slaughtering the zombies rushing into the residential area with Tie Lang. In front of Zhou Feng and Tie Lang's Ghost Claw virus-infected sharp claws, the zombies were as weak and powerless as ordinary people facing them, and as long as they lightly scratched a thread of skin, these undead creatures would become paralyzed and fall to the ground, then quickly be invaded by the Ghost Claw virus, rotting into a puddle of stinky blood.

  "Head's up, more zombies are coming!"

  Just as the zombies were crazily slaughtering the crowd, Zhang Han's shout also suddenly came over. The collapsed building could not forever block these undead creatures with a strong desire for food, and in less than half an hour, a large number of zombies had climbed over the ruins that ordinary people could not pass through, rushing towards them.

  "Zhang Han takes your men to the shooting position. Once the corpse tide breaks through the shooting line, immediately use the machine gun to shoot!"

  Upon hearing Zhang Han's exclamation, Zhou Feng's eyes suddenly focused and he swung his paw to shatter the skulls of two zombies beside him. He shouted loudly: "Remember, keep supplying ammunition, wait until they cross the firing line before shooting!"

  "Yes!"

  Upon hearing Zhou Feng's words, Zhang Han's face flashed with a hint of excitement, then he led the remaining five members of the criminal investigation team to the reinforced shooting point on the wall, grasped the 88-style general-purpose machine gun in the shooting point, and stared at the zombies pouring in with gleaming eyes.

  Using this big guy to kill enemies is what they have been dreaming of!

  "Five hundred meters... four hundred meters... three hundred meters, open fire!"

  As he watched the second wave of corpses surge over the warning line, Zhang Han suddenly gripped the handle of his 88-style general-purpose machine gun tightly and let out a loud roar. Along with Zhang Han's roar, bursts of deafening gunfire instantly rang out across Yunxiao.

  The 88-style general-purpose machine gun, which uses 5.8mm bullets and has a combat firing rate of 300 rounds per minute, is like the Grim Reaper's scythe harvesting souls on the battlefield. In front of the 5.8mm bullets flying at a speed of 900 meters per second, the zombies' bodies are as fragile as exquisite porcelain, shattering at the slightest touch. Whether the bullet hits the zombie's head or chest, the powerful kinetic energy carried by the bullet can easily tear the zombie in half or even into three pieces. In the face of such intense firepower, the zombies' undead characteristics are no longer effective, and within just a few seconds, the hordes of corpses that had crossed the line of death were torn to shreds by the wild storm of bullets.

  "Awesome!"

  Witnessing the terrifying power of the Type 88 general-purpose machine gun, Zhang Han and others couldn't help but exclaim in shock. It wasn't until then that they truly understood the horror of this heavy firepower. With these five Type 88 general-purpose machine guns present, let alone a few thousand corpses, even if the number were to increase several times, it would only result in them being reduced to pulp.

  Hehehe!

  But before Zhang Han and the others could get excited, a burst of gunfire also rang out from the 88-style general-purpose machine guns in front of them. Although this weapon is extremely powerful, the number of bullets it consumes is equally terrifying, with a firing rate of 300 rounds per minute, which means that the five 88-style general-purpose machine guns would consume an astonishing 1,500 rounds per minute. Such consumption would undoubtedly be extremely heavy for a self-rescuing team without other supplies.

  "Iron corpse! The iron corpse is coming!"

  However, just as Zhang Han and the others were reloading their guns, the wall was once again thrown into chaos. The enticing human scent and the thunderous gunfire undoubtedly became the best bait to attract zombies. As the battle escalated, the Iron Zombies, which were a hundred times stronger than ordinary zombies, finally appeared on the battlefield.

  "Iron corpse?"

  Hearing the cries of surprise from over the wall, Zhou Feng's face also changed slightly, and then he let Iron Wolf slaughter alone in the residential area, while he climbed up the wall with a leap, looking coldly at the battlefield ahead.

  "Four Iron Corpses... High-ranking Undead are indeed increasing in number."

  Looking at the four massive creatures advancing steadily on the main street, Zhou Feng's eyes suddenly became sharp. As time passed, these undead also began to evolve like humans, and if they didn't quickly clear out the zombies in the city, they feared that monsters like the Iron Hammer Zombie would become more and more numerous.

  "Head, should we use rocket artillery?"

  Looking at the four iron corpses rushing towards the residential area like tanks, knocking all the zombies along the way into the air, Zhang Han's face suddenly changed. In his opinion, even if Zhou Feng was strong, he would not be a match for the four iron corpses. If he wanted to block the four iron corpses, he could rely on the power of the rocket cannon.

  "No, we've got a total of nine rockets among all our launchers. We can't afford to waste them on these guys."

  Shaking his head, Zhou Feng's face turned icy as he said, "You guys take care of the other ordinary zombies. These iron corpses will be handled by me and Iron Wolf. Remember, don't attack the iron corpses, lest you attract their attention."

  After that, Zhou Feng jumped down the wall again and rejoined the battlefield to accelerate the cleanup of the remaining zombies in the residential area with Tie Shi.

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  "Tiě shī lái le, yào bù yào qù bāng bāng tā?"

  Translation: "Iron corpse has arrived, want or not to go help him?"

  Lying on the top floor of a dormitory building, he shot down the zombies trying to climb over the wall with one hand, and asked Murong Yu through the private communicator: "Recently you've also strengthened yourself quite a bit, dealing with an iron corpse shouldn't be a problem, right? And if you don't take action soon, aren't you afraid of being treated like a vase?"

  "He didn't use his rocket launcher, so he must have some confidence in himself. Let's observe the situation for now, maybe making a move now would interfere with him."

  Lightly tapping the trigger, a zombie's skull was destroyed. Murong Yu narrowed his eyes and said: "As for the vase... I, Murong Yu, will never be treated as a vase by anyone, no matter where!"

  As soon as the voice fell, Murong Yu lightly pulled the trigger again. Suddenly, accompanied by a crisp gunshot, one of the iron corpses rushing to the front was actually hit and exploded in its right eye by her 5.8mm sniper bullet. The intense pain made this huge monster suddenly let out an angry roar, then it charged forward from the open dark door into the residential area.

  Just as the iron corpse rushed into the compound, a figure with a brown body suddenly jumped up and heavily pounced on the iron corpse.