Doomsday Armored Vehicle, get unlimited ammunition at the start

Boom --

An SUV door was pulled open.

Corpse Five and Corpse Six lowered their heads and got in.

During this period, Corpse Six, who was in a bad mood, seemed to tripped over something round and almost slipped.

"Which dog day threw leftover bones in the car?"

Corpse Six cursed and kicked things away.

Moonlight spilled into the dark SUV, and between the faint light and shadow, there was liquid flowing on the underbody of the car, and debris all over the ground.

"Bear with it, make a big move, if you can't get soldiers to check the post."

Corpse Five advised.

"They have that guts?"

Corpse Six sneered.

I don't know for what reason, these days there are fewer and fewer soldiers patrolling civilian areas.

A ghoul thought that the group of zombies recruited by the ghost master was too fierce, which scared the cowardly humans, and never dared to have soldiers come to patrol the civilian area.

The rest of the ghouls cheered, and from now on, the civilian area would be their hunting ground.

However, the ghost master fell silent.

After the end times, vehicles became a tool for humans to escape, a house to settle in, armor to sleep in.

Because vehicles are so important, once humans have cars, they will modify them as much as possible.

And the ghoul community is no exception.

At the moment, the modified midsize SUV has doubled the extra space, enough to accommodate ten people, and is not crowded at all.

The capacity unit of ten people happens to be a high-level ghoul who has evolved intelligence, that is, a corpse catcher.

As for those low-level ghouls with only appetite in their heads, they were stuffed into a small van behind them by the ghost master, whether to throw away food scraps and feed them.

"Corpse three, ghost master?"

Corpse Five saw a companion and asked.

"In the back of the car."

The ghoul named Corpse Three, but similar to Corpse Five, pointed behind him.

Corpse Five bypassed Corpse Three and came to the ghost master.

The ghost sat in the only seat except for the driver's seat.

In the moonlight, a group of ghouls crouched under it, looking down and nibbling on something, not letting out a happy low scream.

"Corpse five, corpse six, aren't you going out to forage for food tonight.?"

The ghost master saw the person coming and asked.

"Suddenly there was a notice that a group of zombies was approaching, and all the civilians ran back to their cars, as did our prey."

Corpse Five said with a slight regret.

"We were about to come and ask the ghost master, did you come in and make any moves?"

Corpse Six said with a slight dissatisfaction.

The corpse chasers who can control the zombie group with their mind are all in this car, but in order to also for a big plan, the ghost master has forced that no ghoul except him is allowed to use the mind to control the zombie group to attack the convoy.

"I didn't have the spirit to manipulate the zombie group over, maybe I met it by accident..."

Hearing the group of zombies, the ghost master's scarlet eyes narrowed, and suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and his face changed:

"Not good!"

"What's wrong, Ghost Master?"

Corpse Five and Corpse Six wondered at the same time.

The group of ghouls who were enjoying a good meal also raised their heads.

Ghost Ye was just about to continue talking when a voice interrupted him.

To be precise, it was the sound that came from the small broadcast loudspeaker.

A quiet night without even the sound of insects.

A man's rough voice came from the radio:

"Fellow survivors of the civilian area, I am Liu Changde, the captain of the bearded squad of the first militia regiment, and in accordance with the military order of the War Department, from now on, all the management and protection work in your district will be entrusted to our militia regiment."

"This evening is the first time that our militia squad is on duty. Ten minutes ago, our peripheral sentinels spotted a small horde of zombies approaching us. "

"In order to ensure everyone's safety, please go back to the car and lock the door."

"Please rest assured, our beard squad is a professional zombie hunter. When you hear gunshots, don't open the door! "

......

Inside a van where survivors gather.

"Mom..."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it'll be fine!"

"Will it really be okay?"

"You mean to scare my child, don't you?"

"Don't argue, this time will definitely be fine!"

"That's right, that's right, don't you know about the militia regiment? That is at the front of the convoy, specially for everyone to open the way, killed countless zombies, they protect us, is our blessing, indicating that the above finally pay attention to our safety! "

Everyone in the truck breathed a sigh of relief.

Similar things are happening in other vehicles.

The militia regiment is a shot in the arm for this group of civilians!

However, one car is an exception. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

"Militia regiment? Isn't that the vanguard who opened the way for this group of two-legged beasts at the front of the car? "

Corpse Five wondered.

"Sounds strong."

Corpse Three said.

"That's great, the stronger the two-legged beast, the stronger the meat will be."

Corpse Six oozed out a thin tongue and licked the corners of his mouth.

"But why are they in civilian areas?"

Corpse Five continued to ask.

"It seems to be a change of defense, recently the combat department of the two-legged beasts has come up with a commander system, saying that each small team should elect a commander."

As a result, not long after they finished their selection, the militia sent people to forcibly occupy the commanders of various small convoys."

"Haha, two-legged beasts are two-legged beasts, they are all in the last days and fight for power, and they deserve to be our food."

Corpse San sneered.

The rest of the ghouls made mocking sounds.

"Then why, we weren't notified?"

An abrupt sound broke the ghoul horde's mockery of humans.

The ghouls were dumbfounded.

Because it was no one else who spoke, it was the ghost master.

And after hearing the tone, the ghost master is now in a very unhappy mood.

"Maybe it's a miss?"

Corpse Six guessed.

This is possible, after all, the military's management of civilian areas has always been chaotic, but the ghost master's eyes are getting colder and colder:

"Stupid pig, can we omit it by informing the commander of the selected vehicle, and we can also omit if the militia group does not send someone to take over? How likely do you think they miss twice? "

The ghouls were silent.

The ghost master was about to continue the attack.

Suddenly, a slight sound of footsteps came into his ears, along with (okay) and the faint sound of metal clashing.

The voice was so light that only the ghost master, whose spiritual power was one level higher than the rest of the ghouls, heard it.

At least ten people are approaching, and they are heavily armed.

The sound is too soft, indicating that the other party is not only very careful, but also well-trained.

The ghost man's pupils shrank.

"Corpse Six, come here."

The ghost beckoned.

Inside the lightless car, only the ghost master himself could feel it, and the corner of his mouth showed a sinister smile.

Outside the SUV.

A ten-man squad of fully armed warriors, under the cover of shadows, quietly completed the encirclement.

"Captain, the encirclement is complete!"

A combat group leader came to Liu Changde and gave a military salute, his voice low.

"Remember my combat request to you?"

Liu Changde asked.

"Empty the magazine!"

The group leader's voice was calm.

"Well, go for it!"

Liu Changde bowed his head slightly.