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"Boom~"

The roar of the engine sounded, and more than twenty armored vehicles moved quickly.

At the head were eight Apocalypse tanks.

Twenty armored fighting vehicles were immediately behind.

"The tank is responsible for shelling the zombie group on the street, and everyone else except the remaining gunners get out of the car to build a defensive circle..." As

soon as he stopped at the entrance of the hospital, Zhang San gave orders one by one.

This place is narrow, the attack is not easy, but the defense is very simple, as long as it withstands the attack of the zombies, it is easy to stop the zombie army outside.

"Bang bang..."

With Zhang San's order, the cannons on eight tanks and ten personnel carriers opened fire almost simultaneously.

As the explosion sounded, the flames behind the zombie group burst into the sky, and countless broken limbs were thrown into the air.

The surrounding shops were also affected, and the roaring fire slowly burned.

Several street lamps were also broken by shells, and the originally bright street was dimmed.

Zhang San ignored this, but ordered dozens of soldiers to shoot.

These soldiers are not stingy with bullets like beaters, but they are fully output.

Although there is a lot of waste of bullets, the speed of killing zombies is also much faster.

Hearing the explosion, the beater suddenly became excited.

Originally, they thought that this mission would be extremely difficult, but seeing someone help, these people immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that they can't imagine that these beaters are not so-called beaters at all, but belong to one person.

With the support of these tanks and soldiers, the zombies rushing out of the streets and hospitals could not rush at all.

The street of more than ten meters has been piled up with zombie corpses at this time, and it is more than one meter high that the zombies behind them want to climb over.

Although there were constantly zombies pushing the zombies in front of them, the speed of the attack was significantly slower.

Seeing Zhang San, the burly man obviously felt his difference.

Fan Guoqiang is a beater, and with his own efforts to become a captain

or perhaps a master's intuition, he feels that Zhang San is not an ordinary beater.

Fan Guoqiang stepped forward and gave a standard military salute to Zhang San.

"Fan Guoqiang, captain of the Magic Capital West City Fighting Changer Brigade."

Hearing the other party's self-reported name, Zhang San also returned a standard military salute.

"Zhang San."

He did not report himself, the main thing is that he does not know how to report it, the base has just been built, and the troops have not yet been named.

"Captain Zhang, we have been ordered to come and rescue someone, and we hope you will help us."

Fan Guoqiang's voice was low and he said to Zhang San.

"What people?"

Zhang San asked with a frown.

The main purpose of his coming this time is to search for the surviving doctors, and if the person rescued by the other party does not conflict with him, it is okay to help by the way.

Fan Guoqiang thought about it for a while, but still said truthfully: "The person we were ordered to save is the son of our bureau chief, the doctor of this hospital.

Zhang San was stunned for a moment, he originally thought that these people were here to save some big man, but he didn't expect that it was just to rescue a doctor.

These people are not like him, he is for his own commander, and these people are just rescuing insignificant people.

"Don't you know what's going on now?"

Zhang San asked curiously.

To risk for his own family, he could understand, but to risk for an unrelated person, he thought would be a fool.

Fan Guoqiang sighed, he didn't know the current situation, but he was a beater.

His duty is to obey orders.

"Captain Zhang, you're in trouble."

Fan Guoqiang hugged his fists.

What he has to do now is to minimize sacrifices, after all, these are his brothers.

"I hope the people you save deserve to be saved."

Zhang San sighed.

He knew that these people were different from him and could not be generalized.

Fan Guoqiang was happy and knew that the other party had agreed.

He knew that this mission would be troublesome, and when he saw the zombie army, he knew that it would be good if his people could go back alive, let alone save people.

If he hadn't seen Zhang San and these armored vehicles in the car, he would have been ready to give the order to retreat.

They came 31 people, each armed with only 5 magazines and a few grenades.

Along the way, almost half of the bullets have been consumed, and the number of zombies has not decreased, but has increased a lot, and the end waiting for them is to run out of bullets, and by that time, they have only one way to die.

Fortunately, he met Zhang San and them.

"Captain Fan, I see that you people are good hands, wait for my people to go in and save people, you take your people to defend outside."

His soldiers are equipped with night vision devices that can see images of living people, which can save a lot of trouble.

"It's too dangerous, or my people will go in and save people, you guys are outside."

Fan Guoqiang is a real person and does not want others to risk himself.

Zhang San waved his hand, knowing what the other party meant, "It's not a secret, I came here to find some doctors to treat our chief, and it's just a show of hands to help you."

"Well, okay then."

Hearing Zhang San's words, Fan Guoqiang had to nod.

In terms of equipment, he has no place to be strong: in terms of numbers, he is not as strong as the other party, and this other party also has his own things to do, so he did not insist.

With the strong output of dozens of soldiers, the zombies running out of the hospital were all wiped out at the door of the outpatient building.

And the space at the door is slowly filled, and the zombies can only roar inside, and they can't run out at all.

There were also sporadic zombies running in other places, but they were all shot through the head.

"By the way, Captain Fan, you shouldn't have many bullets, right?"

Hearing the other party's shooting sound becoming more and more conservative, Zhang San asked.

When Fan Guoqiang heard Zhang San's words, he smiled embarrassedly.

Their own people know their own affairs.

He came to bring almost all the bullets from the headquarters this time, but there were only more than four thousand bullets, and the average person was only more than a hundred, which was simply not enough to support a protracted battle.

This will leave them with only a few hundred bullets at most.

Zhang San looked at the bullets used to hit more people, hey... It's the same as theirs.

"Come, bring two boxes of bullets for Captain Fan."

Zhang Sansan waved his hand and said directly.

He came with a lot of bullets this time.

Soon, four soldiers lifted two large boxes from the car.

Inside each box were two thousand rounds of ammunition.

Seeing two large boxes of yellow-orange-orange bullets, Fan Guoqiang was already stunned.

"Captain Zhang, this..." His

eyes were a little hazy at this time.

A nine-foot man was so moved that he almost shed tears.

"Captain Fan, you're welcome, we're all beaters." Zhang San said sincerely.

But whether there is selfishness in it or not no one knows.

Fan Guoqiang was moved by him, holding his hand for a long time and unable to speak to himself.

After a while, Fan Guoqiang finally said a sentence, and it was this sentence that enriched his future experience: "Captain Zhang, what will happen in the future, in a word, go to the soup and go to the soup..."

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