In the end, the paratrooper vehicles did not squeeze everyone into the lake. The gravel ground by the lake was not very firm, and the heavy tonnage paratrooper vehicles could easily sink in. At this time, the assault vehicle formed a loose semicircle, and the two The paratroopers surrounded everyone together.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was sitting on the cart, watching thousands of people surrounded by the lake, feeling extremely complicated. These people had a bad idea. They wanted to snatch Zhang Xiaoqiang¡¯s boat. There are 100,000 people watching, retreat is out of reach, zombies are about to reach the wall, the gathering place must be stable, once there is chaos, no one can escape.
Zhang Xiaoqiang really didn't know what to do with the thousands of people in front of him. These people hadn't really rushed into the shipyard by the river, so there was still room for it. After all, Zhang Xiaoqiang's soldiers had no casualties, and the equipment was not damaged, just .
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but hate secretly, these people are too anxious, if he waits for him to bring people to support, maybe he can control the situation before there are no dead people, now there are dead people over there, the opening has been opened , if the rest is not dealt with, it will bring luck to other people. Under such circumstances, once there is another disturbance, Zhang Xiaoqiang can't guarantee that he will have enough time to suppress it.
Seeing the terrified crowd in front of him, Zhang Xiaoqiang scrutinized it carefully. In the end, he didn¡¯t find any women among them. Women are relatively less active than men in the last days. Both riots were men, women did not participate.
That being the case, Zhang Xiaoqiang decided to use the lives of thousands of people in front of his eyes as a tool to deter the gathering place. Following Zhang Xiaoqiang's order, the hands of the thousand soldiers trembled a little. The ones facing them were not zombies, but living people. They did not stand alone outside. They have survived, but have not experienced the final despair. They can kill ten people, they can do it, they can kill a hundred people, they can do it, but they may not be able to kill thousands of people.
Following Zhang Xiaoqiang's order to fire, all the assault vehicles and paratroopers fired at the same time, spraying countless bullets at the dense crowd, and then the infantry fired intermittently.
The sudden firing stunned everyone, and the crowd standing by the lake couldn't believe that the opposite side would actually shoot. Countless bullets brought out large swaths of blood and blood mist on the companions in front of and behind them. The space was all red, red through their eyes, until a bullet went into their chests.
Machine guns have always had the notoriety of being a meat grinder on the battlefield. The bullets of large-caliber machine guns can't even kill undead zombies, let alone human beings. In an instant, the edge became a hell on earth, and the dense crowd looked like scarecrows blown away by the strong wind. The howling and roaring of bullets became the main theme of the lakeside, and even overwhelmed the dense gunfire.
More and more people among more than a thousand soldiers fired the first bullet. They couldn't see anything. There was a blood fog in front of them. All their faces and figures were covered by the blood fog. After they fired the first bullet, they froze. The fingers regained their vitality, the second bullet, and the third bullet were fired continuously, one after another, more and more people joined this flesh and blood sonata.
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked indifferently at the people who fell in the blood mist in front of him. With dynamic vision, he could see everything clearly better than anyone else with his ultra-long-range vision. In the flesh and blood flying to zero, countless bullets were chaotically scattered in this perspective. At the same time, it also made his brain feel dizzy. However, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't close his eyes this time. He kept watching. He saw the first bullet that tore three people into pieces. It was a 12.7mm bullet. .
He saw two paratrooper combat vehicles spraying 7.62mm machine gun bullets. Compared with the large-caliber bullets that can easily tear the human body apart, the amazing rate of fire of the parallel machine guns made rows of people fall neatly, like an invisible sickle harvesting Zhang Xiaoqiang was not sure if every single rifle fired, but the rifle bullets caused more damage than the machine gun.
The rain of bullets formed by thousands of rifles was like countless hailstones, which instantly smashed the dense crowd to pieces. The neat and dense front line was instantly shattered, and hundreds of people fell to the ground and convulsed in an instant. The blood mist blocked everyone's sight. They didn't receive a ceasefire order and continued to shoot. In the blood mist, countless people fell to the ground. Except for some corpses that were hit by large-caliber bullets so hard that they couldn't even get their heads together, most of them People kept their expressions before death, either terrified, or resentful, and most of them were in disbelief, as if they were still doubting that they were going to die at the last moment.
More and more people fell down, and fewer and fewer people stood still. Instead of fleeing in shock, they just stood there stupidly unable to move. no?He, let countless blood splash on his face and body, and let countless pieces of meat and internal organs spread out as a carpet around him. There until they are part of the corpse fire.
The blood fog all over the sky is difficult to dissipate for a while, just like a thousand-year-old demon, circling around the lake, covering this hell on earth, devouring the painful souls of the victims, countless bullets broke into the blood fog, and the high-speed flying bullets left behind Under the scorching smell, the standing crowd became less and less, and most of the bullets missed, dyeing the dark red lake behind, or setting off pieces of minced meat on the ground.
Zhang Xiaoqiang could see everything in the blood mist clearly, he knew that most of the bullets missed, but he didn't give the order to cease fire, he was also stupid at this moment, although, at this moment, his face was showing coldness and sternness, in his heart But there was a shocking wave.
He had thought that killing these thousands of people would quickly stabilize the gathering place, make all those with evil intentions dare not have any more thoughts, and make all the survivors cooperate with them like sheep.
But he did not think that the scene where thousands of people were shot and killed was so tragic. He had killed many people. In the gathering place, he personally killed hundreds of people. People only lost their heads because of one of his orders, or twice. He thought he had hardened his heart, but he didn't expect that when he saw the slaughterhouse with thousands of corpses, he was frightened. Thousands of bloody corpses exceeded his limit.
Zhang Xiaoqiang stared blankly at the countless corpses in front of him dyeing the ground and the lakeside deep red. When he thought that all these people died because of his own order, he seemed to hear the cries of countless innocent souls echoing in his ears. Without stopping, the bullets continued to kick up pieces of mud with blood and broken flesh on the corpses on the ground, and more intact corpses were also torn to pieces by the large-caliber bullets.
Zhang Xiaoqiang took a deep breath, suppressed all the redundant thoughts and demons in his heart, and raised his right arm suddenly. In the next second, all the heavy machine guns stopped one after another, and the gunshots also slowly disappeared. After a while, The blood mist all over the sky dissipated, and countless mutilated corpses were exposed in everyone's sight.
The people watching from a distance were blocked by thousands of soldiers, and couldn't see the blood on the lake, but those soldiers could see it clearly. When they shot, there was blood fog all over the sky, and they could only see a figure screaming. , or fell down, or was torn apart, but when the blood mist dissipated and everything was clearly presented in their eyes, no one could keep them awake, just like Zhang Xiaoqiang before.
The lakeside where the gunshots were raging before fell silent, no one made a sound, just looking at the human blood prison they made with their own hands, the corpses by the lake stretched from the lakeshore to the lake, the corpses were old and piled on top of each other, one after another They piled up crosswise to form small hills with blood springs. Some of them were lucky enough not to die for a while, squirming among the corpses, and the wailing was indispensable. Final struggle. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com