Chapter 337 Existence is its own justification

A huge explosion was heard ahead.

In an instant, the earth trembled, corpses scattered, and a large crater appeared in the horde of zombies.

The armored vehicle sped aggressively all the way and soon arrived at the intersection outside the seafood market.

The monsters were drawn by the noise, and no matter which direction you looked, there were countless monsters everywhere.

Everyone on the bus could clearly see that the rotting faces, mutilated limbs, and those faces twisted by hunger and madness were closing the distance between them at an alarming rate.

The terrifying scene made the group of strong men behind them tremble with fear.

Many people regret it.

They should not have been greedy and followed us today, even though they already had a whole backpack full of food yesterday.

Those superhumans always mess things up.

They always like to put themselves in dangerous places and then engage in head-on firefights with zombies.

It was as if only in this way could they truly enjoy the killing.

It's just collecting supplies, is it really that big of a deal...?

The rabbit, perched on the roof of the vehicle, was responsible for dealing with the mutated zombies hiding inside, its trigger-pulling motion almost never stopping.

Every night, the number of mutated zombies in the city increases.

The sound of tires rubbing together was deafening.

Duan Xi blew his whistle and performed a beautiful drift.

Xie Tu had somehow climbed onto the roof of the car, picked up the explosives from the box at his feet, and threw them precisely into the pile of zombies.

Another explosion was heard.

He turned around and leaped down, cleanly and neatly landing on the front of the military truck behind him.

Song Liang, who was below, understood and rammed the front of the car onto the winch hook behind the armored vehicle. He immediately opened the door, grabbed the edge of the driver's side window, and climbed into the rear compartment.

Rows of brand-new Type 63 light rocket launchers were neatly arranged inside.

This lightweight towed rocket launcher may look somewhat rudimentary, but it boasts fierce firepower and immense destructive power, capable of firing 12 rockets at a time, equivalent to a howitzer battalion.

It was a portable heavy weapon they found at a military base.

Song Liang picked up a plane and threw it into the air.

Xie Tu, standing on the roof of the car, caught it steadily with one hand.

The tacit understanding between teammates needs no further explanation.

Xie Tu skillfully operated the rocket launcher, adjusted the mount, and randomly selected a direction to ignite it.

A series of sharp whistling sounds ripped through the sky as twelve rockets, trailing long plumes of flame, hurtled towards the area where the zombies were most concentrated, like a swarm of angry fire serpents.

In an instant, the rocket exploded amidst the horde of zombies.

Mushroom clouds rose into the sky.

The powerful explosion shook the ground, and the zombies at the center of the blast were reduced to dust by the intense heat and impact before they could even scream.

Even the zombies on the edge of the explosion were thrown several meters away by the shockwave.

After one round of launches is completed.

Xie Tu reloaded the rockets.

At this moment, Song Liang also carried another rocket launcher onto the roof of the vehicle, set up the launcher, and aimed it at the zombies chasing after the truck behind him.

The monster, made of flesh and blood, was powerless against heavy weapons.

"Tao Haohao's words make sense."

Song Liang said, "The existence of this kind of apocalypse is not reasonable. The technology of the 22nd century is already very advanced. Zombies cannot even withstand rocket launchers, let alone missiles and atomic bombs with greater power."

Xie Tu lit the fuse again, preparing for the next launch.

This time, they aimed at the front of the armored vehicle.

He replied to Song Liang, "Existence is its own justification. Every thing has its reason or basis for existence, and this existence is not accidental."

There is no essential difference between a dark apocalypse and a zombie apocalypse.

In the universe, not everything possesses logic and rationality.

Anything that follows this development trajectory is reasonable.

Song Liang lit the rocket launcher and nodded upon hearing this, "The captain is right."

If a zombie apocalypse is illogical, then a dark apocalypse is even more illogical.

Instead of worrying about this, we should just finish the mission and get out of here as soon as possible.

The armored vehicle's front-mounted firing device was still firing continuously, and the driver had stopped the vehicle in the open area of ​​the intersection.

As the second rocket was launched, a huge explosion followed, sending up waves of heat.

The firepower was even fiercer than yesterday, with dense bullets raining down on the zombie horde, carving bloody paths through them.

Tao Haohao grabbed a survivor who could drive, grabbed his grenade launcher, and climbed onto the top of the car as well.

The intense cleanup was brutal, but extremely efficient.

Yun Zhao sat in the car, feeling utterly bored.

She was safe inside the armored vehicle and was unaffected.

All I could hear were gunshots and explosions.

The sustained firepower made it difficult for the zombies to get close.

Qi Ling, on the other side, picked up a rifle and kept pulling the trigger to kill zombies.

She was the most relaxed person there.

The role of a guide is similar to that of an accompanying military medic.

Her duties were more focused on monitoring the sentinels' mental state and occasionally releasing a barrier to shield the sentinels from deafening explosions, rather than directly participating in combat.

Yun Zhao was a little bored, so he casually opened a bag of potato chips that was in the car.

Outside, gunfire raged and the scene was bloody; she sat in the car eating snacks…

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The deafening commotion alerted not only the zombies, but also the other survivors who had been trapped inside the house since discovering that the zombies had become stronger.

The sea breeze carried intermittent, mournful howls.

People who heard the gunfire rushed to the windows, trying to find the source of the sound and find out what had happened.

"Is it the army?"

The woman speaking sounded urgent.

She saw the mushroom cloud rising in the distance, squatted down, covered her face, and wept bitterly, "The country has sent people to rescue us..."

The same was true for survivors elsewhere.

With strict gun control, they couldn't imagine anyone other than the military possessing such firepower.

The crowd cheered, prayed, or wept, hoping someone would rescue them from this land of despair.

The peregrine falcon landed in front of these people, raised its head, and carefully examined each one.

Upon realizing it wasn't the man in the photo, it hopped and flapped its wings and flew away.

Its mission is to find people and, incidentally, confirm the distribution of zombies.

The little guy is very serious and obedient. He never refuses the work assigned to him and always completes it very seriously.

Of course, there are times when I can't control my nature.

The peregrine falcon had already searched all the nearby areas where there might be survivors, but finding no one, it turned around in the air and flew towards the sea.

The commotion at the seaside was no less intense than the continuous artillery fire within the city.

A gentle sea breeze carries a slightly salty scent.

From a distance, the coastline resembles a winding silver ribbon, nestled between the azure sea and the golden sand.

The once picturesque golden beach now presents a chilling scene.

The winding coastline was densely covered with zombies.

The beautiful scenery of the seaside is intertwined with the terrifying sight of zombies.

In the distance, a giant phoenix hovers in the air.

The two phoenixes had just finished handing out flyers and were returning from Peach Blossom Island.

The Fire Phoenix wanted to impress the Little Bluebird, so after completing its transformation, it excitedly swooped down into the monster horde.

Unexpectedly, he used too much force and ended up plunging headfirst into the sand.