Although Shi Gaozhuo's heart skipped a beat, the instinct ingrained in his bones still drove him to pull the yellow-haired man aside.
The rotting corpse of a fat man with a strong body rushed past the two of them, and gusts of fishy wind immediately hit their noses.
"ah!"
"Help!"
“Run, run!”
“…”
Suddenly, the survivors in the bungalow burst into wails.
Some people who were close to the door didn't even have time to react before they were smashed into meat patties by the fat corpse.
Blood spread out, and the smell of blood mixed with the stench from its body filled the entire space.
Da da da!
Although the bullets were useless, in order to attract the attention of the fat corpse, the soldiers of the 5th Squadron pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Bullets flew everywhere, hitting the back of the fat man's rotten corpse, bringing out a bunch of minced meat and black blood.
But it acted as if nothing was wrong. It turned its head and raised its strong arms to block the ugly face, revealing a terrifying and hideous smile.
"Wa ...
It grabbed an iron table and smashed several soldiers at the door, sending them flying.
Then he waved his arms and rushed towards the soldiers occupying various positions in the yard.
Seeing that attention had been diverted, Shi Gaozhuo suddenly waved frantically at the survivors in the bungalow, signaling them to escape quickly.
Then he stood up, pulled up the confused yellow-haired man, turned around and rushed to his teammates.
The yellow-haired man stared blankly at his back, his lips moving but unable to say anything.
Just now, if this man hadn't pulled him back, he would have been smashed into a pulp.
These people risked their lives to come here to save me, and I still treat them like that...
Huangmao couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.
But fear eventually overcame reason. He could only take a deep look at Shi Gaozhuo's back, and then crawled out of the factory with the crowd.
To the fat corpse, a bullet is no different from a tickle.
Its stomach is full of rotten meat, and bullets can pass through it without causing any impact on it.
However, its head is extremely hard, and bullets cannot penetrate its mutated skull.
In Shi Gaozhuo's opinion, this fat corpse was indeed like a tank: wild and heavy!
Unless there is a single-soldier RPG, it is really difficult to pose any threat to it with only the weapons in their hands.
"Hold on a few more minutes!"
He shouted into his tactical helmet.
After hearing his words, the soldiers who were there to cover the survivors' escape perked up and started a guerrilla war with the fat corpse in this small yard.
Whenever the fat corpse looked for a soldier aggressively, the soldier behind it would pull the trigger at its bald head.
This forced it to turn around anxiously and chase after it.
In this way, the dozen or so remaining human soldiers, relying on the weapons in their hands and their own wisdom, managed to delay the fat man's rotting corpse for five minutes.
Five minutes later.
Almost all the soldiers were running out of weapons and ammunition.
A tragic atmosphere gradually emerged.
Everyone knows that even though they can make a fool of this ugly fat man now.
But once the ammunition runs out, what awaits them will be a one-sided massacre!
Even though they were all battle-hardened soldiers with physical fitness many times stronger than that of ordinary people, they felt despair at the thought of fighting this behemoth in hand-to-hand combat.
Fight hand-to-hand with monsters that can't be killed even with rifles.
Isn't this courting death?!
Shi Gaozhuo had already started laying simple mines on the ground around him when the team fired shots to attract the attention of the fat corpse.
He pulled the safety of the grenade, then tied all the pull rings together with several tactical ropes and carefully buried them around the yard.
Until all twelve grenades on his body were buried, he grabbed a rope with one hand, gently pulled it in his hand, and quietly waited for that moment to come.
Finally, after the last gunshot rang out.
The fat corpse moved his arms away from his face and let out another horrible, weird cackling cry.
At this moment, Shi Gaozhuo suddenly roared loudly.
"Run! Run to safety!"
No one hesitated.
These agile soldiers responded the moment they heard the order.
Seeing the little mice that attacked him start to flee in all directions, the fat corpse laughed strangely towards the sky and chased after them step by step.
Just as it was about to rush out of the yard, the white tactical rope on the trigger of a grenade under its feet suddenly tightened.
boom!
The thick soil was suddenly blown into pieces!
When the fire flickered, Shi Gaozhuo couldn't help but feel happy.
The position was just right, and the explosion hit the right foot of the fat corpse!
After the smoke and dust dispersed, a black shadow suddenly rushed out from it.
The hideous smile in the eyes of the fat rotting corpse turned into intense anger.
It looked at Shi Gaozhuo viciously and crushed him like a tank.
The expression on Shi Gaozhuo's face suddenly froze.
"It's over..."
At this moment, Huangmao was squatting outside the yard, quietly filming the real-time battle situation in the yard with his mobile phone camera.
Instead of leaving, he used the last bit of power in his phone to turn on the live broadcast of Life Network.
The title of the live broadcast room is "In the eastern suburbs of Dihua City, the Western Military Region fights monsters to rescue survivors."
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