Zhao Jingguo, who had been observing the monster's movements on the bridge, gave the middle-aged man a thumbs-up and shouted, "Hit! Keep shooting like that!"
The middle-aged man's face showed a smug look as he shouted to the survivors behind the other Italian cannon, "Fire! Fire hard!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than another roaring sound rang out.
A shell, engulfed in flames, flew into the white mist.
"Boom!"
With a thunderous roar, a burst of firelight appeared in the white mist.
The powerful gust of wind generated by the explosion was like an indestructible blade, tearing through the thick white fog.
This exposed the bridge surface in that area.
At the same time, the monster on the bridge also came into everyone's view.
Limbs and severed bodies were scattered everywhere, and many monsters were blown off the bridge by the blast winds, falling off the cliff like kites with broken strings.
However, those that fell down were not even worth a tiny fraction of what came up afterward.
"Fire! Don't stop, keep firing!"
After a brief moment of stunned silence, a variety of terrified screams suddenly erupted like thunder.
The intense gunfire, which had subsided slightly, became deafening once again.
In the small convoy, some team members who were close to the burly man's car shouted at the top of their lungs, "My God, brother, there are far more monsters here than we encountered in the valley. Can we hold on?"
The burly man grinned, baring his teeth, and fired wildly with a heavy machine gun, completely oblivious to the shouts of his men.
All they could see were the monsters rushing across the bridge.
At the same time, he kept shouting, "Beat them! Beat them hard!"
Seeing their leader so enthusiastic and passionate, the members of the small team dared not slack off anymore.
He also picked up a gun and began firing at the bridge.
Compared to the three major car fleets, the attacks from the smaller car fleets seemed rather weak.
Some people even stopped to rest for two seconds after firing two shots.
Unfortunately, not all survivors are as wealthy as the members of the three major racing teams.
Survivors in small teams usually have to buy or exchange bullets from the in-game store themselves.
For them, what they were firing wasn't bullets, but endless resources.
"Boom!"
"Da da da~"
Under the powerful firepower, the charging monsters fell in droves.
In addition, the terrifying blast waves generated by the exploding shells pushed the charging monsters off the cliff in droves.
It was smashed to pieces.
Dark green monster blood splattered all over the Golden Bridge.
This made the bridge surface slippery.
Some unlucky monsters accidentally slipped and fell forward uncontrollably.
As a result, he not only fell into the abyss, but also dragged his companions down with him from the Golden Bridge.
It let out a series of mournful cries.
"Hahaha, these monsters are just as stupid as idiots, there's no need to be afraid at all!"
Upon seeing this, the survivors burst into laughter.
The atmosphere on the field was no longer as oppressive as it had been before.
After all, there are only four lanes on the Golden Bridge.
It is only a dozen meters wide.
There are no guardrails on either side.
Even if there are many of those monsters, as long as they can't fly, there's absolutely no way they can all rush over at once.
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