Extreme germ phobia

Chapter 72 Fire Clearance
In the afternoon, the convoy slowly stopped in the middle of the road. The engines that had been roaring all the way were turned off, and my ears were finally quiet.

Ou Yang's ears seemed to be blocked by something. He opened his mouth hard and immediately returned to normal.

Outside the narrow car window, a tall building blocked the sunlight, casting a large dark shadow.

Under the shadows, the road that was littered with abandoned vehicles not long ago suddenly became much wider, with only an overturned ambulance and a deformed police car.

A breeze blew, and the broken cordon fluttered weakly in the wind.

Ou Yang couldn't help but be stunned. This place looks so familiar!

He had heard of this place more than once, from the news, on maps, and from Andy!

In the strange yet somehow familiar medical building on the roadside, all the windows on the fourth floor were shattered, with burnt black residue remaining above the windows.

Outside the main gate, a large area of dried mycelium covers the ground, like a hard shell.

Ou Yang's eyes fell on Garrison's face, and his mind was full of thoughts: Why did they come here?

Garrison turned on the radio: "Attention all units, execute Plan A!"

The armored vehicles restarted, adjusted their positions, and lined up outside the main entrance of the medical building, with the black muzzles of their guns pointing directly at the gate.

"Joe, let's get started!" Garrison said.

"Yes sir!" The driver tapped lightly on the multi-function display, and the shrill alarm sounded all around, and the lingering sound echoed on both sides of the long street.

The seemingly peaceful street suddenly felt uneasy and agitated.

Ou Yang was extremely nervous. He strongly disapproved of Lao Mi's behavior, but he couldn't stop it.

A few seconds later, several stumbling figures suddenly rushed out from across the street. The one running in the front accidentally fell to the ground. The group of people behind him could not avoid him in time and all tripped over him, rolling on the ground.

However, they got up immediately without any delay and rushed towards the convoy like flying.

Without any orders, vehicle No. 2 immediately turned its gun, and the 12.7mm heavy machine gun spewed flames, firing several short bursts at the irrational severely infected people.

The bullets hit the running infected people, and in just a moment, they turned into a pile of broken limbs on the ground.

In another direction, groups of infected people poured out like a tide.

At the same time, more infected people rushed out of the medical building.

Even in the buildings in the distance, there were large numbers of infected people.

Appetizers are over, dinner begins!
Thousands of infected people surrounded the convoy and rushed up from all directions at the same time.

Looking around, no matter front, back, left or right, there were zombies running madly everywhere. Many people accidentally fell down and were immediately trampled repeatedly by countless big feet, with no chance to get up again.

Some infected people fell and tripped more infected people. In a blink of an eye, the fallen infected people piled up into a small hill.

Ou Yang's scalp tingled. He could never have imagined that there were so many zombies hiding in this place!
The old men were also surprised. Garrison's expression changed drastically, and he immediately shouted on the radio: "Back off, back off... No, forward, full speed ahead, free fire!"

Joe stepped on the accelerator, and the armored vehicle rushed forward with a low roar.

At the same time, the vehicle-mounted machine gun opened fire.

Car No. 1 is responsible for sweeping the zombies in front, Cars No. 2 and No. 3 are responsible for the left and right wings respectively, and Car No. 4 is responsible for checking for gaps and filling them, and will fire in whichever direction has more targets.

Suddenly, there was a burst of gunfire and bullets flying. Wherever the guns were pointed, there was a bloody storm. Countless infected people fell down, and more infected people rushed up.

Ou Yang never imagined that this kind of scene, which could only be seen in movies, would actually happen in reality. He could even feel the vibrations from the machine gun firing on the roof!
There are so many infected people that there is no need to aim. Just shoot, and each bullet can penetrate several targets. Each round of strafing can plow a blank space among the madly surging infected people.

The vehicle-mounted machine gun had limited ammunition, and the ammunition box was emptied in a short while. A group of infected people broke through the blockade and rushed towards vehicle No. 1 like a flood.

Ou Yang's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

Garrison shouted, "Grenades, throw grenades!"

There were dull bangs coming from the roof, and a dozen black spots exploded around the armored vehicle, blowing the zombies rushing in the front to the ground.

Two consecutive rounds of firing completely cleared out the infected people near the convoy.

The zombies only had instinct left, they were neither afraid nor terrified, and they continued to rush forward without hesitation.

But after a round of buffering, the convoy had caught its breath, and everyone put on their masks, opened the shooting holes and pulled the trigger.

The gun body vibrated, the bullet casings jumped, the air was filled with smoke, and the continuous gunshots mixed together, making it impossible to tell how many there were.

Ou Yang didn't care that he only had two magazines left, and joined in the fierce battle. In just a short while, he emptied the magazines.

An old man opened the top cover and replaced the ammunition box for the machine gun as quickly as possible.

Before Lao Mi could retract from the roof of the car, there was a dull bang, and the armored vehicle, which had already accelerated, collided with the infected person rushing towards it.

The car slowed down suddenly and the people in the car leaned forward involuntarily. Ou Yang instinctively loosened his fingers and almost shot Garrison.

Old Mi, who was changing the ammunition box, was unlucky and hit his abdomen on the edge of the hatch. The pain was so severe that he couldn't straighten his back.

Several people, including Ou Yang, reached out and pulled him down. Just as they were about to close the hatch, several infected people had already climbed onto the car like monkeys.

Without thinking, Ou Yang picked up the tactical Glock behind him and fired at the infected people outside the cabin.

The infected person was shot in the head and fell headfirst into the car.

As Garrison closed the hatch, Car No. 2 fired a short burst of fire at the roof, eliminating all the infected people who had climbed onto the car.

The armored vehicle crushed the infected people who were blocking the road and finally broke out of the encirclement, leaving the infected people on the street far behind.

It's only a few hundred meters from one end of the street to the other, but it feels like you've crossed thousands of mountains and rivers.

I don’t know how many zombies I defeated along the way, but when I looked back, the streets were still full of infected people.

Garrison quickly replaced the magazine with a new one and slapped the bullet on top: "Turn around and shoot back!"

The convoy changed direction and rushed back towards the crowd, fighting its way out again.

In this way, the four armored vehicles went back and forth five or six times in a row, used up all the ammunition in the machine guns, and finally killed all the infected people on the street.

Facts have proved that as long as there is enough ammunition, the so-called zombie tide is a joke in the face of modern weapons and equipment.

If the zombies were not given cheats, the zombie tide in the movie would never have been able to spread across the world.

However, the atmosphere in the carriage was depressing. No one felt excited, only filled with fatigue and helplessness.

Everyone knows that zombies are not real corpses. How can you not feel touched at all after killing so many infected people with your own hands?

But the danger posed by severely infected people is no less than that of real zombies. No matter how much sympathy you have, you must harden your heart.

(End of this chapter)