Armored train in the apocalypse

Chapter 314 This is the train's hunting ground!
"Oh!"

The unequal battle erupted as the skullcutter crashed headfirst into the modified bus.

The zombies, who had been chasing them all the way, finally found an opportunity. Without the protection of a vehicle, ordinary people couldn't even fire a few shots before being torn to shreds like chicks, their blood and entrails scattered across the congested streets.

The sticky, foul smell of corpses filled Li Xinlong's nostrils, and he could hear his men's wails and the excited roars of zombies every moment.

With a tense expression, he pushed several skills to their limits, instantly killing any zombies that showed their heads within a ten-meter radius, but still couldn't save the Black Star convoy from defeat.

"Kaka——"

The rifle in his hand made a hollow sound.

"Reload!"

Li Xinlong called out, but received no response for a long time, feeling as if he had stepped into thin air.

The mysterious woman we found has vanished!

He quickly ran his hands over his body, but the magazines on his body had long been used up during the chase, and the zombie in front of him had already climbed onto the roof of the car.

"Grass!"

Li Xinlong's face hardened, and he kicked the zombie that had just climbed up with his Martin boots.

The latter suffered a broken cervical spine and his body flew backward.

Seeing the two Night Demons so close at hand, his eyes turned bloodshot, and he swung his rifle like a baseball bat, the rifle making a deep, muffled thud under the powerful force of a Tier 1 "Defender".

This power, enough to blow the head off an ordinary zombie, only made Night Demon take a step back.

With gun parts still attached to its head, it lunged forward again.

"Oh!"

A heavy sniper bullet whizzed past his ear, blasting his entire body apart in one shot.

Li Xinlong was startled. He turned his head and saw Wei Tian being smashed into a pulp by the skull crusher. Fatty Ke was holding a heavy sniper rifle and shouting at him at the top of his lungs.

The sounds were mixed in with the howls of the corpses, making them impossible to hear clearly.

But you can tell it's the character for "run".

Looking at the convoy torn to pieces by the horde of zombies, and the endless zombie tide in the distance, Li Xinlong felt utterly desolate.

run?
Where are you going?

"Zi zi zi ......"

A faint crackling sound suddenly appeared on the noisy battlefield, but for some reason, it was the clearest among all the sounds.

Li Xinlong subconsciously looked up and saw fine electric currents spreading across the entire battlefield!

The pale blue light flashed and disappeared in an instant.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Li Xinlong would have thought it was his imagination.

"Rumble--"

First came a muffled cough from deep within the foundation, like the entrails of a dying giant collapsing. Suddenly, the winding cracks in the load-bearing pillars opened up with a million golden eyes—the flashes of burning explosive fuses.

Li Xinlong looked blankly at the building behind him. A seventeen-story building collapsed with a crash, concrete blocks breaking apart as they fell, crashing straight into the horde of zombies like cannonballs. The street they had fled from was cut in half by the building!

The ground shook, dust flew, and the rumbling sound had only just begun to spread.

More than a dozen buildings near Chenxi Square all emitted muffled sounds at the same time.

As if under someone's command, they knelt down abruptly, facing the mountainous horde of corpses in the square.

In an instant, the roar of collapsing buildings, the chaotic howls of zombies, and the cracking sounds of breaking bones combined to create a grand climax.

Faced with such a massive tremor, even the most mindless zombies stopped in their tracks, bewildered.

"Bang bang bang..."

Beside Chenxi Square, a twelve-story luxury hotel's dozens of glass curtain walls shattered into a torrential downpour of crystals, causing the crowd to look up like startled birds.

A figure stood on the hotel rooftop, the hem of his gray-green trench coat fluttering in the wind, his black combat boots stepping on the edge of the rooftop, and eerie blue lightning spreading like a spider web from him to the entire building.

Holding a state-of-the-art electromagnetic rifle, the intense killing intent emanating from the scope sent a chill down everyone's spine.

"Silly boy, why aren't you running?"

A sharp, hoarse female voice suddenly appeared in Li Xinlong's ears.

Upon hearing this sound, Li Xinlong felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

"mom?"

"Once they recover, even calling your mother won't save you."

The woman's voice, tinged with helplessness, softened slightly.

Li Xinlong, as if injected with adrenaline, swung his rifle, sending the nearest zombie flying. He shouted to the rest of the group and then ran towards the hotel.

Because of the collapse of the building, the original horde of zombies was disrupted, and most zombies were much slower than evolved humans when faced with the complex terrain of ruins. Only a few agile Tier 1 zombies could catch up.

But before they could get close, they were blocked by crossfire.

Only then did Li Xinlong notice that, besides his mother, she had also brought two hundred people from the local garrison.

These were the elite men he left behind to protect Jiang Rong, not the elderly, weak, women, or children. Under Jiang Rong's cover, Li Xinlong and the others ran downstairs, and the group climbed up using both hands and feet, squeezing through the broken window on the third floor.

Of the more than 800 people, half were killed or injured in less than three minutes.

In such an environment, injury is almost synonymous with death.

Wei Tian, ​​one of the Black Star Five Tigers, died tragically on the spot, and the remaining first-tier evolved beings were all injured.

Li Xinlong rushed up to the rooftop, panting, and saw Jiang Rong holding a gun, covering everyone as they went upstairs.

His black hair was tied into a simple ponytail, bobbing slightly with the recoil of the gunshot. His gray-green shoulder line was sharp and clean, and his aura was like a brand-new gun that had just been cleaned, dangerous and tough. In the corner was the huge backpack that he never parted with.

Li Xinlong suddenly felt that his familiar mother had become so unfamiliar.

A whole host of questions are stuck in my throat, and I don't know which one to ask first.

"Ten people were left in each stairwell to block the stairs. Could that old Yang manipulate the corpses?"

Jiang Rong turned to the side, removed a grenade from her belt, loaded it, and fired it.

A mass of zombies on the ground instantly spewed blood and flesh, but Jiang Rong's face remained expressionless. The blue light of her rifle flashed in her hand, and bullets, propelled by electromagnetic waves, calmly picked off the zombies.

"He can plant a plague that causes corpses to explode, but it will take some time."

"Where are the living people?"

Jiang Rong asked.

"Living people can also plant it, and the effect is even better than that of zombies."

"What about the side effects?"

"It can be controlled before it is detonated."

“Okay, I’ve placed more than thirty corpses on each floor downstairs for him to plant. Then I’ll bring two hundred people, plus the remaining four hundred of yours, and plant them all except for the first-tier evolvers.”

Looking at his mother's calm face, Li Xinlong felt a chill run down his spine for no reason, but thinking of the terrifying horde of zombies outside, he gritted his teeth and hardened his expression.

"Okay, I'll have him do it right away, but Mom, you have to listen to me."

Li Xinlong gave a wink to his subordinate.

The latter was one of the train deserters. He had been Jiang Rong's driver during this time. Although he wasn't one of her direct subordinates on the train, he had fought under her command. Now that Lao Wu was gone, he was living a comfortable life.

When he saw Li Xinlong's expression, he was immediately torn. On one side was his old boss, and on the other was his new boss. To make matters worse, it was a mother and son. Who should he listen to?
The gunfire suddenly stopped.

Jiang Rong gave him a cold look.

Zhang Yi shuddered reflexively and hurriedly handed her a magazine. Electromagnetic rifle bullets are much smaller than those of gunpowder weapons, and one magazine is half a load.

Thank goodness it was Jiang Rong; if it had been any other officer, they would have been hit by now.

Zhang Yi decided to stop overthinking and just obey orders. Li Xinlong, left unattended, stood awkwardly in place, momentarily feeling as if his mother had usurped his power.

Jiang Rong tilted her head slightly, pretending not to have heard clearly, "Ah, Longlong, what did you say?"

Li Xinlong didn't have time to think it through and said urgently, "You have to leave!"

"Where to evacuate?"

While slaying the zombies downstairs, Jiang Rong asked a question in return.

Li Xinlong looked down at the endless horde of corpses, opened his mouth, and his eyes dimmed.

I just met up with my mom, and now...?

"Hold on a little longer, reinforcements will arrive soon."

Jiang Rong said.

"support?"

Li Xinlong was somewhat bewildered; he couldn't think of any way to help solve the problem in the face of the current situation.

Is it going to be like in the movies, where a helicopter comes to rescue them?

Or perhaps an off-road vehicle ran over the horde of zombies and a hot woman got out and rescued them?
"If you don't take command soon, we're about to be breached."

Jiang Rong threw down two grenades, which blew up the pile of rocks. Her eyes flickered. In fact, she didn't know if there would be any support. The only thing she was sure of was that the vehicle had received the signal.

But would the train conductor risk his life for someone like her who is getting off the train?

Li Xinlong ran downstairs in a daze.

He only realized halfway through the run that Zhang Yi was clearly his underling, so why did he listen to his mother instead of him?

……

The hotel was a location carefully chosen by Jiang Rong. The interior space was narrow, the windows were small, and it faced Chenxi Square, offering a wide view and making it easy to defend and difficult to attack.

The ensuing battle validated her choice.

With only 600 men, Black Star managed to hold out against a horde of tens of thousands of zombies for more than ten minutes before losing a dozen or so men.

However, as ammunition dwindled, Black Star's firepower became increasingly weak.

The zombies downstairs were piled up to the height of eight or nine stories. Fortunately, Lao Yang's zombie explosion was powerful, blasting the pile of zombies down. In this way, the Black Star group managed to survive for another ten minutes or so.

After half an hour of fighting, Black Star's forces had dwindled to just over four hundred, but the number of zombies in the square showed no signs of decreasing.

The collapsed buildings in the distance were already covered by zombies that had flooded in from the city center.

One after another, terrifying figures appeared in Dawn Square.

A five-meter-tall Tier 2 Butcher, a Tier 2 Jumper who can leap hundreds of meters, a Tier 2 Night Demon whose reach exceeds three meters and can easily pierce through reinforced concrete...

Beneath their feet and behind them, a wave of zombies piled up to a height of over ten meters rose up from the city center.

"Brother Rong, this time we're really doomed..."

Chen Shan's voice carried a sense of exhaustion from excessive indulgence.

The fact that he and Lao Yang, both first-level "manipulators," were able to hold out for so long is largely due to their efforts.

Yin Yinan said bitterly, "It's better that he's dead. I still want to go down there and ask that bastard Wei Tian what he meant. How dare he covet my mother, and then he just died without saying a word. Who needs his help? What a presumptuous bastard..."

As she spoke, the woman's eyes welled up with tears.

"Wei Tian likes you, he's liked you for a long time."

Fatty Ke chuckled.

Then it aggravated the wound on my shoulder, making me wince in pain.

He was ambushed by a hunter, and his entire collarbone was pierced, leaving a ten-centimeter-long penetrating wound. If Jiang Rong hadn't come to his rescue in time, he would have been disemboweled by now.

A clicking sound came from the side as a sixteen or seventeen-year-old red-haired boy threw the gun away viciously, pulled out his ice axe from his waist, and was about to jump out of the window when Li Xinlong, whose face was ashen, grabbed him back.

"Brother Rong, don't pull me! I'm going to fight these beasts!"

The kid is like a firecracker, his eyes are already bloodshot.

"bomb!"

Fatty Ke yelled, and the kid seemed to suddenly wake up.

As the horde of corpses drew ever closer in the distance, he collapsed to the ground, his eyes glazed over as if he had lost his soul.

The sound of empty barrels increasing all around was accompanied by futile shouts of "bullets!" but the entire hotel corridor remained silent, with only the clear gunshots still echoing from the rooftop.

They fought from morning till afternoon, and they were out of ammunition and food. The energy in the body of every evolved being was squeezed to the limit.

"Brother Rong, is there really a rescue?"

The oldest man, Old Yang, suddenly asked.

Yes! There definitely is!

Pang Ke answered before Li Xinlong could.

Everyone looked at him in surprise, only to see a sly glint in Pang Ke's round, chubby face. "Didn't you notice what Aunt Rong was wearing? It's the same clothes Zhang Yi and the others were wearing when they came!"

"An armed train?" General Nan shook his head, his purple hair glowing faintly in the setting sun. "Distant water can't quench immediate thirst."

A second-tier jumper eagerly leaped over, his long shadow casting a somber shadow over everyone's faces.

The golden light vanished.

Blue Mango took over.

Everyone looked up in astonishment, only to see a dark blue light streak across the two-kilometer-long sky, suddenly piercing through the jumpers in the sky.

Everyone, including Li Xinlong, was peering out the window.

"Go down!"

A low, rumbling roar suddenly echoed from the hotel rooftop.

Just as everyone was wondering what was going on, a terrifying metal shield, two meters wide and as thick as a palm, slammed into the jumper from mid-air.

The latter fell like a streak of stars, the shield arriving first and catching up with the jumper in front, once again unleashing a thunderous explosion. The two crashed into the horde of corpses, a violent shockwave sweeping through, blood gushing out from under the shield like rain.

Only then did everyone realize that a figure was crouching on the shield. The gray-green trench coat was stretched taut by the bulging muscles, and the sound of his breathing dispersed the blood mist. The fierce and ruthless aura made everyone's hearts tremble.

"My grass!"

"Is this even human?!"

Fatty Ke let out a gasp.

Looking at the two level-two butchers around him, each five or six meters tall, Liang Kuan stood up calmly.

He twisted the thick neck, and with a cracking sound, he made a fierce move!

At the same time, countless fireballs appeared out of thin air, wandering freely in the horde of zombies. Moments later, tens of thousands of zombies ignited into raging flames, converging into a fire dragon that charged madly toward the second-tier zombies at the edge.

Suddenly, everyone felt a tremor beneath their feet. The metal window frames they were leaning on flew out of thin air and were then kneaded into a massive barrier by a tremendous force. To everyone's astonishment, a barrier three meters thick and ten meters high rose from all around Dawn Square, blocking all the roads leading to the square and turning it into an iron arena.

At the very top of the fortress stood a figure resembling a blind black bear, with a vehicle-mounted anti-aircraft gun slung under his arm, a footrest on his feet, and a windproof lighter in his hand to light the cigar in his mouth.

"Click, click, click..."

For some reason, even though they were quite far away, everyone could hear him pressing the lighter.

It took three tries to light it, making Li Xinlong and the others anxious.

He Jie took a deep breath, the thick smoke was blown away by the strong wind, glanced at the Black Star group huddled in the hotel, pointed his thick finger downwards, encompassing the entire Dawn Square, or rather the entire Zhijin City, and grinned contemptuously.

"This is the hunting ground for armed trains!"

(End of this chapter)