"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!"
The dense sound of gunfire rang out like raindrops. Many people who had nowhere to hide raised their guns in panic and fired wildly in the direction of the third floor. They had only one idea: fight back! They couldn't let them throw grenades anymore.
For a moment, the firepower intertwined into a barrage of bullets, forming a powerful fire suppression, which accidentally caused Chen Bufan and others to retract their heads and unable to throw grenades again.
"Wang...Manager Wang...what should we do?" The person who was hiding next to Wang Miao looked as pale as paper and asked in a trembling voice.
"Devils! They are devils! Devils!" However, Wang Miao was already frightened out of his wits at this time. He had completely lost the ability to think and kept repeating this sentence unconsciously, as if he had fallen into a state of madness.
"Pa~" Suddenly, a crisp slap sounded, and Wang Miao's cheek became red and swollen instantly.
This slap brought him back to his senses from his fear, but he still stared blankly at the man who hit him, and said in disbelief: "You dare to hit me?"
"I didn't hit you! What should I do now? Charge forward?" said the man holding the gun with an innocent look on his face.
“Didn’t…didn’t fight? What should we do? Run…run! We can’t win…” Wang Miao’s face was filled with fear, he looked around in panic, and kept repeating discouraging words.
"Run? Manager Wang, we have so many people and so many guns. Even if some people die in the ambush, we still have more than 300 people, while the other side only has 50 people! How can we explain to the city lord if we don't fight!"
The man holding the gun had contempt and disdain in his eyes as he looked Wang Miao up and down.
He secretly mocked himself in his heart: "It's ridiculous that such a weak scholar can only rely on his mouth to flatter others to become a manager. Such a person has no ability at all. Sooner or later, the dungeon will be destroyed by such a person."
"City Lord..., you're right, we must kill all these people! Everyone, come together! Cheer up! The City Lord is still waiting for news of our victory! They have fewer people than us, so the advantage is on me!"
Wang Miao thought of Li Haotian and noticed the contemptuous look from the man. His face instantly darkened and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He quickly bent down to pick up the pistol on the ground, loaded it skillfully, and then continued to urge everyone to join the battle.
"Bang bang bang!"
Wang Miao watched the man turn around and go upstairs, and without hesitation fired three shots in succession, accurately hitting the man in the back.
"what!!"
The man turned his head in astonishment, staring at Wang Miao in disbelief, muttering, "You...you actually..."
He gritted his teeth and tried to raise the gun in his hand to fight back, but he only raised it a little bit.
"boom!"
Wang Miao fired another shot at the man's head, and as he watched the man fall to the ground, a look of extreme satisfaction flashed across his face.
"I am the city lord's man. I wonder who dares to move!"
Wang Miao pointed the gun at the people around him, staring at them fiercely with wide eyes, scaring them so much that they looked at him in panic.
"What the hell are you all standing there for? Hurry up and attack them while they are suppressed by firepower!"
Wang Miao frowned and shouted fiercely, "Hurry up!"
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
The younger brothers raised their guns and strode towards the third floor.
When they passed the second floor, they kicked those people who were lying on the ground with their ears covered, reminding them to get up and attack. There were so many of them that they had to line up to go up the stairs.
"Humph!"
"Pooh!"
Wang Miao looked at the dead man and snorted coldly. After taking the rifle and magazine from him, he spat in his face.
"If I can't cure outsiders, can I still cure you?"
While they were talking, only a minute had passed since the grenade exploded.
Those people who had nowhere to hide were still shooting fiercely at the third floor in panic. The guns in their hands were not equipped with silencers and the shooting sounds were very loud.
Coupled with the loud noise caused by the previous grenade explosion, the zombies that had not been cleared on the seventh floor and above followed the sound and gathered at the fence.
There were so many zombies and they were extremely powerful that the fence soon couldn't withstand such a strong force and broke apart.
Then, these zombies fell from the seventh, eighth, and ninth floors like dumplings.
The zombies walked down one after another, the scene was both terrifying and spectacular.
Some zombies hit the ground with their heads first, their brains smashed like watermelons, and they died on the spot. The following zombies fell on the corpses in front of them. Although they suffered fractures, they had no sense of pain, so it did not affect their continued movement.
These zombies crawled towards the crowd step by step.
"Ah! The zombies are falling! Shoot them!"
"Hurry up! Kill these zombies first! We must not let them bite us!"
"Bang bang bang!"
"Clap clap clap!"
The people below who were originally panicking and blindly shooting at the third floor heard the sound of zombies falling, and turned their attention to the zombies climbing towards them.
At this moment, they no longer cared about continuing to suppress the third floor. In their eyes, zombies were still very scary creatures, at least scarier than humans.
But they could not have imagined that a group of special forces could inflict much more damage on them than zombies, and much faster.
Chen Bufan and his soldiers felt that there was no longer any firepower suppressing them, so they automatically left people guarding the stairs on both sides. The remaining people, including Chen Bufan, quickly stood up and walked to the fence, aiming at the gunmen who were shooting at the zombies below and started a new round of massacre.
"piupiupiu!"
Chen Bufan and his men were all experienced shooters who had used more bullets than they had eaten rice. Their steady and accurate bursts of fire caused considerable losses to the shooters below in an instant.
Every shot is a headshot! Every shot is fatal!
"Ah! Upstairs!"
"Oh! Mom!"
Many gunmen fell to the ground after a spurt of blood from their heads, watching the people around them being shot in the head. The rest of them became even more panicked, shooting randomly with their guns, not knowing who to shoot.
They were already dizzy from the explosion, and now they were attacked from both sides. Suddenly, so many zombies fell down, and their morale dropped to the bottom in an instant. They no longer had the composure they had when they came.
Fortunately, they were well trained. Among the hundreds of people below, some recovered from their panic. They directed others to clean up the zombies that jumped down, while others shot at Chen Bufan and the others, covering the people climbing the stairs.
Chen Bufan and his companions were also human beings. It was not easy for them to just stand there and shoot at the stray bullets from so many guns. When they saw someone suppressing their fire, they hid inside so that the people downstairs could not see them, and then they concentrated on guarding the direction of the stairs, waiting for someone to climb them.
Chen Bufan let out a long breath of relief, his eyes rolled, and he thought of a trick. He took a few smoke bombs from the soldiers around him, fired them, and threw them downstairs.
"hey-hey…"
"Whether you look at the zombies or not, how should you deal with them?"