kvmb Chapter 258 Hunting (3)
Chapter 258 Hunting (3)
The feeling of weakness from his lungs gradually brought Chris's thoughts to a standstill. As a zombie, he could not feel intense pain, only the sense of incompleteness brought by his organs and limbs.
However, no matter how strong the physique of a corpse is, it cannot escape the category of "human". The brain has lost sufficient blood oxygen supply and is slowly "crashing".
When his brain reboots, Chris will no longer be himself.
Now he relied on his instincts and continued to run, getting closer to the pickup truck in the distance.
Bullets flew from behind, occasionally scratching Chris' body, taking away skin and small pieces of flesh.
"I can't give up. There is hope only when I'm alive..."
This was the only clear thought in Chris's mind.
Finally, Chris rushed to the truck. The old pickup truck was hidden in a bush. Chris jumped and disappeared into the bushes.
Bang Bang Bang!
The ghost who had caught up with them opened fire without hesitation, quickly aiming at the bushes in the dark and emptying the magazine. The bullets hit the hidden pickup truck, making a sound of penetrating thin iron sheet.
The ghost realized something was wrong and immediately slowed down his approach. He relied on the surrounding trees and continued to approach the bushes.
The gunshot echoed in the woods for a moment, and when the surrounding environment became completely quiet, Ghost heard a strange chewing sound.
Crunch...
The target is eating to recover! Ghost knew the characteristics of the zombies very well and made a judgment immediately.
He pulled out a high-explosive grenade from the magazine, pulled out the safety pin and threw it into the bushes. The situation was becoming increasingly difficult to control, and Ghost considered it and decided not to hold back.
Just two seconds after the round black shadow fell into the bushes, a tall black shadow suddenly jumped out, and the next moment, a ball of fire exploded in the dark bushes!
Boom boom! ! !
The explosion of the fragmentation grenade ignited the fuel tank of the old pickup truck. A ball of fire ignited, and with the help of the firelight, Ghost saw Chris rushing towards him and decisively shot at Chris's head!
Bang bang bang bang bang! ! !
Buzz! ! !
Some of the bullets hit Chris's upper body and head, but made metallic sounds after ricocheting.
There was a fierce light flashing in Chris's eyes, and his huge palm was like a palm-leaf fan, grabbing the ghost that was close at hand, as if he wanted to refine it in an instant.
The blocking force of the bullet had no effect on Chris's movements. The zombie's thick thighs were almost twice as big as those of a normal adult, and his powerful movement ability ignored the blocking force of any small-caliber bullet!
The ghost chose to hide behind a tree trunk. In the firelight after the pickup truck exploded, he saw the changes in Chris.
This monster had put on a thick steel vest and helmet at some point, and bullets had no effect on him!
"You're smarter than I thought."
A violent gust of wind brushed past the ghost, and the sharp nails of the zombie left several grooves on the tree trunk, but the ghost still had the energy to evaluate Chris's actions.
Chris didn't say anything, but just kept rushing towards the ghost. He no longer had any weaknesses or worries, and the ghost's bullets could not do anything to him.
With his violent movement speed, Chris had already gotten completely close to Ghost. Even though a large number of small-caliber bullets could shoot through the steel vest on his body, Ghost had no chance to raise his gun and shoot.
The ghost remained silent, and didn't even have any thought of fighting back. He knew that he couldn't reveal any flaws at the moment. Even if he took out a dagger to attack Chris's limbs, it would be just a drop in the bucket against the zombie's powerful physique.
Chris kept punching and kicking, and the advantages of his long arms and legs were fully demonstrated in close combat!
Several violent gusts of wind passed by the ghost, and the ghost could only try to dodge them. However, the hardware conditions of the two sides were too different, and soon he suffered a heavy blow! !
The corpse-like thigh, which was thicker than a log, kicked out, and the iron-hard calf swept across the upper body of the ghost, instantly smashing the ghost away like a broken rag doll! !
Bang bang! ! !
The ghost flew backwards several meters in the air, fell to the ground and rolled several times. All the disadvantages were instantly brought to the ghost's side!
"I'm sorry! But you have to die!!"
Chris saw the ghost lying on the ground in a brief state of stiffness, and he knew that he was going to win, and this victory would eventually belong to him.
In order to stay alive, Chris must kill all the soldiers in front of him, even if they may be his compatriots in the former army!
He is no longer a human being. He knows the nature of the government very well. If an outlier like him surrenders, he will only become material for the laboratory!
Looking at Chris roaring and rushing towards him, without a trace of blood-red ghost in his sight, he quickly pulled out the pistol from his waist, and shot Chris in the face continuously while lying on the ground! !
Bang bang bang! !
The ghost found a way to break the fatal attack. Chris felt a foreign body on his face and his facial bones made a shattering sound. He immediately covered his face with both hands in mid-air. This was the only protective shortcoming of the iron helmet.
Chris lost his balance and fell to the ground, rolling on the ground holding his head. Ghost immediately took the opportunity to stand up, picked up the Bushmaster ACR, and fired wildly at the back of Chris's head!
Bang bang bang bang bang bang! !
Each bullet seemed to have its own consciousness, and it pierced the steel helmet with holes. No matter how tough the steel was, it shattered into large pieces, revealing the back of Chris's head with the bullet embedded in it.
This weird scene made the ghost unable to help but grit his teeth. The vitality and defense of the zombies were too strong, and their heads had not been shot into a sieve!
Just when Ghost was about to fire another shot, Chris, who had fallen to the ground, covered his head with one hand and raised the other hand behind him.
"Don't shoot! I surrender!!" Chris roared unwillingly.
As long as he survives, as long as he survives! He will definitely find a way out. Chris doesn't want to die here.
Seeing the tall corpse in front of him kneeling on the ground and waving his hands in surrender, the ghost did not relax his vigilance at all, but said calmly:
"Stay like this and don't move."
Ghost's gun was still pointed at Chris. His steel helmet was half broken, and the psoriasis on his head was also weakened a lot. The most important thing was that Chris's skull was shattered and could no longer provide the last defense for his brain.
Ghost contacted his teammates who were coming to support him, while monitoring Chris's every move.
"Captain Qian, the target has surrendered, I need assistance."
"Roger that. Keep it under control."
The woods where a battle had just taken place were now completely silent, with only the crackling sound of the burning bushes nearby.
The blazing fire illuminated Ghost and Chris, one the winner and the other the loser, standing still in different postures, but both sides seemed to be making the final game.
It is impossible for the ghost to capture a zombie alone. The zombies are extremely powerful. Without the support of gun firepower, it is impossible for the ghost to defeat a zombie who is two or three meters tall in close combat.
Chris is not one of those short, slightly alienated "dwarf zombies" from the Newnan cult of the past.
"What are you waiting for? You can take me away."
Chris, who was kneeling on the ground and motionless with his back facing the ghost, made a puzzled sound.
"I know what you're thinking. Don't try it. There will be a strap-on you'll like later."
Under the mask, the ghost couldn't help but grin. Even at this critical juncture, the zombie was still trying to break through.
Go alone to tie up a corpse with all its limbs intact? Even if the ghost is skilled and daring, he would not do such a stupid thing.