Travel through the Qing Dynasty and become emperor

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Cowboys is Denver's code name for Castine, and Lance immediately turns and runs toward them.Denver was already lying on the ground, twitching all over his body, and his whole body began to slowly turn black.

Scott and Victor worked together to support Denver's upper back. Scott opened his hands and opened Denver's eyelids, looked at him, and then squeezed his mouth to look at him. No judgment can be made.

"What's going on?" Anxious Lance couldn't wait for Scott to give a detailed explanation.

Scott shook his head and said, "Slower heart rate, lower blood pressure, we need professional equipment, more professional doctors. Oh, what the hell, what is this?" Scott saw a thick black stream coming from Denver's sleeve. Thick liquid, asked in surprise.

His words attracted everyone's attention. Lance didn't dare to touch the liquid directly. He pulled out the saber and filtered it a little. There was no trace left on the handle, but it slowly solidified like a paste.

"Has your man been bitten?" Taberson from behind suddenly came over and asked.

Out of professionalism, when Lance looked back, he first set his sights on the opponent's weapon.Obviously, the safety on the police MP5 has been opened, and the opponent's index finger is also placed under the trigger, and the shooting is just a matter of lifting the finger.

"It is true, but the doctor accompanying the army injected him with virus antibodies. We are not sure whether the antibodies are really effective. It seems that the situation is very bad." Lance cut Denver's sleeve, and the black liquid flowed out from there. It seemed that the blood all over his body had turned black, which was very bad.

Denver has fallen into a severe coma. As Scott said, he may be in hemorrhagic shock and may need surgery to exchange blood. The problem is that they can't do anything now.

The more terrifying thing came, Lance accidentally found that the hair on Denver's hands was falling off, and the skin became very thin-he just touched it lightly, and the skin on the opponent's wrist was peeled off.

"Sir, he's dead," Scott Hui reported.

The house fell silent.

"Sir, I found a moving target 200 meters ahead, it's a zombie." Kun, who was in charge of the observation, suddenly reported a message.

Lance stood up hurriedly, looked outside, and then immediately said: "Aaron, you lead the civilians to retreat from the underground tunnel first, Taberson, you lead your people to open the way for them, George, Aaron, Kun, You go upstairs and set up firepower, and the rest follow me."

"Wait," Taberson interrupted Lance, "the exit of the underground tunnel has been blown up, and I will take people out there in the evening."

"No, Taberson, there's another way, remember, we call it the yellow boa constrictor," Allen explained.

Taberson thought for a moment, then patted his head and said, "Oh, God, how did I forget that. Damn it, we stayed here all night for nothing."

"Okay, save the self-blame for later, guys, hurry up, they're coming in." Lance opened the safety on the MP5-N and whistled.

Roar of the Dragon Chapter [-] Monster

Lance put the butt of the gun under his armpit, stretched out his left hand and made a "121" gesture, and then walked out of the gate of the police station first, leaning his body on a burnt-out car hood, waiting for the zombies to come into range.On the flanks are Lucas and Victor, both of whom choose to shoot from a crouching position, and Scott at the back is responsible for the targets missed by his teammates.

The zombies are 150 meters away from them. It is not difficult to blow their heads at this distance, but if you want to shoot their heads, it depends on whether the weapon is flexible enough.

Lance felt a breeze blowing from the left, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a black figure, it was Taberson.He complained: "Hey, what are you doing here, you should lead the survivors out of here as soon as possible, we can't hold on for long."

"Of course you can't hold on for long, but do you know the route of retreat?" Taberson said, making Lance scream inwardly. He has a detailed map of Washington, but it doesn't show the sewer line on it, and he is not professional. People lead, maybe they will scurry around like the rats down there.

"Attention the rifle unit, listen to my order, get ready, fire! Fire!" When the zombies entered within 80 meters, Lance finally gave the order, and more than ten rifles and submachine guns began to fire bullets at the same time.

Looking at the knocked down zombies one by one, Lance didn't feel any excitement in his heart.In order to dispatch the police quickly, the police station usually has an open asphalt road on the periphery, and now they will also face zombies from all directions.

Within 80 meters, no matter whether it is a submachine gun or a rifle, it can hit a hundred shots. Only Lucas on the side is far behind. The zombies from his angle have already rushed within 50 meters. "Damn it!" Lucas simply dropped the M4A1, pulled out the M9 pistol and shot at the zombie, which also resulted in a headshot.

"Firearm failure!" The MP5-N used by Lance had a jamming problem under continuous firing. Fortunately, he had a spare M16A2.

Lance lowered the body of the gun and aimed the sight at the throat of the zombies. Hitting here can also make them move, and the bullets can also penetrate multiple targets.

"Cover me." Lance patted Ford on the shoulder, then bowed and ran to Lucas' side.

Lucas then readjusted his shooting state and tapped the trigger rhythmically. The SS109 bullet accurately drilled into the zombie's head at an extremely fast muzzle velocity. It drilled out from the back of the head, and then got into the forehead of the zombie behind.

"Well done, Lucas, this year's top sharpshooter of the Delta Force is yours." Lance praised, but the smile on his face froze quickly, and the zombies were almost cleaned up in front of them. At that time, a large number of zombies flooded in from afar.

"Damn it!" Lance cursed in a very unmannered manner, then turned his head and said to everyone: "Retreat, retreat." The people behind were not blind, so they naturally realized that the situation was wrong. After hearing Lance's order, everyone began to panic Order retreated into the police station, then re-established its position by relying on the windows.

"George, check to see if Sergeant Allen has evacuated safely." Because there is no communicator, Lance has to rely on shouting to transmit orders.

"Understood, sir." George accepted the order very simply.

Assault rifles have a long range, and Lance doesn't care about "close range to ensure accuracy", and directly uses the M16A2 to start firing. His accuracy is poor at a distance of 400 meters. Only three of the ten bullets can hit the head of the zombie. There is an obstacle blocking the line of sight is a factor, and the gun itself is also a problem. The most important thing is to be able to shoot at close range. head shot.The gun has recoil. When your previous bullet hits the target, you must readjust your state in the shortest possible time, and then kill your target one after another. In addition to controlling time and strength, it also requires a lot of mental strength, and Keep breathing even.

After this, Lance's breathing became a little short. He had to put away his gun and lean his back against the wall to breathe in oxygen to make up for the damage to his brain just now.Lucas on one side was much luckier. The Ghost 3 team itself was used as a fire support team. They all used M4A1 rifles, which were more than one level higher than M16A2 in terms of power and accuracy.

After Lance recovered almost, he joined the battle group again. At this time, George Mishin also returned.

"Sir, they have all evacuated into the underground tunnel, Private First Class Lang Fang is waiting for us there." George Hui reported.

"Fine, man! Now, let's get out of here, move, move, move," Lance said loudly.

The entrance of the underground passage is located in the southeast corner of the parking lot of the police station, and there is an open space behind it.

Seeing the exhausted Lance and his party, Lang Fang immediately stood at attention and saluted, and said, "Sir, Sergeant Allen and the others have all gone down."

Lance reluctantly returned the salute. In fact, he felt that saluting was superfluous now?

It's past five o'clock now, and it's summer in Washington, so the dawn is extraordinarily early, and they don't need to rely on the tactical spotlights on the barrels or the still dim street lights to support the lighting.

"Sir, Denver is awake." Victor put his hands on the window sill and shouted towards the parking lot. Langston, who was extremely exhausted, broke out in a cold sweat, and he didn't even know when the gun in his hand fell to the ground. .Lance's reaction was extremely quick. Before his eyes could clearly see the monster's appearance, the USP .[-] bomb in his hand had already been fired.

The monster was hit back again and again by the powerful bullets, and Lance finally saw its appearance clearly: it was more than 2.2 meters tall and weighed about 400 pounds. The whole body felt extremely bloated, especially its right hand, it was almost About the size of Lance's waist.There are some cloth strips hanging all over its body. From the material point of view, it is indeed a black combat uniform. It seems that he was transformed from Denver?

Everyone was full of doubts, and they took two steps back unconsciously. The 9mm bullet shot into its flesh as if it was shot into water. Apart from leaving four holes in its body, it did not cause substantial damage.

"What is that, hell!" It was Lucas who spoke. He opened the safety of the M4A1 and fired a few bullets, but it also had no effect.

Regarding bullets, the monster is very careless, its eyes have completely degenerated, one of them has become a slit, and the other is bulging like a light bulb, but it has no pupils, and its nose and ears exist in the form of holes.At this moment, the monster was looking at everyone with puzzled eyes, as if he didn't understand why he was attacked.

Lance and the others looked at each other. Out of fear, they didn't attack immediately. They made eye contact with the monster and had deep communication.Not long after, Lance heard a few footsteps, and then the man who came in yelled 'Wow', and then he started shooting with his MP5.

Things turned around from this. After a few shots, the monster raised its right arm to block the remaining bullets, then spread its arms and roared at them.Its sound is very loud, estimated to be more than 100 decibels, basically comparable to Boeing 747.Lance felt the pain in his eardrums, and he already had a premonition that something was wrong.

The monster's teeth are a bit like piranhas, very thin, sharp, and dense. The muscles of its whole body are swollen, and the tendons all over the body are very developed. Somewhere on its right arm is beating like a heart.

The police station hall has an area of ​​[-] square meters. In order to create a shelter, Ford and his men piled up many wooden tables here. Bullet holes can be seen everywhere, and there are rows of holes in the walls.Lance turned around and yelled, "Shoot it in the head!"

Although the others hadn't fully reacted yet, they subconsciously pulled the trigger when they heard someone issue an order. Seven rifles began to shoot at him. Bullets flew around the room, and the scene was in chaos.

"Stop shooting! Stop shooting!" Lance yelled, raising his fist.

"Stop shooting!" The others confirmed the order.

"Cover me!" Lance raised his pistol and stood up slowly. The chaos just now filled the hallway with smoke. He wanted to go over to confirm whether the monster was dead.In the hall, the only sounds were the panting of the crowd and the rustling of Lance's black rubber-soled shoes stepping on the sawdust. He was also extremely nervous, and carefully walked around the fallen chair in front of him, and then poked his head over.

"Damn!"

Lance only saw a black object hitting him at such a speed that no one could dodge it. After leaving a complaint, he flew out in a parabola, and his entire body hit the wall behind him.

"Lance!" Lucas glanced back, and then pulled the trigger again, but the bullet hit the monster's body and had no effect at all. It was still running mightily like everyone.A policeman on the left was caught by its left arm, and its right arm smashed him into meatloaf like a jackhammer.

It was daylight, and the true face of the monster was finally revealed.