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That means previous concerns that the use of firearms could harm other nearby food warehouses are overblown.
"In this way, there is nothing to hesitate." The corner of Chen Feng's mouth raised an arc.
The corpses of the zombies were piled up into a hill, and they chopped off dozens of corpses one after another. Chen Feng forced his way in the direction of his target, and finally rushed into an ammunition depot after several twists and turns.
I saw all kinds of guns and weapons stored here.
As far as the eye can see, pistols, assault rifles, semi-automatic rifles, submachine guns, sniper rifles, shotguns... can be said to be everything.
What makes Chen Feng even more secretly happy is that there are heavy weapons such as Vulcan cannons and Gatling machine guns here!
There are even RPG rocket launchers, high-explosive grenades, C4 explosives, flamethrowers and other weapons of mass destruction!
Chen Feng immediately decided to use the ammunition depot he was in as a base to start a crazy massacre of the huge army of zombies in this military base!
"Wow—"
Just thinking about it, the barrier that Chen Feng set up at the entrance of the arsenal suddenly collapsed.
"Wow quack quack quack—"
Countless hideous zombies poured in with overwhelming momentum.
During the crowded process, some zombies were even crushed by their crazy companions, leaving bloody blood on the spot!
It makes people's scalp tingle!
Chen Feng didn't say a word, and directly sacrificed the Vulcan cannon and the Gatling machine gun.
The Gatling machine gun is a manual multi-barreled rotary machine gun with a high rate of fire and high power, and the way the barrels work alternately enables it to maintain better continuous firepower.
The Vulcan machine gun is different from the machine gun. It uses a small 4 cm caliber heavy uranium shell. After firing, it can rub and burn with the air, and it is hard.
Due to the Vulcan machine gun's rotating wheel structure, the size of the shell does not affect the rate of fire, and its flexibility and maneuverability are not high, but the lethality of fixed-point shooting is even more exaggerated than Gatling!
In fact, compared to the slightly useless rifles and submachine guns, these two heavy firearms are the sharpest weapons for killing zombies. They were also frequent visitors on the screen in other zombie movies that Chen Feng had watched in his previous life.
However, these two weapons are basically only seen in wars or such military bases with a certain scale and always in a state of readiness.
Not to mention the original Unit 631, even the self-proclaimed supernatural businessman Joe who commanded Chen Feng and the others to come to the peninsula failed to obtain such heavy weapons on the black market in Hong Kong City.
In this case, there is an advantage to using firearms.
That is, as long as the Vulcan Cannon and Gatling are connected to the battery and the bullet box, then Chen Feng only needs to consume his mental power and mobilize his mental power to pull the trigger.
In terms of difficulty of operation, it is far lower than the sword net composed of ten military daggers!
"Kill ah ah ah!"
Chen Feng suddenly opened his eyes wide with anger, roared loudly, and the veins on his forehead popped up.
"Da da da da-"
The barrels of ten Gatling's six-row machine guns began to rotate violently, and bullets rained out like raindrops against the rushing zombies!
The gate of the entire arsenal suddenly burst into flames, and the smell of gunpowder was everywhere. Wherever the roaring barrage passed, zombies fell down in unison.
The hideous and ugly body was instantly smashed into a sieve, stumps and broken arms flew horizontally, and blood splattered everywhere.
At the same time, a number in Chen Feng's task list also soared rapidly.
"Main task: The team has eliminated at least 500 zombies (8727/500)!"
"Main task: The team has eliminated at least 500 zombies (8728/500)!"
......
"Main task: The team has eliminated at least 500 zombies (23462/500)!"
Chen Feng tried his best to mobilize the negative emotions in his heart, and tried his best to maintain the operation of the supernatural power.
His bloodshot eyeballs popped up, his face suddenly looked ferocious like a ghost, and his back was already dripping with sweat.
Ten tongues of flame shot out, and after the continuous muffled sound, the zombies burst open one by one.
......
"Main task: The team has eliminated at least 500 zombies (40432/500)!"
In just a few minutes, Chen Feng punched all the Gatling bullet boxes abruptly, killing more than [-] zombies in total!
A full forty thousand! !
Rows of gun barrels are all bright red when they are turned off and stop rotating. The surface of the entire gun body is as hot as lava, and it has been completely scrapped.
In exchange, the corpses outside the arsenal were piled up like a mountain, surrounded by blood and putrefaction all over the ground, and the stench was overwhelming.
The sight is comparable to Shura Purgatory!
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After Gatling's ammunition was all emptied, Chen Feng didn't intend to let it go.
At this time, the entire wall where the gate of the arsenal was located had been blasted away, but it was immediately completely blocked by the dark hill of zombie corpses, and the zombies outside could not enter the interior at all.
Fortunately, Chen Feng went directly to the roof of the arsenal, set up eight Vulcan cannons, and began to bombard the hordes of zombies below who were excitedly creaking when they heard the gunshots.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
"Bang bang bang bang-"
The sound of the Vulcan cannon was like thunder, and a black tide surged underneath, which turned into blood mist and smoke under the saturated firepower.
However, the one after another falling of the companions did not have any deterrent effect on the other zombies who heard the sound, and they couldn't hold back their strong desire for the unique breath of human beings.
In the Markit barracks, the zombie groups in every corner in the distance were enraged and attracted, and gathered outside this arsenal for a while, densely packed and endless.
Every time a zombie fell, three new ones rushed up.
All of them had ferocious faces, with disgusting blood stains on their faces, and only the hatred for the living and the desire for flesh and blood remained in the pupils occupied by the whites of their eyes, roaring to be surrounded by the General's Arsenal in all directions.
"Roar quack ah ah!"