Armed Train in the Apocalypse

Chapter 118: Chapter 110: Perfect Coordination!

Su Huan tore off the light women’s underwear from his face, pale as he crawled out from the pile of goods.

Because of the massive energy consumption in a short time, his body showed some signs of weakness.

”Damn! I thought you were dead!”

He Jie roared from not far away.

A ten-minute battle, each time hovering on the edge of life and death, completely stimulated this man’s nature. Forget about restraint and modesty, they all went to hell.

As ferocious and wild as a raging brown bear!

The group had no room to maneuver, surrounded by zombies on the edge, and the Slaughterer was hidden among them, ready to launch a deadly strike at any moment.

”Why are you yelling? I’m not dead yet. Looks like you’re trying to take over!”

Su Huan flicked the corners of his mouth, a certain crazed factor jumping in his eyes.

”You’re about to croak and you can still smile. If you die, I’m going to fucking turn around and run!”

”Can you outrun that thing?”

He Jie looked at the tier-two Slaughterer he had suppressed behind cover with a heavy machine gun, face dark. This creature could use the terrain to dodge bullets, clearly not lacking in intelligence.

Unless Su Huan stayed here to hold it off with his life, he couldn’t even run the hell out!

The Power Supplier has a last resort move, which is self-detonation.

But he was one hundred percent sure that if he dared to turn around, or even glanced back, this bastard joking with him one moment would drag him to hell the next!

”Damn, I should never have believed your bullshit from the start!”

Sweat ran down his temples, rebounding before it even hit his skin due to the vibrations of the heavy machine gun.

Su Huan’s voice came from behind, speaking easily, ”How long can you hold?”

He Jie squeezed a furious curse through his teeth, ”Hell if I know!”

”Half a minute!”

”Can we turn the tables?!”

”Don’t know.”

”Ten seconds! Only ten seconds!”

”Tsk, okay then.”

Su Huan scoffed lightly, sat up, adjusted the chaotic energy at his heart, and began extending a high-intensity compressed lightning spear in his hand.

He Jie, firing the glowing machine gun to suppress a horde of regular zombies, yelled, ”Rookie, bring me your light machine gun!”

The brother sneaking behind the zombies with a gun jumped up and ran toward them.

The Boss and Lao Er immediately provided cover, ignoring the zombies pouncing from the side, dashed toward He Jie.

Feeling the hot air rushing past their ears, the three felt their blood boil with excitement.

The heavy machine gun carved a lethal line beside them; any zombie crossing it got accurately picked off by He Jie.

Soon, the light machine gun was in He Jie’s hands.

He Jie took the two guns, one light, one heavy, with hands as steady as a rock.

Two lines of fire, one fast and one slow, shot from the muzzles like a conductor’s baton, with He Jie as the maestro.

Skillfully controlling two machine guns with completely different rhythms to suppress the zombie horde.

Suddenly, he jerked his left knee upward, his left hand quickly swept across the gun body, whipped his neck, and the prepared ammo chain precisely chambered. Firing again as the machine gun fell.

”Bang-Bang-Bang——”

The sound of a woodpecker pecking at the tree echoed again.

The light machine gun in his right hand didn’t shake from start to finish, the muzzle’s fire as steady as if drawn on.

Old San watched this scene, stunned.

”Give me two cigarettes.”

He Jie shouted.

Old San quickly pulled out his cigarettes, froze for a second, ”No lighter.”

”No lighter?” He Jie’s mouth twitched, about to cuss.

Old San reacted quickly, rubbed a cigarette on the red-hot gun barrel, igniting it, and respectfully stuck it into He Jie’s mouth.

”Two! What, you leaving the other one for my grave?”

Old San hurriedly shoved the other one in too.

He Jie took a hard drag, and the two ember dots climbed to his mouth like accelerated engines.

His squinted eyes perfectly reflected the Slaughterer’s charging silhouette.

”Rookie, watch this, this is what Firepower Hand is about!”

Spitting out the two butts, the fiery lines from the two machine guns crazily shredded toward that towering figure.

Even under dual lock-in, the tier-two Slaughterer couldn’t fully avoid the bullets.

The carcass armor was pierced in an instant.

Bone chips flew, blood splattered.

Yet the figure did not hesitate, directly charging at the conveyor where the group stood.

Just then, the two machine gun ammo chains were completely spent, and the Slaughterer had already leaped onto the nearby shelf.

Only seven or eight seconds had passed.

”I told you ten seconds, and ten seconds it is!”

A fierce light flashed in He Jie’s eyes, tossing aside the machine gun, swinging his thick thigh into a neighboring metal shelf.

The tactical fabric around his thigh tightened instantly as muscle swelled.

”Boom!”

The shelf bent, collapsing to the ground, and the Slaughterer let out an unwilling roar, swinging a bone whip, flinging the fierce man away.

Not knowing which cargo pile he crashed into.

And Su Huan’s spear had been ready all along!

In an instant, the entire space lit up as if a flashbang detonated inside the logistics center.

The blue-white spear appeared above the Slaughterer’s head, numerous currents spreading from the contact point instantaneously, like a spider web, encasing it in space, with each strand acting like a shackle, anchoring the Slaughterer.

”Roar——”

The Slaughterer let out a painful screech, its black head almost bursting from its chest.

”Now is the time, finish it with the rocket launcher!”

The brothers’ long withheld rocket launcher finally came into play.

The explosive boom instantly robbed everyone of their hearing, the sound reverberating in the enclosed environment for a long time.

It took quite a while to fade.

Su Huan squinted his eyes.

With an lv2 sense range just five meters, reluctantly facing reality, he sensed from this that the bastard was still alive.

Yet his energy was already down to twenty percent.

Due to overall lack of energy, output strength would also decrease.

Now he could only deliver one shot.

Silently picking up the railgun, Su Huan found the most energy-conserving shooting stance.

”Heh heh...”

The dust settled, the Slaughterer, missing a leg and most of its body, propped itself up with a bone blade.

Its carcass armor was in shreds, squeezing out large streams of blood from bullet holes with each move.

The Slaughterer opened its double shoulders, its scarlet eyes locked onto Su Huan, hopping on one leg in their direction.

The surviving zombies around also rushed over, howling.

”Boom!”

A sudden explosion erupted from its only remaining leg.

The Slaughterer was also blown, flipping to the ground.

”Bang bang bang——”

Accurate, rhythmic gunfire resounded steadily.

Every zombie approaching Su Huan had its head blown off.

Standing in the center, Su Huan hadn’t figured out what happened, just hearing the clear, dense gunfire from both sides of the warehouse.