At this moment, Lu Chuan had a feeling of being beaten.

Fortunately, he was hiding in the distance, instead of following them, otherwise he wouldn't know how to die under this kind of firepower. In the face of anti-aircraft artillery flat fire, it is a joke that one's third-level genetic enhancement is oneself.

The armor of the armored car is like paper paste under this kind of strafing.

Zombie soldiers, they are immortal, but what? Under this kind of blow, which I don't know whether it should be called a cannon or a bullet, some even directly hit it in two.

With the light of the flares, Lu Chuan could clearly see the limbs flying sideways on the battlefield.

When you are bitten by a bullet, you will either be killed or injured.

This kind of firepower seems to be targeted, as soon as the other party comes up, it is a heavy firepower strike, obviously very familiar with the helmet mercenary, and also understands the characteristics of the helmet mercenary.

Under the crossfire from all directions, the lethality brought is huge.

One by one, the zombies fell silently, they had no speech system, they would not even have a miserable howl, it should be said that except for hitting the head, they would not feel pain in any unit that hit the body, so there was no scream.

Lu Chuan's eyes were cracked, and he felt even more frightened in his heart.

The reason for the panic lies in the secrecy shown by these zombie soldiers. The zombie soldiers who were beaten into two pieces, but still had arms, were still crawling towards each other on the ground according to the instructions.

Some of the zombie soldiers who had made a big blood hole in their chests did not fall, but still carried their weapons forward.

It's terrifying, they're not human at all now, they're more like demons.

If it weren't for this human skin, what difference would they have from demons? They are simply representations of immortality, abilities that should not appear in humans.

Lu Chuan dared to guarantee that this scene must have been seen by the enemies present.

Flares have evolved to the present day, with longer aerodynamic force and a brighter light source. Just one shot is enough to make this place daylight, not to mention that it is now several rounds rising, and when the others are ready to fall, there is a rise in the sky, and the light here has been maintained.

God knows what the secret of the helmet mercenary will be when it is leaked?

At this moment, Lu Chuan was a little scared.

When such a mysterious thing happens, and a war of this magnitude, it will definitely spread into the hands of all countries at that time. As long as they check carefully, they can't get rid of the relationship at all.

Yes, do not doubt the intelligence capabilities of countries that are getting serious.

"We can't let this secret get out." Lu Chuan clenched his fists.

Distance.

Nearly ten armored vehicles emerged from the darkness, strafing as they approached, constantly compressing the combat space of the helmeted mercenaries.

What made Lu Chuan feel even more frightened was that in the town, three tanks appeared.

It is certain that in order to set this trap, the other party has definitely paid the capital. This kind of firepower, this kind of equipment, everything seems to be premeditated.

It's not surprising to think that the commission was received by the helmet mercenary, and it was only necessary to monitor the helmet mercenary. Knowing that the helmet mercenaries were dispatched, they prepared in advance and mobilized a lot of heavy firepower, so it was natural to cause this scene.

The other party is not stupid, and it is impossible to go on like this forever.

"Boom!"

The other side not only went out with heavy firepower, but also went out with a large number of snipers, and every shot they fired represented a zombie soldier hit, or in the head, or in the chest.

The staggered firepower output is like harvesting wheat.

Xia Min was not stunned, it carried Bartley in its arms and shot at the spotlights in the town, and with each shot, one was extinguished. The spotlights that previously illuminated people's eyes were all extinguished in just a few seconds.

As the world's top gunner, Xia Min's combat effectiveness at this moment is terrifying.

After simply changing the magazine, Xia Min picked it up again and fired at an armored car that hit the head. In the roar, sparks flew from the armored car, but it stopped, and the shot shattered the driver's chest.

The muzzle of the gun moved slightly upwards, and it was another decisive shot.

One of the armed men operating the Vulcan cannon on the armored vehicle suddenly burst open, like a blood flower blooming.

"God, what do I see?"

Just as Xia Min returned the fire, a sniper let out a panicked cry because he had just shot a helmeted mercenary's chest, leaving a bowl-sized blood hole.

But the other party did not die, and continued to move forward with a gun, without even struggling.

This terrible scene made him feel bad.

It's more like what I'm facing now, a group of demons, demons that can't be killed.

As a mercenary after being discharged from the army, he still has a very strong quality, and another shot hit the shoulder of the helmet mercenary who did not fall, knocking off an arm. However, the other party just shook it for a while, and then moved on.

The unbelievable scene made his eyes widen in disbelief.

He knew how strong the sniper rifle was in his hand, and he could completely penetrate a car. Don't talk about people, even a car can be scrapped with a single shot, but the person in front of him, when his entire chest is shattered, can still move forward.

Not to mention death, not even a miserable howl, and no struggle caused by severe pain.

In contrast, the arm was knocked off by itself, and compared to the bloody hole in this chest, there is no comparison at all.

The sniper couldn't figure out what was going on, could it be that the other party's vitality was strong and he hadn't died immediately? But this is too exaggerated, the chest is broken, and the internal organs inside must have been shattered into pieces, how can you live?

It's not just this sniper who noticed the problem, but the other mercenaries and rebels also sense that something is wrong.

At this time, Lu Chuan also knew that it was wrong.

If this kind of manifestation really spreads, it will cause a great shock.

"Hit, fall."

The next moment, Lu Chuan gave an order.

From this point of view, Xia Min is still a little unqualified as the leader of this one, not because of its dereliction of duty, but because of its energy and flexibility, there is no way to be like a human being. Like now, it's supposed to make the zombies behave more like humans.

If it weren't for himself, Xia Min's combat method would definitely be a hard rush, rushing in front of the opponent with his immortal body, and then bombarding the opponent to kill.

In the face of small troops, or troops with insufficient firepower, Xia Min's tactics are naturally invincible.

But now, the number of the other party is unknown, and the heavy firepower is full, if you rush hard, you will find death. Like now, both armored vehicles and anti-aircraft guns are the focus of care, and in the first round of strikes, they are destroyed.

Under Lu Chuan's orders, the zombie soldiers who were hit one by one fell without hesitation.

Finally, in the eyes of some of the rebels, everything was back to normal, as if they were just dazzled and hallucinated before, after all, it was too unbelievable.

The zombie soldiers who fell one by one, in their eyes, must be dead.

Just kidding, the chest is shattered, penetrated, this is not dead, when you are God?

In a tall building in town.

Occam and the others all watched with binoculars.

"Good."

Watching the helmet-helmeted mercenaries fall one by one and be beaten terribly, they were all happy at this moment. Looking at the reactions of these people, it seems that they were stunned, and they couldn't even fight back.

One shot, the lethality brought by this kind of heavy firepower, will cripple the opponent.

This is war, this is the real battle.

The previous record of the helmet mercenaries was nothing at all, this was just a small group of rebels they encountered. Now it's different, with them in charge, the strength has increased several times.

Under this heavy firepower, the helmet mercenaries are more like a rabble.

"Mr. Occam, they're dead."

"Half an hour, half an hour to end the battle."

"Hmph, arrogance comes at a price."

"That's the price of eating alone."

A group of leaders, with a smile on their faces. 1.50 billion US dollars, all thinking about how much they will get, this battle is completely one-sided, and victory is certain.

This helmet mercenary army is also idiots, they don't even have reconnaissance, I really don't know how they survived until now.

"Gentlemen, the celebration will be talked about later, and now it is time to extinguish the other party and not give them a chance." Occam said, because he had a bad feeling in his heart.

Before, in the telescope, he saw several mysterious images that made him palpitate.

Although the helmeted mercenaries eventually died, Occam was unable to get rid of the influence. He couldn't understand why he could charge for a while when he was shot in the chest by a sniper, and he held out for two or three minutes before falling?

It's a bull, and this shot is enough to kill it instantly.

This helmet-clad mercenary army is a mystery.

"Occam is right."

The leaders all issued instructions through the communicator, asking their subordinates to surround each other. Regardless of whether the other party resists or not, carry out the killing plan.

In their eyes, the death of the little 500 people is not a big deal.

The ferocious firepower made the zombie soldiers in the helmet mercenary less and less, and they fell to the ground one by one. Many of them were mutilated, some had no heads, some had broken chests, and some of their intestines were exposed.

There are more zombie soldiers with missing arms and legs.

They were all lying on the ground, motionless, and everyone knew that they must be dead.

But there is one small detail that no one notices.

These are these dead zombie soldiers, they are down, but their hands and weapons are still in their hands. Maybe in the eyes of others, they are dead, but in Lu Chuan's eyes, they are not dead at all.

If the zombie is not damaged in the head, it is almost immortal, and these injuries are just a drizzle for the zombie.

In the last days, the rotten places on the zombies' bodies are more exaggerated than these wounds, but they still wander the streets well, and when they encounter attack targets, they are still extremely fierce.

The opponent's heavy firepower is very strong, and it is too much to suffer at this distance.

Play dead, then let them close.

For zombies, the fatal wounds they received are the best disguise, which will make people absolutely believe that this is a dead person. For the dead, even the most elite soldiers will become lax.