Time Travel: I am a Warlord in Doomsday America

Chapter 21 Brothers in Suffering

The garage was within reach. Zhang Qiang shot the zombies that blocked his way with a rifle. The MCX in his hand was instantly taken back into the warehouse. He ran towards the trash can under the garage and pushed it directly over with his arms.

"Drink!!!"

Although the heavy trash bin had rotten pulleys, it was still difficult for Zhang Qiang to push it.

A zombie seized the opportunity and walked to Zhang Qiang, but Zhang Qiang turned around and hit it hard on the head with his elbow.

The zombie fell to the ground to one side. Zhang Qiang leaned his back against a large trash can, kicking his legs hard on the ground with a ferocious expression.

At the same time, the MCX rifle in his hand reappeared, and he indiscriminately shot at the zombies around him. Now he had no time to shoot accurately.

There were zombies swarming around him. There was no angle that could keep his back safe!

The rusty pulley of the large trash can creaked as it moved slowly across the ground, finally sticking to the wall of the garage.

Zhang Qiang let out a breath, stepped on the trash can and climbed up, then grabbed the top of the garage with both hands and pushed himself up.

After climbing onto the garage, the zombies around him had become extremely dense. The zombies surrounded the garage and roared madly. Pairs of rotten and blackened hands were twisted and waving at Zhang Qiang in the air.

"Fuck you guys."

Zhang Qiang lay on the roof of the garage and lit a cigarette. Then he took out an RPG launcher while holding the cigarette in his mouth and fired at the part of the zombie swarm that was far away from him.

Puff! Bang, boom!!!

The moment the RPG shell penetrated the group of zombies, a ball of fire exploded, and the surrounding zombies instantly turned into fragments and charcoal.

With this shot, Zhang Qiang earned very few points, only 130 points, which is equivalent to killing only thirteen zombies.

The explosion range of the RPG was not large, and the outer part of the zombie swarm was not dense enough. Even so, the high heat and shrapnel from the explosion of the shell took away thirteen zombies, and there were also corpses with their bodies shattered and their heads left, crawling on the ground wailing.

Zhang Qiang fired two more RPGs at the periphery of the zombie swarm, using up all the shells with a base of 100 points.

A machine gun covered in desert yellow paint appeared in Zhang Qiang's arms.

SIG Sauer MG338 light machine gun, 8.6x64mm caliber ammunition, the future squad general-purpose machine gun.

Zhang Qiang recently likes to use weapons from SIG Sauer, which feel violent and easy to control.

Spend points to add scopes to improve vision, bipods, long barrels, and large silencers. You heard it right, this machine gun can be equipped with a silencer! !

(In fact, many machine guns can)

The less noise, the better. Zhang Qiang is now trying to clean up the zombies, not attract more zombies!!

The machine gun was placed on the garage, and Zhang Qiang lay on the roof of the garage and fired endlessly at the zombies below! !

This is not intermittent bursts of fire. He still has two 100-round magazines and other rifles in his warehouse. He must use up all the bullets before leaving today. Otherwise, Zhang Qiang's heart will bleed if he spends 100 points to only replenish the ammunition for some of the guns.

Although it is called a light machine gun, the caliber of its ammunition is two levels higher than 5.56. Moldy once had the confidence to use this weapon to attack light armored targets, and its power was expected to be comparable to that of a heavy machine gun.

Ta-ta ...

The firing rate of MG338 is much slower than that of MCX rifle. The medium firing rate will not make the mold logistics department cry like Sandezi did during World War II.

The machine gun spewed out a series of metal storms, accurately blowing up the heads of a group of zombies into broken watermelons, and then penetrated the zombies behind them, almost cutting off their torsos, and then penetrated again, constantly leaving huge blood holes on the zombies' bodies.

The MG338 has an effective range of meters and its lethality is terrifying! ! ! !

Some zombies were killed by headshots, but more zombies were disabled because of huge cavities left in their torsos by bullets, and they were unable to stand normally!!!

Around the garage, the number of zombies crawling with half of their bodies dragging themselves soon outnumbered the fallen corpses.

Zhang Qiang set up his machine gun and opened fire. The continuous firepower and the heavy shoulder-rest made him extremely excited.

Hooooooooooo…Aaaaaaaah!!!

The roars of the mutilated corpses were more ferocious than those of ordinary zombies. The instinct of broken limbs and injuries might still be in their brains, but they still kept moving.

Looking at the black mass of crawling corpses on the ground surrounding the garage, Zhang Qiang stood up, puffed a puff of smoke towards the gloomy sky while smoking a cigarette.

If there was someone around, he would have said something to show off.

In the woods behind the garage, a green car that had been parked for a long time quietly rolled down its window.

The zombies wandering around were all attracted to Zhang Qiang standing on the garage, and none of them noticed that there were two white men with crew cuts in the car.

"Do you want to shoot? His weapon is pretty good. If we take it back, Weiss will definitely make us very happy."

"No… don't take the risk. We can't handle so many walkers. Let's just follow Weiss's plan. There must be more munitions in the school. They don't have many people."

Whispering sounded in the car, and a black UZI submachine gun was silently put away from the car window.

Zhang Qiang didn't know he was being targeted, so he changed the magazine of his MG338 and continued shooting at the zombies that were still standing.

The chain of bullet fire harvested the bodies and heads of a series of corpses like harvesting wheat.

Blood and flesh were splattered on the ground. The hospital parking lot had turned into a meat grinder, with all kinds of body parts and meat scattered on the ground.

The number of standing zombies around was decreasing. Zhang Qiang looked into the distance through the scope. Perhaps the crawling corpses could not attract the standing zombies to follow, so many standing zombies did not approach the garage anymore.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Qiang stopped firing the MG338. He took out the MCX and shot at the corpses around him one by one...

Inside the school, Moore stood on the rooftop of the teaching building, smoking out of boredom.

It was already dark, and Zhang Qiang had gone out with his men but had not returned yet, which made him a little annoyed.

Moore's intuition told him that something was wrong. He wanted to go out and look for Zhang Qiang, but every time he looked outside the school, he had a sense of crisis as if he was surrounded by tigers and wolves.

This was not the feeling that the zombies gave him. The two...feels were very different. Someone must be targeting him. Or the school.

Moore asked Daryl to distribute guns to all adults, and he and Daryl planned to take turns on the rooftop guard tonight.

"Fuck... Zhang, why haven't you come back yet? I'm a little anxious..."

Moore was holding a sniper rifle, with most of his body standing behind the parapet of the rooftop. He aimed at a wandering zombie and wanted to shoot but held back.

Moore has some psychological problems, which may have been interrupted in the original series and treated by Hardcore. Disability reminds him to be rational at certain times.

But now only Zhang Qiang can keep him rational and wild at all times. Zhang Qiang is not in school, and he is like a beast that suppresses himself.

There was the sound of high heels stepping on the stairs of the rooftop. Moore turned around and saw Maya coming up with a plate of baked pies.

"How's the air up here?"

Maya, a middle-aged female teacher, has shiny blonde hair. Her bloodline is highly Aryan, which gives her naturally shiny golden hair.

Even though she is over 40, the wrinkles on Maya's face are old, but not dense and disgusting. This may be the legendary charm.

Moore looked at Maya's high nose bridge and plump figure. Maya was a typical highly educated woman, with a thin figure and the temperament of an intellectual.

But when she saw More at this moment, she was filled with desire as if she saw delicious food.

Moore: “………?”

"It's better than the smell of those stinky bastards on the road, lady, why do you come to my place instead of taking a rest?"

Moore felt strange. He was in a bad mood and was alert to everything. It seemed that this female teacher had taken a fancy to something in him and came to ask for it.

"Hmm... I was bored, so I baked a pie. How about it? Do you want to try it? It's filled with peach pulp (canned), an ingredient I finally found in the office."

Maya walked to Moore's side and leaned against the wall with him. Although her slim-fitting business suit had not been changed for a long time and had some wrinkles, it still showed off her slender and plump curves.

Moore glanced at Maya and swallowed. He suspected that the teacher was seducing him, but he had no evidence.

"Haha, beauty, I want to taste you more than the pie in your hand."

Moore deliberately gave a wicked smile, wanting to see Maya's reaction. He didn't think he had any charm that could attract these serious female teachers in the school.

Maya paused for a moment after hearing Moore's answer. Then, she stretched out her index finger to dig a piece of peach pie, put it to Moore's mouth, and said in a gentle tone:

"It seems we have the same idea..."

Mor: “wtf!!!!”

Maya's hand reached to the corner of More's mouth. Feeling teased, More no longer hesitated and tasted the small piece of peach pie...

A moment later, Daryl, who came to change shifts, walked onto the rooftop. As soon as he stepped out of the stairwell, he saw an inharmonious scene.

Daryl: “…”

Daryl, who was tactful, went downstairs decisively and decided to come back later to take over the shift.

Night had fallen. After clearing the zombies, Zhang Qiang was walking on the street smoking a cigarette. Some of the zombies in the town had disappeared, and no one knew where they had gone.

Zhang Qiang's experience as a homeless person had helped him overcome his fear of the dark, and the weapon in his hand also gave him enough support.

He walked into some shops he could enter, turned on his flashlight and looked for useful supplies. Even snacks and drinks could make him feel less bored.

He was going to go to the blue pickup truck and wait for Sean and Otis to meet up. Of course, if the two guys were unlucky enough to fail to come back, Zhang Qiang would spend the night in a nearby building.

If Zhang Qiang knew that his grandson Moore was enjoying himself now, he might have rewarded Moore by cutting off his cigarette supply for a while.

Damn it, he's working really hard for the school camp!!! He's been asked to do all the dirty work!

(Although he volunteered)

Zhang Qiang killed a zombie on the second floor of a convenience store on the street. This might have been someone’s property in the past, as there was a fully equipped bedroom on the second floor.

Bed, sofa, carpet, big TV and game console. The convenience store owner must have been a fat otaku when he was alive.

Zhang Qiang glanced at the fat zombie lying on the ground, wearing a beautiful girl's T-shirt. There was a big bloody hole on the left eye socket of the corpse.

Well, it must be that fat otaku.

Zhang Qiang moved the sofa to the window, sat facing the window, and poured potato chips into his mouth out of boredom.

Crack…Crack…

The potato chips were chewed into small pieces in Zhang Qiang's mouth...

boom! !

A gunshot broke Zhang Qiang's peaceful moment. Zhang Qiang stood up, stretched half of his body and looked out the window. In the direction of the street where the gunshot came from, a group of dark figures appeared, trotting and chasing after two lonely figures.

"Out?"

Zhang Qiang looked at the potato chips in his hand with regret, then threw them down without hesitation and jumped directly from the second floor with the gun in hand.

[Travel lightly]!!!

After landing, Zhang Qiang felt his feet were comfortable, without any excessive stress.

He ran towards the dark crowd of zombies with a rifle in hand, looking like a fearless warrior.

boom! ! !

Gunshots rang out again and the situation changed again.

One of the two figures being chased by the zombies suddenly fell down, followed by a man's crying and angry shouting.

"Fuck!! You fucking bitch bastard!!! Sean!!! Fuck!!!"

The standing figure shook off his fallen companion, who was pulling at his arm, and limped towards the corner of the street.

The black mass of corpses seemed to smell the blood and madly chased after the prey that had been abandoned by its companions and fallen to the ground.

Otis fell to the ground, holding his bleeding calf in pain. He never expected that Sean, who had just fought side by side with him, would shoot him in the blink of an eye.

"I curse...I curse you!!!"

Otis was completely desperate. He knew that even God could not save him in this situation. His only thought was to curse Sean who betrayed him, and cursed Sean to have an even more tragic ending than him in the future.

However, Satan and God may have ignored Otis.

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta!!!

The afterimage of the long shuttle fire passed across Otis' scalp. In the distance, a tall and thin figure came towards him, holding a metal beast in his arms, which kept spewing flames at the group of corpses behind Otis.

"Who?!"

Otis seemed to see hope.

The man who came was Zhang Qiang, and in his arms was his new buddy - SIG Sauer MG338!!!

"Crawl over here! Don't just lie there on the ground!"

Zhang Qiang's roar brought Otis back to his senses.

"what!!!"

Otis roared angrily, forcing his fat body to secrete more adrenaline to overcome the pain. He dragged his calf with a gunshot wound and crawled on the ground with difficulty.

“fire in the hole!!!”

Zhang Qiang shouted loudly, and a round black shadow was thrown from his hand into the sky and fell directly into the center of the zombies.

He reluctantly bought a tactical equipment box in the mall for 100 points.

It contains two fragmentation grenades, the current handheld weapon ammunition replenishment x1, a flash bomb, a stun grenade, and a smoke bomb.

In Zhang Qiang's mind, this is a pure luxury item. He just clicked on this product before. In his opinion, it would be better to directly replenish all the guns and ammunition with 100 points.

This way the RPG can also fire three rounds.

Thinking of RPG, Zhang Qiang's expression changed, but he still did not switch the MG338 in his hand.

He couldn't just switch guns with his bare hands in front of Otis, or else Otis would report him for cheating...