Every gunshot will bring about a mass of flesh and blood that explodes everywhere.

Only eight people were fighting, including Su Hao. The other two team members were responsible for operating the combined machine guns. They had to complete a series of work such as loading, supplying, shooting, and replacing the barrels alone. Before Su Hao issued the shooting order, they could only remain silent.

The thick dust fog gradually dissipated, and the scattered shootings had lasted for more than twenty minutes. The ultra-long-distance attack, coupled with the restricted terrain effect, made large groups of mutated creatures block outside the passage. They could only enter in two or three groups in a large order, and were shot and killed without exception.

Soon, corpses several meters high had accumulated on the inside of the passage, like a wall, completely sealing the exit.

"Everyone should pay attention and keep the shooting rhythm. No matter what happens, be sure to be calm."

Su Hao put down the cannon on his shoulder and quickly replaced the hot and red barrel. His voice was heavy and steady, quickly dispelling the restlessness and fanaticism in the minds of the team members.

The thick wall of corpse blocked the sight. The spreading thought could only detect that there were countless mutant creatures still moving in that direction. They did not move further, like a group of ants trapped in a narrow area, but the number was dense and difficult to calculate.

Bai Yuncong looked at the end of the street and asked in confusion: "What are they? Have they retreated?"

"Don't panic"

Su Hao had just started changing the cannon with the gun barrel, staring at the intersection, his eyes twitched slightly.

After pausing for a few seconds, a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Everyone is ready, they are here."

"Crazy————”

With the locked eyes, the corpse wall was rushing away from the outside, and hundreds of blood corpses and humanoids flocked in, like a terrible gray tide.

The collapsed buildings still have the effect of terrain restriction, but many humanoids are slowly crawling over the rubble and rocks. Some larger blood corpses are covered with wounds, and they are more crazy than ever. They pounce on the building where bullets are pouring out, and they are also slashed hard to hit the humanoids in front. The thin mutant creatures were quickly stepped on, forming a slope of flesh and blood. Along this shortcut, more monsters flocked up and easily crossed the corpse wall.

Su Hao still did not order joint machine gun shooting.

Now, it's not yet time.

Although there are many mutant creatures rushing into the gap, they cannot form a shock scale.

Looking at the chaotic streets in the distance, the anxiety on Bai Yuncong's face gradually faded, and he showed surprise and shock again.

"So that's how it is... If you do this, you can actually achieve such a wonderful effect."

Under the dark blue sky curtain, the abandoned vehicles placed in the middle of the road in advance were like extremely hard reefs. They were arranged in three horizontal and three vertical ways, like messy "chuan". The thick steel nails firmly fixed the body, and the four or five-meter-high stacked car walls formed obstacles on the road. Looking down from the rooftop of the building, Bai Yuncong felt that they were simply chess pieces on the Go board. The mutated creatures that broke through the obstacles of the corpse wall were simply preys that took the initiative to enter the place of the final kill.

No matter any mutated creature, it has human genes.

Therefore, they still maintain certain movement and thinking characteristics of human beings.

If conditions permit, they do not knock over obstacles like bisons, but choose to detour.

Faced with the obstacles of vehicle placed horizontally and vertically, the blood corpse and the humanoid hesitated for a few seconds, and then bypassed the next ones in their own habits or climbed directly.

These actions completely eliminate the threats of shock and inertia. They are forced to slow down and circulate in artificially set mazes.

"Continue to shoot, mainly maintaining accuracy and accuracy."

Su Hao, standing on the edge of the rooftop, stood like a mountain, and the dull gunshots of the 20mm cannon never stopped. He issued a cold order in the communicator, and the two crucial joint turrets remained silent.

There were more and more empty shells under the feet falling, and Bai Yuncong and the team members gradually felt a numbness on their shoulders. The huge weight and recoil kept torturing the muscles and nerves.

The hundreds of meters long streets were filled with dense corpses of mutant creatures.

They look for ways out in vehicle obstacles like madmen, and bullets tilted down from high places can easily penetrate their bodies. Blood corpses and humanoids are evolutionary creatures with higher levels than zombies. They have nerves and muscles, and are about 50% faster than ordinary humans, as well as sharp teeth and claws. But while getting these, they also get pain and thinking. The bodies of mutated creatures no longer have ineffective attacks, nor will they be like zombies, with only the head being the only key.

The intensive, but absolutely no fierce gunfire, lasted for nearly an hour.

Monster corpses were everywhere on the ground. After roughly counting, the number was at least more than three thousand.

A team member with a face full of smoke and sweat panted and asked in a muffled voice: "We, have we completed the mission?

Su Hao wiped the sweat from his forehead, revealing the white and neat key, and smiled: "It's almost done."

As he said that, Su Hao snapped his fingers at Bai Yuncong and ordered in an irresistible tone: "Start and detonate the remaining bombs. Be careful, the order is not messy."

Two minutes later, several tall buildings at the intersection exploded again. The collapsed buildings completely sealed the streets, and the mutated creatures that were still wandering between abandoned vehicles became increasingly chaotic. They rushed into thick dust, but could no longer find their original origin.

Three dull explosions came from afar.

These detonation points are even further apart, about two kilometers away.

Installing explosives at those locations is also an important part of Su Hao’s plan.

According to relevant research in the future world, blood corpses and humanoids in this period have already shown significant characteristics of non-human organisms. They like to move at night, but they seem to be difficult during the day. At five o'clock in the morning, many mutant organisms switch from activity to sleep. Their auditory nerves will become relatively slow and their perception of external information is slightly blurred. The sound wave effects that appear from different directions often make it difficult for them to judge the exact location.

What's more, Su Hao did even more amazingly - he directly blew down the building and blocked the intersection with rubble and bricks dozens of meters high.

The gunshots gradually became sparse.

Bao Yuncong looked at the last person who was pierced by Liu Han, sighed and his legs became weak, and he sat down heavily.

The air is filled with the fishy smell unique to mutant organisms. Although they evolved into muscles and nerve tissues, their various physiological structures are incomplete, with very few body fluids, only one-sixth of that of humans.

Su Hao was still standing on the roof, carefully identifying the battlefield covered with corpses, and looking for every possible monster that could survive.

A tall team member took out a cigarette and radiated it in the crowd. He looked at Su Hao's back with awe, and shook his head in surprise: "I can't believe that I've never seen such a fighting style. I haven't even heard of it. Hey, we won a big victory this time. Look at the monsters below, there are so many."

Liu Han sat on the empty ammunition box and kicked the shell with his toes. He said excitedly: "We have exceeded the task. Those damn monsters have suffered heavy casualties. Three thousand? Four thousand? Or more? When driving to lure them, I should have shot a few more shots. Even if there are more numbers, we can solve them all."

"You idiot, almost messed up the matter----"

Bai Yuncong took a big sip of cigarette and said coldly: "If you and Su Xiao were not smart enough, we could fight more steadily and safer."

"What are you talking about?"

Liu Han retorted unhappily: "The blasting points and obstacles we set are very useful. What are the multiple hundreds of monsters? They are different and they are all killed."

"Hey that's not your credit."

Next to him, a middle-aged team member interjected: "The entire plan was made by the captain alone. He may have considered that there would be an accident, so he increased the capacity of the trap. Don't forget that the supplies we unloaded from the truck also had a lot of gasoline. The oil drainage pipeline dug up early on has never come in handy."

Bai Yuncong nodded in agreement.

More than 60 meters away from the building, there is a drainage ditch. Su Hao ordered people to connect the ditch with large pipes, and oil barrels can be poured at any time on both sides of the pipe. If an accident occurs, the large-scale splash of gasoline will quickly form a sea of ​​fire, blocking the mutated creatures that break through the defense line.

The tired-looking Su Xiao walked up from downstairs and just heard the debate.

She joined in: "In addition to these, there are several other buildings on both sides of the street, which are filled with explosives. Even in the worst case, we can blow up the houses and completely flood the entire street. Of course, this is a last resort. If we do that, we will not get silver bones and crystals, but at least we can live."

The middle-aged team member laughed: "This is a very safe plan. It's easy and there is no danger."

Bai Yuncong threw away the cigarette butts in his hand and stepped on it with his feet. Looking at Su Hao's back standing in the distance, he let out a long sigh with emotion.

"We are lucky to have a smart and responsible captain."

As he said that, he turned his eyes to the others in the circle: "Now, do you still believe that the captain will kill his own people or something?"

Liu Han said seriously: "We are all alive, this is the best proof."

Bai Yuncong stood up with his knees and was about to speak when he suddenly heard the sentry send a hurried warning.

"Look, there are two people below."

When several team members pointed guns at the building, Sibo still felt as if he was dreaming.

He escaped from the south of the city.

If it weren't for the explosion and gunfire, Sibo wouldn't have found it here.

Su Hao walked slowly down the stairs and carefully observed this man who was about the same age as him.

He was wearing a brown-gray jacket, with dirty jeans on his lower body, and there were traces of tearing on his knees and legs. Sibo looked very handsome, and although his face was covered with dirt and dust, the complexion under the collar was very fair. Especially with his hands, his skin was delicate and his fingers were slender, and he exuded a natural arrogance and bookish atmosphere.

Sibo has many wounds on his body. Judging from the messy threads and cut marks, it should be the result of friction between bricks and rubble during escape and avoidance. Although his clothes were torn, they were the "Versey". The sneakers on his feet were dirty and rotten, so it could barely be identified as "Adidas".

Su Hao's eyes flew over Sibo and stayed on the baby in his arms.

It was a newborn child not long ago.

In the future world, Su Hao was not married. Although he had dated several women, his relationships remained in the physiological aspects of mutual need. In that era of viruses, women living in the base city were extremely cautious about "making love". They strongly required that men who spent their spring nights with them must wear high-disinfection condoms issued by the military. Although men were careless in this regard, their carefulness and caution were no less than women.

At that time, biological warfare was still going on. Even basic survival was difficult to guarantee, so women naturally had no interest in giving birth and raising them. Although Su Hao was quite a status at that time, he had never had his own children.

If it weren't for a series of problems such as the time and space shuttle, Su Hao originally planned to create a copyist in the way of a female star in a civilized era and help him give birth to offspring.

The swaddle in Sibo's arms was actually a light blue sheet. It was very thin and dirty, with a dry black blood stain on the surface.

The baby's head was covered with a white gauze to prevent him from being choked by the dust. Through the hazy cover, the child's tender face and two cute little fists could be seen.

He slept very well, with rubber nipple in his mouth. Even in his dream, he still squirmed his cheeks and sucked hard on the non-existent milk.

Su Hao's sharp eyes gradually became softer.

He walked up to Sibo, stared at the sleeping baby, and asked kindly, "Is this your child? How old is it?"

The tension and fear on Sibo's face had faded. He gasped, sat down on the steps beside him, carefully placing the baby on his legs, his eyes full of luck in escaping from death and fear of his terrible experience.

"He was just born, less than two days."

Sibo did not answer Su Hao's questions in order. He smiled bitterly and shook his head, wiped the dust on his face, and his eyes were filled with unprecedented depth, as well as his confusion and sorrow for the future.

Most of the things like running away from home happen to rebellious boys aged 16 or 7.

Sibo respects Gao Tianxing very much and is very satisfied with his life. As a housekeeper, Gao Tianxing is impeccable in loyalty. He conscientiously fulfills his duty of raising his little master to grow up, and gives Sibo the best education and the most luxurious living environment. Even in the black era where the moral framework and social order collapse, Sibo still enjoys luxury and happiness that is not inferior to that of the civilized era.

Yes, no matter what the point is, Sibo is undoubtedly happy and lucky.

But he also has his own worries.

Gao Tianxing has always asked Sibo to fulfill his responsibilities as his master.
To be continued...