Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! Chapter 22 Breakthrough of the Central Square

What is the value of 7,000 merit points?

Li Jun of Greedy Wolf may not know that the attraction of Nightmare Seeds and the suppression of arms by talented metal control made him not mindful of these things at all, but for Mo Wen, this means an extended armored conveyor vehicle equipped with a machine gun, a seven-person bulletproof vest, a bulletproof helmet, a submachine gun, fourteen thirty round magazines and 6 high-explosion grenades.

Redeem all the equipment and send it to your personal hands one by one. Mo Wen looked at the only two-digit merits left on his wrist and took a long breath, - all the preparations were ready, and the rest could only be fought.

However, standing at the end of everyone, Luo Yi suddenly spoke with a slight smile.

"Brother Mo Wen, have you forgotten my copy?"

Mo Wen blinked and spread his hands deliberately with embarrassment, "But all my merits have been exchanged, and there is nothing left that I can't afford to buy the desert eagle!"

"—You!" Luo Yi was so angry that he was still patient, but he said, "Mo Wen, I know what you are considering. We are indeed a little unhappy, but it would be fine if we don't give me a gun. Why are there no bulletproof vests and bulletproof helmets that I don't have high requirements? I don't have high requirements. Just give one according to the fat man's set!"

Mo Wen sneered. This person knew that the relationship between the two sides was not good. Why should he use the merits he had earned for someone like him? He also arrogantly asked for the fat man's style! Because considering the latter's giant body shape, the fat man's body is the most expensive liquid body armor of his kind. It not only has lighter quality, but also has better defense and protection effect, but also ensures that the fat man will not be broken after transforming. The price is as high as 800 points of merit. Luo Yi is really not polite!

"No, and I don't think you need this thing later. Just hide like before. It just so happens that you have your place in the transport truck!"

Mo Wen said coldly, looking at Luo Yi with disdain.

After one afternoon and one night, this person did not get any merit. Although there was a lack of weapons, Mo Wen believed that Luo Yi was more angry with him. Because considering the safety reasons, Mo Wen and his men could not leave him alone to feed the zombies after they all left. If they were to raid the Blue Army warehouse, they would have to equip him with equipment. Relying on their background identity, this person was completely fearless and wanted to take advantage of his pure heart. Otherwise, Mo Wen would not believe that he, a veteran, would be so bad that he could not even kill a zombie.

It’s a pity that the other party found the wrong person this time. Mo Wen would not be spoiled by this problem. He said a few words firmly without leaving any room for anything.

The whole scene became awkward, and the faces of the Bauhinia and others turned a little red. However, Luo Yi seemed not aware of this, but instead seemed to have been offended. Her face turned pale and her expression suddenly became a little unkind.

Leng Hanyan sighed lightly when he saw this, and smoothed out: "I'll give Luo Yi's share!"

She was not helpless, but just wanted to win over Mo Wen and the others, afraid that Luo Yi would have an excuse to make trouble for her.

Mo Wen looked at her without saying a word. After all, Leng Hanyan earned her merits herself, so how to deal with it is someone else's freedom. He curled his lips and walked directly to the transport truck. Fatty, Chen Aoqing naturally followed.

Looking at his back, a strange thing flashed in Leng Hanyan's eyes. This was the first time a man had a face to shake her face in person, and it was a novel experience when she was kind-hearted.

Shaking her head, she was not unhappy. After exchanging Luo Yi's bulletproof vest, she also took the Bauhinia several people into the car.

According to the previous agreement, Mo Wen was responsible for driving, Wen Jing was responsible for operating the machine gun, and the strongest Leng Hanyan was on guard outside the transport vehicle. The rest of the people were sitting in the long and narrow carriage with Liu Wei, who was trapped, and under the accelerator, the transport vehicle drove towards the center of the square amid the roar of the tracks running.

The speed can reach more than 65 kilometers per hour. For Mo Wen and others, the square is only a few minutes under the feet of the transport truck. I don’t know how many zombies were crushed along the way, and the car finally gradually approached the center of the square.

Mo Wen took a breath of air conditioning when he saw the black zombies near the container through the windshield. Although he probably guessed how many zombies there were in the central area when he was clearing out last night, he was still a little scared when he saw it, especially the three violent men wandering nearby. The huge four-meter-high body moved unconsciously, knocking the containers all over the ground.

No wonder Xiao Hei didn't come here last night. With the current density of zombies, let alone his "lurking" disguised by equipment, even the real Liu Wei can't come!

Shaking his head, Mo Wen carefully observed the distribution of the three tyrants, then looked at the containers scattered therein, and finally chose the edge area with the least obstacles.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The next moment, countless collisions sounded one after another, and the transport vehicle directly drove a bloody road among the zombies. The zombies facing him were knocked backwards, and Mo Wen's merits increased by more than ten per second.

What a pity, if there were no one who could have won the Greedy Wolf this time, they might be able to drive a transport truck and make great contributions here!

Mo Wen had just had a similar thought in his heart, but he gave up immediately because his intuition told him that this was impossible, and the Nightmare Realm would not let him get such a bargain.

As expected, it seemed as if he was stimulated by his behavior. Not only did the zombies in the entire square roar and approached this side, but there was a loud thud from the two large containers on both sides that had been spitting zombies, and the echoes kept echoing throughout the square.

Walking with its thick thighs, two new tyrants walked out, and one of them was blocked in the direction of the transport vehicle.

asshole!

His pupils shrank slightly, and looking at the tyrannical muscles of the violent man, Mo Wenke did not have the idea of ​​whether the transport vehicle had to knock the other person head-on, and pulled the steering wheel hard to turn the direction.

However, although the transport truck has stronger kinetic energy than ordinary cars, it also loses flexibility. Even if Mo Wen reacts in time, the transport truck just barely passes the feet of the violent man, and then unfortunately hits the back of a red container next to it.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the body of the car collided with the container, and the speed of the entire transport vehicle suddenly dropped. Even though the container was being pushed away little by little under the strong crushing of the tracks, the speed could be recovered quickly, but it was obvious that it would take a little time, and the rampant just now and the nearby zombies came up.

"Leng Hanyan deals with the violent man, don't let it come over, Wen Jing opens fire!"

Mo Wen stepped on the accelerator under his feet, allowing the push device to run to the maximum, and shouted loudly from his mouth.

Leng Hanyan, who was standing outside, naturally saw the crisis. Before Mo Wen could speak, he shook his hand and a sword energy slashed on the raging man's leg, causing the latter to slow down. At the same time, the machine gun on the roof of the car also turned around quietly and spit out flames at the surrounding zombies.

The single-tube rotary cannon has a firing rate of 1,200 rounds per minute, which makes Mo Wen's bullets exchanged for the machine gun pour out in just half a minute, but the effect is also obvious. All the zombies close to the transport truck fell in rows, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of corpses were piled up nearby.

From the crisis to the crisis being lifted, the whole process was only half a minute, but for Mo Wen it seemed as long as a century.

The rampant lame one leg and his speed dropped sharply. The nearby zombies were cleared. Before the farther one could approach, he breathed a sigh of relief as the transport truck pushed the container away bit by bit.
Chapter completed!