He subconsciously eliminated the grenade because the top of the station building is more than a hundred meters away from here. With the strength of human arm, it is impossible to throw the grenade so far.

He actually made a mistake. This is a grenade thrown from the air. The power of the infected body is far greater than that of humans. It is easy for the core members of Liu Tianming's team to do this.

The three words "grenade" continue to ferment in the tiger's head's fear and shock.

These strangers occupying the railway station are well-equipped and well-trained. Now, Hutou has linked the matter of setting off the wire can box alarm system before. People who can set up such simple and effective alerts are obviously not comparable to ordinary survivors who have lived a peaceful life in Xi'an City. It would be fine if they were just ordinary weapons, but they actually have heavy machine guns! And grenades!

Two members of the "Rocket Storm" lying on the front left burst into screams again. Although they were still swept by machine guns, one of them had their right arm exploded on the spot, and the other was shot through the bullets from above their heads, causing blood and blood to fly.

"Don't panic, don't stand up, and retreat one by one against the ground. When we crawl back, we can only crawl back."

Those who can be the leader of the team need more or less knowledge than others. Although Hutou has not received regular military training, he has rich experience in street fighting and escape. He has seen similar scenes in violent gunfighting films and knows that he must try to lie on the ground and reduce the chance of being shot. Did the other people in the team really listen to his words? Hutou can't control so much now. He only knows that he must leave this place quickly. Otherwise, he will definitely die.

After all, the "Rocket Storm" is not Hu Zhehai's "Iron Fist Club". Including Hutou, everyone here has either killed people or killed evil corpses. Especially in the early stage of the virus outbreak, Hutou gathered these people together and killed many zombies. They knew what killing and death were, and knew how to use the on-site environment to form cover. Although there were familiar screams and wailings everywhere around, others still followed Hutou's orders, relying on corpses or seriously injured people, moving their bodies tremblingly on the hard and dark concrete ground, crawling towards the way they came.

Another grenade fell from the air, bringing up three human bodies affected by the explosion energy. A man who was closest to the distance but not substantially damaged had his eyes straightened and screamed from the depths of his throat.

His eardrum was shaken by the explosion energy. Humans have this habit. If they can't hear the sound, they think others can't hear it. He feels that they must use a higher volume to show their existence and prove that they are still alive.

"What should we do now?"

"I... why can't I hear you? Are you all dead?"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

This guy is very close to Tiger Head, less than thirty centimeters between the two. Burning corpses were everywhere, as well as fragments of clothes that were blown from the dead or injured. Although the fire was not bright enough, it allowed Tiger Head to see the other party's bloody face.

Hutou himself was also in the range of the grenade explosion. The top of his head was cut by shrapnel, his forehead was a little numb, and his right cheek temporarily lost consciousness. Hutou felt a little salty and sticky liquid flowing down the corners of his eyes. He subconsciously reached out and wiped it, and found that it was blood flowing out from the wound on his forehead.

"Enough! Stop calling, are you? Shut up!"

The aimless yelling is very dangerous at this time, and it is easy to be discovered by the opponent and become the newly locked target of attack. The bloody tiger head now looks particularly ferocious, but he must try his best to lower his voice and growl in a voice full of anger and fear: "You brainless fool, do you want us all to die here? Shut up, shut up immediately!"

Unfortunately, this poor guy whose eardrum was broken, he could not hear anything.

But he could see tiger head's lips constantly opening and closing.

"What the hell are you talking about? I can't hear it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Tiger Head pulling out his pistol and pulling the trigger at him. This was so shocking that he didn't even have a chance to dodge. Then, the front of his body seemed to be deeply penetrated by a sharp and high-speed steel cone, and his body couldn't help but lean back towards the back. The man screamed, blood spurted out from his mouth, and the bullet hole in his chest was extremely conspicuous under the flames.

Tiger head had no guilt of shooting himself. He held the pistol and did not look at the dying person who was lying on the ground with a twisted and rolling face, and crawled towards the deep darkness of the safe one.

A kind of fear mixed with strong revenge and unprecedented fear became the dominant force in the tiger's body.

I seemed to have been deceived.

These foreign enemies are not as simple as Hu Zhejianghai said. They have sufficient weapons and many bullets are like they don’t have money. Especially the latter, it really left an extremely deep impression on Hutou. No gang in Xi’an City does not have so many bullets. From the alarm triggered to the present, in just a few minutes, these foreigners poured over at least thousands of bullets. With such fierce firepower, even the strongest "Raging Thunder" could not do it.

Oh my God! Who did my brother Leopard Head provoke?

Could it be that this is a trap Hu Zhehai deliberately set for me?

Hutou thinks the latter should be the real answer.

Those who occupy the railway station must be foreign. There is no doubt about this. Because they have many guns and bullets, no one in Xi'an can waste ammunition like them.

It must be Hu Zhejianghai who conspired with these people to destroy my power and annex the territory of the "Rocket Storm".

I'm going to go back to settle the score with Hu Zhehai, a bastard! I want to pull out his bones one by one and smash them inch by one.

Hutou himself was not sure whether this idea could become a reality. Screams kept ringing around him. Heavy machine gun bullets were powerful. As long as they were hit, they would explode no matter what part of the body. Especially for arms or legs, the huge explosion energy would tear the limbs off the person who was shot on the spot, causing disability and serious injuries that would never recover.

From triggering the alarm to deciding to escaping, and then to now, Tiger Head crawled about fifty meters in the square. Around him, there were broken corpses and wounded everywhere, screaming in pain and even roaring over the machine gun. Only a few members of the "Rocket Storm" hid in a safe place. These people were either far away from the attack position or were quick to react and turned around and fled when they saw that the situation was not good. No one was fool, and they knew that there was a dead end ahead and kept rushing. This was not a struggle for some kind of ideology and belief, so naturally they did not forget the powerful motivation of life and death just for the result.

The gunshots from behind suddenly stopped. The crowd, suppressed by the dense rain of bullets, couldn't raise their heads, was delighted. Instead of standing up and running, they chose to continue lying on the ground and watching. No one, including Tiger Head, could guarantee whether this was an enemy's conspiracy. Moreover, it was very likely that the other party could change the bullet link. For a skilled machine gunner, this was only a matter of seconds.

The gunshot did not sound as expected. Soon, more than a dozen bright flashlights appeared in front of them. From the station further behind the escaped, the high-power searchlight was also changing the cover area, extending the snow-white column of light straight. When the light shone the tiger head and other "rocket storm" remaining personnel without any escape, the tiger head knew clearly that it could not escape this time.

Liu Tianming, wearing a black combat suit, held an assault rifle in his hand and stopped in front of the blood-covered tiger head. The tall figure was full of majesty under the light. His face was calm and he looked down at the painful people under his feet. Because of the angle of vision and body, the tiger head could only see the boots on Liu Tianming's feet. It was a real military style, very strong, and the thick soles of the boots could block some of the explosion fragments, but did not hinder movement. The tiger head struggled to raise his head, moved his eyes upward, and saw Zheng Xiaoyue, who was also fully armed but had an amazing beauty.

That's right! Although my brother Leopard Head is lustful, he is not the kind of pornographic maniac who will be interested in any woman. Only such a beautiful woman will make my brother lose his self-control and do extremely irrational things.

Hutou saw Liu Tianming holding his gun with both hands, and the black muzzle pointed at his forehead.

His heart was filled with fear and reluctance, and he screamed repeatedly: "Do you know I'm coming, right? Is that bastard Hu Zhehai informing you?"

A trace of surprise flashed in the depths of Liu Tianming's eyes. Then, it turned into a faint sarcasm. He did not answer or explain, and his finger gently put the trigger on the trigger.

Hutou clearly saw his movements, and his exponential fear overwhelmed his reason, turning him into a madman who could do anything to survive: "No! You can't do this! No matter how much money Hu Zhehai gives you, I will give it to you twice. Let me go, I will not be enemies with you. I... I will listen to you, don't kill me!"

These words full of strong temptation did not have any effect. Liu Tianming pulled the trigger with a stable speed and force. Bullets with huge kinetic energy were fired from a close distance, drilling through the tiger's skull, and blowing the entire head into pieces. Above the broken neck was a piece of white, red and flesh and blood pulp.

Liu Tianming is an infected body of mutated form.

There are many branches of mutation types, and perhaps there are indeed mutant infections that can predict the future. However, no one has this ability as the existing core members of the team.

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