Traveling through the doomsday, I become the largest supplier

Zhou Feng couldn't help but laugh as he watched everyone's reactions. "We only have one tent in the camp, and I'm really not at ease," he explains. If somebody passes by and takes our food with them, wouldn't we have lost a lot? So, I decided to hide these potatoes here, so it would be safer. I know what you're thinking, don't worry, there's enough food here to last us for a week. Isn't it enough for us to survive during this week, with guns and food, plus the harvest from hunting zombies?".

Zhou Feng's explanation was reasonable, and even a shrewd person like Xu Yuhai was convinced. It's comforting and happy for everyone to be able to make sure they don't go hungry for a week. They lifted the rack with the potatoes in twos and threes and began to return in the direction of the camp.

However, just as they were about to start their move, several people who had been driven away by them not long ago suddenly appeared, and they yelled in panic and ran frantically like dogs that had lost their homes. And behind them, not far away, a swift zombie was chasing at an alarming speed. Its rotting throat emitted a strange whine that made people shudder.

Zhou Feng hadn't fully understood the situation in front of him, and the well-informed Xu Yuhai had already cried out in horror: "Damn, it's a third-level zombie." He quickly came to his senses, pointed a gun at the crowd that was running towards them, and warned loudly: "Don't move, go any further, I'm really going to shoot." "

Hearing the news of the third-level zombies, everyone felt a great panic and instinctively wanted to escape. But Zhou Feng was delicate, and he said calmly: "Everyone stay calm, don't run around, and follow my command." He knew that the physical strength of zombies was almost endless, and if he compared his speed, he was afraid that they would be exhausted before long, and they would be slaughtered by zombies.

Those few people who ran wildly did not heed Xu Yuhai's warning, they understood that they had been targeted by zombies, and if they wanted to live, they could only rely on Zhou Feng's small team, because they had enough firepower to deal with this zombie.

Seeing that the other party continued to rush over desperately, Xu Yuhai wanted to shoot, but he still held back, he shouted: "Everyone aim at the zombie, shoot, can't let it get close to us." After saying that, he himself first fired a shot at the zombie in hot pursuit, and accurately hit the zombie's chest, splashing a cloud of black blood.

The zombie only paused slightly, and then gave up the chasing crowd and rushed towards Xu Yuhai instead.

At this time, Zhou Feng quickly divided Xu Dali and the other eight into four groups, two people in each group, and then said nervously: "The first and second groups specifically shoot its chest and legs to slow it down. The third and fourth groups calm down and aim at its head before firing. We all have to cooperate well, and if we let it rush in front of us, we won't be able to escape. "

With Zhou Feng's order, the first and second groups began to shoot, but due to nervousness, only one bullet hit the running zombies. The zombie paused slightly, and then continued to rush over, its speed was even faster than that of humans, and in this space, it was already close to Zhou Feng's small group fifty meters away.

Zhou Feng took a deep breath and activated the first-level DNA enhancement, increasing his agility, reaction and consciousness by three times, and then calmly raised the Type 95 assault rifle in his hand, his eyes narrowed into a line, aimed at the direction of the zombie run, and began to strafe.

In that tense battlefield, the players of Groups 1 and 2 were no longer satisfied with simple point shooting. As if infected by Zhou Feng's courage, they began to frantically strafe at the fierce level 3 zombie. The four AK47 rifles weaved into a dense network of fire in their hands, and the bullets continued to hit the zombie like a torrential rain, each bullet exploding in clouds of blood on its body. Under this non-stop attack, the movement of this running zombie was severely hindered, and its speed gradually slowed down, as if it was restrained by an invisible shackle.

At the same time, the players of the 3rd and 4th groups were lying in cold sweat in their palms, and they nervously watched the battle ahead. Finally, under the continuous attack of bullets, the speed of the zombie was successfully stopped. Seeing this scene, the four immediately seized the opportunity and opened fire at the same time.

Although their marksmanship may not be accurate and may not be able to directly hit the zombie's head with a few shots, with four people taking turns shooting, when the players of groups 1 and 2 have almost exhausted all the bullets, one bullet finally successfully hit the zombie's head. A cloud of blood exploded on the zombie's forehead, and the terrifying level 3 zombie's movements instantly froze, and then its body fell straight into the mud and sand.

As the zombies fell to the ground, the fierce gunfire also stopped. Even though the battle was only a momentary affair, everyone felt that their backs were cold and full of sweat. Almost all of the people present were facing level 3 zombies for the first time, and they deeply felt the breath of death, which turned out to be so close.

The strength of level 3 zombies is very different from that of ordinary level 1 and level 2 zombies, and their rotting muscles are more resilient. The bullets that strafed its body were dozens, to say the least. If it was a level 1 or level 2 zombie, such a large number of bullets would have crippled it a long time ago, and the carrion on its whole body would have been knocked out. However, what the level 3 zombies left behind was only bullet holes, and they did not tear off a large piece of carrion.

Cautiously, the more bold Xu Dali approached the corpse of the zombie again, fired a few shots at its head, and smashed its head to pieces, before relieving himself. He took out his knife and searched for it in a mess of black flesh.

It didn't take long for a grade 3 green crystal, slightly larger than the mother's nail, to appear on Xu Dali's hand. After being cleaned, the crystal glows emerald green in the sunlight, as if it were the most precious trophy on the battlefield.