Chapter 111: Perfect Coordination!
Su Huan tore off the light women’s underwear from his face, his complexion pale as he crawled out from the cargo pile.
Because his energy had been consumed too much in a short time, his body also showed some weakness.
“Fuck! I thought you were dead!”
He Jie roared loudly from not far away.
In the short ten-minute battle, every moment teetered on the edge of life and death, fully igniting this man’s true nature; all restraint and subtlety had gone to hell.
Rough and ferocious like a raging brown bear!
The group had completely lost any space to maneuver and dodge, surrounded by a zombie horde at the edge, while the Butcher hid within the horde, ready to launch a fatal strike at any moment.
“What are you howling about? I’m not dead yet! I think you want to usurp the position!”
Su Huan tugged at the corner of his mouth, a certain mad factor leaping in his eyes.
“We’re all about to die and you can still laugh? If you die, I’ll turn around and run!”
“Can you outrun that thing?”
He Jie looked at the Tier 2 Butcher suppressed behind cover by his anti-aircraft machine gun, his complexion darkening; this guy knew how to use terrain to dodge bullets, clearly not low in intelligence.
Unless Su Huan risked his life here to buy him time, running would be pointless!
The Energizer had a trump card: self-explosion.
But he was 100% sure that if he dared to turn back, or even glance behind, this bastard who was joking with him one second would drag him to hell the next!
“Damn it, I shouldn’t have believed your nonsense back then!”
Streams of sweat flowed down from his temples, not yet touching his skin before being flicked away by the vibration from the anti-aircraft machine gun.
Su Huan’s voice came from behind, standing and talking without back pain, “How much longer can you hold?”
He Jie squeezed out a forceful curse through his teeth, “Who the fuck knows!”
“Half a minute!”
“Can we turn it around?!”
“Don’t know.”
“Ten seconds! Only ten seconds!”
“Tch, fine.”
Su Huan snorted lightly, sat up, adjusted the disordered energy at his heart, and a high-intensity compressed Lightning Spear began to stretch in his hand.
While operating the red-hot machine gun to suppress a group of ordinary zombies, He Jie roared, “Rookie, bring me your light machine gun!”
Old San, who had been secretly covering fire from behind the zombie horde with his brothers, immediately rushed over.
Old Da and Old Er instantly provided cover, ignoring the zombies lunging at them, and charged headlong toward He Jie.
Feeling the hot streams whizzing past their ears, the three were thrilled with boiling blood.
The anti-aircraft machine gun carved a death line around them; all zombies crossing it were precisely headshot by He Jie.
Soon, the light machine gun was handed to He Jie.
He Jie took the light and heavy machine guns, his hands steady as a rock.
Two streams of fire, one fast and one slow, sprayed from the muzzles, like a musician’s baton, with He Jie as the excellent conductor.
Perfectly manipulating the two machine guns with entirely different rhythms to suppress the zombie horde.
Suddenly, his left knee slammed upward, his left hand swiftly gliding over the gun body, neck flicking as the prepared ammunition belt loaded precisely, and as the machine gun dipped, he pulled the trigger again.
“Bang-bang-bang——”
The woodpecker pecking at a tree trunk sounded again.
Meanwhile, the light machine gun in his right hand never wavered from start to finish, its muzzle flame steady as if painted on.
This scene left Old San stunned in place.
“Give me two of your cigarettes.”
He Jie shouted.
Old San immediately pulled out his cigarettes, held them, paused, “No fire.”
“No fire?” He Jie’s mouth twitched; he was about to curse.
Old San reacted instantly, rubbed it on the red-hot gun barrel, lit the cigarette, and respectfully stuffed it into He Jie’s mouth.
“Two! Is the other one for my grave?!”
Old San hurriedly stuffed the other one in too.
He Jie took a deep drag, the two embers accelerating like they were racing toward his mouth.
His narrowed eyes perfectly reflected the Butcher’s figure charging over.
“Rookie, watch closely—this is a Firepower Specialist!”
He spat out two cigarette butts; the fire lines from the two machine guns madly shredded toward that tall figure.
Under the double blockade, even the Tier 2 Butcher couldn’t fully dodge the bullets.
The Corpse Armor was instantly pierced.
Bone fragments flew, blood splattered everywhere.
But that figure didn’t hesitate for a moment, charging straight at the conveyor belt where everyone was.
At that moment, the ammunition belts of both machine guns ran dry, and the Butcher had already rushed onto the adjacent shelf.
Only seven or eight seconds had passed.
“I said ten seconds, and it’s ten seconds!”
Fierce light flashed in He Jie’s eyes; he tossed the machine guns, and his thick thigh kicked fiercely at the metal shelf beside him.
The tactical fabric wrapping his thigh was instantly stretched tight by swelling muscle.
“Bang!”
The shelf snapped and collapsed toward the ground; the Butcher roared unwillingly, lashed out with its Bone Whip, and the ferocious man was sent flying.
Not knowing which cargo pile he crashed into.
Meanwhile, Su Huan’s spear was fully charged and ready!
In an instant, the entire space lit up, as if someone had thrown a flashbang into the Logistics Center.
The blue-white spear clearly appeared above the Butcher’s head; with the contact point as center, countless currents instantly bloomed like a spider web spreading through the space, each one like a shackle locking the Butcher in place.
“Roar——”
The Butcher let out a pained roar, its black head nearly bursting from its chest.
“Now—use up the rocket launcher on me!”
The Three Brothers’ preserved rocket launcher finally came into play.
The explosive roar instantly deafened everyone; the sound echoed layer upon layer in the enclosed space.
It took a good while to fade.
Su Huan narrowed his eyes.
Tier 2 General Energy Perception’s range was exactly five meters; though he hated to believe it, from the General Energy Perception results, that guy seemed still alive.
And his body’s energy had dropped to twenty percent.
With insufficient overall energy, output intensity would also drop.
Now he could only fire one shot.
Silently picking up the Electromagnetic Sniper Rifle, Su Huan found the most energy-saving gun-holding posture.
“Heh heh…”
As the smoke and dust cleared, the Butcher, missing one leg and half its body, supported itself with a Bone Blade and stood up.
Its Corpse Armor shattered; every movement squeezed large streams of blood from the bullet holes on its body.
The Butcher’s shoulders split open backward, its scarlet eyes fixed deadly on Su Huan as it hopped toward them on one leg.
The surrounding surviving zombies also roared and charged over.
“Bang!”
Suddenly, flames burst from its remaining leg.
The Butcher was flipped onto the ground.
“Bang bang bang——”
Precise and rhythmic gunshots steadily rang out.
Every zombie approaching Su Huan had its head exploded.
Su Huan, standing in the center, hadn’t figured out what was happening when he heard clear and dense gunshots coming from both sides of the warehouse.
