Ten minutes later, Nalanhong finally found an armored vehicle at the end of the arsenal. The body of this armored vehicle was shiny and had never been used. The tracks were clean and without any rust. He opened the fuel tank cover and took a look.

Although it was over sixty or seventy years ago, fortunately, the diesel fuel had not all evaporated. It should have been full at the time, leaving just enough at the bottom of the tank in the 21st century.

Xie Guanbao's shot was quite comfortable. He was in the mood when he suddenly stopped pulling the trigger and froze there. The zombies were approaching, so he reacted and fired again.

"Lao Xie, are you stupid? Why were you so dazed just now?" Haiyue asked.

While shooting, he said very low-key: "Brother Bao seemed to have hit something just now. He probably got into trouble. Go and see how Nalanhong is doing? Hurry up and hurry him up."

"Just keep fighting. This underground base is full of these messy mutated creatures. Why are there still people asking you to pay for it with your life?"

"Well, I guess I have to pay with my life, and you are asking me to pay with my life. I seem to have discounted the supply pipe behind that...that monster!"

The mutated Human Face Mushroom lost the restraints of the supply pipe and rushed over like crazy, waving its reorganized arms and beating its descendants to pieces along the way. The disgusting long tongue in its mouth

He swept towards the arsenal.

Seeing that he was in trouble, Lao Xie quickly concentrated and planned to use the heavy firepower of mg-42 to suppress the monster like an ordinary mutated zombie. But it was obvious that his thinking was too simple. The steel on the big guy's left wrist

The clamp was blocked in front, and all the bullets hit it bounced away without any damage at all. No matter how fierce the firepower of this heavy machine gun was, it dared to face it and move forward.

Haiyue Hua's face turned pale with fright, and she quickly turned around to see if there were any heavy firearms with more powerful firepower. But what was left was nothing more than some 38 guns, or American Thompsons, and mg-42 couldn't keep up with it. These weapons

Not to mention it.

Just when the two were about to retreat and die together with these guys, the roar of a motor came from the innermost part of the arsenal, and a light tank was slowly driven out by Nalanhong.

Nalanhong could not speak in the tank, and the roar of the machinery was deafening and could not hear anything. When the two saw the savior coming, they dropped all their weapons and ran away. When the tank approached them, the tracks stopped rolling, and the two

The man turned over and got in.

Xie Guanbao was the last one to go in and clicked the tank's head cover. He found a 7.4mm machine gun on top and a long list of bullet magazines hanging below. He had been enjoying the fight just now. How could he give up this opportunity now? He quickly got on it.

As soon as he got into the machine gunner's position, he wanted to shoot.

"Lao Xie, come down quickly. The tank's firepower is too strong. If it misfires, the entire arsenal will explode into the sky!"

After all, they had to be tanks and armored vehicles. Wherever they went, they crushed the zombies with mutated bodies into a pulp. They were unstoppable along the way, without any trouble. In the end, what they left behind along the way were either human arms or thighs.

Neatly lined ruts led more than a dozen zombies who climbed onto the tank straight to the gate of the underground base.
Chapter completed!