The Walking Dead: Rebuild

Chapter 27 Range Suppression (Please vote, collect, and recommend)

Shaxi Town, Closter Chemical Plant.

Leon held a Remington 700 police sniper rifle and lay on the roof of a small building 800 meters away from the chemical plant. The center of the scope was facing a strong white man with a bald head.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, held his breath, and adjusted the muzzle of the gun according to the wind direction, gravity, and distance.

boom!
There was a crisp gunshot.

In the scope, a bright blood flower burst out from the thigh of the strong bald white man.

Click!

The ferocious-looking man immediately fell to the ground, holding his thighs and wailing on the ground. His companions were so shocked that they immediately hid in different bunkers and looked around randomly.

Gan!Still not skilled enough.

Although he had taken the time to practice hundreds of rounds of sniper rifles, he still couldn't make a precise hit. This round was originally aimed at the bald head.

But it doesn't matter. These street gangster-level predators have never experienced the feeling of being shot by a sniper rifle.

The distance of 800 meters has reached the suppression of the range of pistols. Even if they are discovered by them, they will not pose any threat to Lyon.

drop!Moore's voice came over the intercom.

"Boss, I heard your gunshots, do we need to launch an attack immediately?"

Leon ejected the hot bullet, turned the muzzle of the gun, and pointed the scope at a little punk hiding behind a wooden board.

"Don't act now, keep hiding and wait for my order."

Moore's voice was not nervous at all, and even a little excited.

"Okay, boss, Lao Mo is waiting for your order."

boom!
There was another crisp gunshot.

Leon's shot was quite lucky. The bullet penetrated the wooden board directly and penetrated the gangster's neck, taking away a large piece of flesh and blood.

The blood spurted out more than a meter away, and the tattooed gangster covered his neck, lying on the ground and hissing in despair.

This was Leon's first time to kill someone. Perhaps it was because of the long-distance killing, but there was no negative fluctuation in his heart, and there was even a kind of excitement and excitement that surpassed other lives.

Reloading the bullet again and turning the muzzle, Leon's arm was as steady as a rock and the scope didn't tremble at all.

This time the target is a middle-aged gangster in his 40s with green hair.

He has a vicious skull tattoo on his face. He may have been frightened by the helpless killings of his companions. His expression was distorted and he crawled towards the building tremblingly, without even noticing that he had left the cover of the bunker. .

boom!
The third gunshot!
This time, the accuracy was a little off, and it hit the green-haired gangster's right wrist with a whoosh. The flesh and blood exploded, and the entire palm was thrown several meters away, and fell to the feet of another gangster. There were more on the floor. A scumbag wailing desperately.

Leon reloaded and aimed again, but the remaining three predators had already learned how to behave, lying dead behind the obstacle, not daring to move at all.

After chatting for a minute, seeing that the three of them looked like they were unwilling to be beaten to death, Leon turned his gun and pointed it at the strong bald man who was shot in the thigh for the first time and was still wailing desperately.

According to the prisoner's information, this man is the so-called Fire Bull Gang's little leader Emton, a real bad guy who has been in jail many times and has committed many murders.

Even if a person like this is caught alive, he will not leave him alive.

He held his breath and aimed for a few seconds.boom!
The fourth shot was fired.

The bullet hit the man's chest and abdomen directly, bursting a huge blood hole.

The wailing stopped suddenly, as if fear was overwhelming everything. A blond gangster in his 20s with a crazy expression suddenly stood up from the bunker, fired randomly with a pistol, and opened and closed his mouth rapidly, as if he was cursing. What.

Leon didn't tolerate him. With the fifth gunshot, the young gangster fell to the ground wailing, holding his stomach that had a bloody hole opened, and soon lost his breath.

Of the eight gangsters who participated in the sneak attack, two were killed in Atlanta, three more died here, and one had his hand broken, basically losing the power to resist.

Leon thought for a while, the leader was dead. Human life is the most precious in the end of the world. Even if he is captured and made a slave, it is better than turning into a zombie.

He did not continue to kill everyone, but took out the walkie-talkie and said:

"Moll, you can go in and arrest people. Be careful. You can accept surrender. If you resist, just kill them."

"I'll cover you remotely."

It took a few seconds for Moll's voice to sound a little depressed.

"Boss, you are too powerful. They just fired a few shots, and they died down. Those of us didn't even have a chance to show."

Leon chuckled and said:
"Don't worry, our main enemies are still the zombies. I don't want to make the already scarce humans even rarer."

You were not so merciful when you killed people just now, Moore silently complained in his heart, and said:
"Yes, boss, let's take action!"

"Well, be careful."

Through the scope, Leon noticed that the combat team of Umbrella Corporation began to surround the chemical plant.

Ten strong men equipped with body armor and protective clothing, holding automatic assault rifles in their hands, surrounded two low-level gangsters who were lying in the bunker and did not dare to move. They only had pistols in their hands. The result is self-evident.

Leon was on alert for an accident the whole time. It wasn't until Moore and others tied up all three gangsters who were still alive that he slowly walked from the top floor of the building where he was hiding to the occupied chemical plant.

The next process was so familiar that Moore didn't even need Leon's instructions. He led his people to search the chemical plant thoroughly.

The food had been consumed and there was not much living material left. Moer found thirteen survivors, three children, two old people, and eight adults, trapped tightly in a warehouse.

They had probably been starved for several days, and each of them was very weak. There were also two younger women who were disheveled and had obvious signs of being violated.

Although it was more miserable, it was not beyond their imagination.

In addition, they also found nearly [-] tons of chemical fertilizers and some various chemical raw materials in this factory. What interested Leon the most was sulfur. According to Lyon's shallow chemical knowledge, this should be used to make gunpowder. One of the important raw materials.

The distance is 30 kilometers, so I’m not in a hurry to transport it back now.

After receiving all the supplies from this group of looters, Leon recorded the coordinates here and took the weak survivors back to the Umbrella Company's base.

Amy had been waiting obediently in the reception hall on the first floor. Leon briefly explained the situation to her, this increasingly skilled assistant.Arrangements were made immediately for the next steps.

Storing supplies, receiving the wounded, arranging food and lodging, registering corresponding information, everything was arranged in an orderly manner.

Leon didn't care about these little things. He was very confident in Amy's ability.

Today was a busy day, with all kinds of things happening one after another. In a blink of an eye, it was approaching dusk. They had been waiting all day, and it was time to meet Sean and the others.

(End of this chapter)