My Apocalypse Fortress Vehicle

"There is a mob! There is a mob! Shoot and kill the mob!"

Zhang Ji was seen lying on the ground, twitching constantly, and blood was pouring out of the bullet holes in his body. Zhang Ji's secretary trembled and gave orders to the soldiers on the first floor.

Upon seeing this, the soldiers all raised their guns and fired wildly at the Doomsday Fortress.

However, the bullet did not easily break the car window glass and penetrate the car window as they expected. They were all blocked, unable to break through any defenses on the car body.

"Fuck, Old Ding, run away, you've offended someone you shouldn't have!"

Old Tang took advantage of the situation and saw that the situation had changed and the advantage was in Gu Zhuo's favor. He pulled Old Ding and wanted to run away. Old Ding was pulled by him and trotted forward a few trembling steps.

The entire trading market was messed up by Gu Zhuo. Taking advantage of this moment, some people fled, and some people hurriedly grabbed things and ran away.

Among the chaotic crowd, a strong man seized this opportunity.

Two iron chains were chained to his feet, and his hands were handcuffed. It turns out that he was a slave waiting to be traded here.

Seeing that the entire venue was in chaos, the slave master urged the man:

"Go quickly, go quickly, grandma's, the good trading market has now become a zero-dollar purchase, it's really unlucky for you to step on the horse!"

But the slave remained motionless, standing still and deaf to his words.

"What do you want to do? You want to rebel even if you ride on a horse?"

Seeing this, the slave owner pulled out the electric baton that had been stuck in his belt and was about to stab the slave. Who would have thought that before he stabbed the slave, the slave quickly grabbed his wrist with his backhand, and then twisted his wrist hard. The slave owner screamed in pain, and the electric baton fell to the ground.

The slave grabbed the slave owner's wrist with one hand, pulled him down, bent down, and picked up the electric baton from the ground.

He turned on the electric baton, and then stabbed the slave owner in a panic.

Just hearing a "sizzling" sound of electricity, the slave turned the power of the electric baton to the maximum,

"If you like riding horses, you like electric people, right? I'll give them back to you."

He whispered, and the electric baton shocked the slave owner for more than ten seconds, and then he kicked the slave owner to the ground.

The slave owner was lying on the ground, his whole body was weak, he kept moaning, and he only felt a numbness all over his body. The slave knelt down and searched him, trying to find the key to unlocking his chains. The slave owner still wanted to struggle, but was slapped hard. He looked up and saw the slave staring at him fiercely:

"Don't move too much, or I will kill you."

The slave owner was originally arrogant and arrogant, but he was used to the feeling of being superior to others. Now that he was threatened by the slave, his face turned pale and he was speechless.

After searching him for a while, he found a bunch of keys in the pocket inside his clothes.

After finding the key, the slave grabbed it in his hand and punched the slave owner hard in the face, knocking him unconscious.

After trying the keys one by one, the slave finally opened his handcuffs and the iron chains on his feet. The slave threw the keys at the slave master who fainted on the ground. He opened his worn-out clothes and saw the iron-green number "10" carved with iron on his arm.

That means he is slave number ten.

"Damn it, I'm not a slave."

After he finished speaking, he put down his sleeves, moved his wrist, and spat on the ground.

At this time, Gu Zhuo was using Gatling to shoot at the soldiers in front of him. No matter what those soldiers said, their physical fitness and reaction speed were top-notch. A few were shot and fell into a pool of blood. The rest were He quickly found cover and hid.

They forcefully pulled the people who wanted to drive away with supplies from the car, and then leaned against the car body and hid behind the car.

Gatling's bullets hit the car body, leaving many bullet holes.

Zhang Ji was breathing his last breath at this time and would die at any time. His secretary didn't care about anything else and began to fumble around on him, and finally found a mobile phone. He turned on his phone, dialed a number, and then shouted at the other end of the phone:

"Tank, tank! Drive the tank to the trading market, otherwise it will be over!"

While the secretary was on the phone, the soldiers took advantage of the bunker to hide and fired randomly outside.

Not only did their shooting not damage Gu Zhuo's Doomsday Fortress, they also shot many innocent people. Now the market was filled with screams and chaos, with flesh and blood flying everywhere.

The slave who broke free just now did not run away with the crowd. He bent down and walked against the crowd.

He was so strong that even if someone bumped into him, he would be bounced away and sit on the ground.

In order to prevent those flying bullets from accidentally injuring himself, he picked up a corpse that had long been killed by stray bullets from the ground, blocked it beside him, and accelerated his speed to reach behind the soldiers.

How could those soldiers notice the slave who was approaching sneakily? They were all focused on Gu Zhuo.

At this moment, the slave had reached the truck where the soldiers were using as a cover. He threw the body on his back to the ground, and then pounced on it like a tiger.

"Fuck, who is it?"

A soldier was attacked by him and fell directly to the ground, and then the two men struggled on the spot. The slave was stronger than the soldier. He pinned the soldier under him and punched him directly in the temple.

The soldier was quickly beaten unconscious. The slave was about to pick up the gun he had thrown aside. When other soldiers noticed the movement here, they fired directly at him with "bang bang bang".

"That guy has accomplices, damn it, shoot, shoot quickly!"

Seeing the dense bullets, the slave rolled on the spot and carried the soldier who had been beaten unconscious on the ground in front of him, using it as a human shield.

Listening to the sound of the bullet hitting the human body, the slave gritted his teeth, glanced sideways, and quickly reached for the gun on the side.

Touched it!

The moment he got the gun, he loaded the gun skillfully, then pointed the barrel at the soldiers, and fired fiercely.

Those soldiers had no human shields to cover them, and there was Gu Zhuo's giant Buddha behind them. Now they were attacked from both sides and were in a desperate situation.

"Fuck, there's only one accomplice on the other side. If you're afraid of a hammer, give it to me!"

A soldier shouted, seeing that he was about to die and had to fight no matter what, he held a gun and fired at the slaves hiding behind the human shield.

Unfortunately, before he could get close to the slave, he was shot to death by him.

"Retreat, retreat, wait for the tanks to come!"

Another soldier said that only four or five of them were still alive at this time.

Hearing that they wanted to retreat, the slave squatted behind the human shield, took a deep breath, and counted from "one" silently in his heart.

Finally, counting to three, he stood up from the ground and fired wildly at the soldiers!

Bullets fell like raindrops, and he forcefully fired the rifle into a machine gun position.

"You all die!"

He roared angrily, as if he was not afraid that the soldiers' stray bullets would hurt him. He was already red-eyed.

As he fired a burst of fire, the last few remaining soldiers fell into a pool of blood, and the escort team of the trading mall was completely destroyed.

The slave breathed a sigh of relief, and a slight bead of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Hey, who are you!"

Gu Zhuo had already noticed what happened. His Gatling stopped shooting and asked the gloomy, bear-like man standing opposite him.

"Jia Sheng."

The man answered him,

"Someone who has no animosity toward you and just wants to trash the place with you."