Chapter 87 - Sending off

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In the abandoned mine, a few zombies were continuously digging iron ores with pickaxes. The remaining zombie was moving the iron ores from the mine back and forth, piling them up in a corner. This scene puzzled Prisoner Snake and his people who were observing in the dark. What was going on? What were these zombies doing? Were they working together to mine? Since when did zombies have such high intelligence? A player nudged Prisoner Snake who was in a daze. “Brother Snake, what do you say?” Prisoner Snake gritted his teeth. “Go!” The Dawn Guild was already very dissatisfied with him. This was his last chance! Prisoner Snake carefully took out his wooden bow from his backpack and aimed at the zombies. “Whoosh!” Due to the distance, when the arrow landed on the vine zombie’s back, it had already lost most of its power and was repelled by the vine armour under its skin. “Ka!” Being attacked, the vine zombie paused and turned around to look at Prisoner Snake and the others. “Shoot the arrows!” Prisoner Snake waved his hand. More than ten people raised their wooden bows at the same time. “Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!” Another round of arrows rained down. The vine zombies who were carrying the iron ores turned around at the same time. They threw down the pickaxes in their hands and rushed toward Prisoner Snake and the others while swaying. It worked! Seeing that the zombie clones were attracted over, Prisoner Snake was overjoyed. “Quick! Lure them to the prison!” Prisoner Snake immediately led the players out of the mine. Luring zombies was not as easy as they had imagined. They needed to master a certain degree of control. Prisoner Snake found that these zombies seemed to have a special obsession with the mine. When they were far away, the vine zombies would turn around and run back to the mine. At this time, they needed to attack them again to attract their attention. Prisoner Snake spent a lot of energy and more than an hour luring the zombies to the vicinity of the prison. None of the eight mutated zombies escaped! Seeing that the prison was just ahead, Prisoner Snake was excited. He had confidence in these mutated zombies. These mutated zombies could bring a lot of trouble to the people in the prison. Maybe they could even directly break through the entire prison! “We’re almost there! Brothers! Work harder! Take the opportunity to break through the prison!” Prisoner Snake shouted to them to raise their spirits. At this time, he suddenly noticed that the game log popped up several red warning boxes. [Hint: You’ve received an emergency message from the survival radio.] [Hint: You’ve received an emergency message from the survival radio.] [Hint: You’ve received an emergency message from the survival radio.] [Hint: You’ve received an emergency message from the survival…] Prisoner Snake’s expression changed slightly, and an ominous feeling rose in his heart. So urgent? Could it be that something had happened to the residence? Prisoner Snake quickly opened the survival radio to check. The players who stayed in the shelter sent messages one after another. Zhou Yu: “Brother Snake! Not good, the residence is being attacked by a zombie crowd!” Zhou Yu: “It’s the same as last night, they’re all mutated zombies! We can’t stop them!” Qian Feihong: “Zombies! There are so many zombies, 30 to 40 of them! Brother Snake, come back, we can’t hold them off with just a few of us here!” Qian Feihong: “Brother Snake, we have escaped.” Wang Zhen: “Brother Snake, the zombies are starting to demolish our shelter, we can’t do anything.” Qian Feihong: “Brother Snake, come back quickly! If you don’t come back soon, our shelter will be torn down…” Looking at the emergency messages that kept coming from the survival radio, Prisoner Snake broke out in cold sweat. God! The zombies besieged his base? They even started tearing down his shelter? It was the same situation as last night when the abandoned mine was attacked! Were these zombies crazy? Who did he offend? Why did the game system keep targeting him? If the shelter was demolished, how would he survive the night? Should he go back to rescue, or should he continue? Prisoner Snake was in a mess. “Brother Snake, we’re almost at the prison. There seems to be someone in the watchtower over there.” Prisoner Snake raised his head and looked at the watchtower in the prison. The watchtower was still damaged when he came here a few days ago, but it had been repaired in the past two days. “They should have noticed us already. Should we continue to charge?” Prisoner Snake gritted his teeth. He was going to give it his all! His plan was about to be completed and the prison was right in front of him. How could he give up now? He only needed five minutes! He just needed another five minutes! Even zombies couldn’t demolish their residences so quickly. Prisoner Snake comforted himself. He quickly sent a message to tell the team that they were on their way back, asking them to delay as much as possible. “Let’s go! Let’s go!” Prisoner Snake took the lead and quickly ran a few steps forward. He knew that the area in front of him was the prison. There were NPC mercenaries in the prison. As long as he entered the prison’s detection area and made a provocative move to attack the prison, with the intelligence of those mercenaries, they would choose to shoot! At that time, the gunshots would attract the group of mutated zombies behind him! A perfect plan! It was time to gamble his life! At such a long distance, the lethality of the pistol would not be too high, and the accuracy would be greatly reduced. As long as his luck was not too bad, his life would not be in danger! “Brothers, charge with me!” Prisoner Snake shouted loudly and together with his subordinates, they charged towards the prison. “Kill!!” “Kill them all!” The players knew that this was the chance to fight with their lives on the line. They quickly ran and shouted as they charged towards the prison, using this to attract the attention of the NPC guards on the watchtower. “Bang!” There was a gunshot. It was done! The moment he heard the gunshot, Prisoner Snake’s heart calmed down. However, the next moment, Prisoner Snake’s face turned pale. He saw the head of a player who was running in front of him explode. Prisoner Snake’s body was still moving forward, but his mind was blank. “Bang!” Another gunshot. Blood splattered on Prisoner Snake’s right cheek. Prisoner Snake subconsciously turned his head. The head of one of his subordinates on his right exploded again, and his body swayed as he fell to the ground. It was a sniper rifle! It could cause such a wound from such a long distance. Only sniper rifles could do such damage in the Zombie Apocalypse game. They had sniper rifles?! Not only did this group of people have sniper rifles, but some people could use them? It was over! It was all over! Run! As many as possible! Prisoner Snake turned his head and shouted at the players who were running towards the prison. “Quick…” Just as the words left his mouth. “Bang!” A gunshot sounded. Prisoner Snake’s head exploded in front of the players. “Bang! Bang!” “Bang!” On the tower, Liao Bufan stood beside the elite mercenary of the Dark Knights. Every time he pulled the trigger, every gunshot would cause a player’s head to explode. Strong! He was too strong! With such combat ability, why would he be afraid of the Dawn Guild? As expected of the elite NPC of the Dark Knights. Every shot was accurate! From the looks of it, he should be at least a Level 10 gun mastery expert, right? Liao Bufan was extremely envious! “But the members of the Dawn Guild are so strange. Why are they rushing here to die?” “And they’re still shouting. Are they afraid that we won’t know?” Liao Bufan felt that it was strange. He stuck his head out and continued to look outside the prison. He silently looked at the players of Dawn who were trying to escape outside. Every one of them was shot in the head by a sniper rifle. “Sigh! If they want to send themselves to death, I can’t even stop them.” Bang! Bang! Bang! Gunshots rang out one after another. In less than two minutes, all the players that Prisoner Snake had brought along were shot in the head. None of them survived. The zombies that were originally chasing after Prisoner Snake and the others paused when they saw that they were all dead. They seemed to have understood something. They staggered back and continued to mine..

Chapter 87 - Sending off

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