Time Travel: I am a Warlord in Doomsday America

The celebration of the end of the war lasted for two days, and the soldiers and workers also rested for two days. It was not until the new week that the school resumed normal operations.

The noise made by people in the past two days inevitably attracted the zombies. Now there are zombies wandering around in Gran Town again. Although the number is not large, they still need to be cleaned up.

On the street a few hundred meters away from the school, Wang Zhiqiang, with a group of underage children and several soldiers, were teaching on-site how to clean up the corpses.

The zombies wandering the streets were scattered, just like a group of zombies that had dispersed. Zhang Qiang had already used a drone to conduct reconnaissance. Starting from the school and heading north, there were zombies wandering in and out of the town, numbering probably several hundred. The group of zombies in the town should be the "leader" of all the zombies.

Wang Zhiqiang worked together with several soldiers to drive their car to block the group of zombies on another street, and then formed a team to start shooting the zombies that were pouring in from all around.

"Roar!!"

"I'm hungry!!"

The rotten human heads gradually gathered together. Wang Zhiqiang and the scorpions stood back to back, holding QBZ-191 rifles in their hands, and fired at the same time to clear out the ugly faces approaching.

The copper-coated steel core bullet has very strong penetrating power, and can often penetrate the heads of two zombies and continue to fly into the rotten flesh of a third zombie.

The soldiers loudly communicated about the direction they were facing, adjusted their movement direction, and moved towards the cleared space. This was a simulation teaching of facing a desperate situation. If they could not escape the encirclement of the zombies, everyone had to integrate their strength and fight their way out.

A group of underage children stood in a street shop watching the actual combat of the Destiny Army, and Alan and her friends were among them.

"We're about to get to practice with fully automatic rifles. Damn, what a great day! I almost vomited from shooting at the range!"

A tall white guy nearby said excitedly.

"Uh, Toss, you better be careful and don't shoot your teammates."

Beside Alan, the fat boy Patrick said with his lips pursed.

During previous training at the shooting range, Toss made a dangerous move by accidentally pointing his gun at his teammates. The instructor of the Destiny Army gave him a beating and punished Toss to clean the streets outside the school for two weeks.

"Patrick, watch your mouth." Toss glared at Patrick unhappily.

When responding to Patrick, Toss paid close attention to Alan's expression, and seeing that the other party had no intention of interfering, he carefully used words to save face.

Alan only performed averagely in the close combat course, and in other training subjects, her performance was better than all the children in the school.

Especially in sports shooting and simulated gunfights, Alan had the shortest completion time and the highest hit rate. In simulated gunfights, Alan's gun-drawing speed was unique, and the laser representing the bullet always hit the opponent's forehead first.

Only those who respect the strong in the same camp can be a qualified reserve army. Although Toss is older and taller than Alan, he has overcome his psychological arrogance and abides by strict discipline.

"Coach Wang and his team have great coordination. The five of them didn't hinder each other's movements at all."

Alan watched the battle downstairs intently, with admiration in his eyes.

When the zombies on the street saw the living people, their movement speed increased a lot. Although they rushed forward ferociously, they still fell under the well-coordinated automatic firepower.

Soon, the last zombie had its head shot off, and the ground was covered with corpses lying in various postures.

Wang Zhiqiang put down his gun and yelled at the boys and girls watching upstairs: "Did you see clearly?"

“See clearly!!!”

The children stood together and responded in unison.

"Well, Alan, Toss, Patrick, Eric, Sophia, come down! Let's try the simple ones first!!"

Wang Zhiqiang named five children, then shouted to the buses blocking the street: "Soap, open the door and let the dog out!!"

Soap, who had been sitting in the bus, reluctantly put on the [Ghost Mask] and started the bus that was blocking the street, creating a large gap for the violent zombies in another street to pour in.

The previous continuous gunfire attracted a lot of training materials, but they were blocked by the parked vehicles and could not pass through.

Now that the bus had struggled to make some space, the zombies, which had been restless for a long time, squeezed into the narrow entrance frantically. Their rotten, wrinkled flesh rubbed against each other, leaving the walls on the street and the front of the bus covered in black blood.

Two soldiers from the Scorpion Unit gave Alan and his men Type 191 rifles. Patrick raised his gun and was about to shoot, but was immediately slapped in the face by the instructor soldiers.

"CHECK YOUR WEAPONS FIRST! WHAT DID YOU LEARN IN SCHOOL!!!"

The scorpion soldier yelled at Patrick rudely.

Patrick lowered his head in shame, and then he saw his friends standing in a row around him removing the magazines of their rifles and constantly pulling the bolts to check their guns.

"Shoot the zombies once they are within one meter of you. If there is a fatal mistake, we will take over directly and you will fail the final exam! Do you understand?!"

Wang Zhiqiang said to the five children with a serious expression.

"clear!!"

"Well, now the exam officially begins."

Following Wang Zhiqiang's order, all the regular troops retreated to the side, and five underage reserve troops officially faced the approaching horde of zombies.

Alan and her two friends seemed very relaxed, while Toss and Sophia were a little nervous. They were not as wild as Alan, who would go to school or stroll outside the town when she had nothing to do. Faced with the hordes of approaching zombies, the inexperienced students were breathing faster.

"Roar!!"

A female zombie with dirty and tangled hair, one shoulder high and one low, took the lead and accelerated towards Toss.

Smelling the strong stench of decay and mud, Toss immediately raised his rifle. The first part of the test was not difficult. It only required everyone to line up and shoot at the zombies. With everyone having full automatic firepower, such a test was just a formality.

Subject 2 is the real test. The test environment requires candidates to enter the streets full of zombies from street-side buildings, and clean up and break out of the environment surrounded by zombies.

"Don't be anxious. Haven't you noticed that we have a limited number of bullets? Adjust your shooting mode! We need to wait until they get closer."

Alan spoke up to comfort Toss. She had already noticed the number of bullets in the magazine, and also observed other people's magazines. No one's magazine was full!

Also, the bus driven by Instructor Soap has not yet blocked the entrance for the zombies to come in, and no one knows how many zombies the instructors plan to release to test them!

If the bullets are used up and the zombies are not cleared out, will I be considered as failing the test?

Alan is mainly worried about this result!

Wang Zhiqiang, who was standing behind the children, nodded with satisfaction. Ailan was indeed a child that Principal Zhang had high hopes for, and his observation skills were indeed outstanding.

After being reminded by Alan, Toss lowered the muzzle of his gun slightly. After some people in the team started to communicate, Toss suddenly felt the pressure on him reduced.

"Okay, fire." Alan raised his voice, with a hint of him taking control of the team's rhythm.

boom!

Toss quickly raised his gun, and the barrel of the 191 rifle almost pierced the forehead of the female zombie. The steel core bullet pierced the head, and a stream of black blood shot out from the back of the corpse's head.

"Fire! Fire!"

Behind the female zombie, a large number of zombies were walking quickly with their dirty arms stretched out. Alan reminded everyone loudly, moved the muzzle of the heavy rifle in his hand, and pulled the trigger repeatedly to shoot the zombies that were close to the team!

Bang bang bang! !

Wang Zhiqiang and other soldiers observed the situation seriously, their hands unconsciously climbing up to the pistols on their waists. Although the school leaders agreed to approve the casualties of the children's graduation exams at the suggestion of Principal Zhang, if an accident really happened, the leaders would still put pressure on the Tianming Army.

Now the school's top management mainly manages internal affairs, while the external affairs are fully responsible by the Destiny Army and Kate. The school's top management has always disagreed on sending minors to fight and survive. For example, Herschel agreed to the children's training assessment only because of the situation.

The Heavenly Fate Army could have directly dispatched troops to clean up the zombie horde this time, but Zhang Qiang advocated taking this opportunity to complete the comprehensive ability evaluation of the children.

The reason for this is that Zhang Qiang is currently facing a new problem. He has already collected all the puzzle pieces to upgrade the mission panel, but it takes a whole year to upgrade the panel! During the year, he can no longer obtain any guns and ammunition resources through the panel, nor can he summon soldiers!

Zhang Qiang is not ready to upgrade the panel yet. He plans to accumulate enough points, then choose a place in the town's factory facilities to serve as an arsenal. After filling it up, he will set the next goal.

At school, Zhang Qiang was smoking a cigar and discussing the school's plans for the coming year with Kate.

We can no longer get a steady supply of troops or munitions, so it is necessary to prepare strategic resources in advance.

"If I don't think it's feasible, then we should just defend these few strongholds for now and stop expanding outward. We'll make another decision after a year." Zhang Qiang said as he exhaled a puff of smoke.

"Are you worried about the drug cartels?" Kate pointed out Zhang Qiang's concerns in one sentence.

Zhang Qiang nodded reluctantly. He had to be cowardly. This group of drug dealers drove Apaches and heavy helicopters to Newnan. If it weren't for their poor combat discipline and the gap with the cult, even if the Destiny Army won this war, it would be a miserable victory.

The drug trafficking group's military strength must be quite powerful, otherwise they would not have stationed dozens of people in Newnan City, equipped with such luxurious firepower as armed helicopters.

"Within a year, I plan to look for some military bases to see if I can find some equipment, preferably some airplanes and tanks."

Zhang Qiang said slowly.

Kate thought about the feasibility of Zhang Qiang's idea. After a moment, she thought of something and reminded him:

"We currently have no prisoners from drug cartels, and I don't know much about the large drug cartels in this world. However, if they have really extended their reach to Newnan, perhaps the military bases near Atlanta have been visited by them."

A military group must have think tank figures in it. Since the U.S. government disappeared directly after the disaster and the U.S. dollar became a pile of waste paper, the drug trafficking groups may target the United States' advanced weapons and equipment for the sake of profit and strength.

"Fuck!!!" Zhang Qiang also thought of this possibility, and immediately stood up and cursed: "This is usurping the United States! Usurping the United States! This is my idea!"