Time Travel: I am a Warlord in Doomsday America

There were not many zombies in the group. Most of them had been attracted and cleared out by Zhang Qiang in the hospital parking lot. As a result of firing until his shoulders lost feeling, Zhang Qiang earned 2650 points.

Faced with a dense group of zombies whose number was obviously less than a hundred, Zhang Qiang had an empty and safe street behind him. The machine gun maintained horizontal firing, and the efficiency of clearing the zombies was even more terrifying.

Because one 8.6mm bullet can penetrate the heads of several zombies, then deflect to other zombies, cut open the body cavity, and expose the black and red organs inside.

The standing zombies were targeted by the machine gun fire chain and were affected, falling down quickly in groups. Soon there were no standing figures left on the street.

Otis crawled to Zhang Qiang's feet and looked back breathlessly at the group of zombies that had been chasing him just now. Now they had become pieces of dead bodies lying on the ground.

In the opposite direction of the zombies, the sound of a car driving away was heard in the distance. Zhang Qiang and Otis on the ground looked at each other, and both understood what had happened.

Otis: "I'm gonna kill that bastard!!!"

Zhang Qiang: “…”

To be fair, if Zhang Qiang was Sean, he would do the same thing, killing a passerby he had just met to save his life. If Zhang Qiang didn't have so many bullets, he would do the same.

After Zhang Qiang helped Otis up, he said calmly, "Keep going. You know where the school is, right? We can only go there now."

"Thanks man...I won't forget your help..."

Otis leaned on Zhang Qiang's shoulder with gratitude, using the strength to support himself and walk. Now he could only limp forward.

A piece of meat weighing nearly 300 kilograms was hung on Zhang Qiang's shoulders. Zhang Qiang's face darkened and he said to Otis unhappily, "You should lose weight."

Otis: "Next time, I'll..."

Supporting Otis, Zhang Qiang advanced in the dark under the moonlight, holding a silenced pistol, and shot the zombies that occasionally walked out of the buildings on the street in the head.

The two walked for a long time at night and finally reached the school gate in the middle of the night.

Zhang Qiang asked Otis to sit on the ground and rest. He slung the MG338 on his back and once again cleared out the small group of zombies wandering around the school.

The dull sound of the machine gun attracted the attention of Daryl, who was on duty on the roof. He picked up the radio beside him and shouted into it:

"Mormor!! Wake up everyone!! Something's happening!! Wait!! It looks like Zhang!! Come to support...

Uh, forget it... no need, he's almost killed all the zombies..."

Daryl observed the situation at the school gate, his words changing, then he calmly accepted everything that happened tonight again and went downstairs.

Moore, who was in dishevel, came with a pistol and opened the door for Zhang Qiang with Daryl.

Seeing the new thing on Zhang Qiang's back, Moore whistled and seemed to be envious of the machine gun.

Then he looked at Otis and asked Zhang Qiang, "Who is this fat guy?"

Otis: “…”

Zhang Qiang said impatiently, "Stop talking nonsense, Moore. Go get the two medical staff who saved him a few days ago to come and help. This guy has been shot. Don't let him die. If he doesn't work, amputate him."

Otis: “…”

In the school, the ambulance was started, and two medical staff who had just joined the camp were awakened by Moore and went to perform surgery on Otis.

There were enough medical equipment in the ambulance, and Otis was carrying a small bag on his back, which contained supplies he had looted at the medical center.

Zhang Qiang was not worried about the medicine issue. He just wanted to see the medical level of Morris and Siller. Both of them were chief surgeons in the town hospital. Due to lack of staff, they acted as emergency personnel and were finally trapped in the school.

Otis was carried into the ambulance for a crude operation. When he saw two white doctors wearing sterile gowns and gloves, he sighed:

"Luckily it's not a veterinarian like Hershel."

"Ah!!! Fuck!! Son of a bitch..."

Then I fainted from the pain.

Without anesthesia, Morris and Siller were helpless. But Zhang Qiang had asked for the surgery, and they couldn't refuse.

In Zhang Qiang's view, Otis' life is not important. If he can be saved, he will be saved. If he dies in an accident, that's fine.

As long as it is within his ability, he can try something and accept results that are beyond his ability.

The operation went smoothly. Because the muscle and fat layer on Otis's calf was thick enough, the pistol bullet was cushioned and did not hit the leg bone directly, splitting shrapnel. Morris and Siller quickly completed the debridement and suturing.

Zhang Qiang accepted the report from Morris and Siller with satisfaction and said to them:

“You are residents of the town, so your family members should all be in the town, right?

I will give you a reward and I will provide you with the power to help you find them."

Siller and Morris thanked Zhang Qiang gratefully, and were then waved away by Zhang Qiang.

After a busy day and night, it was already dawn and Zhang Qiang was extremely sleepy.

Time passed quickly and it was night again. After finishing their work, the children and adults in the school camp returned to their respective rooms to rest.

Otis was placed in an ambulance under the teaching building. The crude stretcher made it difficult for him to turn over, so he could only lie there weakly and dazed.

There was no one on duty on the rooftop of the teaching building today. Dai Ya drove back in the morning. Moore felt that Zhang Qiang had also returned, so he could relax for a while, so he and Maya played role-playing in a class in the teaching building.

Daryl took a cold shower and went to rest.

The school, shrouded in darkness, happened to welcome an uninvited guest tonight.

Otis lay in the ambulance with the door wide open, and the breeze from outside occasionally blew away the heat in the car.

His right calf was wrapped in a large amount of bandages like a dumpling.

“Twinkle, twinkle little star…”

Otis had just woken up and was singing the nursery rhymes his mother used to sing when he was a child. Since there was no one else around, he might as well entertain himself.

"Wow, there's a kid here who still has a childlike heart..."

"Hahaha, it's a poor fat guy..."

A strange voice sounded from behind the ambulance, mocking Otis in a low voice.

Otis didn't react. He was tired of being called fat all day.

Two tall figures walked into the ambulance in the night. Otis turned his eyes and saw blurry and unfamiliar faces.

And they are all white...

"You are?"

Otis didn't recognize anyone in the school camp. He thought it was someone else who came to see him and asked them questions normally.

A dagger flashing with cold light suddenly pressed against Otis's fat neck, and Otis realized something was wrong! !

He didn't dare to speak, but the other party warned him fiercely: "Keep your voice down, or I'll cut your fat meat!"

When the other white man saw that his companion had already held Otis hostage, he said with relief:

"Keep an eye on him. Others are sneaking into the building. This group of people has heavy firepower. Save the fat man's life first, lest he struggles and alerts his companions."

"I know. Go help them! The sooner we solve it, the sooner we can go back and have fun..."

In the principal's office in the office building, Zhang Qiang was sleeping on a brown cowhide sofa. He had locked the door of the room. He did this on purpose before falling into a deep sleep, for the sake of quietness and safety.

The doorknob of the wooden door turned gently, and someone outside the room tried to open the door. The sound of the doorknob turning did not wake up Zhang Qiang. The person outside the door was quiet for a while, and then a metallic clicking sound came from the keyhole again.

In less than half a minute, the door was pried open by people outside, and a short white man and a fat black man walked in, both carrying guns.

The short white man was carrying a shotgun on his back, guarding his surroundings with the gun. He winked at the fat black man, and when he saw Zhang Qiang lying on the sofa, the fat black man took out a dagger and walked up to him.

The cold blade pressed against Zhang Qiang's neck. The coldness made Zhang Qiang open his eyes and clench his hands tightly. He knew that he might have encountered the worst thing.

"You are?"

Zhang Qiang looked at the black man calmly and asked.

"Keep your voice down, or I'll slit your throat."

The fat black man grinned with his thick lips and stared at Zhang Qiang with a ferocious look.

The white dwarf held a shotgun, closed the door of the principal's office, leaned against the door and listened to the noise outside.

There were four other people entering the office building, and he was paying attention to their movements.

"Where is your arsenal? Tell the truth, if you dare to lie to me, I will cut off your nose first."

The fat black man threatened Zhang Qiang again and pressed the dagger in his hand against Zhang Qiang's neck with more force. The blade cut through the skin and traces of blood oozed out.

Zhang Qiang was thinking about ways to break the impasse, and he couldn't help feeling annoyed. He didn't know what had happened to the others, and how a group of survivors outside could sneak into the school.

Zhang Qiang stuck out his tongue and pretended to cough, indicating that the pressure of the dagger in the black man's hand was too strong and it was difficult for him to speak.

"Over there...over there..."

Zhang Qiang slowly stretched out his hand and pointed to a cabinet in the principal's office. Because he was unarmed, the black man was much less vigilant.

"where?"

The black man looked in the direction Zhang Qiang pointed.

Just as he turned his head, a silenced pistol suddenly appeared in Zhang Qiang's empty hand, and the silenced barrel was pressed against the black man's jaw.

sudden!!

The bullet penetrated the black man's entire head, and a column of blood with white brain matter spurted out from the top of the black man's head.

"Fuck!!!"

The white man guarding the gate was stunned for two seconds, then he raised his shotgun, aimed at Zhang Qiang and opened fire.

boom! ! !

A loud gunshot was heard, and the shotgun containing multiple steel balls smashed the body of the black man standing in front of Zhang Qiang into a bloody mess. Zhang Qiang's pupils contracted, and he grabbed the black man's body and raised his gun to fight back.

sudden! sudden! sudden!

After pulling the trigger three times in a row, Zhang Qiang's vision was blocked by the black man, so he could only shoot at the white man at the door. Soon he heard the white man's scream of pain, and he replaced the pistol in his hand with an AK, and fired at the door with one hand! !

"Fuck!! What is this…"

Sitting on the ground injured, the white man looked at Zhang Qiang in disbelief.

Ta-ta-ta-ta…ta-ta-ta!!!

More than a dozen bullets penetrated the white man's body, causing his corpse to tremble continuously.

"Zi... Zhang! Zhang! What happened?! Why are there gunshots?!"

Moore's voice suddenly came from the intercom on the armrest of the sofa.

Zhang Qiang pushed aside the black man's body that was blocking his way, picked up the intercom angrily, and shouted:

"Enemy has entered the school!! I just killed two!! Mor! Hurry up and move!! Kill all the strangers I see!!"

After saying that, Zhang Qiang walked up to the white dwarf who was twitching with blood gushing from his mouth and nose with an AKM rifle, and fired another burst of bullets into the forehead of the corpse whose reflexes were still active.

boom! ! !

The door of the principal's office was suddenly hit by a shotgun blast. Zhang Qiang hurriedly covered his head and did a tactical roll to hide behind the wall.

The people outside the door heard the noise and fired at the principal's office! !

"Listen, you bastards in there, throw out your weapons! Everyone, lie on the ground and don't move! Otherwise we will kill all your children and women!!"

There was a roar from the intruder outside the door.

Zhang Qiang looked at the door of the principal's office with a big hole blown in it by a shotgun, and felt a little scared. He was almost hit directly by the shotgun just now.

"You bunch of idiots, when I kill you, I will cut off your heads and hang them at the school gate!!!"

Zhang Qiang thought angrily.

boom…

Suddenly, a stone flew in through the window of the principal's office.

Zhang Qiang's eyes widened, then he carefully reached under the window with the gun in hand.

He saw a familiar face - Sean Welsh.