Time Travel: I am a Warlord in Doomsday America

Another day passed. Time always passes quickly after a disaster. If the school hadn't had any major plans recently, perhaps time would have passed even faster in daily life when there was nothing to do.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Zhang Qiang assembled a convoy at the school gate. Seven trucks were driven by laborers, and the pickup trucks with machine guns welded on them were driven by armed team members and soldiers.

There were no slogans before the team set off. A group of soldiers were smoking, drinking hot drinks and exercising near the vehicles.

Many workers in the school got up early to see them off. Some workers who got up late were awakened and stuck their heads out of the dormitory building to cheer.

They knew that the convoy had to risk their lives to search for supplies, and they thought it was their right to cheer and pray for the team.

Zhang Qiang, sitting in the leading pickup truck, waved his hand, signaling the team to move out. The convoy started moving and headed towards the highway.

The further the convoy went from the school, the more desolate the scene became. The roads in Gran Town were filled with garbage blown by the wind from somewhere, and there was no trace of the pedestrians who had appeared on the streets before the disaster.

After the convoy drove onto the road outside the town, Zhang Qiang closed his eyes and rested. He did not wear full body armor today. Now his health has been stacked up to 290 by using [Old Immortal Cigar]. Without armor on, he will not die even if he is hit by a volley of 7.62 bullets.

The situation on the road was being noticed by the driver of the pickup truck and the observer in the back of the truck. Zhang Qiang had no mission burden with the team and he mainly came out to get some fresh air.

In addition, he had observed the situation in Collins Town through a drone two days ago. Apart from some zombies, there were no other threats, and even the heat source of any survivors could not be detected.

After about an hour, the convoy slowly arrived at the town of Corinth. Because the road the convoy was traveling on was just close to the Carter Agricultural Company that Herschel mentioned, this also saved the convoy from entering the town center and engaging in a firefight with the zombies.

The convoy stopped on the side of the road for a while, and the observer used a telescope to check the situation. Not far below the road was a large valley, which was very vast. The building of Carter Agricultural Company was far at the edge of the valley and looked very small.

The observer reported the situation to Zhang Qiang, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, listening with his eyes closed, and then said:

“Find the way to the building. An agricultural company should have a barn.”

Zhang Qiang believes that barns are the biggest harvest sites, especially agricultural companies like this one, which generally build clusters of super-large barns to facilitate storage and transportation.

In the valley where crops were withering, scattered zombies popped their heads out and wandered slowly. Moore, who was sitting in a car with Zhang Qiang, yawned, set up his old SVD, aimed at one of the rotten faces and fired.

boom! !

Gunshots rang out on the road and spread to the distance in the valley. A zombie in the valley fell down, and the convoy continued to move forward.

Inside the car, Zhang Qiang looked back at Moore without saying anything. Anyway, they had no shortage of bullets. He was just a little unhappy that Moore didn't install a silencer. He was annoyed by the sound of gunfire just after waking up.

"hey-hey…"

Moore responded to Zhang Qiang with an embarrassed smirk.

After a while, the convoy found the way into Carter Company. The entrance of Carter Company's factory was also equipped with an electrified, movable barbed wire door. The United States seems to have a special liking for barbed wire.

For some reason, the barbed wire door was wide open. The convoy drove safely into the factory area and circled around the factory buildings before seeing a cluster of giant barns.

After the convoy stopped, the soldiers jumped out of the vehicles and stood guard with guns. The factory area was very clean and no zombies had been found so far, but it was necessary to remain vigilant in unfamiliar territory.

In the truck, some workers with farm work experience opened the trunk and appeared. Among them was a familiar-looking fat white man, who was Herschel's old friend, Otis.

The next job was for Otis and his team, who had to check the storage level of the barns and find the bin clearers and loaders to load all the grain into the trucks.

Zhang Qiang, Moore, and the soldiers are responsible for creating a safe working environment for them and providing companionship and assistance.

So, Principal Zhang found a cylindrical barn that was nearly ten meters high, and climbed and jumped along the iron ladder on the side of the barn, reaching the top of the barn in a few steps.

Snapped!

Hearing the sound of a lighter, Zhang Qiang lit a cigarette, held a silenced Desert Eagle with an extended barrel and a red dot sight in his left hand, and sat on the roof of the barn to observe his surroundings.

Moore saw Zhang Qiang sitting on the roof of the barn without any enclosure and smoking, and thought to himself that he could do the same, but there was no need...

He had seen Zhang Qiang jump straight down from a house five or six meters high before, but nothing happened to him. If it were him, he would definitely have broken his legs and feet.

Zhang Qiang held a lit cigarette in his left hand and a Desert Eagle in his right hand. He puffed out smoke and looked around the factory.

Zhang Qiang and others had no idea what was inside the huge factory building, but the barn in front of them was filled with a large amount of grain, which needed to be collected first.

After the primary task is completed, Zhang Qiang will order everyone to explore the factory depending on the situation.

Just as Zhang Qiang turned his head to look around, he suddenly felt the hairs on half of his body stand up. Someone was observing him from the blind spot of his vision!

"alert!!!"

Zhang Qiang shouted while sitting on the roof of the barn, suddenly spat out the cigarette in his mouth, raised the Desert Eagle with one hand and aimed in the direction of the sensing.

The surrounding soldiers raised their guns and looked in the direction Zhang Qiang pointed.

Bang bang bang bang bang! ! !

A volley of bullets suddenly came from behind the factory window, either glancing past the soldiers' sides or hitting the bulletproof vests worn by some soldiers.

Zhang Qiang was still on the alert in the direction he sensed something, but he didn't expect someone to shoot him from behind. He immediately shouted:

"Enemy attack!!! Fire freely!!"

Although they didn't know who attacked them, it was enough to fire back at the enemy's firing points.

The soldiers wearing advanced bulletproof vests fell to the ground after being hit by bullets. They rolled a few times and then found cover and fired back.

Zhang Qiang noticed that there was a person with half of his body exposed behind the factory window below the barn, holding a rifle and frantically pulling the trigger to fire at his own people. He raised the Desert Eagle, aimed at the attacker, and decisively pulled the trigger.

boom! !

A dull gunshot came from the top of the barn, and the .50AE bullet accurately hit the attacker standing behind the window.

A large amount of blood plasma exploded from above the attacker's lips. The .50AE hit his facial bones. The huge kinetic energy caused the bullet to roll and penetrate into the lower part of his skull. A transparent blood hole as big as a bowl appeared on the attacker's face from front to back.

The large-caliber flat-top concave bullet of the Desert Eagle is aimed at large prey. Its bullet is not designed to penetrate the target, but to create a huge cavity in the prey and provide a strong blocking effect.

This is because the human skull is hard enough, and the shooting position is wrong, so the attacker's head did not explode into a bloody mist.

Of course, even if the enemy’s skull was not blown to pieces, the tissues in the cranial cavity would certainly have turned into a pulp.

Gunshots rang out all around, and people were shooting from other windows of the factory. Zhang Qiang was about to jump down from the barn and charge into battle, when suddenly a force hit his left cheek, and a bullet hit him in the face! !

-61!

Current health: 229/290!

The vision in front of him turned slightly red, and Zhang Qiang decisively jumped down from the barn. A shot of adrenaline appeared in his left hand and stabbed towards his neck. He raised the Desert Eagle and saw a figure retreating around the corner behind the factory building. He immediately raised his gun and chased after him.

"Fuck, where did these bastards come from!!"

Zhang Qiang, who had recovered all his health, chased to the back of the factory building. Amid the sound of gunfire, he heard the sound of an iron gate closing forcefully!

The person who shot him ran into the factory building!!!

"Fuck! Fuck! Soldiers! Bomb them to death!"

Moore, who was suppressed behind the barn by the gunmen behind several windows of the factory, could not bear it any longer. He ordered a soldier carrying an RPG to immediately bomb the windows of the factory.

Because of concerns about giant zombies and zombie lords, Zhang Qiang equipped the soldiers accompanying this mission with RPG armor-piercing bullets.

Moore suddenly jumped out from behind the barn, aimed his AKM rifle at a window and fired at full automatic speed, suppressing the enemy with crazy firepower. The soldiers around him seized the opportunity, raised the RPGs on their backs, took a slight aim and opened fire!

BANG!!!

A puff of white smoke appeared at the mouth of the launcher. In a brief moment, the first stage power of the armor-piercing projectile accelerated, causing the warhead to hit the wall next to the window.

boom! !

The sounds of the armor-piercing shell being launched and hitting the target occurred almost simultaneously. The launcher and the enemy were only a few dozen meters apart, and the armor-piercing shell did not even need the second-stage propulsion acceleration, and it directly and effectively hit the target.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Screams were heard from behind the window. The moment the armor-piercing bullet penetrated the wall, a large amount of hot metal flow sprayed out behind the wall. The standing shooter was hit by the shattered wall fragments, and his abdomen was also penetrated by the hot metal flow. His belly and the internal organs were directly cooked and carbonized, and he fell to the ground and died due to severe pain.

The advantage of fully automatic weapons was reflected at this time. When the attackers behind the window were frantically pulling the trigger and shooting, the soldiers only needed someone to find an opportunity to shoot, and they could provide excellent firepower to cover their teammates.

The gunman in the factory did not dare to show his head for a while, and the soldiers who took the opportunity to counterattack had already rushed to the bottom of the factory and threw fragmentation grenades and flash bombs at the windows above their heads.

"Fuck! My eyes!!"

"Grenade!!! Get down!!"

boom! ! ! !

A large amount of dust and smoke exploded out of the factory windows.

By the time the soldiers launched an effective counterattack, Zhang Qiang had already chased into the factory with a Desert Eagle. The people who attacked him ran very fast and disappeared after entering the factory.

There were a number of large grain harvesters parked in the huge factory building. Zhang Qiang held up the Desert Eagle and looked at the ground.

The inside of the factory had not been cleaned for several months, and the floor was covered with a thick layer of dust. The attackers moved around inside the factory, leaving obvious footprints.

"Just stand up and surrender yourself! Don't let me shoot."

Zhang Qiang frowned and looked at a large harvester. The attacker's footsteps spread to the back of the harvester, and his position was completely exposed.

He now wanted to capture one of the attackers alive and get intelligence on the enemy.

boom! !

Suddenly, a figure flashed from behind the harvester, raised his hand and shot at Zhang Qiang.

The sound of gunfire echoed in the factory. Zhang Qiang felt a blow on his shoulder and immediately started running. The other party used the harvester as a cover and aimed at him, pulling the trigger of his pistol.

Bang bang bang bang bang! ! !

"Fuck you!!"

After being hit continuously, Zhang Qiang immediately cut out an adrenaline injection from the panel, and at the same time slid at high speed, running on the ground without slowing down as if he was on a skateboard.

While injecting adrenaline, Zhang Qiang avoided the enemy's shooting with a strange sliding posture.

After approaching the large harvester, Zhang Qiang lay down, raised the Desert Eagle and aimed at the bottom of the harvester. Sure enough, he found the attacker's feet through the huge gap at the bottom.

boom! !

There was the sound of the Desert Eagle suppressor, followed by a painful scream from behind the harvester, and Zhang Qiang shot the attacker in the left foot.

"Ah!!! Fuck!!!"

boom!

Someone fell to the ground!

Zhang Qiang jumped up from the ground, grabbed the metal railing on the harvester with his left hand, pulled it hard, and then flew towards the harvester.

Zhang Qiang easily climbed over to the top of the harvester, then raised his hand and shot at the enemy hiding behind the harvester.

The enemy never expected that Zhang Qiang could use this kind of movement to fight with him. For a moment, he didn't even have time to aim his gun at Zhang Qiang before he was hit by the Desert Eagle!

The .50AE bullet accurately hit the enemy's wrist holding the gun. His wrist bone exploded directly. He raised his arm with force, but his wrist with remaining muscles and meridians could not lift it at all, and the gun he was holding fell weakly to the ground!

"No!!! Aaaaah! Fuck!!"

The attacker fell to the ground and screamed in pain. He was a white Mexican who had been shot by Zhang Qiang's Desert Eagle and became a disabled person with only one hand and one foot left.

"You look familiar."

Zhang Qiang jumped off the harvester, stepped on the enemy's broken wrist, and laughed at him...