Chapter 27 Partial

   Chancellorsville, Virginia.

  Jeremy rubbed a dull stain on the oak stock restlessly. He couldn't figure out what it was. After all, he had only received this long and narrow rifle for three days. They set off early this morning and walked nearly twelve miles. They only stopped for a repair on the way, and they were constantly harassed by the Union Army.

  It was already dark, and he rubbed the gun stock more and more bored. The stain looked so awkward, and he felt a little nervous.

"Have you heard about Fredericksburg?" The guy named Tommy next to him was talking to the people around him. Jeremy didn't like him very much. He was a big-mouthed kid, but he still didn't realize it. He slowed down the frequency in his hands, and raised his ears.

"It happened a few months ago. I haven't heard anything about it. It's rare for us to fail on the Eastern Front?" There was a strange response from a few people nearby, and Jeremy couldn't tell the difference. Who, everyone is a team that was improvised.

Hearing this, Tommy regained his energy. He stretched out his neck to look around, then retracted abruptly, and said in a low voice, "Do you know how you lost! Huh? Something terrible happened. There are undead...um...things in it!"

Everyone around laughed faintly, and Tommy said anxiously: "What! I don't believe it! That thing Gatling can't kill him, he will jump up and bite people, and **** people into mummies!" Everyone couldn't help it , laughed out loud, causing the Master Chief to stare a few times.

Jeremy twitched the corners of his mouth, stopped caring, and continued to rub his hands vigorously. From the corner of his eyes, he casually glanced at the veteran diagonally across from him. He was leaning against the tree with dull eyes, tightly clutching the cross necklace hanging on his chest, The knuckles are a little whitish.

  Jeremy couldn't remember which unit the veteran was integrated from, and he became even more upset for no reason.

   "Assembly! Urgent assembly!"

  The lieutenant of the company belonging to the 11th Army shouted sharply and kept blowing the military whistle. Everyone got up in a hurry, and several of them were still fumbling for their rifles all over the floor.

The team blindly followed the crowd to gather, it was already dark, everyone looked around nervously, as if they thought they could see something, the Master Chief had already whipped the teams to line up according to the training code, Jeremy had one knee Kneeling down, half leaning against a stone, holding the gun, he kept checking to see if the bolt was pulled properly.

  After the embarrassing chaos, the whole team quieted down strangely, and raised their guns to stare at the woods on both sides according to the commander's request. Jeremy looked around. On one side was Tommy with a big mouth, and on the other side was the taciturn veteran. They were all as scared as he was, even the veteran.

   唦 唦 唦…

  The woods really began to move gradually, no light spots could be seen, but the footsteps became more and more dense, the Master Chief raised his hand, and the team was organized, holding their guns and waiting to shoot.

  The silhouette of the enemy army became clearer, and their speed began to increase, as if they were going to rush forward instead of shooting at each other. Jeremy nervously glanced at the Master Chief in the corner.

   "Fire!".

Finally, the commander's order lit up the night with flames, and at this moment illuminated the figures of the Union Army on the opposite side. Their military uniforms were loose, their faces were ugly, and they ran forward with their mouths wide open. What surprised everyone was that , They were all empty-handed, and they didn't take any weapons.

   Jeremy clearly saw that he had hit the enemy's chest, and before he could be happy, the veteran beside him let out a "wow" cry, threw his gun and ran away.

Just as he was wondering, someone scratched at his feet. It was Tommy who was lying on the ground and scratching around randomly, with an allied soldier lying on his chest, biting his throat, blood gurgling to his throat. Braking outside, Tommy's throat made a chichi sound, he was suffocated by his own blood.

boom!

   Before Jeremy could recover, he was thrown down by an alliance soldier. In desperation, he raised his gun in front of him, desperately pushing and shoving by instinct, crunch! Jeremy finally saw the appearance of the enemy soldier who was biting his rifle in front of him clearly. The corners of his mouth seemed to extend to the base of his ears, his teeth were as sharp as a wild beast, his skin was pale, covered with blue and black blood vessels, and his blood-red eyes stared at him. Looking at him, Jeremy felt the last of his strength drain from his body.

"ah!"

With a sudden lightness, the monster in front of him screamed and hit a tree trunk three or four meters away. Jeremy clearly heard a dull sound of bones breaking. in the bushes.

  A very tall and burly man walked towards the monster crouching under the tree, picked up the monster's head, and nailed it to the tree in a daze. For a moment, it was red and white like a smashed watermelon.

The man turned around and looked around. He was wearing a dark brown leather windbreaker and a black reflective silk mask. Only a pair of dark eyes were exposed, and his hair was neatly combed back. His body was clean and there was no splash to a speck of blood.

"Jack! Take a group of people up the **** and shoot freely!" James gave an order to the captain of the family gunmen on one side. Jack Pete quickly called out a few names and climbed up the mound. Seven or eight gunmen shot the alliance in four directions. The vampires of the army, what surprised the federal soldiers was that these monsters, which could not be killed by bullets, screamed and fell to the ground under the shooting of these gunmen, and gradually became silent, and then the corpses quickly rotted, bleeding pus and blood.

James continued to walk around the entire battlefield to support the federal soldiers who encountered danger. His attacks were simple and rough, or punched or kicked to explode the heads of vampires. In addition to being well-equipped and well-trained, they were equipped with silver-encrusted warheads and daggers, which were also the nemesis of vampires. The decline of the Northern Federation Army quickly reversed, and the first wave of vampires who charged were constantly eliminated.

   "Victor! Damn it!"

James was a little angry and swearing. Victor turned into a wild horse after entering the battlefield. He jumped on all fours like a living tiger, ignoring any vampire bites and rifle shots. While killing and going deep, he did not have the precise strike of James in the battle, but used his sharp claws to tear through all obstacles in front of him.

  Seeing Victor go all the way into the depths of the Union Army, James had to follow, he was worried that Victor would not be able to control his wildness.

   Hiss!

Victor dunked the vampire's shoulder blade with one claw, clamped the thigh with the other claw, and wrestled with his arms, tearing the whole body from the chest and abdomen. The vampire looked at his separated lower body and the black and red organs in his abdominal cavity, and squeaked Howled, and within a few moments, Victor crushed his head.

   Bang Bang! boom! bang bang!

  Victor roared, his body paused, and he was shot many times in the back. He shook his shoulders in pain and turned around slowly.

Two trembling ordinary Union soldiers manipulated the new Gatling four-barreled machine gun, and the bullets they fired solidly shot into the back of this exaggerated and wild giant, but he seemed to be suffering from pain. Slowly walking in front of him, the giant man smiled ferociously, showing his long canine teeth, and grabbed the machine gun on the cart.

  The sharp claws on his fingertips grew a little longer, and he slashed open the barrel lightly, twisting them into twists like playing, and looked at the two soldiers who were no higher than his chest in a playful manner.

"I, I. Surrender, we surrender!" The two soldiers suddenly couldn't feel their legs, so they knelt on the ground trembling, raised their hands tremblingly, lowered their heads, and did not dare to look at the slowly walking monster.

  Victor walked up to them, and slowly stretched out his hand towards one of the heads.

   Come to ask for a ticket and collection, thank you everyone, rub everyone!

  

  

  (end of this chapter)