End Times, Surviving with My Beastly Army novel Chapter 372

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End Times renung with My Hearthy Army

Chapter 372 It’s Blood

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“Ga… Gailing…”

Aldrich was stunned.

Robin had opened with the ultimate move right away!

Clang! Clang!

Amid the chaos, the nonstop screech of metal striking metal drew Robin’s attention.

The lowest–level zombies were easily harvested by the Gatling. What remained were zombies of Level 3 and above!

“What are you standing there for?”

She said firmly, “Drive!”

Her reminder snapped Sonny and Aldrich back to their senses. In front of them, Robin had already cleared out a wide, empty zone with overwhelming force!

The tires rolled across the ground, crushing the scattered zombie remains. The lifeless, hardened skin flattened under the weight, then tore apart under inertia, producing grinding sounds. Black–red blood and yellow–white brain matter stretched like melted cheese before snapping apart.

“What’s going on?!”

Jack angrily lowered his binoculars.

A Gatling gun?!

He could clearly see that the weapon Robin held was a Gatling gun!

Even Vernon Base didn’t possess a large–scale, destructive weapon like that. How did Robin have one?!

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Under the Gatling’s brutal sweep, there were still many zombies left on that side, but their numbers were no longer as overwhelming as before.

“Draw more zombies over there!”

The middle–aged man with the goatee looked troubled. “Mr. Jack, most of the nearby zombies are already gathered over there.”

Seeing Jack’s dark expression, he hurried to comfort him. “Mr. Jack, so what if they have a Gatling? Not all zombies can be dealt with using guns. The zombies left now may be fewer, but they’re all Level 3 and above. Some of them are probably Level 4, maybe even Level 5.

“With the strength of their group, they might look like they have the upper hand right now, but there’s no way they can escape your trap!”

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Chapter 372 Bleed

After bearing that, Jack’s expression improved slightly.

“You make a fair point.

He raised the binoculars again and saw that the zombies immune to the Gatling were still relentlessly chasing after them. Only then did he curl his lips into a satisfied smile.

Robin, you won’t escape my grasp this time!

The people in the car had just begun to relax when the gunfire above them suddenly stopped.

Their hearts instantly tightened again as Robin’s voice rang out. “The remaining ones are mostly Level 3 and above. Bullets won’t do much against them anymore.”

Her gaze seemed to casually sweep past a flash of reflected light from a building about 0.5 miles away. Robin curled her lips faintly.

Inside the building, Jack’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.

He even instinctively stepped back and quickly hid behind cover.

The goateed middle–aged man looked confused. “What’s wrong, Mr. Jack?”

Jack’s heart pounded wildly.

Just now, he felt like Robin had glanced straight in their/direction!

But how was that possible?

They were at least 0.5 miles away from her. He needed binoculars to see clearly.

There was no way she could know he was hiding here!

After snapping out of it, Jack realized belatedly that he had been frightened by a single glance from Robin.

The feeling instantly filled him with anger.

Robin is nothing!

Am I really that afraid of her?!

Burning with humiliation and rage, Jack looked again–only to suddenly discover that those people had changed direction.

And they were heading straight toward this place!

“How is this possible?!”

Jack grew increasingly panicked. Had Robin really discovered them?

But the distance was so far!

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