Only Derick's movements were noticeably faster. As he jumped off the windowsill, he performed a somersault and grabbed the nearest rifle.
The assault rifle, using 5.8mm small-caliber rifle bullets, had excellent shooting performance, strong penetration, and high accuracy. It was the main weapon commonly used by special police forces.
Derick raised his hand and "bang bang bang," precisely shot and killed the three closest zombies.
The rifle's sound was much quieter than Derick's handgun, but it had greater power and even higher accuracy. It was equipped with a silencer, making it more suitable for use in open areas without alarming the zombies.
Derick didn't waste any time. He just grabbed a few magazines and walked into the small building of the armory. As expected, there were several hidden zombies inside, and he took care of each one of them.
Entering the underground storage where the hidden weapons were kept, Derick found that the entrance had already been opened. It seemed that someone had opened it during the apocalypse to take out firearms for resistance.
However, they ultimately couldn't escape their fate of death. Nevertheless, this saved him some trouble because if the door was locked, opening it wouldn't be so easy.
Pushing the steel door completely open, Derick looked at the scene in front of him with surprise. In the less than 50 square meter basement, there were densely piled up many weapons.
On the weapon racks hanging on the walls, there were grenades, submachine guns, shotguns, and even bulletproof vests, batons, and more. Derick also noticed two LR4 sniper rifles on the shelves on both sides, along with powerful items like detonators.
Inside a small door next to me, there were also some cold weapons. These were probably confiscated illegal weapons, such as daggers, broadswords, and sharpened longswords.
Although there were many items, Derick felt troubled looking at this room full of weapons. He couldn't carry all these firearms even if he worked himself to death, and leaving them here would be a waste. They might become resources for the enemy in the future.
However, suddenly, he came up with a good idea. He opened the police station map, found the location of the parking lot, and took out two submachine guns from the arsenal. He equipped himself with a bulletproof vest, took a few grenades, and headed straight for the parking lot.
"Wow, the Sabertooth! This is a powerful weapon," Derick exclaimed as he looked at the imposing black armored vehicle not far away. This was his target.
The Sabertooth riot control armored vehicle was a special vehicle modified based on the Ford F-550 Enhanced 4x4 off-road chassis. It was 6.7 meters long, 2.36 meters wide, and 3 meters high, weighing 6.8 tons when fully loaded. It used a V10 engine with tremendous power.
With its dual rear tires, high-speed four-wheel drive, and adaptability to various road conditions, it was the best choice in the apocalypse and could easily crush low-level zombies.
Moreover, this armored vehicle could be equipped with searchlights, tear gas cannons, smoke launchers, elevating lights, sonic dispersers, electric winches, machine guns, grenade launchers, and other equipment.
Derick smoothly entered the interior of the armored vehicle. Although he didn't have the key, that wasn't a problem. He smashed the center console, pulled out the wires, and started the vehicle directly.
The deep engine sound of "vroom vroom vroom" filled the air as Derick, filled with excitement, drove the armored vehicle in the direction of the armory.
Many zombies heard the sound and rushed towards the armored vehicle. If it were an ordinary car, even a truck, it might get surrounded by zombies due to a flat tire or other issues. However, the armored vehicle didn't need to consider any of that.
With specially designed explosion-proof tires and powerful engine, Derick could crush any zombie under the vehicle. Unless the vehicle lost power, these zombies couldn't even open his car windows.
Derick's bold actions created quite a stir, attracting almost half of the zombies in the police station, including many zombie dogs.
When a considerable number of zombies gathered, Derick opened the window and threw several grenades outside. With a loud "boom," a large number of zombies fell to the ground.
[Killed a level 1 zombie, earned 1 point, current score: 56]
[Killed a level 1 zombie, earned 1 point, current score: 105]
[Killed a zombie dog, earned 3 points, current score: 116]
"Can animals get infected by the zombie virus? But I haven't seen zombies attacking animals. Could it be because they ate meat infected with the virus or some other reason?" Derick noticed the system prompt.
He continued to throw seven or eight grenades, blowing up a large group of nearby zombies and earning over a hundred points. However, more zombies howled and rushed towards him.
Feeling that this was still not satisfying enough, Derick opened the roof window and activated the mounted light machine gun on the armored vehicle. He pulled the trigger, and a stream of bullets spewed out like a fiery snake.
"Ratatat!" The sound of rapid gunfire filled the air, mowing down the approaching zombies like harvesting wheat.
At this moment, Derick's frenzy of shooting zombies outside also alerted the people inside the police station.
Zelda's eyes lit up. The sound was so familiar—it was the sound of a light machine gun. It wasn't too far away, and such weapons were only equipped on armored vehicles. This meant that a surviving police officer had gone to the parking lot and started the armored vehicle.
Several people inside the small building looked out through the gaps in the windows, but the high walls blocked their view. They couldn't see the specific details, only hearing the continuous sound of machine gun fire and the noise of the armored vehicle moving.
Derick drove the armored vehicle all the way to the vicinity of the armory. He opened the trunk door, killed the few remaining zombies nearby, and then began to carry the weapons inside.
Inside the small building, the remaining dozen or so police officers were somewhat stunned. The sounds of gunfire and the armored vehicle had stopped. "Could that person have been bitten by the zombies too?" Judy asked with some confusion.
"I don't think so. These zombies wouldn't break through the defense of an armored vehicle unless the person driving it was seeking death by opening the door," Zelda, also a special police officer, replied confidently. She was most familiar with such equipment.
"We can't wait like this. Most of the zombies have been lured away, even those zombie dogs have charged over. Now is the perfect time to evacuate," the police chief, decisive in his actions, realized that no one was coming to rescue them and decided to find a way out themselves.
After discussing among themselves, they decided to take advantage of this opportunity to evacuate from the small building. Staying there would only mean certain death, with scarce food and water sources.
While Derick was still busily carrying weapons, Zelda and a few others decided to rush out of the small building and find a suitable gathering place.
They opened the front gate and dashed out. There weren't as many zombies outside as before, and being police officers, they had much more courage than ordinary people. They didn't fear the zombies but rather charged at them with weapons in hand.
In fact, as long as they overcame their fear, it wasn't difficult for most adults to kill zombies. The problem was that the people living in the city nowadays, who had never even killed a chicken, would get scared and have weak legs when they saw the grotesque and terrifying zombies, let alone take action.
However, it wasn't an issue for the group led by Brian. They quickly dispatched the zombies unless they encountered agile zombie dogs. Generally speaking, they faced little danger.
Brian, leading a dozen or so police officers, also started to break through towards the armory. He wanted to secure weapons first. The apocalypse came too suddenly, and he was the only one in the entire police station who carried a gun. The others, at most, had batons and stun guns.
Brian's position also gave him some inside information temporarily. He knew that this apocalypse wouldn't end so soon, so they needed to find a way to protect themselves.
With a gunshot, a zombie approaching them had its head blown off. Ammunition was scarce, so they didn't dare to use it easily before obtaining the weapons.
Just as the group successfully broke out and was getting close to the armory, a zombie suddenly rushed out from the side. It was tall and much more robust than the ordinary zombies, looking even more grotesque and disgusting.
"Roar... Howl!" The imposing figure let out a powerful roar, causing some tension among the group.