However, Ryan's movements were noticeably faster. As he jumped down from the windowsill, he rolled on the spot and grabbed the rifle closest to him.
The Type 95 assault rifle uses 5.8mm small-caliber rifle bullets. It has excellent shooting performance, strong penetration, and high accuracy, making it the main weapon typically used by special police forces.
Ryan raised his hand and went "bang bang bang," accurately shooting and killing the three closest zombies.
The sound of the Type 95 rifle was much quieter than Ryan's Type 54 pistol, and its power was no less. In fact, its accuracy was even higher. This particular rifle was also equipped with a silencer, making it more suitable for open areas and less likely to attract zombies.
Ryan wasted no time. He grabbed a few magazines and headed inside the small gunroom building. As expected, there were a few zombies hiding inside, all of which he eliminated one by one.
Entering the underground weapon storage, Ryan found that the door was already open. It seemed that during the early days of the apocalypse, someone had opened it to retrieve weapons to fight back, but ultimately, they couldn't escape death.
This saved Ryan some trouble; if the door had been locked, it wouldn't have been easy to open.
Pushing the steel door fully open, Ryan was surprised by the sight before him. In the less-than-50-square-meter basement, weapons were stacked densely.
The weapon racks on the walls were lined with grenades, submachine guns, shotguns, even bulletproof vests, batons, and more. On the racks on both sides, Ryan also spotted two LR4 sniper rifles and high-powered tools like detonators.
In a small side room, he found cold weapons—likely confiscated illegal items—including daggers, broadswords, and sharpened long swords.
Although there were plenty of weapons, Ryan felt troubled. He couldn't possibly carry all of them, no matter how hard he tried. Leaving them here seemed like a waste, as they might end up being used by enemies in the future.
Suddenly, he came up with a great idea. Opening the police station map, he located the parking lot. Ryan took two submachine guns from the armory, equipped himself with a bulletproof vest, grabbed a few grenades, and headed straight for the parking lot.
"Tsk tsk tsk, now this is a real beast," Ryan muttered, practically drooling as he looked at the imposing black armored vehicle not far away. This was his target.
The riot control armored vehicle is a specialized vehicle based on the reinforced Ford F-550 4×4 off-road chassis. It is 6.7 meters long, 2.36 meters wide, 3 meters high, and weighs 6.8 tons when fully loaded. It uses a V10 engine with immense power.
With a rear dual-tire design and high-speed four-wheel drive, it is suitable for all terrains. In the apocalypse, it's the ultimate choice, capable of crushing low-level zombies with ease.
More importantly, this armored vehicle could also be equipped with searchlights, tear gas launchers, smoke dispensers, retractable lighting, sonic dispersers, electric winches, machine guns, and grenade launchers.
Ryan successfully entered the armored vehicle. Although he didn't have the key, that wasn't a problem. He smashed the control console, pulled out the neutral wire and the live wire, and hotwired the vehicle.
A low rumble of "vroom vroom vroom" resonated as the engine came to life. Filled with excitement, Ryan drove the armored vehicle toward the armory.
Hearing the noise, countless zombies began swarming toward the armored vehicle. If it had been an ordinary car or even a truck, it might have been surrounded by zombies due to a flat tire or other issues.
But the armored vehicle didn't need to worry about such problems. With its specially designed explosion-proof tires and immense power, Ryan could crush any zombie under the vehicle. Unless the engine stalled, the zombies couldn't even reach the windows, let alone break through them.
Ryan's bold move created a considerable commotion, drawing nearly half the zombies from the police station to his location. Among them were several zombie dogs.
Once a sizable horde of zombies had gathered, Ryan opened the window and tossed out several grenades. With a series of loud "booms," a large number of zombies were blown apart.
[Killed Level 1 Zombie, earned 1 point. Current points: 56]
[Killed Level 1 Zombie, earned 1 point. Current points: 105]
[Killed Level 1 Zombie Dog, earned 3 points. Current points: 116]
"Animals can also be infected by the zombie virus? But I've never seen zombies attack animals. Could it be from eating virus-infected meat, or is there some other reason?" Ryan pondered as he saw the system notification.
He threw out seven or eight grenades in total, clearing a large area of zombies nearby and earning around a hundred points. But more zombies were still howling and rushing toward him.
Feeling that it wasn't thrilling enough, Ryan opened the sunroof, activated the light machine gun mounted on the armored vehicle, and pulled the trigger. A stream of bullets, like a flaming serpent, spewed out.
The relentless sound of "rat-a-tat-tat" filled the air. Like harvesting wheat, hordes of zombies charged forward, only to be mowed down by the overwhelming firepower.
Meanwhile, the sound of Ryan frenzied zombie killing outside caught the attention of everyone inside the police station.
Mia's eyes lit up. That sound was unmistakable—it was a squad automatic weapon, and it wasn't far away. Such a weapon was only mounted on armored vehicles, which meant a surviving police officer had gone to the parking lot and started the armored vehicle.
Inside the small building, several people peered outside through the window cracks, but the high walls blocked their view. They could only hear the continuous gunfire and the sound of the armored vehicle moving.
Ryan drove the armored vehicle all the way to the vicinity of the armory. After opening the trunk door, he killed the few remaining zombies nearby and began loading weapons into the vehicle.
Inside the small building, the remaining dozen or so police officers were momentarily stunned. The gunfire and the sound of the armored vehicle had both stopped.
"Could it be that person was bitten by zombies too?" Jessica asked with a hint of doubt.
"That's unlikely. These zombies can't break through the defenses of an armored vehicle unless the driver actively courts death by opening the door," Mia was well-versed in such equipment, confidently replied.
"We can't just sit around anymore. Most of the zombies have been lured away, even those zombie dogs. Now is the perfect time to evacuate," the police chief said decisively. After waiting a while and realizing no rescue was forthcoming, he decided they needed to act on their own.
The group discussed their plan and decided to take advantage of this opportunity to escape the small building. Staying there would only mean waiting for death, especially with almost no food or water left.
While Ryan was still enthusiastically loading weapons into the armored vehicle, Mia and the others decided to break out of the small building in search of a safer gathering place.
The group opened the main door and dashed out. There weren't as many zombies outside as before, and since they were police officers, they had more courage than ordinary civilians. Rather than cowering, they charged at the zombies with their weapons.
In reality, as long as one overcame their inner fear, it wasn't particularly difficult for an average adult to kill a zombie. The real danger lay in modern city dwellers, who had never even killed a chicken before. The sight of grotesque and horrifying zombies often left them too paralyzed with fear to act.
For Chief Jace and his team, however, this wasn't an issue.
They were quick and efficient in dealing with zombies. As long as they didn't encounter the agile zombie dogs, they were generally not in significant danger.
Leading his group of over ten officers, Jace began breaking through toward the armory. He also intended to secure weapons. The apocalypse had come so suddenly that the only firearm in the police station was the one he carried. The others only had batons and tasers.
Jace's position had given him access to some inside information. He knew this apocalypse wouldn't end anytime soon, so they needed to find a way to survive.
With a bang, Jace shot a nearby zombie in the head. However, bullets were scarce, so they were hesitant to use their guns until they secured more weapons.
As the group successfully broke through and neared the armory, a zombie suddenly emerged from the side. It was massive—larger and more muscular than ordinary zombies, with a far more grotesque and terrifying appearance.
"Roarrrr!" The hulking figure let out an oppressive growl, sending a wave of tension through the group as they faced this formidable enemy.