The Walking Dead: reborn as Carl

　　The gunshots became much less frequent.

　　Sean immediately became alert. There are only two situations in which the gunshots would become less frequent.

　　This group of people can't hold on any longer, someone has died again, or the zombies are almost all gone.

　　Neither of these two situations is good news for Sean.

　　The garage is on the right side of the first floor, which is one floor above the armory. Continue walking to the right side of the corridor. It is not far.

　　The garage is not big, but there is a huge thing hidden inside.

　　As soon as Sean came in, his eyes were immediately attracted to it.

　　The car has a body length of over six meters, a height of nearly three meters, pure black outer armor, tough curves, and is full of violent aesthetics.

　　"Finally I'm lucky." Sean couldn't wait to approach the panda, opened the door and sat in the driver's seat.

　　Insert the key and the dashboard lights up instantly.

　　Sean checked the condition of the vehicle and found no problems. This Panda might have just been retired from Atlanta not long ago.

　　It seems that the town police here have rarely used it. Indeed, although this thing is cool, its fuel consumption is also a bit terrifying, and it will not be used carelessly.

　　This step on the accelerator costs a few dollars, who would be willing to use it?

　　But this was a good thing for Sean. There was only half of the gas left in the mailbox, but it was not a big problem.

　　This Panda uses a 6.7L turbocharged diesel engine with a fuel consumption of up to 35L per 100km, but in reality it is due to other reasons such as aging or road conditions.

　　The fuel consumption should be able to reach 40. The Panda's fuel tank capacity is 180 liters. Even if only half is left, it is enough to run 200 kilometers.

　　Such a long distance is more than enough to find diesel supplies.

　　After pulling out the key, Sean couldn't help but feel excited. With this Panda, Sean was more confident that he could survive with Carl and Lori.

　　Pulling out the key, Sean trotted all the way to the armory. All he had to do next was load the weapons into the car and he could take them away directly.

　　Back in the corridor, Sean's steps became cautious, wondering if it was Ben's group that dealt with the zombies.

　　Then they are most likely already looking for Alto and the others, and may even have found them and know that there are other people in this police station.

　　The sound of gunfire gradually faded away, and the corridor became quieter.

　　…

　　"Sean, are you back?"

　　Hearing footsteps, Glenn prepared to go out and take a look.

　　But the other party did not respond. Daryl reacted instantly, grabbed Glenn and closed the iron door of the armory.

　　"Bang!"

　　A bullet hit the iron gate, making a loud noise.

　　"What's going on?" Glenn didn't react yet.

　　"Shit, damn it, can't you see? We've been discovered!" Moore picked up an HK416 rifle and loaded it.

　　"So what do we do now?" Green asked.

　　"Sean is still outside, we can't stay here forever." Carl narrowed his eyes slightly.

　　After hesitating for a moment, he did not reach for the rifle, but took out the Glock and prepared himself.

　　The rifle had too much recoil, and Carl had no experience using it, so he might as well use a pistol.

　　"Damn, our position is not advantageous, and we don't know how many people are on the other side." Moore said.

　　"But a gunfight is certain. Everyone grab your rifles and get ready. We have the firepower, so there's nothing to be afraid of!"

　　T and Daryl each picked up an AR10 rifle, loaded it, and took out the spare magazines.

　　"But I don't know how to use it." Glenn said weakly.

　　"Damn it, just pull the trigger. Point the gun at their bodies and pull the trigger!" Moore threw a rifle directly to Glenn.

　　"Bang! Bang!"

　　At this moment, two muffled sounds suddenly came from the iron gate. Obviously, someone outside wanted to open the iron gate.

　　"Fuck them! Get out of the way! Brother, listen to my signal and be ready to open the door at any time!"

　　Moore put down his rifle and picked up the only grenade launcher, looking very excited.

　　Carl thought about it and hid in a corner of the room behind the iron door, leaning against the wall with Glock raised in both hands.

　　His hands were shaking a little. Although he had fired a gun before, it was at zombies. But this time he was shooting a person.

　　But this doesn't mean that Carl will hesitate. Carl has already been prepared to shoot and shoot at living people.

　　"Shit! Glenn, forget about knowing how to shoot, just take that brat aside and don't get in the way!"

　　"I won't be in the way, don't mind me!"

　　Glenn hesitated, and decided not to listen to Moore and hide with Carl. Instead, he stood beside Carl, holding up the rifle with both hands.

　　But Glenn's hands shook even more than Carl's.

　　Carl was speechless for a while, and couldn't help but remind him, "Green, you can raise it a little higher, with the butt of the gun against your shoulder, and as long as the safety is on, you can pull the trigger when you see someone.

　　You don't need to shoot too accurately with your automatic rifle, just make sure the general direction of the muzzle is correct. If that doesn't work, switch to a pistol and don't aim at me."

　　Looking at Glenn's hands that were shaking harder than a sieve, Carl was really afraid that Glenn would shake the muzzle of the gun at himself and cause a series of gunshots.

　　"I'm fine." Glenn said reluctantly, sweat already starting to form on his forehead.

　　"Damn it." Moore cursed out loud, "I will definitely teach you a lesson later, you disobedient brat."

　　But now Morke couldn't care less and shouted, "Open the door!"

　　Daryl behind the door immediately opened the iron door, holding the rifle in one hand, and hid behind the door.

　　"Bang!"

　　There was a huge explosion and thick dust, and everyone in the armory suddenly lost their vision and hearing.

　　The moment Daryl opened the iron door, Moore pulled the trigger and the grenade was fired.

　　The power of this 40mm caliber grenade should not be so terrifying, but it exploded in such a narrow terrain.

　　Unable to see the situation outside the iron gate, no one moved for a moment, but at this moment, gunshots were heard outside.

　　"Da da da..."

　　"Ah! Shit, I was shot!"

　　"Damn it, there's someone behind me!"

　　"Bang bang!"

　　"Run!"

　　…

　　The noise outside was very chaotic, but the sound of the rifle was like a clear stream, extremely obvious.

　　Mor immediately realized that it was the HK416 that Sean took away.

　　"It's Sean outside!"

　　After Maul said this, he put down the grenade launcher, replaced it with a rifle and rushed out, with Daryl following behind him.

　　T-boy hesitated for a moment and followed, so only Carl and Glenn were left in the armory.

　　"You said... should we go out?" Glenn stared at the door nervously.

　　"Hey, you don't expect a kid like me to charge." Carl rolled his eyes. He was still very self-aware.

　　This kind of close-range gunfight is too dangerous and requires marksmanship and reaction speed. Carl doesn't want to go out and die.

　　"Then...should I go?" Glenn hesitated.

　　"Why are you going? You're not much better than me. If you go, you'll just be killed. They should be able to handle it. It's not a big problem. Trust them."

　　Indeed, the gunfire soon stopped.

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