Apocalyptic Reincarnation: Start with a 30-million Bonus
Chapter 390 - 381: A Critical Moment

At the same time.

Maple Forest.

Li Hang, equipped with night vision goggles, was watching the group of people downstairs.

Hua Chuanlong, seeing that everyone had received their share of food, shouted, "Now that we all have our share, let's hurry up. They only have a few people. Let's quickly take care of them.

Tonight, we're going to find that power, and tonight, we're going to have a feast! Everyone will be full!..."

Hua Chuanlong's stirring words excited everyone around him.

"Tonight, we're going to have a feast!"

"Tonight, we're going to have a feast!"

"Tonight, we're going to have a feast!"

...

A frenzied clamor arose, and everyone's face was flushed with red, their eyes glowing greedily green. They hadn't had a decent meal since the apocalypse began.

Hearing Hua Chuanlong's words, they felt invigorated as if injected with adrenaline.

In Hua Chuanlong's plan, he had already seen clearly: the people inside the small building were well-equipped, and they even had hand grenades.

It was unclear how much ammunition they had, but it was definitely more than his group.

He was well aware of how little ammunition his own men had. Twenty-eight people, each with less than ten bullets.

This time, he distributed an extra ten bullets to each of his men, depleting his stockpile.

He and his loyal follower, Old Han, had less than a hundred bullets left.

Compared to the group in the building, he felt incredibly poor.

If they clashed head-on with those upstairs, not only would they waste bullets, but many of his men could get shot.

Rather than that, it was better to let the civilians lead a frontal assault.

With so many people, surely they could push through. As for the likelihood of many dying, well, that was fine; fewer people meant more food to go around.

And these weren't his brothers—these civilians were usually shrewd, but now they were utterly irrational under the temptation of food.

"Charge!" Hua Chuanlong shouted from behind.

The civilians beside him rushed toward the building.

Inside the building, Dapao saw a crowd running their way and quickly said, "They're coming."

He didn't hesitate and pulled the trigger, continuously spraying bullets at the crowd below.

Bang Bang Bang Bang~

The civilians below fell like wheat.

But he was puzzled as to why these people didn't have guns...

Beside him, Lai Dongsheng also quickly stood up and fired down at the lower floors.

Bang~

A bullet whizzed past Lai Dongsheng's face, leaving a bloody cut.

Lai Dongsheng broke out in a cold sweat.

He peered out again.

Bang~

Another gunshot hit the edge of the balcony. Debris from the wall flew, covering Lai Dongsheng in dust and dirt.

Lai Dongsheng quickly warned, "They're taking aim at us from the shadows."

Far behind on the national road, Hua Chuanlong watched the civilians continue to charge forward and also saw the fallen ones.

But with the support of firearms from a distance, they could suppress the people in the small building.

Li Hang was on another side, opening fire and trying to mow down the crowd below, but there were just too many people.

Li Tie also leaned against the balcony's wall, with one leg hanging in the air, spraying bullets with a submachine gun.

Bang~

A bullet almost hit Li Hang. They had to avoid the bullets by standing behind the load-bearing walls on both sides of the balcony.

Using the reflection on the glass to shoot behind them.

But it still wasn't enough to stop them from charging up.

Li Hang pulled out a hand grenade, counted two seconds, and threw it down.

The hand grenade traced a descending arc in the air.

It exploded before hitting the ground.

Boom~

The people below were blown into chaos, limbs and debris scattered, and the red blood splattered onto the white walls, strikingly vivid.

For a moment, the civilians became fearful.

The fervor that had just been kindled was quelled by the gruesome scene before them.

It's good to be well-fed, but life is precious, and they couldn't just squander their lives in a gamble.

Instantly, the civilians became much calmer.

Seeing this, Hua Chuanlong from behind hurriedly shouted, "Hurry up, we've got them suppressed with our guns, they don't have many hand grenades left, hurry!

After we take care of them, we'll have our feast in an hour!"

After another round of pep talk, the civilians started to charge forward again.

Li Hang felt his body; nothing left.

He had brought three hand grenades today, and now he had used them all.

Watching through the glass, he saw them desperately running into the small building and anxiously shouted, "They're coming in!"

Meanwhile, at the top of the stairwell, Ding Jiu was guarding, and he saw a group of people surging up all at once.

Ding Jiu, ignoring the pain in his shoulder, pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang~

Bullets mercilessly strafed the people.

Dapao hurried over to help, barely managing to repel them.

Corpses piled up in the hallway.

At the back door, Li Hang was about to peek out.

Bang!

A bullet bore down on him, preventing him from sticking his head out.

"Who still has Hand Grenades on your side?" asked Li Hang.

Ding Jiu said, "I've brought two."

Lai Dongsheng added, "I have three."

Lai Dongsheng took the Hand Grenades from Ding Jiu's hands, walked over to Li Hang, and bent down to hand them to him.

Meanwhile, at the entrance to the hallway, the people below started another charge.

Ding Jiu and Dapao desperately pulled their triggers.

Bang bang bang~

Sparks flew everywhere.

At the front door, Li Tie could only occasionally stick his gun out blindly firing.

It was the same for Lai Dongsheng and Li Hang at the back door.

Even so, as Li Hang reached out his arm, a bullet struck his left forearm.

A cacophony of gunfire.

The stairwell entrance became more impassable due to the pileup of bodies, and the people behind used the corpses to push upwards.

Even a few had made it to the second floor but were quickly eliminated by Dapao.

"We're barely holding the stairwell," shouted Dapao.

Li Tie glanced behind him, suddenly had an idea, and said, "Go to the third floor; Xiao Hang, later blow up the staircases of the first and second floors."

Everyone was injured.

Even Dapao had just been cut by a civilian who rushed up.

Li Hang had his Hand Grenade ready, biting the pin with his teeth and pulling it with his right hand.

He threw a Hand Grenade outside the small building.

Boom~

This was to slow down the speed at which the people outside entered the house.

After the throw, Li Hang supported Li Tie, Dapao assisted Ding Jiu, and Lai Dongsheng provided cover fire.

With his injured arm, Li Hang was slow to throw the Hand Grenades.

Seeing this, Lai Dongsheng quickly went to help.

He tossed three consecutive Hand Grenades down towards the second floor.

At the same time, those who entered the hallway began another charge.

The Hand Grenades fell below.

One.

Another.

And another.

The air seemed to freeze, quiet for a few seconds.

Boom.

Boom.

Boom.

The stairs below were blown apart.

Reinforced concrete came crashing down, causing secondary damage.

The stairwell became an instant tragedy.

Seeing this, those who entered the building felt like a bucket of cold water was poured over them, chilling them to the bone.

They instantly calmed down.

No one dared to charge up anymore, nor could they.

Li Hang and the others breathed a sigh of relief; they were temporarily safe.

....

Hua Chuanlong felt extremely frustrated seeing no movement on their side – just five people.

So much time had passed, and they were still not dealt with.

A civilian ran out from the small building, face covered in dust, and said to Hua Chuanlong, "They've collapsed the stairway, we can't get up."

Hua Chuanlong was already irritable and drew his handgun, instantly killing the man.

"Don't you know how to figure something out?"

His voice was hoarse and frenzied.

The surrounding people, including the civilians, looked at him with fear and a hidden displeasure in their eyes.

....

Third Uncle, who had just arrived after racing here, now stood less than 50 meters away, observing everything.

Third Uncle didn't rush over hastily but stood there, relieved for the moment as there were temporarily no gunshots from the building.

In the darkness, he silently counted the number of people, observed their positions, and examined their equipment...

A plan slowly took shape in his mind.

.....

Everyone go to sleep early, this newbie can't keep up anymore.