Apocalypse Cockroach: 104, recoil three/five more

The fugitive didn’t even scream before he screamed. The whole person was suddenly divided into several pieces and flew together in the air. The corpses flying in the air were still separated, and finally turned into a flesh and bone debris, chaotic flesh and blood fragments, like raindrops. The crowd on the blocking front.

Bloody pieces of blood fell on the team members and the militia. The team members looked weird and endured the desire to vomit. They continued to shoot and replace the magazines. The militiamen completely extinguished their escape thoughts, and knelt down in despair. Smell the D-Type Zombie smelling in my mouth.

This time the blocking front was also pre-arranged. Both the team and the militia relied on a parapet shooting at a height of one meter and six. The parapet was a little strange, with a slight forward-curved arc.

"Fluff Pu· · · · · · · · · · ·" zombie flew to the front, not yet waving his claws, grabbing the trembling crowd behind parapet, the sky of dust raised, drowning the entire front, and there was no abnormal five fingers behind him Drink loudly.

"Push!!!"

The team members standing behind parapet squatted down together, breathing the dusty air, screaming together, and pressing their shoulders against the wall of the earth.

"Boom · · · · ·"

In the gray fog, the whole parapet was pushed, and the gray fog that blocked the position turned into a sea of ​​dust, and the dust sea that rose up like a smoke a meter in height slowly spread to both sides.

"Scatter · · · · · · Scatter · · · ·"

Want to bury their heads in the ground, the militiars shaking their **** heard the drink orders issued by their respective captains, first stunned, then they finally remembered that it was retreat, they retreated, and they all stood up and revealed their bodies in the sea of ​​dust. The convoy rushed.

The crowd of people had just rushed through the flying sea of ​​dust. When they arrived outside, they hadn't had time to breathe a breath of fresh air. The heavy machine gun "tǎ tǎ tǎ" in front of them opened fire again.

12.7 large-caliber machine gun bullets exploded into the pits of the one by one sea bowl on the ground in front of them. The flying mud and the falling stones were shot on the face of the militia, and hesitated them to continue to retreat.

"Lineup · · · · Lineup · · · · · · ·"

Hundreds of gray people with swords and shields faced the town with gray heads and dirt faces. Behind them, they also had gray heads and dirt faces and could only see their eyes clearly. The players who could not recognize the appearance were holding a metal chain like things neatly Stand.

The squeaky · · · · · · · drove slowly from the unmoved airborne combat vehicle, and just stopped beside the militia, and the body turned to adjust its direction as the track turned.

“ tu tu tu · · · · · · · · · · ”Two long tongues were ejected from the body of the combat vehicle. The corpses at the location moved, and their fierce panting was ready for the subsequent battle.

The D-Type Zombie thrashed before has not yet seen the movement, and the militiamen vaguely guessed that those things were trapped and the army was wiped out. This is a happy event, but they are not happy because they lost parapet, Without parapet, they feel that they are about to meet the battle naked.

The shooting of airborne combat vehicle’s two 80-type heavy machine guns seemed only to cheer the militiamen. After less than a minute, the shooting stopped, and then the track turned to turn the car to the end.

Seeing airborne combat vehicle leaving smartly with thick armor, the militia and the regular team members yelled at Huang Quan.

After airborne combat vehicle left, the figure of zombie vaguely appeared in the opposite sea of ​​dust. This time zombie is not D-Type Zombie, nor is it ordinary zombie, it is close to fifty S-Type Zombie.

The S-Type Zombies are short and extremely fast. The charge speed is much faster than D-Type Zombie, and the distance of tens of meters is instantaneous.

"Woo · · · · · · · ·"

The members behind the militiamen held the metal chains in their hands and circled their heads. The whispering metal chains formed a circle. The chain was connected to a steel ball the size of a pong ball, and a bright metal ball The reflection reflected the militia's eyes.

The metal chains of the dancers of the team members stepped forward, and in front of the militia, they shouted in order, and dozens of long chains with metal **** on both ends were drawn in circles to the ushering S-Type Zombie.

Dozens of chain circles completely blocked the space thrown by S-Type Zombie. One zombie was trapped with his hands and feet and fell to the ground. The fallen zombie tripped the zombie from behind and threw the right-hand tripping rope Then, the team members shook a tripping rope held in their left hand to their right hand, turned it slightly, and threw it out.

In the eyes of the militiamen, the menacing S-Type Zombie was overwhelmed. The team members threw away the metal chains in their hands, so that they could unload their rifles from their backs and pull the bolts to wander around the S-Type Zombie people. One solves them all.

"Preparation · · · · · · Preparation · · · · · · ·"

The respective militia captains shouted loudly, the dust gradually dispersed, and in the spreading sea of ​​dust, each thump zombie shook his arms and appeared in the eyes of everyone.

"Peng· · · · · · ·" militia raised his hand, and the steel shield buckled on his left arm was uniformly buckled on his chest ~ IndoMTL.com ~ · · · · · "Hundreds of stainless steel long knives, the sword pointed to the sky, the back of the knife lean On the right shoulder.

The official team members of "Stomping on · · · · · ·" ​​put down their guns, ran neatly with their swords and shields, and actively stood in front of the militia, facing the gradually increasing zombie that was as dense as the tide, they were the first defense Wave wall.

The zombie that threw out the dusty sea looks just like humans. They are all gray-faced. If humans have weapons in their hands, zombie has empty hands, and he really can’t recognize who is zombie and who is human.

The first line zombie gradually approached. Facing the oncoming zombie, the militiamen did not have the previous tension and fear. The 25,800,000 official players who were dragging stood in front of them, holding the same hands as them. The team members didn’t tremble like they did, and even the knife grips were out of the water. Seeing the performance of others, the militiamen didn’t want to be taken lightly. They all stirred up blood and were ready to fight.

"Hoo!!! Ha!!!"

A team leader raised his sword and screamed.

Dozens of long knives were held together, and dozens of people shouted together.

Hundreds of long knives were lifted up like a forest, and Long Yin drank high into the sky.

The squad raised a long knife diagonally, the blade pointed at the dense corpse, and a thunder burst exploded from his chest:

"Kill · · · · · · · · · · ·"

Looking down from the sky, the ground dust slowly, like the sea like fog, and hundreds of thousands of zombie are thrown out of the dust.

In front of the ant tide are more than 100 humans who hold a long sword and whistling loudly. Their number is only one-tenth of the corpse, just like a towering reef. Suddenly the reef moved, and they actively greeted zombie The official team members rushed to the front, the militiamen followed, no one backed away, no one dragged, everyone shouted loudly, the pace was fast, running, the knife flashed, flashing momentarily.