Apocalypse Cockroach: 17th lakeside (4) Tenth/tenth more
"Ha? Haha!! Hahaha · · · · · ·"
Ma Sanchun yelled, then began to laugh loudly, unable to straighten his waist, squat to the ground holding his stomach, just squat down, shouted: "Kill · · · · · · ·"
The words rolled to the side before the words fell. More than 20 men waved their weapons and killed Huang Quan. Several others scrambled to get up from the ruined half-dead woman and grabbed the weapon at hand. Kill them without wearing pants.
Huang Quan made up his mind to catch the thief to capture the king first. Unexpectedly, Ma Sanchun was so cunning, he laughed and got away, and then launched an offensive first, so that Huang Quan, who has little experience in street melee fighting, almost suffered a big loss.
Huang Quan was not far away from those people, and then was surrounded by people in a critical situation. The thumb squeezed the military thorn to hold the handle, and first inserted into a person’s neck, the right arm exerted force, and the military spur brought the cover The guy who rolled his eyes in his throat slammed into several others, followed by loosening the army and stabbing the ground, turning over and dangerously leaving the encirclement.
Ma Sanchun’s men are all desperate. They did not give up because of the death of their companions. They pushed away the half-dead companions and shouted loudly, rushing towards Huang Quan rolling on the ground.
After three rollovers, Huang Quan stopped his body and lifted M1911A to fire seven rounds. The aftertones of the seven gunshots were not exhausted. The sound of crazy shouting was one of the suffocation. Six **** bodies fell to the ground and died. They didn't expect Huang Quan's marksmanship to be so precise, and the speed at which the guns were fired was so fast.
"Kill · · to kill him, one thousand catties of rice per person, one thousand catties!!!" Ma Sanchun roared wildly from behind.
The remaining man rushed towards Huang Quan again.
Huang Quan laughed. The spare 92-type pistol was held in his hand. The magazine of fifteen rounds was twice that of M1911. Huang Quan lifted the pistol · · · · easily and freely
"Be careful!!!" A childish and sharp warning sounded behind Huang Quan. Huang Quan screamed badly. His body rushed forward, and the trigger between his fingers continued to pull. During the pistol shooting, a pair of big hands climbed to Huang Quan's hand. On the right hand, a huge force pulled Huang Quan aside.
Time seems to be slow, everything that appears in Huang Quan’s eyes has become slow, heavy breathing, low growl roaring like wild beasts, disheveled hair, and the raised pupils of his eyes flashing madness.
"Peng· · · · ·" Huang Quan lowered his head and hit the man's brow bone. The man loosened Huang Quan's wrist and screamed while covering his face. The right hand holding the Type 92 pistol had not been raised.
A woman screamed with horror, holding her waist out of Huang Quan’s life. "Peng" firmly hit the back of his hands interlocked with his light rifle handle firmly, and the sound of a crisp fracture sounded. The woman howled wildly behind Huang Quan, her broken hands once again hugged Huang Quan tightly, and the crazy woman couldn’t feel any pain for the thousand kilograms of rice, she just wanted to hug Huang Quan, the others I don't think about anything.
In the face of various weapons that would hit him, Huang Quan did not panic. He gripped the woman’s back with his elbows on his side, clasped the woman’s belt with five fingers, and slammed her waist, throwing the woman out. Women's strength can no longer be buckled, flying in the air, and flying towards the men who are coming to Huang Quan.
The men will not be kind-hearted and help the woman to help her. Three hardwood sticks with thick arms hit the woman fiercely. Two shining big knives were also cut on the woman one after another. The woman was divided. The corpse, three corpses fell to the ground one after another, the blood of the sky poured those men and Huang Quan through.
Huang Quan couldn't escape the blood. It was the man who was knocked down by him holding his right leg tightly. He had no time to tangle with the man. He raised his hand and lifted the skull of the man.
I was about to turn around and found that the man who was still convulsing did not let go of his leg. In a hurry, Huang Quan was ready to continue shooting.
The stick has been hitting his forehead with a roaring wind, and there are more knife sticks just behind the stick.
"Haha!!!" Huang Quan bowed his head and slammed into the arms of the knife-bearer. He would rather get a stick than a knife.
"Peng· · ·" and "Bang · · · ·" two loud noises, one is the sound of Huang Quan's pistol shooting with the heart of the person holding the knife, and the muffled sound of the long stick falling to the back.
When Huang Quan greeted the long stick, his tight back suddenly loosened, and he fell straight, leaning his left foot on the body of the knife-holder, and the kicking body hit the people behind him. , They slammed them upside down, three consecutive pistols, and three bullets smashed the head of the man who raised the stick again.
After the bullets in the pistol were fired continuously, Huang Quan regretted that he should not use three bullets on a person because of his anger. It was useless to regret. Huang Quan lay on the ground and rolled continuously until a big one appeared in front of him. foot.
Huang Quan didn’t go to see who the owner of the big foot was, as long as he was not wearing military shoes, he was an enemy. The dead guy was still holding his right foot. Huang Quan could only lean over his body with his left foot. The man's lap.
The man with a strong **** blood fell to Huang Quan on the ground. Huang Quan let the man fall on his body, and the gun pulled the trigger against the man's chin.
After the gunshot, the man with swollen nose and blue eyes stared deadly at Huang Quan’s eyes, and the blood fountain sprayed from his jaw’s gunshot on Huang Quan’s body. It was the man who was beaten, and the guy who was beaten to death could not bear it. The temptation of rice came to hunt Huang Quan.
Huang Quan pushed the man away and looked around with his blood-stained eyes open. Huang Quan killed more than ten people in a row. After a series of thrills and accidents, he forgot how much ammunition remained in his pistol. At the scene, the ubiquitous enemy gave him no time to change the magazine. He would not escape. Only Huang Quan, who died in battle, did not escape the coward.
"pēng pēng pēng · · · · · ·" blood color blurred his eyes, Huang Quan couldn’t see who they were rushing to him, he couldn’t even see if he had shot those people, he didn’t care, as long as he put the pistol in it The bullets just go out.
A vague figure fell on the ground. The person who fell did not reduce the madness of others. I have tasted real hunger. Death is really nothing. Burning the stomach all the time can make the normal people crazy. For those survivors who are struggling on the line of life and death these days, they are willing to be killed rather than starved to death.
"Aw · · · · · · · · · ·" a figure savagely yelled and jumped, "Peng· · · · · · ·" The man fell on the empty ground and shot the man with a gun. On the temple, blood splattered, and the man twitched violently on the ground.
Blade cleaved fiercely under the sun reflecting the dazzling light, "Pu· · · · · ·" sharp blade chopped into the sturdy body, stuck on the spine, Huang Quan threw away the body that was blocking his chest and stretched out the left foot hook The heel of that man took him to the ground.
The sand splashed by the knifeman’s ground has not yet fallen. The gun handle stained with bright red blood hit his brow hard, and the forehead saw a large chunk of the forehead. The man broke off the first time. Qi, the body did not twitch.
Huang Quan threw the pistol out, picked up the big knife in the man’s hand and crossed the ground~IndoMTL.com~ cut off his two arms holding his feet, his right foot was immediately relaxed, Huang Quan stepped on the body and used his strength Tao sent himself out lying on the ground.
It was another person who jumped into the air and fell to the position where Huang Quan lay down. The man had not yet used any action. Huang Quan's abdomen strained and sat up violently. The big knife in his hand cut a semicircle in the back of the man's head. Blood juice splashed and the man's head was split in half.
Kill three people in a row and let others slow down. The last person died so miserably. These people who were used to death were also a little frightened. Then, with a wailing cry, the others rushed up again. Huang Quan's horror is not as lovely as food.
Huang Quan took the opportunity to wipe off the slightly dry blood skin of his eyes. At least he could clearly see that the person was male or female. In his sight, there were both men and women, almost all the poor people who were taxed. Come here, for these people, Huang Quan really does not know whether it is pitiful or ridiculous, they really get food if they kill themselves?
Huang Quan struggled to get up from the ground and took the initiative to meet those men and women who looked ugly and killed them. Whether they were poor or not, they were all enemies of Huang Quan at the moment. , Even killing so many people, pouring the accumulated killing in his heart, let him have a feeling of floating.
Huang Quan howled loudly. The big knife in his hand cut the one by one crazy man in half. A big knife waved, and the landing point was his neck. He ignored it, and flicked a wooden stick. The wrist was sent forward with the force of the force, cut the neck of the stick-holder, then lifted the plaster cast, the left hand on the splint faced the blade, he would use his left hand to change the life of the man · · · ·
"Bang · · · · · · · ·"
(Okay, I sent it in ten more, and I’m also seriously hurt, and the manuscript is stored again!!! I will step up the codeword and try to come here in the first half of the month.)