Apocalypse Cockroach: One hundred and ninety-two lunatics
Zhang Xiaoqiang started with more than 40 people walking in. He wasn’t using blood to lead zombie out. zombie was mostly locked in a cell. The blood was useless except for causing them to go crazy. San Zi carried nine The elite quickly stepped over the Zhang Xiaoqiang, and then heard a few low-firing shots of the 95-type rifle. One zombie with open claws fell to the ground, San Zi led the way, Zhang Xiaoqiang followed in the middle, and other combat teams followed closely. behind.
Walk through the parking lot and follow the San Zi as the main building. San Zi took people to clear the scattered zombie in front. Zhang Xiaoqiang crossed a zombie body that was either fresh or old, and followed behind on the ground with a brass bullet casing. , The messy ground is covered with dust, dust is everywhere, on the body of zombie, on the black and dry blood stains, on the dull and dull bullet shells, and on the bones of the sensuous bones, among the piles of bones, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw a stain With the black-blooded Bayi rifle, he bent down and picked up the rifle from the middle of the white bone. The gun body was also covered with dust. The black cut-resistant gloves on the Zhang Xiaoqiang hand got a layer of white dust, and he removed the magazine. , The thick 7.62mm bullet lay quietly in the magazine. He snapped the magazine back into the gun body, pulled the bolt to open the safety, aimed at the trigger on the white wall in front, "da da da · · · · · · · · ·" white wall and The cement ash of the walls fell on the floor one after another, and three irregular bullet holes appeared on the wall.
Zhang Xiaoqiang threw his rifle into the hands of the combat team members behind him and continued to move forward. With the demonstration of Zhang Xiaoqiang, his men began to check the ground and saw the rifles or magazines picked up one after another, even if they hit The empty magazine was not dismissed. Zhang Xiaoqiang walked halfway and heard the sound of guns in front of him becoming dense. He took people to step forward and walked to an exit to see San Zi and nine elite and fighting back. They have been retreating to the Zhang Xiaoqiang side. The densely packed zombie is coming from behind them. Zhang Xiaoqiang greeted them with a horned gun, and they returned at the exit to respond to San Zi.
The exit is not big. Three people can seal the exit side by side. Zhang Xiaoqiang keeps stabbing one zombie at a time. Seeing that all local players have returned to the corridor, they turned around and returned. Then three shields blocked the exit. Dense zombie squeezed on the shield together, squeezing the shield-holding team members back, and the shield-holding team members gritted their teeth, bowed their heads with their shoulders, and squeezed outward on the shield, but the zombie was too dense The corpse was so powerful that the shield holding hand was pushed back by the zombie. The other team members saw the crisis and came behind the shield holding hand, leaning on them and trying to squeeze out the zombie.
Dozens of big men crowded forward together, but the opposite zombie was still gathering here, and both sides were stalemate. Zhang Xiaoqiang walked around behind the man holding the desert eagle, the combat team He is entangled with zombie, and he has no better way. San Zi and nine so-called elites are also squeezed inside. They also glared their eyes like other people, vigorously trying to squeeze out zombie, and San Zi put aside One side is still exhaling loudly.
Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled out the grenade stuck on the belt and wanted to throw it out, but finally hesitated to stop his hand. His men were stuck in the middle of the corridor. Throwing it out was simple, but God knows that the fragments of the grenade explosion will not Will the team members be injured? And the sound of the explosion and the air waves will also have an impact. Zhang Xiaoqiang has too few manpower and he cannot afford to lose it.
Suddenly there was a thin S-Type Zombie behind the corpse who jumped on the head of the corpse and quickly climbed towards this side. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw his hands and feet and used the S-Type Zombie that climbed here. The trigger of the desert eagle. "Afraid of · · · · · ·" after a crisp sound, S-Type Zombie's right eye burst a black blood, fell on the top of the corpse, Zhang Xiaoqiang held his pistol and turned his head to look behind him, Shangguan Qiaoyun was just before the smoke The Garand stock is put down from the shoulder.
Then a gust of wind swept Zhang Xiaoqiang's ear, a figure in a windbreaker flashed past him, and the lunatic Guo Fei jumped on the elite shoulder with the long-handled straight knife, and ran forward on the shoulder of the person in front, He was short, holding a knife on his right and moving towards the direction of zombie on the uneven shoulders of the people. When he reached the last line of defense composed of the iron shield and the arms stretched out by countless zombie, he jumped and jumped over the arm of the iron shield and zombie Stepping on the shoulder of the opposite zombie, holding the knife with both hands and slashing down to the right, black broken arms flew into the sky with claws.
Countless paws stretched out from under his feet to grab his legs and feet. When the closest paw was only a line away from his trouser legs, he jumped to the S-Type Zombie that was put on the head by the corpse. On the corpse, this time he did not stay, stepped on the shoulder or head of zombie and ran towards the back of the corpse, just after he jumped to the edge of the corpse and prepared to reach zombie, another S-Type Zombie jumped into the air. In the past, he danced a straight knife in the air to avoid S-Type Zombie's claws and fell to the ground. The S-Type Zombie in the air split into two from the waist and fell slowly to the edge of the corpse.
Guo Fei’s madness can only be seen by Zhang Xiaoqiang and Shangguan Qiaoyun, others are crowded together, and it feels nothing if they feel their shoulders sink~ IndoMTL.com~ Zhang Xiaoqiang’s jaw almost fell to the ground after seeing the performance of Guo Fei , Where is this to kill zombie, this is obviously going to die?
After Guo Fei reached the corpse, Zhang Xiaoqiang could not see his current situation through the dense corpse, and he had no other ideas or considerations about his death. Everyone was responsible for himself.
Few times, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw zombie at the edge of the corpse turn around and rushed back, first one two, then a group of two. The men who are fighting the corpse obviously feel that the power of the corpse is slowly fading. , They shouted and shoved the corpse out step by step, starting slowly, and then faster and faster, the crowd cheered, they all squeezed zombie out of the exit, but Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that there was a corpse in the middle A shadow flashed continuously in the middle, and each zombie rolled silently to the ground ·
"Kazakhstan · · · · · · ·" a shield hit a zombie on the ground, "Pu· · ·" The bayonet on the Garand rifle stabbed from the zombie temple, a cowhide army shoe stepped on its slightly twitching head The upper bayonet was pulled out, "pā pā pā · · · · · · ·" San Zi stood with two elites, the nine-mm pistol in his hand continuously sent a particle bomb into the head of zombie, the elite team of ten They all shot at zombie with their pistols. With their precise shooting, each zombie kept falling down, and the horned gun in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand was straight or stabbed, or picked up, and zombie kept falling down. At his feet, as he went deeper and deeper in the corpse, he felt that the long spear in his hand was not good enough, so he flipped it over and held it in his hand like a javelin, and threw it into the chest of a D-Type Zombie in the distance. Draw an arc in the air to pierce D-Type Zombie's chest. The sharp horned gun penetrates its body and has been nailed to the ground. D-Type Zombie is firmly nailed by the horned gun and cannot move.