Apocalypse Cockroach

Chapter 17: 17 The closest distance, the furthest distance

Zhang Xiaoqiang was cold and looked around to find an exit to escape. The dense and numb zombie kept approaching him from both ends of the street, complaining to himself that he was too careless. Seeing the corpse closer to him made me more anxious.

Zhang Xiaoqiang, the S-type zombie behind him, could only run towards the ordinary zombie surrounding the front road, his eyes constantly sweeping in the mass, his eyes sweeping through a bus on the street, his eyes blinking.

It was a luxury bus that hit the corner of the building with the body printed “XX City Port Group” and a pickup truck parked at the rear of the bus. Nearly four meters tall should allow him to avoid the zombies temporarily. The S-type zombies behind him were getting closer and closer, and he no longer hesitated to run towards the bus.

Zhang Xiaoqiang fell into the back compartment of the pickup truck, stepped on the roof and jumped towards the bus. “Pong" he lay on the edge of the top of the bus. The backpack on his back influenced his judgment. He lay on the roof of the car with his upper body, and on his lower body he wanted to climb up, but his backpack fell down with his body.

“I'm going to die on the backpack sooner or later” Zhang Xiaoqiang cursed the backpack and slammed the body of the bus. The S-type zombie had arrived. He slipped along the bus window with one foot, using that little force to climb onto the roof of the car, just retrieving his leg, he heard a loud "bang” and the body swayed for a moment.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked over his head and down. An S-type zombie fell to the ground, which seemed to have just hit the body of the car. Zhang Xiaoqiang lay on the roof of the car and looked at the gloomy sky. His backpack was thrown aside. His chest landed and went up a lot. The perilous death just now consumed a lot of physical strength. The feeling of hunger struck again.

Sitting up to open the backpack, take out a few bags of instant noodles to dry and eat, drink water from time to time, Zhang Xiaoqiang's frequent rolls on the ground did not cause any harm to the vintage military kettle, just that the kettle was sharpened a few paints.

The zombies under the car were crowded like sardines in a can. Zhang Xiaoqiang ate the instant noodles while holding the binoculars and looking at the place where the D-type zombies had just come out. “It was a large internet café with three floors of usage, and all the glass on the second floor facing the street was smashed, leaving only the black hole floor window. ”

“The Blue Sky Network Club is open at half price from December 30, 2012 to January 1, 2013, and everyone is welcome. ”

“KAO” Zhang Xiaoqiang cursed. He opened sooner or later and opened when the virus broke out. No wonder he ran out of hundreds of corpses.

The D-type zombie is spinning around the body of the car, so that Zhang Xiaoqiang can carefully see how it feels, up to more than two meters tall, bigger than the other D-type zombies, other zombies can't dare to approach it, the skin on the body is like a bronze vessel that has just come out of the earth, slightly black and thick, hidden metallic texture, the muscles all over the body are almost more than the governor, the blues and branches on the muscles are wrong, and the walking distance can even feel the body slightly vibrating.

“Is it the legendary D2-type zombie who just doesn't know how many people he ate to evolve into this? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang lifted the sniper crossbow to target the D2-type zombie. The threat was too great and it must be removed first.

This time he used a crossbow, which was originally only six, and one of the arrows had some wear and tear. This time, it is likely that the crossbow will not be recovered.

“Good steel needs to be used on the blade so that the child can't hold the wolf." Zhang Xiaoqiang thought, calmly and quietly. The cross star on the scope covered D2's head, his fingers snapped, “Boom...” One sound, the crossbow disappeared.

“Ow..." ”D2 screamed wildly, a small mouth with a long deposit on his forehead grinning at Zhang Xiaoqiang.

“Where's the crossbow arrow?” Zhang Xiaoqiang looks around D2 looking, "Putong...” A common D-type zombie was loaded to the ground, and a crossbow arrow pierced from below its right ear and from its left temple. The dying D-type zombie was submerged by the herd.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the mad D2 zombie to cry no tears, “Without such bullying, is its head long with armor plate??? ”

The sound of the crossbow arrows exposed him, D2 rushed towards the bus, and the corpses that stood in front of it were knocked over by it, "...” The bus moaned painfully, the body was struck out of a huge groove, the windows broke to the ground, and Zhang Xiaoqiang on the roof was shocked and unable to stand.

“If you don't end up eating a chicken, don't end up eating a rice! ”

The bus was struck a time to make a broken sound. Zhang Xiaoqiang was scared to death by the shock of the bus on the roof. He searched around for a way out of the roof. The bus was constantly hit off the ground by D2, and then he fell on the floor. His hands were fastened to the bus air window, as if riding on the back of a mad cow. The body was constantly moving, gradually leaving the place, and many of the zombies were rolled under the car, grinding their bones apart.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was desperate, “Is there still heaven in the world?” He who does not believe in Christ also begins to seek refuge after his death.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked up at the sky and wanted to see the sky again before he died. Unfortunately, the sky was blocked by a protective fence upstairs. “It's all dead, something else is afraid of being stolen," he couldn't see the sky. Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart was full of resentment.

“Protective fence???” Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart moved, “Perhaps you can!!!” He made a decision.

Untie the fine hemp rope on the backpack, throw the blanket tied to the backpack off the roof, and tie it to the hammer handle. The body was shaking constantly, almost knocking him out several times.

“Is this the legendary car earthquake????” Busy with your hands, thinking. “Okay” Zhang Xiaoqiang threw the hemp rope tied to the hammer around the air toward the protective fence above his head. Once again, the body was trembling, and the iron hammer dancing in the air turned a bend and hit the S-type zombie head next to the car, smashing it to the ground.

“No rush, no rush! Minutes away from the car breaker.” Zhang Xiaoqiang encouraged himself to throw the hammer out again.

“...” The hammer hit the reinforced guardrail and then flew back towards him at a faster speed, smashing between his legs. Zhang Xiaoqiang stroked his trembling left hand towards the crotch of his pants, half-blown, before breathing out.

The body vibrated violently, causing Zhang Xiaoqiang to throw the hammer out one after another, risking being smashed to death. “Ding...” The hammer finally got caught between the bar deletions, grabbed the rope and swung toward the wall, looking at his feet and slipping onto the wall, the weight of his backpack made him lose his center of gravity, leaned against the wall, his forehead smashed, blood dripped down, constantly fell on the collar, the pain of the impact almost let him go.

“Sooner or later I'm gonna get killed by this backpack!” Zhang Xiaoqiang said with a cry. Slowly climbing up the rope, the D2 zombie still hit the bus, the bus was still hit in V-shape and stubbornly insisted.

“It's imported, it's sturdy. If it were a domestic bus, it'd be dead a few times.” As he climbed with emotion, the surrounding zombies were led under his feet by the smell of blood. He looked down full of dense and numb zombies. Several perilous experiences numbed his heart and would no longer be frightened by the zombies below. There were few crises that could frighten him.

Just like now!

Numerous hammerhead impacts loosened the hemp rope tied behind it. Zhang Xiaoqiang could clearly see the hemp rope slowly slipping down on the hammer handle. He was in a hurry! Desperately speeding up the climb.

Finally, when the hemp rope was three centimeters away from the hammer, it grabbed the fence. Zhang Xiaoqiang stood on the fence and looked down. The corpse was still pushing down. D2 had torn the luxury bus apart into parts and leaned this way.

“It's such a bad day, nothing went wrong, you won't even have to drop my protective fence. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the screw steel cap connected by the fence with extra palpitations. Fortunately, without any loosening, he gave a breath.

Now stuck in mid-air, Zhang Xiaoqiang began to admire what happened today.

If he had offspring, Zhang Xiaoqiang would say to him; “My closest distance to losing you is 0.01 cm.” If I could find a woman who would spend the rest of my life with me, Zhang Xiaoqiang would say to her, “I'm only three centimeters from heaven. ”

The D2 zombie downstairs was roaring at him. Zhang Xiaoqiang hung himself in the air and read in his heart. “Help me if you want, Superman!!!!! ”