Apocalypse Cockroach

“No... no... don't... I didn't run, I really didn't...” The man finally shouted out of his chest, he shouted so loud, he shouted so hysterically, his eyes were full of madness, and the M1 Garand rifle in his hand could no longer be held without it slipping to the ground, his hands were empty, he seemed to have lost his greatest reliance, he knelt on the floor like a man who had been previously executed, he didn't bury his head to pray, his eyes full of fear staring dead at Zhang Xiaoqiang, staring at the M1911A1 in his hand, waiting to be pardoned or executed...

Zhang Xiaoqiang twisted his head and put the pistol back in the holster between his waist. He looked at the man who had fled from the dead and said: "What did you do earlier? I won't kill you. You go over there yourself. I want a man with real blood. I don't need a coward like you to shoot me alive. ”

After that, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his head and looked at the remaining members of the battle team. All the men of the battle group lifted their chests in the cold eyes of Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang sucked a sigh of breath and shouted out to everyone: “Who's afraid of dying... I'm calling him to die faster..." He gasped, staring at the members of the battle group with his round eyes, Sanzi stood straight with the remaining four people, holding the M1 rifle tighter in his hand, receiving the baptism of Zhang Xiaoqiang's gaze, everyone's eyes were firm, they knew that this was Zhang Xiaoqiang's last warning...

The man was stripped of his carry-on and ammunition bags and stood together empty-handed with the battle logistics teams, without any sense of frustration or mere blessings of escape. His former companions looked at him with disdain, a little disgusted by his character and even disgusted by his previous and self-proclaimed brotherhood.

Zhang Xiaoqiang took the convoy out fifty meters backwards. He knew that the smell of blood would bring out all the carcasses inside. All he had to do was guard the stock and wait for the rabbit. Anyway, now there are a lot of remotes, plenty of ammunition, and it's natural best not to have to work hard.

Ten... twenty... hundred... two hundred... Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the nearly two hundred corpses gathered at the gate, he was a bit of a fool, he didn't know how there were so many corpses in there, not to say that the business here has been bad, usually nobody came? Why did you hide 200 corpses quietly?

Looking at the near-twenty evolutionary corpses in there, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt he had to be careful today. Where might another big guy pop up from? Zhang Xiaoqiang is not hoping for his luck right now. He knows that he will encounter BOOS these few times if he has any action. I wonder if he has encountered Yankee? Anyway, his luck just didn't work out.

The gunshots in the hands of the crowd rang, from time to time the corpses suddenly fell down, the gunshots seemed much less attractive than the temptation of flesh. The corpses ignored the gunshots near them. They just tried to move inside as much as possible. The gathered corpses were like a large potato with a strange appearance. The skin was slowly cut off a little, and more and more corpses died on the ground. Until many corpses were prevented from moving, the immobilized corpses reinforced the accuracy of the guns.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not react to the nitrous smoke and gunfire around him at all. He just snuggled the rifle under the mumps. He put the head of a zombie under his chin. He pulled the trigger gently with his finger. “Touched..." Zhang Xiaoqiang looked up despite the vibration in his shoulder and wanted to see the results of his tenth shot. But the zombie didn't lose a single piece of sweat. Instead, a zombie fell on the floor next to him, and the eyes of a black hole in his dry head still had yellow brains.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was depressed, only ten shots in a row killed a zombie, or was he mistaken for a sidecar? Zhang Xiaoqiang knew that he did not have the talent to learn a car, but did not expect that he did not even have the talent to shoot. He was in a hurry and shot out the remaining six bullets without looking at the effect. He threw the rifle into the car and started checking his equipment.

Twelve triangular stabs in the waist, Jingwei sword behind the back, one stainless steel horn gun in the hand, army knife is obsolete, Wang Le has no good material, can only make another horn into a horn cone, put a handle on the waist, although Zhang Xiaoqiang always felt it was like an 80 cm long bottle opener, but it was also a kind of sharp instrument, Jingwei sword can not pierce the thing that the horn cone can pierce, if he encounters D2 Xiaoqiang confident to kill it directly, at least now he can break the D2 protection, check what was in the bag, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the rest of the corpse.

The gunfire continued to ring, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at an excited man, the stress free target made them feel excited and excited. Everything was so good except for the pain in the shoulder when the back seat of the rifle hit them. Even after some D-type and S2 zombies were shot, their morale grew, even loading the rifle a few points faster. The brass shell at the foot had covered the ground, and they kept shooting, loading the ammunition, finding three sons in front of the car to collect ammunition, and continued shooting and killing in the reverse.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the scattered dozens of corpses, raised his right hand and shouted and stopped, and the gunshot fell until there was no more noise, “Upper bayonet...” Hearing Zhang Xiaoqiang's orders everyone was on the bayonet, this time the move was quick and pure, no one hesitated, before the two cowards left the place everyone saw, one was killed, one demoted, everyone knew that the so-called battle logistics is the porter and the mess, except to be able to eat, no good, woman? Wait for the rest of your life, Zhang Xiaoqiang's rule is that the weak are not entitled to leave their children behind.

“Raise the knife... forward stab..." Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed up after saying, will be a soldier, Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed to the front, the people behind saw nature is going up and down, forward rush may die, if not forward rush will definitely die, everyone knows the consequences, plus the previous killing of more than 200 corpses, even if there are many evolved corpses in front of them, these people are not scared, yelling or tearing hearts and lungs screaming more towards the corpse behind Zhang Xiaoqiang.

“Kill...” Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted, the stainless steel beast horn gun stabbed an S-type zombie down, retracted the gun and then snapped the neck of one of the zombies, waiting to go forward and continue killing, but saw the upper official Qiaoyun is now forced by two zombies to look like a danger, a healthy D-type zombie chased behind her, a normal zombie in front of her was about to tangle with her, she didn't know whether to kill an ordinary zombie first with a rifle or to fight a D-type zombie in reverse, she could only hide in the blanking between the two zombies, she saw her fall with a rifle and ran to one side, but there were a few more zombies waiting...

Zhang Xiaoqiaoyun, the superior official, is now defenseless. When Zhang Xiaoqiang ran forward, he said, "Follow him closely, follow him closely." This phrase kept turning in his heart. He couldn't help but follow Zhang Xiaoqiang's head into the corpse herd. When she entered the corpse herd, Zhang Xiaoqiang had already begun to kill all four sides. He kept killing far away. When she wanted to follow him again, One type D zombie blocked her way. After leaving a few eyes on the type D zombie, she finally retreated magnificently. She finally understood the difference between a standing zombie and a lying zombie. One would chase her, scratch her, bite her, and the other would carry her as a target stab. When an ordinary zombie was added in, her situation became more difficult. On several occasions, it was dangerous and dangerous to escape. When she saw the three zombies in front of her, she fell to the ground in a panic.