Apocalypse Cockroach

Shangguan Qiaoyun fell to the ground, she knew she could die here today, she could not understand, she could not regret it, she removed the bayonet from the gun mouth, the reverse bayonet was going to stab her heart, before stabbing the heart, she wanted to see the world again, see the world that made her desperate but made her miss it.

A zombie was carried to the ground, and then a second, third, not tall figure passed over her side and stood behind her, and she was lying on the ground with a rifle bayonet from M1 Garland, looking at the man in front of her, wearing a blue overalls. With a large patch on his clothes, the drum bag lined with the patch, a faint shadow stretched from him to cover her, hiding in his shadow, looking at his not wide back, a strong sense of security filled the whole body and mind, his fingers loosened the black tape handle of the bayonet and let it fall under his feet.

“What are you staring at? Get up and wait for me to carry you?” Zhang Xiaoqiang's back shouted at her and stabbed the D-type zombie. The D-type zombie and the ordinary zombie jumped at him from both sides at the same time. He had to catch him with his eyes. As long as he could retreat a little, he could shelter from the sharp flashes and let the claws of the two zombies fly. But now the official Qiaoyun still blocked his retreat behind him. He cursed in his heart with a hand holding the gun, the stainless steel horn gun penetrated from the wide mouth of the D-type zombie, shaking his right shoulder slightly, the paws of the ordinary zombie grabbed on the big patch on his shoulder, the outermost fabric was scratched, revealing the yellow-brown animal skin inside.

For the nearby zombie, the long gun did not work. Zhang Xiaoqiang loosened his hands, the stainless steel beast horn gun stuck the D-type zombie on the ground with his body. He turned a small circle to let the zombie's second grab. His right hand pulled out the Jingwei sword stuck in his back and cut it on the back of the zombie's neck. The zombie's head split from his neck as the sword shadow flashed. Zhang Xiaoqiang's left hand pulled out the beast horn cone stuck between his waist. No longer did he see the official Qiaoyun run towards the other zombies.

Shang Qiaoyun looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang who had been killed by other zombies, and looked at those zombie corpses who had fallen in front of her and had a triangle stab in their head. She felt sad and she was useless? He saved himself and didn't even look at himself. Did he disappoint him? Upper official Qiaoyun is a woman, she is also a beautiful woman, beautiful woman is sensitive, she thinks she is useless, but she is not a woman who gave up easily, saw Zhang Xiaoqiang running to fight to kill, she picked up the bayonet and plugged it back into the sheath, put a bullet in the M1 rifle, pulled the bolt, pointed a zombie's head to pull the trigger, “Touch...” After the shot, the zombie still didn't shake a trace there.

Shangguan Qiaoyun originally used an M1 carbine gun, but her sense of gunfire was not as good as that of Zhang Xiaoqiang. There was nothing accurate. However, she hit her several times with an M1 Garand rifle at a time. After that, she wrapped Zhang Xiaoqiang in a Garand rifle. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not care, as long as she did not shoot the bullet at her own people, as for the method of gunfire? You don't believe the nearly tens of millions of rounds accumulated in the arsenal can't practice shooting?

As such, the shooting training of the other battle team was 30 rounds per person per day, and the shooting talent of Shangguan Qiaoyun was 300 rounds, but Shangguan Qiaoyun seemed to be equal to zero. The consumption of 2,000 rounds of ammunition in exchange for the super rotten shooting method that did not work in time. Zhang Xiaoqiang was almost dead to her. Although Shangguan Qiaoyun's index finger was swollen like a carrot, although she could only use her left hand when eating, but her shooting method was inaccurate, so she was anxious to prove herself to Zhang Xiaoqiang, so she would encounter the current danger.

“Touch..." Seven bullets fired in sequence, but the corpse had several bullet eyes on it, but it just didn't fall, shaking towards the officer Qiao Yun, Zhang Xiaoqiang cut down a corpse not far away, saw the smelly gun method of the official Qiao Yun, his heart flashed with strong contempt, he walked up to the official Qiao Yun, ready to help her solve the corpse that she couldn't beat to death, just halfway to see the official Qiao Yun suddenly pointed the gun at herself, it's nothing, but oddly, the upper official Qiao Yun's neck twisted half way, her head hasn't turned, "Touch..." The last bullet in the Garand rifle in her hand flew towards his head.

Zhang Xiaoqiang opened his mouth and looked at the flame ejected by the mouth of Garand's rifle, his brain had not turned, a high-speed flying bullet passed his ear, he had to look back, wondering where the bullet was going? A S-type zombie was jumping up half the sky behind him, black claws were raised, seemed to be about to wave down, a large black and yellow plate teeth jumped out of its mouth, fell far away, its body was flying backwards, the back brain was burst out a large black hole in the bowl, black and yellow things also floated backwards in the air, “snap...” S-type zombies heavily fell on the ground.

It lay on the ground slightly bouncing its legs, with a few bullet eyes on the black skin in the chest, not far from it, and a number of vertical and vertical zombie bodies stacked together, and there were traces of something climbing out of the ground under the pile of black blood. This S-type zombie was previously hit by a bullet, the dynamics of the bullet knocked it to the ground, before waiting for it to climb up from the ground, the killed zombies fell on it, it was already short and not very powerful, at the bottom, Zhang Xiaoqiang walked over when it was about to climb out, when Zhang Xiaoqiang walked over it, it jumped up and grabbed Zhang Xiaoqiang's head, the rifle in the hands of the superior officer Qiao Yun was a shot, the bullet shot from its open mouth, through its back brain, when it infinitely approached Zhang Xiaoqiang's unprotected head, it cupped.

Zhang Xiaoqiang touched the hairy head he had just scratched a while ago, his heart was a little chilly. His clothes were embedded with mutant animal skin. The average S2 would not harm him, but his head was not at all prepared. At least he now has a World War II American Army helmet for each of his men, "carelessly, you can't be handsome!!!” Zhang Xiaoqiang said to himself, as he pulled out a triangular stab and threw it on the head of the zombie who jumped up Qiao Yun, then turned over and killed the rest of the zombies. More than 40 zombies have been solved by Zhang Xiaoqiang in half. The other battle teams were divided into two groups, one group of three, one group of two. The efficiency of killing the zombies was not slow. The rifle and stabbing knife were longer than the paw of the zombie. One person held the chest of the zombie, one person stabbed the head of the zombie with a stabbing knife. The zombie didn't know to hide, and came quicker than killing the sheep. As long as he didn't encounter the S-type zombie, even the D-type zombie had only a life of hate pocket under this shameless.