Apocalypse Cockroach

Without Zhang Xiaoqiang's command, the three machine guns kept spraying their tongues at D2, “Tong Tong..." After two muffled sounds, the flames of the two explosions burst behind D2, different sized pieces of corpse, broken steel bars, countless pieces of gravel, and the sky's yellow sand were blown up into the air. As the various debris slowly fell from the air, two more loud lights fires took the debris from the ground into the air, and D2 shouted a roar in the fired bullet and bouncing shrapnel, it moved forward, but the bullet and the air wave after the explosion kept pushing it backwards, it was angry, it shouted, a grain shouting at its bright teeth, it shut its mouth, and it climbed forward four-foot on the ground. D2's robust body is in the rain of bouncing light, in the flashing light from time to time, in the sand and debris that constantly falls on it, like a sailboat in a giant wave, its body constantly shakes, the air waves of shells explode, but the pace of its journey never stops, the direction in which it moves is where the machine-gun bullets come from.

“Wow... hahahaha..." A machine-gun with a bare arm howled, his hands trembling violently, his hands swinging with his whole body, his body smoked black and white with the wind, sweat seeping down from his forehead, There was a layer of oil on his dark skin, and his heart was beating as the machine gun beat, and he felt so good, so good, just when he was having the best of fun, the sound of a blank hanging machine came out, and the words, "Come on, bullet ~” shouted out, he opened the magazine of the gun body, waiting for the bullet to be loaded, waited for half a day? I saw the slim hands painted with lubricant and smoke stuck in the barrel with a white belt.

“Mom, you grassy bitch... bullet..." The machine gunman turned his head and shouted at the woman beside him. The woman listened to the machine gun for a long time. She also had a fiery temper. She stood up and looked down at the black machine gunman and yelled: “Grass... gone, all shot out by your stinking bird, I was just taking off my pants and he... Mom... couldn't have a gun..."

As the woman's mouth cursed the heavy machine gunner out of flame, he looked at the two empty ammunition boxes around him, looked at the shell casings piled up on his ankle a little cry-free, who did he provoke, the mother cursed so harshly...

He was the first machine gunner to cease fire, but not the last. Less than two other machine guns extinguished fire in less than a minute, and the verbal abuse of the machine gunner and the woman next to him spread to everyone.

Without the shooting of the machine gun bullet, the scarred D2 on the surface was slightly faster. Although there were still shells exploding in front of it from time to time, it could no longer have much impact on it. It slowly approached the front. All the machine gunmen looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang and waited for his order. Zhang Xiaoqiang waved and ordered them to retreat. As the machine gunmen retreated, the riflers also followed behind to the camp.

Zhang Xiaoqiang climbed onto the roof of a shovel car and stamped her feet. The shovel under her sprayed a bunch of black smoke and shook towards D2. Another shovel also burst towards D2. Yang Kel stood on the roof with her wolf tooth stick as well. When she saw Zhang Xiaoqiang looking at her, she made a ghost face at Zhang Xiaoqiang, then looked in earnest at D2 in front of her.

The two forklifts drove forward in a corner, and the top of the corner was D2, which had no good hide on it. As the forklift crushed the corpse block on the floor, the body swayed more violently. Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yang Kool could not stand and squat on the roof of the car with their weapons. The two forklifts lifted the forklift with their serrations one after the other and shoveled the top toward D2 on the ground.

“Touch...” two loud noises before and after, the two shovels also squeezed D2 in the middle, the D2 lying on the ground was clamped by two huge shovels of iron, it felt restrained in its actions, it struggled hard, its huge explosive force made the shovel start to shake, Zhang Xiaoqiang left hand held on a dusty roof waiting for the shovel to follow, his body vibrated with the shovel vibration, he only held one horn cone, no other weapons were carried, the horn cone could not kill it, other weapons were useless.

Two big steels shoveled up, they held D2 in the air from left to right, and raised it up high. As the shovel developed, D2 was trapped in the air. One of its arms clamped together with its body, the other claw waving under four, the claw waving was futile. Except for leaving a scratch on the steel, its body hung in the air without a force point. Its enormous power could not be made out. It was like the Greek myth of Hercules, the great god of power. Without the earth, it became weak. It was crying, it was in fear...

Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped to the front robotic arm of the forklift, his feet jumped quickly, the nitrous smoke around D2 was not yet dispersed, there were still many corpses on the ground with green smoke, the air was cloudy, in addition to the smell of nitrous smoke, there was a smell of nauseating skin burning, he flashed through the D2 swinging claw, his right foot jumped on the iron forklift, sat “through” on D2's left shoulder, he endured the stench coming from D2, his right hand held the beast horn cone stabbed severely in D2's ear eyes.

The horn cone drilled into D2's brain with the force of Zhang Xiaoqiang's hands. D2 burst into a painful howl. The harder it struggled, it was useless. The shovel car was still spraying black smoke forward. The two steel shovels stuck it like pliers dead. It bit Zhang Xiaoqiang over its head. The horn cone had been stabbed half way deep. Zhang Xiaoqiang held the horn cone in his hands and was about to drill the other half into it. D2's big face slammed behind him with the horn cone in his ear. Zhang Xiaoqiang held the horn cone in his hand and dug D2 for ear shit. The huge force from the horn cone also took him flying. Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but grip the horn cone dead before he really flew out, so Like, he held the horn cone in his hands and hung it on D2's naked back. He leaned against D2's rough skin, endured the stench of drilling into his nostrils from D2. He cursed D2's head and didn't say hello. Now he and D2 are both a virtue, and the world can't land.

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