Apocalypse Cockroach

Blood is the original sin of the zombies. It is their irresistible bait. When the smell of blood slowly dissipates, the zombies of the town go mad. A group of zombies rush out from all corners of the town to jump out of town. Some of the weaker zombies are squeezed by the bigger zombies behind them, and then they are stepped on their feet by their superior colleagues. By the time the comrades were far away, they were still struggling to get up on the ground, and the bigger tide was coming, and the stinking feet of countless zombies were stepping on them until they turned into a beach of mud, walking in front of the trenches with the greatest excitement, and they were saddened that the trenches, 50 centimetres wide, were not all they could walk through, they were like rice cut down by a sickle in the autumn harvest. In a trench, some of the lucky ones climb up like a second trench and walk around, some of the unlucky ones are being trampled under by the rear zombies as they struggle, or it dies in a trench as a stepping stone for other zombies, or struggle to trip other zombies, or at least pull one back.

The dense and numb zombies squeezed close to the front, watching the tide of corpses in front of them, too many people's scalps were numb, luckily the battle team members saw the group of viaduct corpses, they were able to stabilize their emotions, although the former builders had some palpitations, although they had also had a face-to-face comparison with the zombies, but they had not yet experienced the confrontation of thousands of zombies, the space in front of more than a thousand corpses, but the rear zombies were still coming out of the town constantly, the king with his arms in his heart at this time was a bit strange, he wondered whether his blood was particularly sweet, so many zombies rushed themselves, but it was also an achievement.

“Boom..." a bright fire in the middle of the corpse, countless pieces of mud sand clamped in the corpse flew away, the waves created by the explosion made the surrounding corpse stand unstable and pour to the ground, and as the sand and stone rain fell, a small piece of open space was cleared in the middle of the dense corpse, the first sound of a 60-mm mortar After the roar, the "protrusion” of the heavy machine gun shot sounded, the long barrel sprayed with a ruler's long tongue, countless flashing bullets whistled towards the dense corpse, “Snap..." The rifler's Garand rifle also sounded, and each rifler ejected eight bullets from the rifle as quickly as possible, They don't aim anymore, as long as the bullets hit the corpses and let them stagnate a little.

Moving forward, the carcass was like an invisible sickle, and the carcass in front of it was instantly broken apart by this invisible sickle, and the sharp bullet that came from the whistle kept knocking down and tearing up a carcass, and the carcass stagnated 50 meters before the front of the front, and they hit the walls of the city woven by bullets, and a bunch of carcasses fell down, A bunch of zombies came up and were knocked down again by bullet rain, broken limbs by machine gun bullets, torn flesh danced all over the air, mortar shells exploded in the middle of the mass one at a time, a bright red light tore a zombie apart, black soil clamped parts of the body took off and landed, shells floating in the smoky sky, constantly bombed sand and debris Rugged over moving corpses, before waiting for the last point of the sandstone to fall, as the new fire lit up in the mass, more debris flew into the sky, some of the corpses in the centre of the mass were lost in the direction of stinging nitrous smoke, they broke through the mass, stirred up the already seemingly messy messy mass of corpses, time was running out, and the 50-metre carcass death zone had been piled up from the lost corpse to a slower slope of up to one metre.

Heavy machine guns keep spraying bullets out, heavy machine gunmen tremble and howl, assistant machine gunmen use their clever hands to send Shenzhen's bullet chain into the barrel, as empty guns hang up, they pick up new ones and reload them, but machine gunmen can't wait for even this short dozen seconds, they scold the women around them, they scold them for anything dirty, they scold them for anything vicious, They weren't targeting the women around them. They were exhaling, they were depressed after the end of the exhalation, but the women weren't fuel saving lights. Since Zhang Xiaoqiang put a pistol on them, they shook up. Whoever cursed them had to curse them back. The woman was wearing a bullet chain with her hands and feet on her face. She vomited unconsciously and even the cheapest lady could hear the words blushing. So the machine gunner tragedy Now, they stared dead at the little hand loaded bullets stained with nitrous smoke and lubricant, their hearts in the dark prayer quickly ended, until the machine gun sounded again, the woman dragged the bullet chain and shouted, the machine gunner didn't care at this time, their body trembled with the vibration of the machine gun, they shouted out loud, waiting for the machine gun bullet to shoot out again, the machine gunner's brain started shouting again, so he went on to tragedy.

Although Zhang Xiaoqiang's team had done their utmost to stop the zombies from moving forward, he had too few players, machine gunmen, mortars, and riflers. Together, more than 30 people began to struggle under the tide of 2,000 zombies. When the two heavy machine guns started loading bullets simultaneously, dozens of zombies broke through the 50-metre death line and pressed it in front of the line. Shortly after, the sound of the machine gun started to sound again, but the zombies were slowly approaching, 30-metre... 20-metre... 10-metre...

Although the zombies were approaching, no one dared to turn around and flee. They knew the consequences of turning around. They didn't have the courage to face Zhang Xiaoqiang's anger. Zhang Xiaoqiang walked to the Land Rover, took a crate out of the trunk and went back behind the protective wall to open it. A row of hand grenades was exposed in front of everyone. Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up one of them and threw it out. A round hand grenade drew an arc in the air and landed on the head of a zombie 30 meters away. A few seconds later, a smoky flame sent the zombie to the sky. Some of the soil that had been blown up flew more than 20 meters into the crowd. Several members of the team dropped their guns, picked up the grenades, pulled away the fuses and threw them at the zombie. Five boxes of grenades, 150 of them, 150 grenades were in mourning. A blank separation belt was blown up in the middle of the body and the bodies behind it could not keep up, allowing the fighting team time to destroy more than a hundred corpses in front of it.

Some of the scattered zombies on the side are too far ahead, they are in the exact location of the heavy machine gun fire, the number of zombies faced by riflers, coupled with the fact that the zombies have to be hit to be killed, which brings them closer to chest strength, the chest wall has a tall chest of an adult man, and some ordinary zombies cannot get through, which may prevent ordinary zombies from blocking evolutionary zombies, Two S-type zombies climbed on the grass bag and flipped over. Straight into the king who was shooting at him, he had been watching Zhang Xiaoqiang pull out the desert eagle from the entire battlefield and shot several large holes in the chest of one S-type zombie with a large caliber bullet. He fell and twisted it to the side, and the other zombie was not disturbed. Then he continued to charge the king. Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed forward a few steps on Wang Zhong's ass, Wang charged his arms open and threw his rifle down onto the grass bag on his chest.

The quick figure of the S-type zombie has fallen in front of his eyes. The black paw was caught directly by Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang's left hand was cut into a knife on his paw wrist. The S-type zombie was slanted forward by the force on Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand. Zhang Xiaoqiang instantly leaned over the body to let the zombie pass. The elbow of the right hand holding the gun hit the rear of the zombie with force. The S-type zombie could no longer stand up and pound forward. “Bang Bang..." Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his hand and shot three times in the back of the zombie's brain continuously. The zombie's head was shot by a large aperture warhead into an explosion of spicy sauce, a white skull, yellow brain plasma and a dark red fascia stained with black blood.