Apocalypse Cockroach

Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled out the Jingwei sword in his right hand, held the horn cone in his left hand and continued to kill not knowing how many more corpses. The Jingwei sword in his hand cut off the heads and arms of those or strong, or agile, or lean corpses one at a time. The horn cone stabbed the corpse's orbit or forehead one at a time and sent them to hell. One corpse was just cut off by Zhang Xiao The corpse that had been cut down flashed out behind him. He opened his big mouth and bit Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang lifted his left hand and opened his paws with a horn cone. The sword of Jingwei in his right hand sliced into his forehead. "Pfft...: After a crisp rifle sound, the corpse's forehead burst out a hole and tilted backwards onto the ground, Zhang Careful Qiang In a covert curse, it was the upper official Qiaoyun who was meddling behind his back. The upper official Qiaoyun was like a ghost who followed him closely. Whenever he killed the best, the upper official Qiaoyun would stop his electricity. It felt really bad to kill the zombie who threatened him one step at a time, but now it was a critical juncture, and he didn't have time to turn around and scold her.

The corpse around him was slowly emptied, he saw the crazy Guo Fei, Guo Fei was surrounded by the corpse in a corner, his hair was messy, his eyes were red, he kept gasping, the straight knife in his hand kept coming close to his corpse splitting and smashing, his trench coat had been scratched and shattered, his movements had started to get a little slow, but he still insisted, a corpse fell under his feet slowly formed a pile of small corpse mountains half a metre high, he stood on the corpse mountain and surrounding the corpse to kill, from his face he could not see despair and struggle, only madness and excitement...

A D-type zombie finally waited for the front zombie's death light to fall, the front road had been opened, it jumped on Guo Fei, Guo Fei drummed up the final force to wave the straight knife towards the forehead of the D-type zombie, his strength was exhausted, his sword was not as fast as before, before the straight knife was about to split the head of the D-type zombie, the D-type zombie stepped on the zombie body that fell on the ground, his body swayed with one of them, the straight knife cut its shoulder, it did not respond to the injury to the shoulder, waved its claws towards Guo Fei to grab it.

Guo Fei's straight knife blade was stuck on the shoulder blade of the corpse. When the corpse jumped at him, he loosened the handle of the knife, two sleeves gently threw, a large and small two straight knives fell on his hands, the right straight knife blocked the claws of the D-type corpse, the left straight knife directly stabbed the corpse's forehead, the straight knife stabbed into the The head of type D zombie, but the impact of the pre-zombie punch was still there. The zombie crashed into each other. One by one, he fell on the body pile. He finally pushed away the type D zombie pressed against him. Two ordinary zombies, one on the left and the other on the right, and the orbit of one of the zombies on the right was deeply stabbed by a small straight knife, and it took two steps Suddenly, the left-hand corpse did not stop because of the fall of his kind. It still jumped at him with a shaky step. Guo Fei looked at the ugly corpse and wanted to pounce himself. All the strength in his hand had been exhausted. The last weapon had also been thrown out by him. He had reached the point of depletion of the mountain water. He was not desperate, there was no fear and indifference before his death. He smiled and closed his eyes. He was also Zhang Xiaoqiang's first smile since he saw him.

A long sword, dragged in light, circled in the air, a short distance passed, the long sword penetrated from the left rear brain of the zombie, from its right cheek, the zombie now has a very strange shape, its dry head is crossed by a long sword, like the funny character in cartoon animation, it carried a long sword stuck in the head to the foot of Guo Fei, Guo opened his eyes fiercely to see the strange shape of the zombie falling at the foot, also saw the distance standing in the group of corpses looking at his Zhang Xiaoqiang, he sighed gently, climbed up from the heap of corpses beneath him, drew the long handle straight out of the shoulder of the D-type zombie, looked at the rest of the zombie, and rushed forward silently...

A corpse climbs to the ground, it's surrounded by corpses, it's glued to the ground, it's stinking black and black, and the blood behind it takes a long trace out of its body, it just climbs slowly, and it's aimed at those living people walking around in a small courtyard full of corpses, one wearing cowhide army shoes. Bigfoot stepped on its back, it was dancing his claws, trying to break free, trying to turn his back and bite the owner of Bigfoot, tearing a piece of flesh with blood from him, swallowing it into his stomach without knowing how long it had been empty, a black-blooded bayonet held against his back brain, “Pfft..." The bayonet didn't stab, as the bayonet trembled slightly, a grain The rifle went into the back of its head, and it was on the ground, and the struggle ended...

Wang Chung picked up the beast horn gun and Jingwei sword that Zhang Xiaoqiang had thrown out before. He also carefully rinsed the blood from the two weapons with a little water. Zhang Xiaoqiang took the weapon from his hand. Wang Chuang performed well. He dared to fight. Although he didn't do well, he also killed a number of corpses. He was able to line up to medium size among the members of the battle team. The small courtyard was not large. Hundreds of corpses filled the ground. Dozens of battle team members patrolled the corpses, scattered gunshots continued to sound. One of the still struggling corpses was shot through his head on the ground. Guo Fei took off his broken trench coat and wore a set of hair to give him a stabbing suit inside, although he was scratched more than a dozen times by the corpse. But he was not hurt, and he remained silent, buried his head and wiped the long handle straight in his hand with that wrecked trench coat.

In the supervision area, the iron fence door near the entrance was open, the dry body on the ground was doped with white bone, the cell was a mess, torn into a paved roll of cloth, scattered on the ground stained with blood into black cotton, turned over to the iron shelf bed, there were also broken wooden slabs, Bryson's bones and black and yellow clothing fragments mixed together, during which occasionally you could see a dusty type 81 rifle clamped in the middle, Zhang Xiaoqiang walked slowly in front, the team would follow behind to collect the guns and ammunition you can see, Sanzi and his elite did not dare to rush to the front, Sanzi and Xiaoqiang said to point him to the road.

walking through a row of open cells, crossing a corner of a wall, another row of cells appeared in front of me, the iron door in this cell was locked tightly, countless zombie arms from the gap in the gate of the fence swung to Zhang Xiaoqiang side, through the arms can see countless zombies behind the fence ugly and loud face, battle squads raised rifles ready to shoot, However, Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped them. These zombies looked scary, but they were the least threatening to them. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not want to waste time and ammunition on them. They walked carefully in the middle in a row. Guo Fei remained silent behind the team. He did not walk in the middle to hide from the zombie's claws as others did. He walked so forward, his long knife waved down one time at a time, and one was bereaved. The mutilated arm fell at his feet, and where he walked, a trail of mutilated arms stretched...

Zhang Xiaoqiang crossed the supervision area and officially reached the back of the prison. The back building of the prison was not as tall as the one in front of it. An empty plot of vegetable land was dug up by the boss. He could not walk much further along the cement trail in the middle of the vegetable swamp. At first sight, a thick wall with barbed wire appeared in front of him, and a dozen scattered corpses swam in front of the open half of the iron gate.