Apocalypse Cockroach

The shadow flashed, the big rat was divided into two halves and fell to the ground, and three big rats simultaneously pounced at Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang's left horn cone gently dotted on the door of a big rat. The sharp horn cone stabbed into the tofu, his left hand sank, and the horn cone hung it through his head. Then the horn cone fluttered, and the corpse of the rat ground fell to the ground. The rear hand Jingwei sword crossed the other two big rats to chop it off, and the sword body just strength.

“Pfft..." After the two gunshots, the mouse flew backwards with the huge impact of the bullet, Jingwei sword naturally chopped an empty space, “Mom... this dead woman..." Zhang Xiaoqiang cursed the official Qiaoyun in secret. She had to stop her electricity every time, so how could she not beat herself up painfully? Does the world owe her all her life?

Shangguan Qiaoyun's gunfire was like a signal, the people who came to the top of the post shot, the dense bullets gathered in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang a fire grid, a big rat was ripped in front of the fire grid, Zhang Xiaoqiang had time to measure the surrounding situation, not many rats entered the wall, there were hundreds of them, these big rats were very deformed, the two front legs matched their current shape feels just right, but their back legs are stronger and scarier than the front legs, now they are all used to lying down, if they stood up, Zhang Xiaoqiang would definitely think they were from Australia.

Guo Fei's killing at the Iron Gate was delightful. He saw a long handle straight knife dancing up and down, a big rat or a broken head, or a cracked body. The rat jumped and he broke it. If the rat lay on the ground, he stomped his foot. He was actually faster than the mouse. But that's the distance to this line is as dangerous for the rat as it is for the sky. It is impossible to cross the sky.

With Guo Fei, the shooter above and the opposite side, Zhang Xiaoqiang began to appear to have nothing to do. Hundreds of mice, though many, could not resist such a massacre. As Guo Fei split the last mouse and opened the eyes of the gorilla red to look around for those things like the legendary jumping bee, the whole ground was like blood water washed. Various mouse remains were listed. Zhang Xiaoqiang just relieved and heard Sanzi scream on it. Then the 81st and Garland rifle shooting began to sound constantly.

Countless bullets hit the wall to excite array of cement residue, drilled a small hole on it, a dead mouse fell from the wall to the floor, dark red fur gradually turned bright red, with the intensive gunfire upstairs, more and more mouse bodies dropped, Zhang Xiaoqiang found that it was not known when the mouse had started climbing the wall.

A triangular mouse's head kept appearing on the wall. Before they climbed up, they were shot down. There were a lot of dead mice falling into the wall. But more bodies fell outside the wall. Even so, the mice on the top kept popping up. Zhang Xiaoqiang heard the sound of the shooting of the Eighty-one rifle on the top. It was a little tight in his heart for a moment. The ammunition depot had not opened. The ammunition they found was added up to less than 2,000 pieces along the way. At this speed, it won't take long for the Eighty-one rifle to become mute, without automatic fire suppression. What's the use of dozens of rifles alone?

Zhang Xiaoqiang quickly climbed to the post, threw several magazines on his body to Sanzi, pulled a team member with a Garand rifle and looked at the wall. It was not clear what he saw below. It was not until Zhang Xiaoqiang saw from above how serious the situation was, and the rats outside the wall gathered together to form a mouse mountain.

Dense and numb mice are squeezing in a bunch of slowly creeping, countless mice want to climb up the wall, and countless mice want to climb the top of Mount Mount Mount Mount Mount Mount Mount Mountain. Although the gunfire continues for a moment, the mice are gaining momentum, and the bullets emit a little blood flower on Mountain Mountain, but these bullets can only count as a poppy for a huge group of mice. Even if many mice are killed, their bodies still form part of Mountain Mountain Mountain Mountain and become the cornerstone of the feet of other mice.

Zhang Xiaoqiang scolded and ran back downstairs. He rushed under the wall of the mouse body, pulled out a hand grenade from the waist and pulled the insurance and threw it through the wall. Xiaoqiang didn't have a few seconds. He didn't have time to wait for the hand grenade to explode. Then pulled out the second hand grenade from the waist and was about to pull out the insurance. "Boom..." After a loud noise, Zhang Xiaoqiang found the sky darkening suddenly. He looked up and turned around and ran.

Countless bodies of dead mice, countless half-dead mice, and countless remnants of mouse limbs lifted up into the sky by the waves of grenades that formed a rare cloud of rats in the sky, which then turned into rain for mice.

Although Zhang Xiaoqiang tried his best to run back, the body of the rat that kept falling was still smashed on his feet and body. Zhang Xiaoqiang ran while shaking his body like a shaking bran. He was going to shake down the remnants of those disgusting rats that fell on him. After Zhang Xiaoqiang ran into the guard building, he discovered that all the people were down there, even Guo Fei, who was not afraid of the heavens and earth and wanted to die, hid in.

When the rat rain stopped, Zhang Xiaoqiang climbed up to observe his own battle results. A dozen team members searched in the yard for a knife made up by a blown out, undead rat. The staircase leading up to the top has now been filled with scattered mouse bodies. Zhang Xiaoqiang endured the nausea of stepping on the rat to the roof.

The roof was also filled with countless dead rats. The blood of the star spot was all over it. Zhang Xiaoqiang stepped on a freshly awake rat and looked at the wall. Mountain outside the wall was erased from the boss's floor. However, the rats below continued to gather up, looking at Mountain Mountain, which was re-creeping, Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed and turned around to go downstairs.

Zhang Xiaoqiang started his third fatal escape, then the explosion of the third hand grenade sounded behind him. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't see it for the third time, or it could be the last mouse cloud formed. He stepped on the ground to the dense and numb mouse corpse to run toward the guard tower, and the new mouse debris began to fall again.

When he ran into the guard building, he took a slight sigh of relief. Looking at the same mouse remains as the rain point outside, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned to look at Sanzi, who slowly climbed to the roof over his head with a bloody plank on his face.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at his bloodstained clothes shook his head, took off the anti-cutting gloves, felt the cigarette and lit himself, smoked half, the third son came down, he looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang shook his head, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt a disturbance, the cigarette butt was thrown off his feet on the ground.

Zhang Xiaoqiang put the bloody gloves back on, pulled out the horn cone and stepped on it, and stood outside the iron door of the ammunition depot again. The green iron door was almost dyed red. He stabbed the locking eye with the horn cone...

The keyhole on this door also doesn't know how to make it up. Zhang Xiaoqiang's indestructible horn cone stabbed the top part of the force. A keyhole Zhang Xiaoqiang tried to stab it for at least 10 minutes, but the mouse outside the wall could not wait for 10 minutes. The guard on the top began to alarm again, and the dense gunshot sounded again.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked back, the wall began to fall down the mouse corpse again, the force in his hand had to increase again, the speed of the corner cone had to accelerate again, the sweat slowly seeped out of his forehead, first at 1: 2, then continued to flow down from his face.