Apocalypse Cockroach

Until the driver got old, the scene of S2 being beaten up by Zhang Xiaoqiang and flying was still flashing in his mind. Decades of trance occurred yesterday, which also became the principal money he bragged to others.

When he was dying, his lips kept moving, and several of his sons already had something to say to their father, putting their ears together into his mouth.

“Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.”

After that, Zhang Xiaoqiang became a soldier for the rest of his life. Since the soldier became the highest officer of the armoured unit, the old man left, leaving a misty water for his sons.

S2 flies backwards in the air, bullets continue to shoot at the body, scattered parts of the body flesh fall into the car below, people in the car don't know what happened on the head, even if the body parts of S2 fall on the body dare not raise their heads. Finally, S2 is hit with an empty scattered shelf, the body wreckage falls like a rain point, wait for the wreckage of S2 to fall on the ground, the next second, it is crushed by a Land Cruiser under Zhang Xiaoqiang into a beach of black meat sauce.

The old Liberation and Land Cruiser continued to drive forward. The building area on the street had been left behind by two cars. Zhang Xiaoqiang also exhaled slightly. He turned to look at the S-type zombie group that was chasing the car tightly. He pulled out a hand grenade from the satchel and pulled the insurance and threw it under the car. The ovoid hand grenade bounced off the hard pavement on the ground and was caught in a crowd of corpses.

“Boom..." a loud noise, the exploding grenade lifted the front rows of S-type zombies to the ground, and the fallen zombies tripped the rear zombies again. By the time a succession of zombies had passed their fellow ones on the ground, the Land Cruiser under Zhang Xiaoqiang had pulled away from them for a long time.

Zhang Xiaoqiang redirected the heavy machine gun to the front to assist the old liberation lane with machine gun fire. A headless zombie fell on the intercepted road and saw two cars rushing into the wilderness.

It's like God doesn't want to let go of these survivors who've been struggling for six months in zombie-packed counties, one left, one right, and two S-type zombies rushing to the road and jumping toward the old liberation...

Zhang Xiaoqiang's Land Cruiser was driving on the right side of the old liberation. Zhang Xiaoqiang blew up the head of the right corpse at the first moment. There was nothing he could do to face the left corpse. He could only watch it jump into the car and cause a scream.

Looking at the critical situation, Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped out of the machine gun nest and lay on the roof in front of him. His upper body climbed onto the windshield of the Land Cruiser. He grabbed the steel frame of the machine gun nest with his feet, and his right hand constantly slapped windshield.

This driver was the one who carried Susie out of the beard last month. Now he hung up his beard. He looked very young, without the iconic beard. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't recognize him. The driver looked surprised at Zhang Xiaoqiang lying on the windshield.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at this somewhat strange and somewhat familiar driver, his right finger to the front of the old liberation, then his right hand in the form of a knife constantly pushed a gesture against the past, the driver nodded with a wind steering wheel to the old liberation.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stood on the roof of the car and watched as the blood water continued to rise in the compartment after the old liberation. He watched as the blood pearl continued to fly into the air. He tightened the mouse king's blade in his hand.

Eight meters...

Four meters...

Two meters... Zhang Xiaoqiang can already clearly see the S-type zombie pounding on a still convulsive corpse and chewing. The rest of the living people, both men and women, squeezed into a pile of shaking in the corner. They buried their heads in their pants, and none of them looked up dry at the S-type zombie.

One meter... When I saw that none of these weak men and women dared to resist, Zhang Xiaoqiang almost didn't want to care about their deaths, but when I thought of the children squeezed into the cab, Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped over with the mouse king's blade.

“Ah..." Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped into the car naturally was the corner where the soft eggs gathered. Zhang Xiaoqiang's heavy body smashed into the crowd causing a shock.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was too lazy to explain to them. He wanted to climb up on one person with his left hand. Zhang Xiaoqiang felt something wrong this time, soft, spongy and elastic.

Zhang Xiaoqiang continued to climb up, but the corner of his eyes stuck against a woman's full tits. He didn't see what the woman looked like, and grabbed her by the hand and let go.

S-type zombies are very engaged when eating, and it doesn't care if there's a big living person around them, they're simple minds, living people = food, is it necessary to be afraid of a food? When its ugly head was chopped off by a rat king's blade, it maintained a feeding position.

Blood-stained red Zhang Xiaoqiang stood on the roof of the car and looked at the distant zombie with that six-fold telescope, with his sharp eyes, a smaller number of astronomical telescopes than the previous one. In the telescope's frame of view, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the bodies of two men who had been shot dead by their own guns dragged towards the county by some D-type zombie.

The bloody smell of the men's corpses led the corpses to gather one layer on the side of the corpse. Countless corpses dared not to move. There were also several tall D2s standing together in the distance. They were surrounded by a layer of ordinary corpses, several D2s standing at a diamond angle. There was a space in the middle of them, Zhang Xiaoqiang's gaze was blocked by D2s tall body, plus they were too far away to see anything.

Dragging fresh corpses of D-type zombies in the direction of D2, ordinary zombies in front of them made way, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked through the telescope, watching those zombies bear the most primitive instincts to make way for fresh blood food, watching the corpses dragged to D2.

D2 moved, blocked in front of the zombie dragging the body. D2 moved, not grabbing the body and chewing it, but letting it go, and the body was sent into the space behind it.

As D2 opened Xiaoqiang to see an implicit shadow, the shadow was not high, only a little higher to D2's calf, then D2 re-blocked the shadow, Zhang Xiaoqiang could no longer see, that shadow gave Zhang Xiaoqiang the final impression of its big head, occupying one third of its body.

Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped out of the Land Cruiser with a telescope. His three team members had just tied up the body of the machine gunner with an oil cloth. Several team members looked very sad. They were a group and also a dormitory. Although there would be some small contradictions during the week, several people had a good relationship. It was considered a living and dead brother, watching themselves play and laugh in the past days. The brothers were wrapped in a cold oil cloth, and their eyelids were a little red.

The old liberation parked on one side, the crowd in the car got down to the car, the dead S-type zombie and the unfortunate man's body were still in the car nobody dared to move, the men gathered to meet each other, the women squatted on the ground and vomited more than once, only one woman did not vomit, her beard distributed, unable to see the age and face, not too old by her diminutive body.

This different woman circled the ground, reading words in her mouth, her hands waved in the air from time to time seemed to want to grab something. Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang knew that this woman was freaking out at the zombie eater.