Apocalypse Cockroach

Zhang Xiaoqiang walked with the team members in the middle of the vague corpse. As the gunshots continued to sound, the S-type corpses who were still struggling on the ground were shot and killed. Everyone followed Zhang Xiaoqiang quietly and walked silently behind him. As long as they saw something alive, they shot and killed him while walking. Zhang Xiaoqiang walked with them to almost every corner.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked depressedly at the S-type zombie who died in front of him. He didn't know whether the mysterious zombie was dead or not. He dared not gamble, and couldn't gamble. Even a little intelligent animal could understand revenge, especially such a cunning zombie? If you accidentally missed it, wait for it to wave hundreds of thousands of pedal bases.

Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted the team members to pile up all the bodies and burn out a fire. He could see a tired face of the team members. He was a little impatient. Starting this morning, they chased after the tide of the body and beat it hard. It was already exhausting. It was only with a certain amount of winning energy that they could persist to this day. It was really hard for them to get the zombie bodies scattered within two kilometers to pile up one by one and burn out a fire.

Looking at the zombie corpses spread over two kilometers, Zhang Xiaoqiang took a hard shot, all the team members pointed a rifle at each zombie's head to make up the gun, more than a thousand zombies divided into each person's head less than ten, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not believe that there was any missing.

As the gunfire repeatedly rang, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked closely at the team members, hoping that they would find some spider silk marches, but everyone was normal. After they shot the body under their feet, they continued to walk towards the next zombie. The team members who followed them turned a body over with their feet. As long as there were no eyeballs on their heads, they would be replacing a bullet.

Looking at the front queue, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt a cigarette in his mouth from his pocket. Before waiting for him to light the fire, he found something wrong. In a place with a concentration of zombie corpses, the first queue members only made up a few zombie rifles at the edge, and then they did not go forward in the middle of the tube.

The players in the back were not looking at it at all. They walked straight forward. When they walked, they looked at the gun again. When they waited for the third row, the fourth row had walked, no one had any doubts as to where the pile was.

“Problem, absolute problem..." Zhang Xiaoqiang shrugged, pulling out Desert Eagle and running that way.

“Hey... you guys come here, that's you, come here..."

Several teammates walked to Zhang Xiaoqiang's face in confusion. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked seriously at each of them and found that they were more confused than unable to touch their heads.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not find anything abnormal on them. He pointed at the pile of bodies and said: "You aim to shoot over there..."

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The team members raised their guns to the other side to compare to a row. At the same time, they dropped their rifles and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at them without a word. They also looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang without a word.

“Shooting?” Zhang Xiaoqiang asked consciously.

Several people nodded, and they looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang's unbelievable appearance.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know if he was mad alone or if other people were mad at the same time. He saw the silent corpse and all the sweat on his body was raised upside down.

Zombies are not scary, even D2 and S2 won't scare Zhang Xiaoqiang, but he feels a creepy feeling about Zombies Zhang Xiaoqiang that can affect people's hearts. He knows what this means, like the Mother Bugs in Star Wars. As long as they find a way to communicate with humans, they can easily find a place to hide in humans, and by then, the already harsh survival of humans will be exacerbated.

Zhang Xiaoqiang asked several people to back off. Although he did not know why he had not been affected by the control, he now had to pull out the zombie himself.

Zhang Xiaoqiang also retreated more than a dozen meters. He did not know what other means were available for that thing. He suddenly took a grenade out of his satchel and threw it into the body pile.

Soy potato-like grenades tumbled into the body pile. With a roar, a dark thing was blown out. The nitrous smoke and debris from the initial explosion blocked Zhang Xiaoqiang's sight. He saw only one shadow flashing over the blast point and flew forward quickly.

Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled his legs and chased after him. The things that ran away from him looked strange. The top of a triangular black brain with a little oval. Because the head took up a third of the body, it ran, and the body was not very stable. Its face always made Zhang Xiaoqiang feel strange. It felt like a sea squid ran to land.

The head of this zombie is similar to that of a squid. Apart from its two arms and thighs, the naked brain, like other zombies, has no hair. It has countless folds like walnut nuts all over its large head, and a layer of folds overlap to form a strange line.

As his brain approached his body, he grew a suspended skirt and shook it as he ran, looking at the monster Zhang Xiaoqiang in front of him and raising his hand was a shot.

Desert Eagle erupted a burning gun flame, the running alien zombie's right leg was broken in half, and the half-cutted calf flew out suddenly, and the monster fell to the ground and made a strange scream.

It screams strangely, as if it were noise from a large passenger plane landing, but it doesn't have much volume, and the frequency amplitude it contains is a little bit more.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's acute eyes could see a layer of ripples flashing in the air. Although he could see them, his body could not react with them. A layer of sharp sound that penetrated the eardrum penetrated Zhang Xiaoqiang's brain.

Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted and moaned with his hands in his head, and then he could no longer stand on his knees. He said he could not understand what it was like, like a fast spinning electric spinning drill the sharp bit kept spinning in his brain, his brains like eggs stirred by an egg blender.

He wanted to stand up, but he couldn't do it at all. He could barely let himself roll on the ground. Now Zhang Xiaoqiang can't see anything, he can't feel anything, except a severe headache in his brain.

The surface of the watch, which had been on his wrist since the end of his life, suddenly exploded. The broken crystal scrubbed glass blurred the flesh from Zhang Xiaoqiang's face, and the tingle in his face woke him up. He raised his hand to point the monster, who kept rolling over the ground, to snap the trigger until all six bullets left in the Desert Eagle were emptied.