Apocalypse Cockroach

Half an hour later, the two D2s moved, simultaneously placing the Z-shaped zombie on their shoulders behind them, then howling and pounding at each other.

The people who stood on the hill, apart from Zhang Xiaoqiang, could not see that there were two zombies in the middle of the sea that looked much bigger than ants fighting each other. Two big D2 zombies completely abandoned the human instinct to fight each other like beasts in the open space. They scratched each other with claws and ate each other with their teeth. They kept rolling on the ground like gladiators fighting each other in the middle of the sea.

Two D2s fought to death below. Zhang Xiaoqiang stood on the hill and looked silly. He did not know what the zombies below were doing. His knowledge of zombies only stayed on the rough classification. For him, zombies were a group of walking corpses full of flesh and blood. Even if Z-type zombies controlled hundreds of thousands of zombies out of the city, it did not surprise him too much.

But now the zombie sea is unexpected, they seem to have a constant class, even a division of power, two pairs of zombie sea are demonstrating strength, two Z-type zombie contacts are negotiating, now two powerful D2 zombies are fighting life and death, just to prove who is stronger?

The process of killing each other was boring, but Zhang Xiaoqiang was not bored at all. The telescope in his hand had not been put down for a moment, and the zombie was becoming more and more complex. Zhang Xiaoqiang needed to know more. He did not know whether the zombie would form a tribe and form a group in the future. Now he just needed to know more about the changes of some zombies, and whether he was ready to persevere or flee.

Finally, two D2s ended with the victory of one D2, and it chewed off the other kind of neck and bit its head off, although it was also scarred, but the unique trait of the zombie kept it alive, and it held the head of its kind on the ground and roared and exhaled the emotions in its heart, and then it walked back to the team and presented its head to the Z-shaped zombie.

The Z-shaped zombie had D2 rip his head off, poured his brains into his mouth and ate his brains. He slowly shook himself out of the sea towards the Z-shaped zombie who had failed his men across the street. The Z-shaped zombie also came out and stood still across a 100-meter-long open space.

Zhang Xiaoqiang felt even more incredible when he saw that the zombie actually ate the same kind of brain. In his impression, no zombie would eat his own kind. Now the Z-shaped zombie broke Zhang Xiaoqiang's cognition. He swallowed a bite of spit and began to wrestle slightly with his hands holding the telescope.

If the zombie could survive by eating his own kind, wouldn't the zombie have lived forever? So zombies will always be natural enemies of humans, and humans will struggle harder to survive under the claws of zombies?

A thrilling sound wave came from the side of the zombie sea. Zhang Xiaoqiang just felt the eardrum shock. For example, the ultra-high audio from the previous few days reappeared into his brain. All the team members standing behind Zhang Xiaoqiang squatted their ears on the ground and hummed.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was nearly two kilometers away from there, so this strange noise just made him slightly uncomfortable. He didn't even have to put down his binoculars to block his ears. He turned around and looked at the team behind him and continued to look that way. Now it's imperative to figure out what kind of zombie was there?

The sea of corpses on both sides was almost simultaneously chaotic, the heads of dead bodies fell in front of each other, causing a wave in the sea of corpses. The falling corpses spread to the depths of the sea like a piece of straw blown by the wind, while the audio coming from Zhang Xiaoqiang's ears was getting louder and louder. The players behind him could no longer stay on their knees and knees, holding their heads against the ground, and their mouths began to scream.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not care whether his men were alive or dead, the audio that could be transmitted here was not big that day, the air itself could absorb the sound. Naturally, he was not worried that the sound could kill his men. At this moment, his heart was hot and he looked at the falling corpses. He couldn't wait for this ultra-high audio to come more intense.

Zhang Xiaoqiang finally figured out why Z-type zombies can control such zombies, relying on their gifted sound. As long as a zombie disobeys it, it can easily kill them. At the same time, it can control a large group of zombies. Plus, it can mislead humans, and naturally mislead simpler zombies in the brain.

Two Z-type zombies are like two duelists sending out the biggest assault to each other, and a piece of fallen zombie behind them is nothing more than a city gate pond fish that they accidentally wounded.

They attacked each other for a short period of time, and as the brains of a Z-shaped zombie exploded suddenly, the Z-shaped zombie from J City eventually won.

The rest of the Z-shaped zombie wobbled to the dead Z-shaped zombie to pick up the body and eat it. It ate very carefully, without letting go of any residue. As he ate, those fallen zombies began to stand up continuously, and there were not many real dead zombies, that is, more than a dozen platoons close to the middle empty space, some 10,000 of them, and as the zombies regrouped, the corpse seas on both sides began to merge.

Seeing here, Zhang Xiaoqiang dropped the telescope in his hand, and now the zombie sea on both sides is subjugated by the same Z-shaped zombie...

The honest man still carries his men in the busy construction, the artificial gossip array already has a prototype, intricate terrain, even a normal human does not necessarily come out, let alone invisible corpses, the honest man made a great effort, the original flat and farmland were all excavated a half meter deep, two to three meters wide dirt road.

On the edge of a dirt trail as dense as a web of spiders is an artificial heap of soil, connected by a line of soil to form a dirt wall, which has a huge corridor formed against the dirt wall, and at the intersection of those dirt trails is a large, small square, each of which is different in size, large and thousands of squares, and small, thousands of squares.

These squares, whose original topography has not been excavated, have been artificially filled with uneven areas. These small squares are intended to accommodate the corpsed sea. Crossing a square is already a large corridor of dirt and dirt walls, each of which is the same, and each dirt wall and dirt road is not straight.

Looking down from the sky, it can be seen that all dirt roads and dirt walls have a certain arc. As long as they follow dirt roads, they are unconsciously led in the direction of a large dirt road up to seventy-eight meters wide. There is no branch of the large dirt road. Both sides are surrounded by dirt walls. Walking along the dirt road all the way forward will allow the zombies walking on the dirt road to converge in a large square.