Apocalypse Cockroach

Now there are fires everywhere in the gossip array, how can S-type zombies withstand the high temperatures that can melt steel, although S-type zombies lay on temporarily flameless walls, but the highest flame temperature is not the flame itself, but the flame tongue on the flame head, a fire tongue licked S-type zombies on the wall.

The S on the wall kept moving, but the black dead skin kept cracking, until it lost most of its moisture and fell on the wall, the flame slowly gushed out of his body and burned it, lit a little torch on the wall, and the S-type zombie was roasted mad and jumped directly into the fire and turned into black gray.

Z-shaped zombies loosened control of the dead sea, the zombies in the fire field completely blew up the nest, the flaming height of the flame and the burning black smoke of the zombies blocked everyone's sight, but Zhang Xiaoqiang could see clearly. In the gap between the flame and the black smoke, countless zombies fell on the dirt trail and were devoured by the flame, and the temporarily immortal zombies burned constantly in the fire sea until they fell down.

A S2 flew fast on the wall, and the shadows of Mercedes ran around in flames, and they kept climbing higher walls to get a little more wheezing, but the higher the walls meant the closer they were to the base, the bigger the fire, the more despair they ran temporarily, until they could no longer hold on to fall from the wall to the fire below.

On the side of the thick smoke rolling dirt wall, a shadow turned over the tall wall appeared on the piled coal seam, this S2 was severely burned, the skin on the body fell off large chunks, many places the skin was coarse black, even the white bones exposed to the outside were smoked black, only to see this inexplicably touched S2 turn around the dirt wall.

The closer this crippled S2 came within alert range, the various machine gun groups pointed their guns at this S2 ready to fire, and when they were all ready, but had not received instructions to fire, the crowd had to turn their heads and look at Sanko.

Sanzi looked seriously at the S2 that was wandering around the wall. Now he was also hesitant. He feared that firing on his side would lure all S-type zombies out of the fire field. At this moment, the smoke rolled in the fire field, and the zombies lost their biggest battle could only be identified by sound. Zhang Xiaoqiang had told him before. If he had to shoot, the wall was high enough, but he could not stop tens of thousands of zombies from scratching at the same time.

Hundreds of fighters watched that S2 wander around the wall, and eventually S2 was forced back by the burning heat coming from the wall. It turned and ran toward the base, and saw that S2 was running stunned. Many people couldn't help but tighten their minds. These people were teammates who had followed Sanzi to the coal farm, and they knew the power of S2.

Sanko looked at S2 running this way, raised his right hand, but he slowly did not wave, the shape of S2 in his eyes became more and more obvious, when it ran more than 600 meters, Sanko's heart was ready to wave down his arm as soon as it was hard.

A man in a military uniform with a helmet rushed out, then his body jumped out of the sky, and a silver currents flashed over the sharp edge of a three-pointed double-edged knife in his hand. He jumped off a five-meter high dirt table and ran towards S2, looking at the man facing S2, and the third son slowly lowered his arm.

The man facing S2 was the same man named Ding Luo, now the chief cold-weapons coach of 300 combatants, who flew fast on the ground covered in coal dust, and as he kept running forward, a flurry of black toner was plated from the bottom of his foot into the air.

After he approached the distance of S2 30 meters, S2 had not yet reacted. When he heard his running footsteps by S2, S2 had just fallen down and made an attack position, Ding Luo had escaped from S2's side.

Ding Luo passed away from S2 in the same way as the wind. S2 was immobilized at a moment when the other person could only blink, and it seemed to lose all the ability to act in this blinking eye, even if Ding Luo reached behind it, it remained in an attack position.

After passing the side of S2, Ding Luo stood steady and held the three-pointed double edge of his hand against his shoulder toward the base. The S2 stood there motionless as if it had cooperated with him, until his head rolled from his shoulder to the ground before it fell to the ground.

Without mentioning the feelings of Sanzi, Zhang Xiaoqiang, standing on the post, shouted well. In his view, Ding Luo had not drunk a drop of rainwater, nor had any special abilities beyond the normal human range. However, he beheaded one S2 with a long knife in his hand. Although this S2 had lost its sense of smell, killing S2 in close proximity with a blood may also require a lot of courage. In particular, Ding Luo knew the strength of S2, and it was clear that Ding Luo's body had reached the peak of mankind.

Others could not see how Ding Luo made the knife, but Zhang Xiaoqiang looked clearly. Ding Luo slanted the blade slightly to the right while running. When he passed the S2 shoulder, the knife in his hand was slightly upward. Then the impact of his body, the blade was wiped from the neck of S2, that is, Ding Luo killed this S2 with little energy wasted.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not go below to hear the cheer of Dingluo, looked back at the fireplace like gossip array, the size square previously set aside by the gossip array has been filled with flames and can not be seen clearly, can only see some shadows in black smoke appeared in the flames, the large and small dirt roads are filled with flames everywhere, like countless flame-composed necklaces extending to two huge square.

The square was squeezed by the sea of corpses without a crack. Numerous fire tongues as high as two metres were sprayed under the sea of corpses. The dense corpses had long been lit by the fire tongue. They were running over and rolling in flames. Some corpses close to the edge grabbed the walls surrounding the square. The walls surrounding the square were already sturdy. Together with the burning of flames on both sides, the moisture inside the walls quickly evaporated, forming a piece of ceramic hard layer on the outer skin.

These carcasses could do nothing but leave a deep scratch on the wall. The distribution of the sinks in the square prevented the carcasses leaning against the edge from being burned in the first place. Just as these temporarily intact carcasses scratched the wall at high temperatures from the flames, countless carcasses on fire squeezed in, so these temporarily unburned carcasses cups were squeezed onto the walls.

The high temperatures on the walls were not much lower than the large iron pot that burned red. As a wave of green smoke came out of them, the zombies turned into a pot sticker. Then the extruded zombies spread their flames to them, and they slowly burned on the walls, forming a shadow of a different form of person on the walls.

A little behind the gossip array, there was a small dirt road that did not come out with a little flame. An alternative appeared in the fire sea in the smoke. The vision here naturally attracted Zhang Xiaoqiang's attention. This trail was the trail taken by the elite evolutionary zombie previously controlled by the Z-shaped zombie.