Apocalypse Cockroach

“Roar..." D3 shouted loudly, without the pain of a large caliber bullet, D3 felt refreshed for a while, although the previous bullet warhead blew up a lot of squamous armor on it, it could only be considered a little hairy rain for it, its biggest reliance was not on the squamous armor that could not even be pierced by anti-aircraft guns, but on the thick skin that was hidden under the squamous armor.

So far, although the image of D3 looks bad, a lot of scaly armor has fallen off, and the area where the armor has fallen off has also been smoked with flames and nitrogen, but its layer of thicker skin than scaly armor is nothing at all, the previous howl is not so much an injured howl, let alone an angry howl.

Just as it re-entered the journey with a few words of intent, on the last line of defense in front of it, consisting of an abandoned car, Zhang Xiaoqiang was mounting a 40-rocket barrel on the roof of a Santana car in front of him, twisting his head and putting his right eye to death on the simple sight mirror of the 40-rocket.

D3's tall body constantly moved this way in the scope, Zhang Xiaoqiang's finger holding the trigger was slightly trembling, only once, he did not believe that D3's thick skin could be more than 110 mm thick in front of the main battle tank deck, but there was no absolute in the world, he did not know if he could hit, for that reason he had to be cautious and careful.

“Phew..." a white smoke spread Zhang Xiaoqiang's body, as the smoke erupted, the rocket sprayed its tongue toward the D3 between the travels, Zhang Xiaoqiang in the smoke can not see the rocket hit, hurried middle ear heard a loud noise, then a powerful wave blown from a few dozen meters away to tear white smoke.

In the eye, that D3 was blown to the ground, his hands and legs twisting on the ground, seemed to want to struggle to do it, and somehow, it always seemed like a tortoise that had been turned upside down could not get up.

“Opportunity...” Zhang Xiaoqiang flashed the term, but his hands preceded the idea in his brain, threw away the rocket cartridge to support the car with his whole body on the head. As he rolled down from the car, Desert Eagle and Mouse King Blade fell into his hands, and ran over to D3, which fell on the ground. During the run, Desert Eagle in his right hand kept making a roar, a large caliber bullet hit D3 a few dozen meters away.

He knew the Desert Eagle bullet couldn't do any harm to D3, and he just wanted to lay it down for a while with the force of the bullet hitting D3.

After Zhang Xiaoqiang pounced out, Yang Qiaoyun took a giant knife, a bone shield and drank loudly. She jumped a few steps forward onto the front cover of a small car, turned over the car body and chased Zhang Xiaoqiang's back to D3. Upper official Qiaoyun did not rush past. She took two 12.7 mm large-calibre bullets out of the leather ammunition bag between her waist and placed them on a somewhat rusty car with a single barrel gun in front of her.

Zhang Xiaoqiang had no idea about Yang Ke who was behind him. At this moment, the only person in his eyes was the D3 who was still struggling on the ground. D3 was lying on the ground because of his intense struggle. He threw away countless deep dirt ditches. Where in his neck, a huge focal mark appeared on his neck. He did not see any cracks on the scorched black skin, but his neck unnaturally twisted to the side.

Seeing here Zhang Xiaoqiang's legs soften and almost fell to the ground, two 40-rockets and 12 40-mm rockets were found from the top corner of the warehouse, which coincided with the equipment of a class, which the original owner had long forgotten, but the colonel was familiar with the 40 ears of this type of China's largest active equipment.

After he got it, Zhang Xiaoqiang was so excited to have the equipment to solve the D2 with one soldier. Unfortunately, there was too little ammunition for this rocket. At the end of the day, when he wanted to use this designation to make millions of main units ready to clean up the D3, his cup...

The 40-rocket, which claimed to have broken through the 110-mm military armoured deck, actually just twisted D3's neck, which made Zhang Xiaoqiang hesitate. He thought he was here to pick up the dead fish and waited until he found out that it was a big, alive shark.

Time is life. Especially those who are still here at the most critical juncture can't think much of it. If they don't go in, they die. He also understands the logic. He curses in his heart: “Mom, I haven't heard that rocket launchers have shelf life.” Insert the pistol into the holster and pull out a smaller rat king's blade, running with both hands towards the D3 that is still struggling.

The D3 image is not very good at this moment, crooked neck is like a lost pillow, the body is full of burning marks after explosion of various armor piercing bombs, some squamous nails are lifted after appearing large chunks of plaque, how ugly it is really to look, Zhang Xiaoqiang is not in the mood to taste how the D3 is not beautiful, rushing to its side and quickly chopping off his right hand.

D3 is quite sensitive to the movement around him. When Zhang Xiaoqiang was running, he was already alert. When Zhang Xiaoqiang got to his side, he stopped struggling. The moving claws were in place. When Zhang Xiaoqiang waved the mouse king's blade towards his neck and chopped it off.

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The constant rat king blade encountered a temporarily stiff claw blade that could not be cut at the first moment, although the D3 claw blade was severely damaged, after all, it could not succeed instantly.

Without the paw blade cut at the first time in the direction of time deflection, the mouse king blade was locked, then the other big paw split his head and grabbed it on Zhang Xiaoqiang's face. After the weapon was locked by D3's paw, his brain could not turn a bit, and he saw D3 move, and he also moved. The mouse king blade on his left hand greeted D3's paw.

“Touch..." Zhang Xiaoqiang flew out and fell to the ground, he didn't wait to sit up, his heart ached, a bite of blood sprayed out, ordinary zombie bullied for a long time, he also forgot the horror of D-type zombie, while the mouse king blade held the claw, a huge amount of force pressed down from the mouse king blade, the claw grabbed his chest with the mouse king blade and hammered him flying.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was injured and D3 shouted angrily. At the moment when Zhang Xiaoqiang was smashed by it, the rat king blade that locked one of his paw blades flew out with Zhang Xiaoqiang holding it tightly. The flying force snapped off one of D3's paw blades. This broken paw wound really pained D3.

D3 does not easily feel the pain because their protection allows them to get the most out of the way, but once it hurts, it will be great. This is what happened to D2, who died from Zhang Xiaoqiang * * in the beginning. At this moment, D3, who felt the pain, actually sat up because of the pain.