Apocalypse Cockroach

Zhang Xiaoqiang is very anxious, can not be anxious. The insides between the dead in the distance do not know the specific situation. Whether D3 wins or Z-sex zombies wins, it is not good news for Zhang Xiaoqiang. After D3 wins, he may continue to guard the ground.

Z-type zombies won. That will definitely be searched here. You know, Zhang Xiaoqiang had people kill zombies thrown up by D3 when they were on the hill. God knows if Z-type zombies will learn through ordinary zombies that there is some food to snoop around.

In addition to the above two points, Zhang Xiaoqiang is even more anxious to block the various vehicles on the highway far beyond his imagination. In the vacant space of less than 300 meters, the various vehicles are stacked in layers. In addition to the vehicles close to Zhang Xiaoqiang's side, you can see more vehicles stacked on the flip over.

No idle people, including Zhang Xiaoqiang, had to use their shoulders to take the heavy scrap vehicle to the side of the road with the team. In this steel tomb made up of scrap cars, all of them were gathered together with their own little powers to remove the heavy objects in front of them and to make a living for themselves.

In this battle for seconds, a loud and sharp ultra-high audio shook across a cross section several kilometres wide from the center of the Zombie Sea, and this high-frequency sharp noise came so suddenly that everyone fell down on their knees with their heads in their arms.

A sharp and naive scream was especially clear in the howl of a group of men. This time, besides Zhang Xiaoqiang, several of his women as well as Chen Ye Guofei did not react as well as the team members, seemed just slightly uncomfortable, including Ding Luo, of course, excluding Xu Mengzhu.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not have time to manage the struggling twisting meow on the ground. He turned over and ran 300 meters away to the suspicion of the tanker car. He turned up on the big steel tank and raised his telescope to look at the center of the corpse sea.

Originally, Zhang Xiaoqiang's gaze did not see the specific situation of the dense corpse sea. The zombie was gathered around, and the shape of D3 had long been blocked. This time, Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at the D3 zombie with a D2 in his hand.

The sea of corpses next to D3 burst into pieces, and the corpses burst into pieces like a retreating tide slowly spreading far away, and the screams of the Z-shaped corpses formed a place of death in the very center of the corpse sea, where only two corpses could stand.

The first was a large zombie with two D2 zombies standing up proudly, and the second was a Z-shaped zombie standing fifty meters outside of a D3 zombie screaming.

The D3 zombie is as tall as an Ancient Shen's, the Z-shaped zombie is as small as a dwarf in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang, and in front of D3 it is like a toy car lying in front of a car.

The Z-shaped zombie, who had been cautious at all times about his little name, was unexpectedly not fleeing, but stood proudly and fearlessly against him in front of a D3 dozens of times its size.

Since plunging into the corpse sea, like a meat grinder, the D3 of all the zombies blocked in front of it has stopped, after a loud scream from the Z-shaped zombie.

It didn't throw away the D2 on its claws to cover its head, and it didn't continue to storm the Z-shaped zombie, which looked like the machine that had been unplugged was stationary.

The surviving D2 zombie on D3's right claw obviously couldn't stand the scream close to his ear, struggling hard with his head, but the D3 that grabbed one of his feet was not to let it loose, and as D2 struggled, the ground beneath it was drilled hard out a big hole, and D2 kept struggling until the hole collapsed and the earth covered it up.

The scene was surprising. Ordinary zombies, including evolutionary zombies surrounded by Z-mortar zombies, were pounding on each other. From time to time, the eyes of zombies burst out with their brains. Z-mortar zombies were screaming against D3-type zombies, seemingly maintaining the dignity of their own zombie kings, while D3-type zombies were waiting in silence, seemingly waiting for it to scream past.

Two zombies have reached the final showdown time, Zhang Xiaoqiang's team only moved half the obstacles, which tightened Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart. He did not want to destroy this D3 with the corpse sea, or even walk when returning from WH. His vision was to find a boat in WH, go up the river to reach J City, and bring all the people to the boat Shunjiang to go out to sea.

The Z-shaped zombie is like a broadcast repeatedly. The high-frequency syllable of the race is like a ghost whistle. Its screaming has a huge impact on Zhang Xiaoqiang's team members. The work of moving obstacles has essentially stopped. Except for Yankee and Yuan Yi, they can only endure suffering with their ears covered.

Compared to the zombie sea, humans seem to be much happier, perhaps trying to conquer this D3, perhaps because of the majesty of the zombie king. The Z-shaped zombie, despite the death of tens of thousands of zombies, roared with that ultra-penetrating whistle. Tens of thousands of zombies around it have been overrun, and the number of dead zombies is increasing as one head sprays brains and eyeballs.

I don't know if it was 10 minutes or 20 minutes, that expensive scream finally stopped, it seemed like it was almost over, but Zhang Xiaoqiang knew it was just the beginning, because he saw the Z-shaped zombie do a breath breathing motion.

Z-mortar is ventilating, D3 will not be silly until Z-mortar is safely and steadily completing its ventilation. In the tsunami of the previous Z-mortar, it has endured the same frequency of vibrations in the brain as electric drilling. If you look at it, you have to throw away two D2s and hold your head and howl, the goddamn unidentified zombie actually stops?

“Ah... oh...” a huge howl never exited from D3's wide chest, his left arm raised, a D2 nearly three meters long was thrown out by it “whoops", and the moment D2 disengaged on his claws, the sharp high-frequency tsunami of the Z-shaped zombie sounded again.

Shortly after it made its noise, a giant human board brick flew to its side, and the strained body of the dead D2 also softened. When it flipped in the air and smashed away, the two big feet and the two big claws spread out into a large font, and the large D2 rotated like a fan leaf of a big windmill in the direction of the Z-shaped zombie sharp whistle.

D2 rolling around in the sky did not smash the Z-shaped zombie, but flashed over its head. Although the Z-shaped zombie dodged the big head, it did not flash the small head. A skinny bigfoot girl swept onto its chin, so the short Z-shaped zombie flew out with the tall D2 zombie.

Z-shaped zombies are not always famous for their thick skins. Even the shrapnel and air waves from the grenade explosion can kill them. Not to mention, they have bigger feet that are stronger than board bricks. So while their chins are being kicked, the brains in their triangular heads are confused.

The Z-shaped zombie had broken his breath before he had landed, the treble loudspeaker had been switched off, and the D3-type zombie made a loud and joyful howl after it was no longer harassed by the high-frequency sound wave.

D3's happiness was Zhang Xiaoqiang's depression. When he saw the D3 zombie triumph, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart hung up. He turned to look at the team members. The team members over there had just gotten up and started their previous work.