Apocalypse Cockroach

I couldn't help but be scared, watching my companion constantly fall on the ground spitting blood, watching my companion rush forward to die, who isn't scared? When the first person threw away the branch spear and fled, the others broke apart with it, and even Gao Dezhu, who had been drinking, could not bear to turn around and flee.

Shooting didn't feel anything, but after shooting, he looked at the corpses who had been killed by himself and felt it coming. He kept pouring acid in his heart and always wanted to throw up.

Yellow Springs has always had excellent shooting results when he went to military school. He served at the missile base. In that wilderness canyon where birds don't lay eggs, Yellow Springs has no other entertainment activities except shooting. By now, the precise shooting with one hand has turned into a shooting death. All of them have been hit by him, so, no injuries, only death.

“Hoo-hoo...” This variety of thoughts gathered in Yellow Springs' brains, Yellow Springs' brains messed up, but the rifle in his hand was not messed up, he chased the goddamn Gold Column, he was going to take God-Column's head to his life, all those who blocked him were enemies, Yellow Springs couldn't stop saying to himself.

“Ah..." two grown men, undressed without hanging, covered in mud, jumped up from a slump and jumped close to the yellow spring in front of them, where the sharpened spear pointed straight at the nose of the yellow spring.

“Horn honk...” After two shots fired, Yellow Springs rushed between their sides, "Tong Tong...” The sound of the body landing came from behind, Yellow Springs didn't look at it, it was unnecessary, he believed in his shooting technique, he didn't know how many stupid survivors he had to kill, “even if he killed all the people, I would do the job,” Yellow Springs hypnotized himself again...

“Horn honks..." The rifle shot, the smoke never ran out, a man whose throat had been smashed by a bullet stared into incredible eyes, covered his neck and fell in a puddle of reed bushes, red blood sprayed out of his wound, like a micro fountain on the reed beside him, and everything around him was slowly stained with blood.

Yellow Springs didn't go to see the man who was only a little short of dead. He pulled out the empty magazine from the rifle and put it in his magazine bag like a soldier's opera. He just put it in there and didn't take out his hand...

“Come on, he's out of ammo... ahahaha...”

In a strange cry, three men jumped out of the reed bushes on one side, stripping red stripes to keep their bodies flexible, just like the men who had been killed before. Filled with sludge clamped with miscellaneous objects, besides their body, their faces were also not spared, their faces covered with dirty sludge had cracked eyes, their eyes flashed with mad killing intentions, their big mouths were open with big black and yellow teeth, their teeth were wide open, they seemed to want to bite a piece of meat from the yellow spring.

Yellow Springs did not pull out the new magazine, nor did he pull out the pistol between his waists in a busy manner. He instantly accelerated and took the initiative to greet three crazy, full face men with rifles.

“Ka..." an egg thick wooden spear was smashed by a black rifle, "woo..." the broken wooden spear rifle was picked up by a yellow spring and again shook an empty sound, hitting the head of the person severely, "Touch..." the short butt of the 95th rifle smashed into the man's temple, then sounded like a small bulb collapsed.

The man's temple was blown open by that enormous force, revealing a white skull, and a round object flew out of his orbit, and the man in the next second fell softly like noodles in heel, into a water depression beneath his feet.

“Ah...” “Touch..." ”When a man was riding in Yellow Springs and had not retrieved his rifle, he jumped and poured him into the water basin. The water flowers that the two of them had raised in the water basin had not yet fallen, and a sharpened pointed wooden spear pierced the chest of Yellow Springs severely through the raised water flower, and Yellow Springs couldn't help but groan...

When the man with the spear felt the stabbing, he retracted the spear in his hand and tried to circle it to the left of the two men, stabbing the spear in the unobstructed neck towards Yellow Springs.

“When... when... pong..." Yellow Springs hit him continuously on the eyebrow bone of the man, the last test of the helmet hit the man's orbit, and the man screamed, releasing his hands holding Yellow Springs tightly against his eyes.

Yellow Springs took advantage of this opportunity to roll up the right knee between the men's legs, and the man made another howl like a cock, then completely stopped running the Yellow Springs under him and wanted to climb aside.

Yellow Springs grabbed his coat and sent him aside. A spear was about to be stabbed. His companion's body was sent by Yellow Springs to block his direction. He was hesitating. The man who was screaming on Yellow Springs flew backwards with his feet kicked.

“Wow..." Yellow Springs lying in the puddle waved a splash of water in his left hand and poured it into the spearhead's eyes. As the man raised his elbow to block the splash, Yellow Springs Moon rolled under the man's ankle and “Touched..." the man poured his spear into the splash next to Yellow Springs.

Yellow Springs did not dodge or close his eyes when the splash of the sky rose, he still poured the dirty splash into his eyes, burst into the person, pulled out the army stab and stabbed into the man's heart, when the army stabbed into his heart, the only reaction of the man was to hold the yellow springs knife hand dead, staring at the two blood-red eyes staring at him severely, his teeth tightly bite, death will not relieve the last breath.

The roar of an animal rang behind him, and Yellow Springs wanted to throw away the army stab in his hand. The man refused to let go. He stared dead into Yellow Springs eyes, holding the hands of Yellow Springs tightly to carry the knife in his arms with one last force.

The man's final decision fell into the eyes of Yellow Springs, his eyes staring at the scarlet eyes, a different kind of light in his eyes, biting his teeth, a slight “creaking” sound in the corner of his mouth, he determined that Yellow Springs would be the one who went to hell with him.

“Ow..." a creepy howl rang behind Yellow Springs and stuck his neck from behind Yellow Springs with two hands full of sludge and blood.

Huang Quan held on to his neck and hit the person behind him with his own back head. The first time it was empty, the second time it was empty, the third time Huang Quan reversed his left hand and grabbed the slippery arm of the person behind him. He used his last force to pull it hard on his back, and the back of his head hit him again.

“When...” I didn't know where to hit him, his hands were obviously loose. Yellow Springs didn't take a slight relaxation on his neck to breathe more air he couldn't ask for. Instead, he dragged the man hard to the side with his left hand and dragged the guy behind him with all his body.

Then he rolled over with the man and pressed the two together under him, one waiting for the scarlet eyes to swallow the last breath, one sprayed wild beast madness in his eyes, constantly struggling to climb up and strangle Yellow Springs again.

Yellow Springs did not think of anything else. He lowered his head and bit the neck of a man as mad as a beast. A terrible scream was heard all over this dense reed bush.

The man beneath him struggled desperately, his body was like an engine filled with oil, he kept tossing under Yellow Springs, his hands scratched hard on Yellow Springs, his legs were also kicking hard, he knew that if he continued like this, he would die, he didn't want to die, he had to use his last strengths to earn a living for himself.

Yellow Springs is irrelevant to the man's struggle. All he has to do is do one thing. His teeth slowly, vigorously and resolutely devour the man's carotid artery.

At the military academy, Huang Quan heard other classmates talk about how to kill someone with one blow. He knew that if the carotid artery was severed, that person would die. He knew how to kill someone easily with a thin little blade around his neck, at what angle and by whatever force.

He didn't know the extent to which he could bite the man's artery with his teeth, so he had to keep biting. Except for the sludge on the man's neck, which was blood, a strand of hot liquid sprayed into the mouth of Yellow Springs. Yellow Springs didn't dare to loosen his mouth. He knew that prey was the most dangerous only when he was dying.

In this silent reed bush, a deep, low cry kept ringing in a remote corner...