Apocalypse Cockroach

Chapter 759: 252 Rushing Out 2/5 More

Yang Kel shouted loudly, the horn gun flew over, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the horn gun, then he entered dynamic vision. Yang Kel threw it at Zhang Xiaoqiang according to her usual strength, her strength was not usually comparable, even Zhang Xiaoqiang was far less than, seeing the horn gun flying fast as lightning, Zhang Xiaoqiang really hated to pull Yang Kel over to spank his ass.

With the sharp sharp horn gun and Yankee power, I believe that Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't pull it out, but dug it out. Do you have time to do this now? The horn gun is great as a weapon, at least Zhang Xiaoqiang can use it to break the tortoise shell harder than the steel plate, so he can't lose this weapon.

Drink loudly, jump up in the air, kick one foot in the middle of the crossbar of the horn gun, straight horn gun leaning out, spinning in the air, whimpering, dance a huge circle, huge concentric circle cut into the ground, cut into a dense swarm of mutant shrimp, immediately hanging a bloody storm.

Whether the tip of the horn gun or the spiral line of the gun head, whenever there is a mutant shrimp encountered, it will be cut through the hard shell, hanging double chelated, the dancing horn gun rolled up an empty space in the shrimp herd, eventually exhausted, bouncing half-empty, straight to nail a mutant shrimp to the ground and unable to move.

The mutant shrimp nailed to the ground by the horn gun was immobile. Zhang Xiaoqiang followed the empty stop swept away by the horn gun and rushed into the mutant shrimp herd. The horn gun plugged into the ground was pulled out at once. A 10-pound mutant shrimp was also hung on the head of the gun. He held the gun with both hands, his right hand twisted the torso and the horn gun revolved in its entirety. The mutant shrimp hung on the gun body was split apart in three cuts by the threaded road of the gun head.

Then Zhang Xiaoqiang danced the long gun to kill in the shrimp herd, one mutant shrimp shell was pierced by the horn, one mutant shrimp was nailed by the horn to hang on the gun head, as the revolution of the gun body split, Zhang Xiaoqiang killed the mutant shrimp several times faster than he shot with a rifle, Yang Kel, they saw Zhang Xiaoqiang's performance was surplus, voluntarily evacuated the danger, stood in a safe area, while avoiding the mutant shrimp, while waiting for Zhang Xiaoqiang to kill out the heavy surrounding.

Zhang Xiaoqiang seemed mighty wind, it was really bitter to know that those mutant shrimp were the highest less than 50 cm. Zhang Xiaoqiang had to bend slightly every time he waved the horn gun. There were countless mutant shrimp at his feet. He had to be careful at all times in case there were mutant shrimp to give him a chance. Relatively, he had to make an extra effort every time he killed one and picked one flying.

So Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was very powerful in the shrimp herd, was far less relaxed than he showed, and not long ago, his uniform had been soaked with sweat, showing huge wet marks on the back of his chest, and more sweaty on his forehead. Zhang Xiaoqiang heard that the gunfire in the direction of the pier had gradually diminished, slowly approaching the burning village, Zhang Xiaoqiang knew that he had to rush out to rendezvous, or Huang Quan and he would all be smashed.

“Touch...” a mutant shrimp took off high, landed on the burning tree tip and splashed countless Mars, “Touch..." the second mutant shrimp was again pulled away by the shadowy horn gun, landed dozens of meters away, inundated by countless kinds of people, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not go to the pipe to pull away, again pulled up the horn gun to swing out.

Chang Xiaoqiang changed the position of holding the gun body in both hands, took down a horn, grabbed the tail of the horn gun, and punched out the mutant shrimp that surged to his feet like a golf ball. This position produced much more efficiency than before. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not consume much energy and energy as before, especially had time to look around and find a way out.

Burning villages lit all the woods behind the front door houses, a thick calf tree lit the earth like a flame, countless mutant shrimp against a big dark red crust, dancing black and red chelated scattering the heavenly cover, dyeing the scorched black earth into a red ocean.

From time to time, burning branches fall from the branches, like a torch falling into the sea, turning around and extinguishing. Fortunately, only a small fraction of the mutant shrimp surrounding Zhang Xiaoqiang is scattered far away. As long as they are not attacked, they will not attack, but that does not mean anything.

A large pit appeared in the body that had been shot, even the dirt wet with blood had been dug out by mutant shrimp and eaten. Even a piece of cloth could not be found in the large pit. The whole person even had bones with meat and all the clothes on his body disappeared. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that the big pit scalp was a little itchy. He did not want to be eaten by shrimp. That would be worse than being eaten by a zombie. At least, the zombie did not eat bones.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's fear filled the whole heart. Extreme fear gave rise to extreme courage. He drank loudly and swept the horn head across the ground. The sharp horn gun drew a deep semi-arcled narrow ditch on the ground, splashing heavenly dirt scraps into the shrimp herd.

More than a dozen basin-sized mutant shrimps flew out together, the same point, all fell into the middle of a shrimp herd around a burning dead tree, more than a dozen mutant shrimps fell over to cause a chaos, the mutant shrimp treated its fellow from the sky with considerable hostility, caught the same kind of large chew ripped off at the first time, just for a moment, more than a dozen mutant shrimps became unchecked shrimp.

Things were far from over. Zhang Xiaoqiang's horn gun was not retracted. It was swept across the ground continuously. Numerous mutant shrimp flew around. Zhang Xiaoqiang swept the mutant shrimp as far as possible. The bucket was thick, and he did not know how many years it had gone by the dry old tree.

Soon, Zhang Xiaoqiang swept out of the trail, although more mutant shrimp filled the trail again, Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped three steps before the trail was refilled, jumped in the middle of the sky, bit the teeth off, his eyes did not look at the red ocean under his feet, only stared at the old tree, with full body impulse, hanging a horn gun nailed to the thick tree trunk that burned the flame smoke.

Nearly eighty centimeters of the horn gun head nailed into the trunk of the tree more than thirty centimeters, Zhang Xiaoqiang hung on the horn gun and connected with the burning tree. On the ground more than meters from his feet, countless shrimp circled the burning tree and pushed towards the distance. Three young women standing in the distance were forced back by the flocking shrimp herd, but their eyes stared at Zhang Xiaoqiang hanging on the trunk.

Zhang Xiaoqiang and did not have a deep look at Yang Kel, he did not have time, sit back to the gun body, by hanging down, slowly moving like a burning tree trunk, he was going to go up to the tree, at least there, he could get a foothold, although, that place was really not very good.

Climbing halfway up, the horn gun body embedded in the tree began to skew, the horn sharp, squeezed by external forces, the horn embedded in the tree broke the wood fiber in the trunk, slowly shifted downward, Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little in a hurry, really in a hurry, how is this similar to the first time he went out and hung it on the fence? In a hurry, Zhang Xiaoqiang pushed his hands against the gun. He was tall and stepped on the gun and jumped towards the burning tree.

Before he was ready to approach slowly and cut off the burning bark with the rat king's blade, it was too late for him to watch himself fall into the burning trunk.

Though well prepared, the first time he landed in the tree, it was intense scorching and suffocation, his eyes could not be opened, his respiratory tract was also attacked by heat waves and smoke, then the flames around him rolled over, even regular uniforms could not withstand the flames, and began to smoke and burn.