Apocalypse Cockroach

The crowd was organized efficiently, avoiding difficult climbing, all kinds of materials and backpacks rapidly assembled onto the boat, the ants lay down on the slopes of the hands hand-to-hand, between the breath, emptying the heavy burden on the body, and it became easier to stand on the slopes.

People started to get busy, busy, they didn't have the heart to combine, and naturally they didn't have time to see far away, not only the muted shrimp at the gathering place, but Zhang Xiaoqiang wasn't satisfied, yet again loudly issued orders to the people standing on the boat's side...

The connection on the ship's deck sounded like a broken window, countless broken apartments splashed on the steel deck, the militiamen smashed open the window, grabbed the military knife and drilled into the window, cut off a seat belt, regardless of the broken glass of the car window cut out a blood mouth, held two seatbelts tied together, and connected to another seat belt.

Dozens of connected seatbelts were thrown from the hull, dropped on the side of the boat close to the ground, and the people below were crowded, fastening various backpacks and materials to the seatbelt, once fastened, pulling the seatbelt to send out heavy drinks, and seeing the seatbelt fastened to the material backpack was quickly put away.

In less than five minutes, nearly 90% of all the materials below were transferred to the ship, and the remaining 10% were still to be used in the next shock battle, a miracle, a miracle of people working together.

Materials have been transferred, the rest of nature is human, the climbing speed has accelerated, there is no backpack burden, there is no material involvement, people have become smart, and they know the danger is close to their eyes, they don't even want to delay the blinking time, they climb up together, before slowly creeping militias like monkeys three or two down to the ship.

“Yellow Springs... you get on the boat and direct... all the crew up, we don't fight under the boat, we cover the boat directly...”

Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his head high on Huang Quan and did not speak to Huang Quan. He nodded. Various orders roared from his chest. The roaring noise spread throughout the ship's cemetery causing disturbances of mutated shrimp.

Mutant shrimp herds piled up on the edge of the giant fire have formed a hill three or four meters above the ground. Mutant shrimp that had previously screamed underneath have lost their voice. Countless mutant shrimp climbed together to form shrimp mountains, and people's scalp itched. Sci-fi scenes like alien invasions, how horrible it is.

There are limits to everything, the mountains of mutant shrimp are getting higher and higher, countless mutant shrimp holding double-chelated against other shrimp oppression, eventually the whole hill collapses, countless mutant shrimp like scattered glass beads rolling all over the ground, under the burning of the flames in front, countless mutant shrimp body moisture evaporated quickly, mutant shrimp suddenly messed up, swam around the ground, looking for a way out, and behind them, new shrimp hills are forming.

Mutant shrimp movement, Zhang Xiaoqiang naturally looked in his eyes, instead, he was relieved. As long as the mutant shrimp were afraid of fire, they had time to retreat to the boat. Perhaps all previous tensions were white tension.

He was relieved a little early, and the shrimp herd he saw was just a flock of shrimp that was lit by fire, while more was hidden in the dark, including around the boat.

“Ah..."

A scream rang from behind Zhang Xiaoqiang, and when he turned his head, hundreds of mutant shrimp circled from the back of the bow towards this side. The screaming militia, like the previous militia, was caught by a mutant shrimp with a large chelator.

Many people were waiting to board the boat around the militia, their energy and sight were all on the slow slope to be climbed, without paying attention to their feet, waiting for the screams to sound themselves, and they were scared to find that the mutant shrimp had arrived.

All of a sudden, many people couldn't react, and the rifle on them didn't take off, just staring at their companions fall to the ground, falling in the thick shell of the mutant shrimp.

One person rushed out into the crowd, grabbed the wounded person's back collar and threw it behind him, drank heavily, lifted his feet between the double cheeks of the mutant shrimp, the basin size of the mutant shrimp was kicked over 360 degrees of rear flip, and heavily fell on the floor.

“Strike back... Strike back... or none will survive..."

The militia was a harsh character who kicked the mutant shrimp into the air without fear, stood there shouting, bent over and picked up a broken door from the ground, and proactively flushed the mutant shrimp out in the direction of the bow.

“Quick... Quick... go over there... and kill those things for me...”

Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted at the vigilant search team, no longer looking at the shrimp herd at the front flame, rushing towards the rolling bed, where more mutant shrimp appeared in their sight.

The first to launch a counterattack and encourage the militia to go forward was Liu Biao, Liu Biao and Chi Yong, one of the best brothers in the relationship with the old railway, while they encouraged each other, hoping to go further and kill a prominent spot, on the other hand, comparing themselves in the dark, competing with each other, see who can climb up first.

When the mutant shrimp appeared, Liu Biao was scared like everyone else. Then he thought it was not dangerous. This was an opportunity. Chi Yong shot the deserter and showed his face at Zhang Xiaoqiang's place. He hung up, and the promotion finger was open. Liu Biao was envious, but he was not jealous. He was not looking for an opportunity to express himself. Now the opportunity came. Although there was a danger of sprinkling the sky, he was the first to rush out.

Liu Biao carried a thick door, rushed into the mutated shrimp herd, similarly swept left and right. The militiamen behind him woke up, unloaded the rifle, opened the bayonet, and as Liu Biao stormed together, behind them, Zhang Xiaoqiang ran towards them with search team members.

Liu Biao was not a mutant, he had not strengthened his strength, and put up a blood courage. He used the car door to shoot dozens of mutant shrimp at a time. Suddenly, he went deep into the shrimp herd, and the militias behind him gradually began to disengage with him.

Zhang Xiaoqiang took his team to the militia, picked up a steel pipe at random, rushed to the shrimp herd and killed the mutant shrimp, the rate of the mutant shrimp surge was suppressed, and slowly was successfully counter-attacked by the crowd, although the bow side continued to surge, at least, the slope of the boarding had been controlled.

“Dangerous... all... all... everywhere..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang heard a shout from the top of his head, then where the shooting of the heavy machine gun came from on the side of the boat, and pressed out the muffled sound of the chamber, unconsciously raised his head, several long light chains crossed his eyes, in dynamic vision, Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyeballs chased the sparkling light bullet in the light chain to find the culprit, and in the darkness beside them, countless mutant shrimp with helmet thick shells climbed like a tide, like they were forcing over the ground.

Zhang Xiaoqiang immediately closed his eyes, got rid of dynamic vision, turned his head and looked elsewhere, “Boom...”, “Boom...", two blasts of strong light flame from the other direction, where more mutant shrimp also formed part of the tide approaching this way.

Zhang Xiaoqiang immediately issued a new order:

“Retreat... retreat all..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang was completely surrounded on this side by shrimp herds, the stern of the bow of the boat, and the entire direction of the boat was all mutated shrimp. This did not include the shrimp mountain that was at the edge of the giant campfire.

The members of the team around them, but the militia also shouted and drank their companions to retreat. Together, they turned around, held their rifles, stepped on the dead mutant shrimp on the ground, and ran behind them. They were slow-moving in various cars, and many others climbed up hard on the slow slope.

“Liu Biao is still in the back... he is surrounded..."