Apocalypse Cockroach

A militia shouted frighteningly, he and Liu Biao were a team, Liu Biao was surrounded, he was naturally anxious, he couldn't help but ask people for help, everyone looked at it together, but saw Liu Biao Dancing's car door wanted to exit, unfortunately, he was too deep, he had been surrounded by mutant shrimp, he could only use the car door to circle around his body, but his energy was running out, the speed of turning the car door was slower and slower, even the car door was hung with a mutant shrimp trapped at the edge of the car door.

Zhang Xiaoqiang had the heart to go to the rescue, but there were at least 50 to 60 people waiting to get on the boat, and 50 to 60 people could not go up at the same time. There had to be cover below. Zhang Xiaoqiang had to choose to save more people than one person's life and death.

“Retreat... all deaf... retreat... retreat to the ship... do not turn back...”

Zhang Xiaoqiang suppressed his frustration and yelled at the crowd. Both the militia and the team members turned their heads silently and ran to the slow slope.

Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his head and looked at Liu Biao, who was struggling with his last strength. How could he know that Liu Biao was also looking at their side? Looking at his evacuated comrades, Liu Biao's heart burst with a sadness that had been abandoned. He was not a monk who was feeding the tiger. He was a aspiring, private former taxi driver, and it was hard to feel abandoned. He saw the current situation and knew that they were doing the right thing, but when this happened to him, he just couldn't stand it.

His right hand still mechanically grabbed the door and circled, the soreness of his arm had been forgotten by him, he looked back and ran away at his comrades, open his mouth to want to curse, want to shout, the throat seemed stuck, he could not shout out, fear of death made him unconsciously accelerate the door dance, he was not afraid of death, he was afraid to be eaten alive by mutant shrimp.

He saw Zhang Xiaoqiang staring at him. His eyes burst into a fiery glow. He looked straight at Zhang Xiaoqiang. His eyes revealed a strong request. He hoped Zhang Xiaoqiang could rush in and rescue him.

Later, the heat and hope burst in his heart like falling into the ice cellar. Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes were only regrettable. Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes were filled with apologies under the flaming light not far away.

“Head... give me a pain... give me a pain... shoot me... I don't want to be eaten..."

Liu Biaoqiang was hopeless. He made a final request to Zhang Xiaoqiang. He preferred to die in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hands, and he did not want to die in the mouth of the mutant shrimp. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Liu Biao, staring at the countless mutant shrimp that stood in their way. There was an abnormal tangle in his heart. If there was a heavy machine gun below him, he could sweep the road with a heavy machine gun and rescue Liu Biao. If his horn gun was not embedded in the boat, he might be able to get Liu Biao out with a horn gun. Now he cannot do anything.

“Ah... come on... get up there... there are so many..."

“No way... the body is shaking... accidentally collapses...”

“What's the big deal... if you can get up there and you can't get up there and die fighting down there?”

Zhang Xiaoqiang came back with other people screaming. He saw more mutant shrimp approaching the slow slope. In front of him, countless mutant shrimp approached him.

“Kill me... there's no time... kill me... I'm running out of strength... please..."

“Come on, come on... up there, come on... there's no time... there's no time...”

Liu Biao and the team behind him rushed into Zhang Xiaoqiang's eardrum together. There was no time for three words to detonate his heart.

“Ah!!! ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted angrily at the sky. NP22 in his hand fired 14 bullets into the sky. When only one bullet remained, he aimed at Liu Biao's forehead.

Looking at the black hole gun eye, Liu Biao painfully cried a little smile on his face, revealing a slight gratitude, nodding to Zhang Xiaoqiang, Liu Biao's gratitude on his face, such as a sword deeply stabbed Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart, the moment his finger pulled the trigger, he jumped the gun mouth and shot out the mutant shrimp clamped to Liu Biao's calf with a large cheek.

Liu Biao looked suspiciously at the mutant shrimp at his feet, there had been no movement, a gunshot, half of his head on his nose beam broke apart, only half of his head Liu Biao opened his arms and pounced against the shrimp herd, a flaming flame burning bottle flew off the boat, hit the ground beneath his feet, the moment he fell, the flame swept up, rolling him into the fire tongue.

The second bullet was not fired by Zhang Xiao, he had dynamic vision. He knew who fired it. On the boat, in a crowd of anxious bystanders, a young militia indifferently dropped the 81-style rifle in his hand. That was Ji Yong, Liu Biao, the second person he himself killed, the heterosexual brother he regarded as his brother, to kill a remarkable brother with him, the exhilarating, stiff, grumpy, brutal, and considered him his brother's taxi driver.

“What are you still staring at... shut the fuck up and climb up... and run that way if you want to die..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted and died of depression in his heart. Then he took a deep look at the still burning corpse and turned to the bottom of the slow slope. He snapped a car with his hands, dragged it loudly, and his arms worked hard. The car was thrown out by Zhang Xiaoqiang and crashed into the shrimp herd.

Zhang Xiaoqiang threw the trolley out, pulled out the NP22 and quickly changed the magazine. While the trolley was still rolling, the three bullets hit the trolley fuel tank together. The trolley burst into flames and burned in the shrimp herd.

“The people below... catch the rope tied to the waist... one for each..."

Yankee screamed anxiously, a rope made of seatbelts drowned the hull, saw the rope, Zhang Xiaoqiang took a breath, his body was occupied by deep fatigue...

One died, 51 lived, how can this account not be a loss, whether it is Zhang Xiaoqiang or the people climbing to the boat are sinking in the heart, looking at the densely assembled mutant shrimp under the boat, no one feels nervous and scared anymore, they are up to eight meters high on the deck, if the mutant shrimp piles up to eight meters high, I believe they will only give a fire to burn, behind them, there is some gasoline and tires.

Previously, the slow slope of the climb of the crowd became the only channel for mutant shrimp. Various rotten cars caused the obstruction of mutant shrimp much higher than humans. At least humans had feet, height, good climb. Mutant shrimp could only slowly creep behind its turtle shell, and most of the time would be stuck in one place.

The situation was calm, and it was almost 11: 00 p.m., starting at 8: 00 p.m., when they circled with the mutant shrimp for three hours, which left them with three lives, two of which could not be recovered, not to mention the escapees, not to mention the countless lightly wounded, seriously wounded, who lost their right leg forever and became crippled.