Apocalypse Cockroach

The militia knew that he had to kill the D-type zombie. For a time, he was emotional. He was beating around the zombie, and the long knife in his hand kept swinging. He landed on the limbs of the zombie one at a time, and between the white bones, the zombie was cut off.

A zombie with no limbs rolled on the table, and it howled loudly and wanted to stand again. Unfortunately, it lost its standing capital forever, with only one mouthful of teeth stretching out its big mouth for a bite.

The militia gasped at the zombie on the ground, and the zombie was at his feet, but could no longer cause him any harm. He turned to his captain, who had laid down his knife shield, smiled at him and expressed his appreciation for his thumbs. His comrades looked at him with admiration, his face was full of excitement and unconsciousness, and he had become an idol of his comrades in the same class.

The militia turned around and looked at the infinite crowd under the stage. This time he couldn't feel ashamed. He just felt a strange emotion gushing in his head, his throat began to itch, he couldn't help but want to yell something...

“Ohh!!! ”

The crowd below shouted out one step at a time and shook heavenly. Yang Qiang, sitting asleep in the car, covered his ears. Yang Qiang sat in the front row. Zhang Xiaoqiang listened to a huge cheer shook his eardrum, his frown spread tightly. Zhang Xiaoqiang was comfortable at this moment. He enjoyed this cheer as if it were for him.

Today's play was deliberately arranged by Zhang Xiaoqiang. In fact, killing a zombie is really not difficult, ordinary people can do it with a little exercise. Zhang Xiaoqiang killed the first D-type zombie shortly after the exercise. At that time, he didn't have a shield. He killed the zombie just by moving with a psychic machine, let alone Yuan Yi. As a woman, she killed the D-type zombie with bare hands.

What is really difficult is the hearts of people, the hearts of their fears. Fear builds a high wall in their hearts. They do not want to see what lies beyond the wall. The wall makes them feel safe for a time, but it does not make them feel safe forever. In a safe gathering place, they persist in their lives. Once the safe place is not safe, even if they have the capacity to kill the zombies, because of the wall in their hearts, they become lambs waiting to die.

The panic caused by the siege of the zombies spread in the hearts of these people. Because their walls were afraid to face the zombies, they thought of finding the same kind of vent in depression. Zhang Xiaoqiang first used meow today, fighting the D-type zombies as children. The dual-use militia, fighting the D-type zombies as ordinary people, just wanted to tell them that the zombies were much safer than humans, hoping that today, they would break the walls in their hearts.

Outside shouting, people are cheering and exhaling, and they see, they see hope, they see hope for mankind, they see hope for defeating evolutionary zombies like militias.

Suddenly, the cheer was silent, the militia on the stage raised their hands to let the people below shut up. At this moment, the militia was like a god's body, with a little majesty and serenity between their hopes. He raised his sword to let the people below shut up, casually and carefully placed the shield on the floor, walked to the side of the zombie, and stepped on the chest of the D-type zombie.

With a long knife raised high, the corpse beneath his feet twisting vigorously, and the body of the militia trembling with the twisting of the corpse, the people below hold their breath here, staring at the knife on the stage with their hands raised, familiar and unfamiliar back.

“Ha!”

The militia shouted loudly, made a sword, stabbed from the forehead of the corpse, instantly, the corpse was immobile, died under the knife, the people below shouted louder, the crowd was a little crazy, they laughed, cried, shouted, fussed, they hugged each other comfort, they sang aloud together, as if they had killed the corpse on the stage.

The militia that killed the zombie was raised high to one side by his comrades. Four militiamen went up to the stage and picked up the zombie's body and walked down the stage. Sven, Huang Tingwei with glasses, walked up to the stage. He stood on the stage, from left to right, with his eyes swept across the stage, and said it was strange, seeing his eyes, the people in the front row automatically took God. Finally, the noise gradually subsided from front to back, and the people under the stage looked up and waited for Huang Tingwei to speak.

“Below… Below… Below…”

Huang Tingwei's words spread throughout the gathering place through the microphone in his hand and through the treble loudspeakers placed on one side, picking up an echo for a while in the distance.

“Let me tell you something basic about zombies...”

Most people do not know about zombies. They have always thought that they are mysterious and invincible. Now that they have broken the invincible myth of zombies, they still do not know what a zombie is. Since Huang Tingwei spoke on stage, they all raised their ears to listen carefully.

“Zombies are actually human beings...”

As you all know, they're not impatient, they're waiting to hear it.

“… to harm the brain, it can be obstructed by obstructions, or by injuring the limbs of zombies, and then hit their brains…”

Huang Tingwei said that there was a noise coming out of the crowd below, people were talking to each other, before the militia gave them a demonstration, they had a rough idea in their heart, Huang Tingwei's words only gave them a summary, and they began to think about the possibility of killing the zombies themselves.

“... Cold weapons are better than guns, no noise, zombies won't hear, 40 meters away is a safe zone that can seduce... zombies have a sensitive sense of smell, avoiding zombies must be 40 meters away from the downwind...”

Said here, many people consciously shut up, that's what they want to know most, the zombie infinity, can kill one, ten, but you can't kill a hundred, Ming Zhe, protect yourself, everyone knows, the key moment, or it's the best move.

“... zombies are not scary, but evolutionary zombies are scary. What you just saw is evolutionary zombies. We classify them as D-type zombies. We already know D2-type D3-type zombies. We don't rule out D4-even higher. Face D2-level zombies, whoever you are, whatever weapon you have in your hand, don't think about being a hero. The only thing you can do is keep your head down, lift your ass, and run as far away as you can. The morphological characteristics of D2-type zombies are…"

The evolutionary zombies mentioned by Huang Tingwei are not only the concern of ordinary people. All the gathering forces, including Liu Zhenghua, listened carefully, while also letting their men make serious records, the camp lifted the veil of the zombies and showed various types of zombies in everyone's ears, S-type zombies, D-type zombies, Z-type zombies, corpse tide, corpse sea, as well as the most effective weapons to deal with zombies, flames, these camps have no privacy, the original narrative, to give the gathering place an understanding of a new world.

“Here's the point, remember, remember, can't remember, waiting to be eaten in the future, I'm not shrieking, you guys, right now, right now, put your ears up and listen carefully, this is about your future life and death.

Don't hurt yourself before you meet a zombie, don't take any blood, don't take the menstrual woman to find food, don't find the zombie, kill your own people, no matter how much you hate him, no matter how much he kills your father, fucks your woman, explodes your daisy, you can't hurt any of his fingers, blood, once the blood smells, the zombies within a thousand meters will come.

If there is wind, then the zombies will come a few kilometers in the direction. It's not that I'm shrieking. You can't believe it, but if you believe it, you have to make sure that you never see blood when you go out... ”

When Huang Tingwei mentioned this, all people listened, with fear on their faces, as if they had reached the wild, facing countless zombies, only one person had a different expression than others, this is a woman, a woman, five big three thick, cross eyebrows, with dense and numb hemp on her face, a long, dead yellow split.

Such a woman, believing that no man would have any interest, was the only one who could see that the woman was not hungry, had big fingers, but had meat.

Female and female masculinity, everyone else was scared, only she thought thoughtfully, the corner of her mouth revealed a smile, as if she had received the good news she dreamed of.