Apocalypse Cockroach

“Five people, fight with me, the others retreat...”

The captain could not have imagined, thinking of using himself as bait, covering the other half with half of the men, listening to the three previously pursued, stopping together, replacing the magazine to run to the captain to stand with him, then the fourth, fifth... until all the team members stood behind the captain.

“Old Liu, you take Xiao Li back to report, you have to let the back know what happened, even if we die, there has to be a mourner...”

The captain pulled the bolt and said to one of the oldest members of the team, after which raising his hand to the nearest zombie was a shuttle bullet.

“Xiao Li... you can go back and be alone, I am older, you are youngest, argue, be a captain to rebuild our team..."

Old Liu shouted loudly, standing next to the captain and shooting with his comrades. The youngest member of the team was only 18 years old. He whimpered and glanced at the captain and old Liu, stomping his foot and rushing forward...

“Ma · 's, spell it, all on the bayonet, see if our knives are hard or their teeth are hard...”

The captain emptied the bullet, saw the zombie fall in front of his eyes, issued an order, first stuck the bayonet, and rushed out in the face of the S2 zombie group. Three S2 zombies simultaneously pounded on the captain. The captain, regardless of the other two zombies, severely stabbed the bayonet into the chest of the zombie coming in front of him, and was then held together by the three zombies.

The captain was pounded by a zombie, one of the zombies opened his teeth and bit the captain's neck. The captain made a scream, raised his head and hit the zombie's head hard, and hit the head of the zombie to the side. Then he lifted his foot to lie on his chest, bit through his belly of the zombie and kicked it out. Instead, he pressed the third zombie under his body, pulled out his pistol and stick it into the big mouth of the zombie bite, pulled the trigger in succession. Seven bullets punched the back of the zombie's brain through a big hole in the teacup, and the zombie's claws tightly fastened between the captain's waist to death.

The captain felt dizzy for only a moment, shouting and screaming around him, before being hit by a side of the zombie and bit on his back neck. The captain reversed the zombie's naked head and pulled the trigger against the door of the zombie's brain.

The gunshot sounded right in his ear, in the gunshot, the zombie powerlessly loosened his shoulder, he felt a hot, baked thing coming out of his ear eyes, no more hearing any sound of the captain, holding a pistol with an empty magazine, stood up from the zombie corpse.

Just stood up, not yet from the shadow around him, distinguished who was his comrade who was a zombie, and the third one who was kicked by him howled and knocked him down...

The captain, like a beast, strangled the zombie, bit each other, the zombie tore his uniform to pieces of flesh, the captain held the zombie's head, the pistol handle in his hand hit the temple of the zombie one time at a time, the captain no longer felt the pain on his body, he was numb.

All of a sudden, he felt the zombie's head ripped off by him, inertia made him lie heavily on the ground, and he could finally see his team.

There are only three or four players left in more than a dozen teams, most of them with injuries, some hit the head of the corpse at the bottom of their feet one at a time, some with a pistol in a blind circle, fingers pulling the blank bullet handgun, looking at the atheistic eyes of the player, obviously the player has hit, whenever there is a shadow moving, he pulls the trigger.

Around them lay the bodies of S2 zombies, many of whom were torn into pieces, their guts and intestines torn out, and even their intestines pulled out long straight lines, while the other was caught in the paws of the zombies.

Half of the zombie bodies around them were decapitated. Behind them, a person holding a residual figure flashed in the zombie herd, each flashing with a broken zombie head falling to one side, less than five minutes, and dozens of zombies were killed without one left.

Only one of the three or four team members was not injured. He looked at the glittering figure in the distance and knew that the strong help that had saved their lives had arrived earlier. He did not blame the man for not showing up early. He only looked at the bodies of his comrades in the ground and cried.

He was one of the first three to be discovered by the zombies. He suffered because the zombies were brought in by them, but the whole team was overthrown. The figure appeared after the fall of the last zombie. It was Mumpeii. Mumpeii followed these members, and the resistance to them was in his eyes from beginning to end.

Hundreds of S2 zombies appeared to scare her, and the courage of more than a dozen ordinary human beings to fight back shook her. When she saw a group of ordinary soldiers rushing towards them with a bayonet several times the number of S2 zombies, she couldn't help it. Every drop of the cruel struggle ahead was in her eyes. The captain's obsession was that one man spelled out two zombies alive and held the third one in his arms to bite. Some members of the team were even pulled out, and he still used a bayonet to pierce the head of the zombie biting his thigh, along with his own thigh.

One scene of human tragedy, one scene can cry, the team members do not have the speed and agility of a zombie pervert, they can only use their body as bait, each deceased team member must carry one or two zombies together to the end, the courage never seen in anyone, it is this courage that inspired her will.

In total, there were less than 100 S2 zombies, and it was clear to Mémpère that from the time the zombies pursued her, she had always seen 87 zombies killed five first, then more than a dozen by hand grenades and bullets, and half seriously wounded.

Twelve teammates spelled out eighteen, that is, 38 zombies who died in the hands of the teammates, while those who ran in front were uninjured zombies, and the rest were killed by Mumpeii, mostly by hand grenades and bullets.

It was amazing how easy it was for Mumpepeii to kill these zombies, the speed of the zombies was not a level with her, plus the zombies were fighting her up close, without making her hate remotely, and each zombie was easily beheaded by her metallized claws, as if these people were afraid of S-type zombies, just a bunch of lambs to slaughter, and she was the most afraid butcher of these lambs.

Standing on the slaughterhouse, Mumpepay had just awakened from the satisfaction of that killing and saw several wounded teammates pull the body of a comrade out of the pile and move it aside, and the seriously injured captain was carefully lifted out.

With only one breath left, the captain's military uniform was torn to shreds and torn. Behind him, the skin was bitten off by a zombie. Especially his belly was also bitten. His intestines flowed out along the mouth of his belly. He lay on the ground, his eyes swept from a living team member. Whenever he was about to see a bloody wound on the team member, his eyes dimmed. Finally, he saw the only unharmed team member, his eyes suddenly lit, looking at the team member shaking his mouth, seemed to be asking.

The teammate looked into the captain's eyes and nodded with a blurred tear. The captain's mouth hung a slight smile. He raised his right hand and proceeded to the teammate with a military ceremony. Then, his right hand fell heavily, and he had no strength anymore. He just stared at the teammate, his eyes were all harsh.

Several injured teammates voluntarily went to the captain, lined up, saluted their comrades together, the teammate saluted, and both sides saluted.

Including the captain and the rest of the team waiting quietly, far behind them, a tide of countless zombie corpses poured towards them, and Mumpepei stood in the zombie corpse, silently looking over here, waiting to see the ceremony between them.

The team member walked to the captain, took the pistol out of his palm, the pistol was held too dead, the team member broke the captain's fingers one by one with no expression, broke the fingers and fell into the screen pepper, heard her chill, she wanted to stop, but did not know how to stop.

The pistol was removed, the team member took out one of the spare magazine clips on the captain's waist, jammed the handle, opened the safety, pointed the gun straight at the captain's forehead, the captain smiled and closed his eyes, “Bang...”