Apocalypse Cockroach

Zhang Xiaoqiang gave orders to Huang Quan in distress. Only the transporter knew how hard the bullet came. He hated people beating a zombie with a magazine. It was a complete waste.

Seeing Huang Quan nod his head, Zhang Xiaoqiang recalled what Huang Quan had said before.

“You said they had organized several counterattacks, wiped out tens of thousands of zombies. What was the movement of the zombies, you tell me? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang was concerned about the movement of the zombie in the past few days. No one actually gave him a response from the zombie. Obviously, the response from the zombie was also small.

“Shooting from 800 metres away, they initially did not respond to the carcasses, and they slowly gained the courage to approach within 300 metres, followed by several S2 carcasses coming out of flanks and raiding, which were sieved by hundreds of people's fire, although several were killed by the carcasses and the problem was not so great that the carcasses' ranks remained intact. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang wondered, the zombie sent only a few S2s from beginning to end, while the other zombies were standing in place to be killed, which is quite unusual, as if the Z-shaped zombie was intolerant of something?

“Did you guys go up there and check it out? What the hell is a zombie doing? ”

Upon hearing this, Huang Quan shook his head directly: “I think the task now is to guard the position, delay the time, there is no need to make accidents, the armed police and the police. I just let them probe for a little bit, just to knock out some dead bodies on the edge, without firing deep in the direction. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang heard that he did not blame Huang Quan's conservatives here. Huang Quan is a rather rigid task. Everything is premised on the task. Although many opportunities may be lost, many dangers are avoided.

“Well, you give me a hundred people, call them cat eyes, and I'll go ahead and check it out. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang felt it was necessary to go ahead and see for yourself...

The original zombies 10 kilometers away were not completely immobile. They were slowly moving forward. The zombies in front of them cleared all kinds of shrubs. The zombies in the back slowly followed them. Zhang Xiaoqiang some understood why the zombies did not throw the shrubs in the safe zone. After countless zombie tramples, more dead leaves would be turned into solid ground, and the fire could not burn. Obviously, the wisdom of the Z-shaped zombies in the corpse herd had reached a certain level.

Zhang Xiaoqiang walked hundreds of soldiers across the wooden wall to the sea of zombies a few kilometres away. He followed Munpei and the cat's eye. When they walked outside the wooden wall, they saw that the vast majority of the vegetation between the barrage position and the sea had been cleared. Rotten zombies were everywhere, but the sea remained a few kilometres away. Apparently, after clearing the leaves of dead branches, the zombies waited back to their original place, just not knowing what they were waiting for.

Countless zombies stretch laterally on the ridge, filling more than 10 kilometres wide on both sides of the hill, and dense zombies are arranged in complex terrain on the hill, where a piece is drummed up, where a dent is made, arranged in irregular cadaver walls, behind the cadaver walls are still cadaver walls, a layer of cadaver walls overlapping, not knowing a few kilometres.

More than a hundred soldiers stood behind Zhang Xiaoqiang and looked at the wall less than 100 meters. For the first time, they were watching the dead sea at close range in the open space of no shelter, no defense work. The smell in the dead sea fluttered with the wind, but they felt no smell, only palpitations of fear. In front of the dead sea, they found themselves so small that they were rooted in their hearts. 'In any case, can't they kill each other?’ Many people dared to step forward, their eyes kept staring behind them, and their hearts prayed for Zhang Xiaoqiang's order to retreat.

Their squadron captain saw the performance of his men, his face flushed red, that was disgraceful, he whispered at his men, the reprimand was also heard by Zhang Xiaoqiang, he saw the people hiding behind him, his eyebrows slightly tightened, took a player's 63-style rifle, pulled the bolt, held the gun and shot at the corpse 100 meters away.

Twenty rifle bullets were fired in the shortest possible time. In the soldier's heartbreak, the dense corpse was struck by Zhang Xiaoqiang, and twenty zombies were thrown to the edge of the corpse sea. Then, those zombies were stepped on their feet by the automated corpses in the back, and the gap in the body wall was filled. The zombies touched the gunfire a little more than 100 meters away. Together, they faced this way, but their bodies remained motionless.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stared at the corpse group and said secretly: “Indeed..."

“Everybody shoot in place, aim only at the zombie's head, I do not order, nobody stop...”

Zhang Xiaoqiang replaced a magazine and gave an order to fire. In the soldiers' gunfire, he did not fire, but swept around with his eyes and waited for the zombies to react.

The crisp spots of dense and numb shooting were connected, countless bullets screamed at Xiaoqiang's side towards the corpse tsunami, a distance of 100 meters passed, a zombie was hit and fell, a zombie was hit in the chest and backwards, but was submerged in the back tide, a huge gap appeared on the body wall, five meters, ten meters, fifteen meters, missing The mouth is expanding, the depth is prolonging, the gunfire never stops, the soldiers get over the initial nervousness, see the corpses standing where they are shooting, one exhilarating, it's more powerful than the target, a lot of people have forgotten that in front are countless corpses, they shoot, they step forward, they want to get closer, they shoot more accurately, these people were accidentally shot by their squadron leader Foot kicked back into the team.

Hundreds of people shot at the edge of the corpse sea to dig a large pit, thousands of zombies fell in front of the team members. Though the zombies kept filling outwards, the falling zombies were faster than they were filling in. At a width of 300 metres, the falling zombies piled up into a hill.

At the soldier's most exciting moment, suddenly seven or eight S2 zombies came to the team from both sides, all S2 zombies pressed down, ran on their limbs and were fast. For example, several bad dogs had to make contact with the team in the blink of an eye, and Muppet and Cat Eye rushed to both sides simultaneously, and they were confident to intercept the zombies before they made contact with the team.

The soldiers had no idea of the mutilated carcasses on either side. They were excited to shoot the forward carcasses or quickly change the magazine, but did not know that Yan Wang was approaching them. In the midst of the chaotic gunfire, a large piece of black blood erupted in the back brain of the mutilated S2 carcass. When the cat's eye and curtain pepper hit the edge of the team, several S2 carcasses slipped to the ground, stopped in front of their feet and looked at one S2 that had been exploded. They turned around and saw a small strong frontal expression replacing the magazine for the rifle.

Shortly thereafter, the four 20-gauge magazines carried by the soldiers had been emptied, most of them stopped firing, and only a few soldiers carrying thirty magazines with Type 56 assault rifles were still firing, and the soldiers looked at their accomplishments as they shot one after the other.

When everyone stopped shooting, Zhang Xiaoqiang took them and retreated to a kilometer away. One kilometer away from the zombie, the people broke out of the excitement just now. They each heard each other, whispered and bragged about their killing numbers. Only Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the dead sea in the distance. If he thought about it for a short time, the dead bodies in the distance were devoured by countless zombies. He looked at the dead sea in the distance, which was slightly confused by swallowing, and Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his head and looked at the curtain pepper.

“You've been here for a few days, have you noticed anything wrong? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang was very strange about whether the zombies were beaten up or not. If so, as long as they carried enough bullets, a thousand people could kill at least 50,000 to 100,000 zombies a day. This made Zhang Xiaoqiang feel a little out of his mind. If so, the danger of the gathering place is no longer dangerous, anyway, the zombies are all stupid X, as long as they are killed far away.

Makepei heard Zhang Xiaoqiang ask herself, and seemed to think of herself as a subordinate. She was upset. She handed over the women's barracks, but it did not mean that she sold herself to the camp.