Apocalypse Cockroach

Unfortunately, the tides of the zombies are divided into three parts, which are difficult to stop unless there are hundreds of mortars and hundreds of thousands of rounds of artillery shells. One tide is blocked and the other two tides continue relentlessly to approach the wall. Behind them, countless chains of light create waves of shredded corpse storms in the sea, which inadvertently become the dominant force.

The zombies continued to approach the wall, reaching a distance of 300 meters. At this point, all rifles within range fired, dense bullets formed a continuous storm pouring on the head of the zombies, there were constant falls of the zombies, and there were constant replenishments of the zombies. Two front-running tides of corpses were as strong and thick as two thick tentacles growing in the sea of corpses. Two thick black tentacles were like two long whips pulling towards the wall, and countless bullets formed a barrier overflowing with light, killing two giant pythons.

Thousands of rifles were fired from a range of 300 metres, in exchange for a large human contingent, and even the invincible Mongolian cavalry would be wiped out and torn apart. It's not the same here at the zombies. In the face of the showers coming hundreds of meters away, the zombies have finally demonstrated their gifted skills. As long as they don't hit their bare heads directly, they're a human cockroach, and they can't be killed.

As the zombies continue to move forward, more and more zombies fall down, just like stripping onions, a layer of zombies fall on the road, they are trampled into face cakes by countless big feet, more zombies are replenished from the back, there are also bullets from the side that attack the middle and rear of the zombies, trying to break long tentacles, unfortunately, how easy it is to do this step, the thicker the tentacles, the more bullets can only allow more bodies on the edge, many bullets into the tentacles are flooded by the tide, no longer can be alarmed.

The shouting bullets travel through the corpses, countless zombies are hit, paused slightly, and then straight up their waist to continue. Only the smoky gunshot eye on them proves how big their bodies are, the zombies do not speak, do not answer their shouts, and they move forward silently in the shouting sound of the bullets, even though they have long been identified as cannon ash by Z-shaped zombies as only live targets of human bullets.

Countless zombies fall down, countless zombies follow up, indefatigably close the distance from the wall, the closer the distance, meaning the more frequently they are hit by bullets, wait until they are close to 100 meters away, there is not a hint of human smell, countless bullets explode a zombie head, the casualties of the zombies suddenly become large, when they are again close to 50 meters, no zombie can cross the front one meters, thick tides like black ice melted by fire, rapidly disintegrating, a straight, vertical mountain formed...

In the first round, Zhang Xiaoqiang blocked the corpse 50 meters away, countless fireballs exploded in the carcass, and countless light chains formed a fire grid that dissolved the main force of the corpse sea, the only two forwards, blocked by thousands of rifles 50 meters away.

By that time, the fighters on the wall had been decimated, tens of thousands of pieces of ammunition were being struck out every minute, piles of ammunition were being depleted rapidly, and no one knew how long they would last in such a high-intensity battle and could only hope that the main force of the zombies would be wiped out quickly, or until the bullets ran out, which was when they were fighting for their lives.

The soldiers at the bottom did not know that the news from the sky was far from optimistic, that the zombies at the back were infinite, that at the farthest edge, more zombies would gather this way, and that if they could rise higher and look farther, they would find that the thickness of the zombies was far greater than everyone imagined.

Infinite corpses cross mountain rivers, streams, wastelands, and buildings, roads, gather here from the edge of WH, sand towers, and countless sandy grains of corpses come from all over the place of gathering, as if countless black streams gather into great rivers, countless great rivers gather into the sea, infinite oceans converge towards gathering places, and by that time, the size of the corpse is over three million.

Not only on the edge of WH, even many of the zombies in the center of WH seem to have received a mysterious summons, walking out of the city, gathering in the suburbs, walking together from the alley of the street, going to the same place in 35% of the way, as if pilgrims were marching towards the holy place, staring at the survivors who were only hungry in the corner, they didn't know what was happening, but the scene in front of them was like the brain of every one of them, never forgotten.

Apart from this side, several Yangtze River Bridges are now crowded with various zombies. They slowly follow the bridge and move across the river across various side-blown vehicles. On the other side of the river is the direction facing the gathering place. From the sky down, countless black maggot-like zombies creep on the pavement and move towards an unknown destination. If such scene is seen by Zhang Xiaoqiang, he will have no doubt, he last hit a big guy with a cannon.

Likewise, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know, because he killed millions of zombies, killed an unknown number of Z-shaped zombies, mobilized the entire WH, and countless zombies followed the Changjiang Bridge to this side, while inadvertently eliminating the force of zombies across the shore and laying the foundation for their future action on WH.

Less than half an hour later, almost all heavy machine guns were overheated and barrels were replaced. At this time, the distant shredding storm began to stop. Countless shredded hills were scattered over a few kilometres wide front. Zhang Xiaoqiang watched the corpses of large groups regrouped into the sea of corpses and continued to sweep this way.

At this point, Zhang Xiaoqiang longed to have countless long-range artillery guns, smashing the infinite tide of corpses. Although the strength of the zombies is immense, the zombies cannot be infinitely supplemented, only one will die, one less, Zhang Xiaoqiang confidently with his men to fight the zombies for a long time, which is why.

The zombies continued to pour in, the array of heavy machine guns stopped firing, the unified revolving gunpoint, aimed at the middle junction of the three zombie forward forays. When the heavy machine gun sang again, the middle of each zombie forward was swept from forty fifty to large light chains, countless broken bodies and flames splashed from the mass of corpses, less than five minutes, the three black dragon-like zombie tides were swept away by heavy rains, leaving only a scattered thousand more dead east, and the western battle force in the body pile.

At this time, the offensive of the three zombie forwards slowed down until it was not supported by the rear zombie. The front zombie was successively knocked down by bullets. It broke apart and could no longer form a group offensive. The scattered zombie shot its head precisely in the back for a few minutes. At this point, all three powerful zombie tides, like black, were extinguished.

The three forwards were eliminated, but at the cost of giving up the entire line of the zombie army, it was not much of a loss or a bargain, but the fighting qualities of the front of the machine gunmen and riflers had been completed, and the cooperation was rounded. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not expect to block the zombies from the city, but only to buy enough time for the evacuation of the camp before the ammunition was exhausted.

By the time the zombie sea had advanced to a distance of 300 meters from the wall, it had reached 1: 30 noon and the evacuation was continuing. To date, more than 200 cars that should have been completely evacuated remained in the camp. The evacuation was then reported to Zhang Xiaoqiang, who had to be evacuated in front of the personnel, and the personnel were then prevented from evacuating the fighters. Zhang Xiaoqiang had no choice but to insist. Fortunately, the zombie had not achieved further results.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang commanded the battle, he suddenly drove more than 30 buses from Wenmen's camp towards the bridge. There were countless crowds surrounding the bridge. Suddenly, the car crashed into dozens of people before driving to the rear of the front convoy. Dozens of people were killed and more injured. The tragic scene of these people fell into the eyes of others, but they dared not speak. They recognized the person sitting on the first car, Wenmen.

Zhang Huai 'an almost caught fire at this moment. He cursed Wang Le a thousand times in his heart. If he built a bridge a little wider, he would die? The passage of a car and a car dragged the speed dramatically. I saw the wall over the sky. He didn't even finish the convoy on his side. Isn't that what killed him?