Apocalypse Cockroach

One minute was enough for a high-speed 12.7 mm anti-aircraft machine gun to empty 80 rounds of bullet drums, 320 large caliber bullets to tear a huge crack in a dense crowd, all visible red at the crack, thousands of corpses at the crack like torn rag dolls, all sorts of peristaltic internal cavities, lashing blood filaments, more bloody blood than the slaughterhouse to deter all others.

The rest of the people were frightened by the tragedy in front of them, and their deafening companions gave them the most intuitive deterrent. When they looked at the broken bodies, they replaced the heavy machine guns and fired again. A new round of metal storms spread in the crowd, more human bodies exploded, the blood mist connected to the sky seven or eight meters. In the fire, the deafening gunfire woke the rest of the people, for a time, crying and screaming became the main melody here, and more people went mad because they could not bear the fright.

Li Ji had no time, no thought to watch them go to war and kill. In the shortest period of time, they emptied three drums in a row. Nearly a thousand rounds of continuous shooting made the barrel hot, the smell of burning blood flushed, and the smell of blood hidden the smell of smoke.

After the gunfire stopped, there was only one color, red, red, or red, in a densely populated area of the ocean of blood soaked with countless broken organs, occasionally visible white bones and brains, and here was a giant meat grinder, where countless broken corpses frightened all the logistics and the shooting fighters.

The gathering of 10,000 people has long collapsed. Apart from the dead, seriously injured, and mentally broken, the rest of the people who can run no longer expect food from the grain truck, all crying and running away. In either direction, there is no forward direction. They have been frightened by Li Ji's means, and no one wants to retreat with the convoy anymore. These people only want to escape, flee far away, and never be found by the fierce and evil executioners.

Hundreds of lunatics ran off in plasma paste, shooting a crisp rifle at them and killing them. Those seriously wounded and moaning were not cared for, and they were not worth wasting a bullet.

Over the morgue, a thick layer of pink spreads like fog, through which everything in the distance seems to be covered in a tiny bit of red, a breeze, a pink fog blowing into the faces of Lizzie and others, on the body, on the gun, and on the vehicle underneath.

A little cold, Li Ji was scared to find that their faces were full of blood, and countless tiny blood molecules condensed and restored on their skin, and everything around them was infected with blood, even the food bag on the big truck was dyed pale red from white.

Suddenly the blood broke several warriors at the same time, and a warrior suddenly blushed, chewing his teeth and shouting:

“Come on, I'm not afraid of you, I'll kill you once, I'll kill you twice... ”

Since the gunshot sounded in his hand, a running bullet struck a little blood flower in the meat mud. Around him, the two soldiers looked at the blood on their hands and read words, pulled the bolt, took off their shoes, bit the muzzle in their mouth, grabbed the trigger with their big toes, two gunshots fired, two fragmented skull fragments and brain tissue sprayed into the sky...

The people crossing the bridge at the end of the day were not too far away. After the killing, another 1,000 or two thousand people gathered on the side of the road to look this way. Countless corpses scared them to step forward, and they were also poor.

They looked at the side of the assault car, afraid to move forward, afraid to back off, even more afraid to leave in another direction. These men were seen by the soldier who fired the gun. He threw his rifle away, hit the heavy machine gun, grabbed the trigger, and a fire tongue erupted from the mouth of the gun.

A long fire tongue drills out a spot of light, like a meteor, turns and passes, flying to the sky, "Touch...” The machine gun stopped shooting and the machine gunner, who had lost half his head, fell on the car softly, spraying his brains and blood and falling on others, but nobody dared to move again.

Li Ji stashed his rifle and kicked the machine gunner out of the car, measuring the other fighters, said:

“Whoever can't stand it can go, but don't go crazy here. I don't count you as deserters, leave your weapons, take your food and get out of here... ”

Li Zhi knew that these people were already cold, although many people just looked wrong, trembling like shivers but betrayed them. If Li Zhi didn't take a walk on the Great Lakes, and didn't fight manpower such as Ding Luo in a desperate state until the last moment, maybe he didn't behave better than these people.

Li Zhi understands what they think, so that they can crumble and harm themselves in the battle that follows, so let them run on their own, it's like a robe game.

Four military vehicles totalled 16 people, two suicides, one killed by Li Ji, only three of the remaining 13 left, Li Ji did not give them a hard time, two kilos of salt per person, twenty kilos of biscuits, three strike crossbows, several crossbows and three sets of high-quality knife shields.

Looking away at the three former employees, Li Ji's heart grinned. In his eyes, these are all dead people. The last generation is the knockout round, waiting to be eliminated if he can't adapt. At this time, the more people gather in the distance, Li Ji looked at those people, and he had an idea.

“I don't care if you want to find another way to live, or if you want to follow us, don't get me confused, I can kill 1,000 people, I can kill 10,000 people, your death has nothing to do with me.

Now there is an opportunity for you to put those corpses in the collection code and burn me a fire. Everyone I give three kilos of food. I have no work, no food, honestly give me work, I will give him food... ”

By the time Li Ji killed the escort car, the bridge had become a hell of a place. The distance between life and death was just over a dozen meters. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not want to waste time on those poor people. Finally, he made a decision to allow all the remaining poor people to cross the bridge, postponing the time by one step to allow many men with close combat experience to cross the bridge.

Not Zhang Xiaoqiang was harsh, but had to be forced. The casualties of the gathering place to stop the battle were too great. Thousands of elites were extinguished in the dead sea. In the battle with the dead sea, Zhang Xiaoqiang finally understood a reason. Fighting the dead, the elite route is actually garbage. Regardless of the elite warrior in your hand, the weapon is more advanced. As long as the dead body exceeds one million, it will also become the object of the dead body.

Forty thousand men, despite the heavy casualties, did do well. Two gaps blocked the position, thousands of elites could not stop the number of zombies before retreating, but tens of thousands of men could tie hands with the zombies, with machine gun support, and fight back. If not for Zhang Xiao Qiang blindly commanded, maybe those tens of thousands could recover all the positions under the wall.

These men were fearful of death before, they had not been trained, they had not learned to cooperate, even half of them had no shield, no metal weapon, they blocked the corpse with a wooden stick. These men also taught Zhang Xiaoqiang a lesson. In soldier combat, a corpse can not necessarily beat a woman. In addition to the deterrence in happiness, any weak woman can kill the corpse with a hammer.