Apocalypse Cockroach

Sea riots. On the twenty-first day, in the Russian capital suburb of Moscow, nearly 10 million zombies remained less than 8 million after the last four years of elimination, and 8 million zombies, with the exception of less than a tenth of ordinary zombies, were all evolutionary zombies. Of the more than 7 million evolutionary zombies, more than one tenth accounted for more than 2 types of zombies. For any force, the zombies here are a great threat, but today, intermittent gunshots are sounding again outside this silent city for a long time.

The chaotic gunfire caused the riots of the zombies, countless S2, S3 zombies rushed wildly towards the place where the shots were fired. Behind these zombies, the sea of zombies also began to flow, as if the sea water had slowly poured over there, the raging of the zombies had just started, the gunfire in the distance had stopped continuously, and the rioting zombies were stuck for a moment, and the rate of surge was slower and slower, and then stopped, just then, With the cold early spring wind blowing, the weak bloody smell of the wind caused the sea of zombies to riot again, but this time it was more violent than last time. Many D2 zombies were no longer willing to line up in the middle of the line, sweeping the surrounding zombies, clearing a path forward, more S-type zombies jumped on the head like fleas, and also had bad luck jumping onto the D2 head to get caught Live and fall into a meatloaf.

One of the fastest S4 zombies, blue and white body like a white ghost, first appeared at the source of the blood, not as fast as the nearest body, the zombie shadow was surprisingly fast, beyond the sight of ordinary people, even so, was caught in the large hand of the foot basin, the zombie less than one meter two in this huge hand like grasshopper, had to move, the big hand slightly tightened, whipping the bone cracked, then the zombie burst into plasma from the gap between the fingers of the giant palm, this strong S4 zombie couldn't even scream, was squeeched into blood paste, huge hand thrown away the body at hand, again to smoke, but the other S4 zombie burst.

The dispersed plasma danced in the air, the giant-like 10,000-strong gorilla red eyes gazed at the countless S-type zombies who jumped at him in the distance, more than 10 meters tall body like a mountain Range Yunchi, all around him backwards with incomplete corpses, every corpse died extremely miserably, no one could leave a whole corpse, there were hundreds of corpses in the middle of the iron plateau and hundreds of stunned men with a fierce face.

“Retreat….” Iron Plains shouted and retreated with the hundreds of flexible shadows around them. When they retreated 300 meters later, hundreds of S3 zombie platoons fell into the sea and swept to Wan Qiang, but no one attacked Wan Qiang, but Wan Qiang, already in a killing state, was unwilling to let go of them, a roar, the invisible air trembled like a ripple level, covering all the carcasses within the range of 400 meters around them. The next second, the invisible fluctuations caused the carcasses to burst into their heads, like a headless kid shaking and jumping, and then fell to the ground to death and wound themselves.

Hundreds of zombies fell beside Wan Qiang, filling his great shore with mania and violence, the image of Yushu Lingfeng no longer existed in the Iron Plains, fluffy hair didn't wash for a few days, the ragged beard looked reckless and rough, and even his ragged clothes were bloody, even his sensible eyes and Wan Qiang were left with only post-killing madness, the only thing better than Wan Qiang knew how to control his emotions.

“Say, where's your next hiding place...” Kneeling in the iron was a big Russian beard, the ears on both sides of this big beard's cheek were gone, the nose was only half cut off, two black holes were kept in the nostrils, the bones protruding in the blood red muscles were about to be visible, the empty eyes were numb, he did not respond much to the inquiry about the iron plains.

This dull reaction of the Russians of no age did not provoke Iron Plains' anger. Likewise, his pale eyes kept staring at this guy. Thirty seconds later, he waved to the big men around him and said: “Drag it down and get another one... ”

Soon, more than a dozen instinct-only puppets surrounded the guy and tore him apart. In the mass plasma splash, the Russian beard was eaten apart, a young Russian with a twisted right arm pulled from the back. Puppy pulled his hair like a sack of blood and slipped through the body, looking at the size of the accumulated intestines on the ground and the liver and lungs and other organs, the young man with blood splashed on his face shouted loudly, but his hollow eyes added a little more spirituality to his extreme fear, tears like twisted faucets ran out.

“Where's the next position?” Iron Nakahara still asked in plain and indifferent Russian, the young Russian crying in front of him was about seventeen or eighteen years old, at the end of the dying eruption was not minor, after being scared, the whole person fell into a state of trance, did not respond to Iron Nakahara's inquiry, whispered softly, the crying big child's right ear suddenly fell off the side of his face and fell to the ground, no one saw what cut his ear, even he himself did not know that the ear had been cut off, stared at the ground foolishly, Iron Nakahara did not urge, turned his head to kill into the carcass like Titan giant Million.

Wan Qiang is getting stronger and stronger, breaking the final bondage of humanity, sucking human blood arbitrarily, eventually breaking the level 5 limit, raising hands and throwing foot room has a destructive atmosphere, even the T95 tank can't open his chest, the front armor of the main battle tank can't stop Wan Qiang's fist. Unfortunately, Wan Qiang's sobering time is getting shorter and shorter, his temper is getting more and more grumpy, if he doesn't pay attention slightly, it will cause him to go mad, the original number of puny men after Wan Qiang's transformation is no more than a thousand, now there are less than 100 people left, the majority of them are killed by Wan Qiang accidentally, only the killing can satisfy Wan Qiang, so that he can get a moment of sobriety.

Thirty seconds was enough for the big boy to feel the pain of a cleft ear, and he fell to the ground and cried, and was kicked over by a foot in the iron of God, stepping on his heart, looking at his frightened and magnified pupil and sighing, “Where's the next position? ”

The old child was tortured by tearing pain to the brain, still ignored, this time his nose disappeared, his nose felt the most sensitive, after spraying out blood, he had no power to even scream, the distributed thoughts returned to his brain, and he couldn't help but look up at the devil-like man in front of him.

“You have one more chance, where's the next stronghold?” This time he heard the inquiry clearly and immediately howled: “In the subway, in the subway... ”

The second largest subway in the world, the Moscow subway, originally considered as a wartime refuge for 4 million people to escape bombing or nuclear bomb explosion, with countless lines, and the secret subway line of Kremlin, the Moscow subway itself is, arguably, a huge labyrinth of thousands of kilometres and the last refuge for the Moscow people.

“Kill him...” After getting the information, Iron Chungwon turned around and left, a bunch of crazy Pu Han jumped up and tore the scared guy to pieces. At this point, nearly a thousand S3 zombies were slaughtered by Wan Qiang. After no creature rushed into his sight, Wan Qiang suddenly woke up and began to contract like a giant. After he recovered to more than two meters tall, two Pu Han sent his clothes to the naked Wan Qiang body.

“The rats were hiding in the subway, and I thought maybe they were in there from the beginning, and once the subway was cleared, the last place of resistance of the Russians should be destroyed... ”

Tie Zhongyuan watched Wan Qianhui report that he had more emotions in his eyes. Wan Qiang picked up a barrel full of water and poured it down his head, sprinkled the corpse and human blood, picked up a blanket around his waist and said a bold word: "Kill..." ”

“The Chinese found us and told me some news that you were killing and didn't have time to tell you...” Tie Zhongyuan hesitated for a while and decided to tell Wan Qiang the news. As for how Wan Qiang chose him, he wanted to kill the subway himself.

“The seafarers are beginning to disembark. Soon there will be seafarers all over the world, and here we are, too. They want to ask you, what about Russia's defense? ”

Hearing the news, Wan Qiang still didn't care. He shouted, “Never mind how many I kill, the sea people are in the water, can you fly from the sky? ”

“What is that, my God…. ”

A scream interrupted the conversation between the two. Wan Qiang and Iron Nakahara looked at the captives held in the back together, but saw seven or eight captives together looking at the sky in horror. It seemed that what appeared in the sky was more terrible than what was next to them. Then Iron Nakahara's pupils suddenly magnified. Three giant lobes were slowly descending towards Moscow, each as large as a mountain...