Apocalypse Cockroach: 101, spread out, spread out five/five shifts

At 1.30pm, the team arrived at their destination.

This is a small market town. The road of the Mercedes-Benz fleet happens to pass through the center of the market town. Both sides of the road are this kind of restaurant shops. From the roadside, it is a variety of new or old-style small buildings. Bungalows, the economy here is much more developed than in the mountains.

The reservoir site is at the other end of the market town. As far as I can see, the ruined market town is full of zombies. It is also a coincidence. The location of the warehouse is near the end of the convoy, and there is no need to alarm the town at all. In the zombie, as long as the zombie surrounding the warehouse is resolved.

The convoy slowly stopped at the attachment of the warehouse. The body just stopped. The militiamen sitting in the car were rushed off by the respective captains. The militiamen were less than 100 meters away from the warehouse. Let the militiamen clearly see those staggering wandering zombie.

Dead zombie Keep alive zombie There are two concepts. They used to sit in the car and watch the wandering zombie , Drumming straight in my heart, when I thought they might have to move forward with a sword and shield zombie Melee, the heart hidden in the chest is no longer a drum, but always wants to pop out of the throat.

Compared with the soft hands and feet of the militia, the captain of the militia who is a regular member looks slack, holding the rifle and glancing at the distant zombie with a defiant glance, then turning his head to stare at the militia behind him .

Seeing the fierce eyes of the captain, the militiamen lowered their heads together with guilty conscience.

"Put your head up, your chest up, and your shield up. There is only one target, the zombie in the front is dead, or you are eaten up. I am behind you, as long as you face me, don’t kill."

Finally, the captain raised the gun in his left hand and opened the bolt with his right hand. Looking at each of his men, the captain did not lead the way. This is for a reason. The front is the training ground, the brave live, the weak die, this is the militia. For the purpose brought out, the team has no time to slowly teach them to make them elite in death, which is the most direct and fastest way.

"Report to · · · to report to the captain, I was injured, is it · · · · · · · · ·"

The unlucky militiaman who was scared by the head of zombie and was thrown out of the car did not speak anymore. On his forehead with bruises and bruises, the cold barrel had always reached the big piece of his flesh, the barrel was cold, He touched his head and made him warm, and the big sweat beads oozed from his forehead.

Looking at the captain's eyes filled with killing intent, he begged for mercy again and again, and the sound of begging didn't impress the captain, only to see that the captain of the militia pulled out his army thorn from his waist and raised his hand to pierce his neck.

"I go to · · · I go to · · · · ·"

When the plea for mercy turned into approval, the army thorn stopped on his neck. The sharp army thorn just picked his flesh, and a little vermilion slowly ran down the wound cut by the army thorn.

"I don’t need you to go, I will teach you a trick. zombie is particularly sensitive to blood. I think that zombie within a thousand kilometers will be attracted. What you have to face is no longer less than a hundred in front. zombie, but thousands of zombie within a kilometer. Good luck. By the way, the machine gun behind is aiming at you. Don’t blame me. Blame this fool.”

After finishing, the captain of the militia kicked the guy with the pierced neck into the militia, turned and returned to the convoy with other captains, leaving only more than a hundred militia, leaving nothing to say, but only a thousand tears. Row.

The militia was stuck between the lost group and the convoy. They looked at their machine guns on the off-road vehicle and looked back at the zombie that was constantly pouring out of the town. The zombie that was originally wandering in the warehouse was walking At the previous pace N times faster, Zhang Lili rushed at them.

"Lao Zi killed you · · · · · · · · · ·"

A militia from another team rushed to the chin of the unlucky guy. The guy screamed, spit out a few big teeth, and fell to the ground. The militia still couldn't hold his breath and waved his knife to the guy on the ground. Seeing that the guy will split in half.

"Dang· · · ·" made a loud noise, the steel knife was blocked by the steel shield, and the knife holder and the shield retreated at the same time.

"You don't even look at · or · motherfucker, you don't see those things coming, it's important to save your life first, he will talk about it later, as long as he is still alive, then liquidate."

The militias who wanted to kill no longer made a sound. They ripped their shirts, threw their jackets on the ground, picked up the shield and howled, and the shielded one was not weak. Howling with him, the two will The atmosphere of the scene spurred up, and hundreds of people roared with a roar.

The sound of their howling is still hovering in the air, and the two zombies rushed forward.

"Chong ·"

The shield bearer roared and rushed out first. The shirtless shirtless bearer was also unwilling, and then rushed out with it. "Dangdang" twice, the rushed zombie was hit one after another. The militiamen were also charging, and the two in front of them squeezed apart, wielding a knife like a raindrop.

"Come again, prepare for · · · · · · · ·"

The shield bearers shouted loudly, and the militia behind them spread out to face the rushing zombie. The lost corpses on the ground had become meat and bones.

"Kazakhstan · · · · ·, is that okay, bright font size · · · · ·"

The knife holder stared at the upcoming zombie and shouted loudly.

"My name is Chi Yong, please don’t forget · · · · · ·" ​​to establish a monument to me

The shielded Chi Yong also exploded with pride, making a will before the battle, and wanted to make a mortal heart.

"Good guys, I’m called Liu Biao, remember, if I’m dead, you should follow · · · · ·"

Liu Biao, the knife-holder, is not willing to be in the back~IndoMTL.com~ There is only one Chi Yong **** man.

"Come on · · · · · ·" "Chong · · · · · · ·"

Chi Yong and Liu Biao shouted and rushed forward together.

zombie came over one after another. There were no thousand soldiers said by the captain of the militia. There were more than three hundred. The area of ​​more than one thousand square meters was really small. At the beginning, there was no blast of zombie in the town with a loud explosion Out, naturally, not many people rushed out of the town.

zombie only has more than three hundred, three times the number of militiamen, but the militiamen don’t know how many zombie there are. For example, in their eyes, they are all full of dense zombies, and they can’t count them. He rushed forward and chopped at random, his eyes were bloody, his mouth screamed everything in disorder's words, and the long knife in his hand chopped dumplings like a chopping and chopping.

With the passage of time, some people’s physical strength can’t keep up, and the long sword they swing out weighs a lot, and a militia Fulin thought of the captain.

"Squeeze with a shield without strength, and cut the neck with strength · · · · · · ·"

This sentence was repeatedly shouted. The tired Chi Yong and Liu Biao also roared together. Slowly, the militia divided into one by one groups and used the power of the group to deal with a zombie. Soon, zombie was killed The speed of the drop is greatly increased, the density of zombie is decreasing, and the pressure of the militia is also decreasing. The zombie on the ground is more and more, but the militia are more and more brave. They are no longer passive defense, but are actively welcoming To zombie.

This bravery is indeed a flash in the pan. They used to wave their long swords without fear because of tension and fear. Now they have found a way and their physical fitness can’t keep up. Seeing the overwhelming zombie gradually gaining the upper hand, the militia Forced to retreat, at this moment everyone thought alive, howling to prepare for the last moment.

"Spreading apart · · · · · · · · · · ·"