Apocalypse Cockroach: One hundred and ninety-nine remote?

When the tide formed by the large mice with dark red hair began to emerge, San Zi also led people to continuously shoot them with rifles to block them. It can be seen that rats are constantly being killed and rats are constantly rushing Up, they began to feel strenuous.

San Zi looked at the rats still running endlessly, and he felt a little palpitated. He took the team members to retreat and snipe. He ran out not far, and a dozen big rats suddenly popped out of the rat tide. Run on the last player.

The big rat gnawed at everything that could be bitten on him. Several mice were stuck on his face, and his paws were hooked hard in his skin, and his teeth cut his face. The flesh on it was torn off and swallowed. He hugged his face and rolled on the ground. A team member saw the fellow's misfortune and stepped forward to help, and this little stop made them drown together by the rat tide.

He said that San Zi’s eyes are reddish. He has only nine elite soldiers who have served as soldiers, no matter whether they were cooking soldiers or pig soldiers. As long as they are trained by complete recruits, they are the most elite. In one click, I would break into three, and the combat squad would be few in total?

Since the formation of the combat team in Zhang Xiaoqiang, there were only eleven people in the beginning, and it has been continuously expanded. Now men and women have added a piece to their early sixties. They experienced many battles a few days ago, except for the two deserters killed by Zhang Xiaoqiang. , The others didn't even lose one.

I have just formed an elite team, or his direct team, equipped with the best equipment in the entire base, holding the best rifles, a 92 type pistol, bulletproof vest, polymer polymer helmet for everyone Armed to the teeth, he first retreated under the siege of hundreds of zombie, and then died three under the attack of the rat tide. He felt very embarrassed, and even had an idea that he was not this piece of material.

Zhang Xiaoqiang persuaded San Zi a few words, in his opinion San Zi has done a good job, although his several actions today were fleeed with the tail like a funeral dog, but he still saved the most powerful strength.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is not bad at present, not bad at food, he is poor, 10,000 is not too much, and one is not too little. Although San Zi does not understand any tactical arrangements and precise command, he can see that something is wrong He retreated with people, and although it was damaged, it can still preserve the system intact. If you change the guy with a little dull brain, it has probably been wiped out twice by the whole army.

Zhang Xiaoqiang has confirmed that these mice are mutant mice, and they survive in the underground of the prison. This is their nursery room and restaurant. The San Zi has disturbed the big rats with people, and these big rats will die. They, here, surrounded them with Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Now there is no shortage of food. Everyone carries a pot of clear water, and there is no shortage of water. A green lacquered iron ammunition box is neatly placed in the guardhouse, and there is no shortage of ammunition. Knowing how many, they are constantly gathering into a small mountain bag formed by mice and want to cross the wall.

Zhang Xiaoqiang’s men have been holding hands with mice for more than two hours. The mice are not afraid of death and do not know tiredness, but Zhang Xiaoqiang’s men can’t. They haven’t received high-intensity combat training at all. Fear of mice.

The shooting frequency on the watchtower began to slow down. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the watch and then looked up to see the sky. Now it seems that there is nothing missing, but Zhang Xiaoqiang knows that the worst and most terrible thing now is time.

If they can’t solve the problem of the mouse before nightfall, at night, the mouse may secretly turn over the fence in the dark. There is no high-power generator, high-power spotlights have become furnishings, and there is no wood. At night, he cannot use a bonfire to illuminate. His men have not yet reached the level of equipped with night vision devices, but this may cause the **** disaster at night.

"Chao · · and · · ·" sounded like a sharp arrow breaking through the air, interrupting Zhang Xiaoqiang's contemplation. He looked up at the sound, and a sharp object with an afterimage crossed the sky and sank to the wall inside.

These sharp objects scatter densely like ancient archers. The thickness of a chopstick and the long arrows about half a meter in length are plunged into the scattered rat corpses and open spaces on the ground, some are stuck on the black brick wall of the arsenal Leave one by one white dots on it and fall to the ground, while more flew to the crowd on the guardhouse who was shooting with guns.

"Ah · · · · · ·" screams kept ringing, Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped up and rushed into the watchtower 2 or 3 steps upstairs, three or four men were dragged aside to sit down, and they were tied with half-meter-long tips Thorns, Wang Chong is taking off the spikes on a person, these spikes are all pierced into the person's body, and as these spikes are pulled out in sequence, Yin Hong's blood quickly gushes out and dyes his yellow military uniform red.

There are two other people lying on the ground without knowing their life and death. They are pierced by these spikes~IndoMTL.com~Looking like two hedgehogs lying on the ground, blood oozes slowly along the wound The ground formed a blood pool on the ground, and the dark red blood punched a gap in the blood pool and slowly extended towards the feet of Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang threw a bottle of hemostatic powder to the Wang Chong who was bandaging the wounded. Looking outside.

The platform on the watchtower was previously covered by many torn mouse bodies. Later, San Zi took people to remove these disgusting things, but now on the platform, in addition to the blood stains stained by the mouse bodies, there are countless spikes. Covered with brass bullet shells, small holes sized as one by one mung beans were also chiseled on the wall by those spikes.

The uninjured players were in a panic. Some people continued to shoot with guns. Some people quickly put the ammunition box hollowed out on the platform into one by one small shooting bunkers. San Zi kept yelling at the people around them. From time to time, he raised a gun and fired a long shot at the side of the wall.

Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that the situation was not as bad as it thought, and looked up at the surrounding wall. The rat colonies were slowly forming mouse hills, which might have been weakened because of the suppression of rifles. The speed of their formation was accelerated. After a few minutes, Zhang Xiaoqiang thought that his eyes were looking at the flowers when he crossed the wall and looked at the open space behind the Mouse Mountain. He took out binoculars and observed it carefully.

In the open space Zhang Xiaoqiang, which is 100 meters away from the wall, I saw more than a dozen large things creeping towards this side. These things are about the size of the large water tank seen by the Zhang Xiaoqiang in the countryside. Clear their true appearance, but Zhang Xiaoqiang sees the culprit who launched the spikes. It is them. Their masses are like porcupines with countless spikes.

Ten times binoculars drew their thorns in front of their eyes. Seeing these gadgets Zhang Xiaoqiang took a breath of breath, and now the mice have started to develop long-range?