Apocalypse Cockroach: Three hundred and sixty-seven runs
The claws that can tear the steel plate and the strange power meet the elastic tires. It is no longer easy to use. The roaring D3 arms suddenly force, and the thick neck with his head leans back desperately, seeing that The tire is stretched and thinned, but it just doesn't break.
D3 and the tires on its head were carried. They ignored the Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yang Ke'er around them, so they sat on the ground and pulled the tires vigorously. They wrapped the plastic bags on the head with the naughty little boys. Pet cats and dogs are comparable.
The chance is rare. The rat king blade held by Zhang Xiaoqiang is cut into D3's arm at the same time. "Crunch · · · · · · · · · ·" Rat king blade is cut from the chopping and then cut by the saw. Seeing the scale armor on the arm of D3 All sawed halfway, then D3 still seems to be unresponsive, and Zhang Xiaoqiang obviously needs a lot of time to actually saw its arm off, provided that D3 is lying there honestly waiting for him to slowly saw, is it possible?
The unfavorable Rat King Blade can no longer be used for the first time. The Zhang Xiaoqiang anxious convoy took the Rat King Blade back and ran to the wreckage of a car, removing the fuel tank that could hold 30 litres of gasoline.
Nearly more than ten liters of gasoline poured from D3's head, Zhang Xiaoqiang threw away the empty fuel tank in his hand, turned around and ran to Yang Ke'er's side, pulling her with some dizziness and ran to Shangguan Qiaoyun.
When they overcame the obstacle, Zhang Xiaoqiang went straight to Shangguan Qiaoyun and shouted two words: "shoot".
D3 tens of meters away is covered with thick black smoke, and the strongest part of the black smoke is the tire that is placed on its head. The thick black smoke is in it. Burning on his head, D3's meter-long flame flew around like a headless fly.
Probably because of the characteristics of its body, the body that hadn’t even ignited the incendiary bomb after the gasoline burned out, except for the layers of black scorch, did not cause too much damage to it, but it was on the head. The burning tire is getting smaller and smaller.
What really hurts D3 is not the burning flame, it is not afraid of flame itself, but the burnt smell of the tire when it burns makes it a great sin.
The most sensitive thing about zombie is the ear and the sense of smell. The sense of smell is even more sensitive than the ear. The black smoke burning from the tire on its head is poured straight into its large mouth and nostrils, which makes the D3 type zombie completely crazy. .
"Brush · ·" D3 will burn off the tires that are brittle and soft and tear off the head. The ripped tire sticks to its hand and continues to burn. There are still some rubbers burned into the liquid on its head. According to the attachment burning, compared with just now, this can be regarded as barely tolerable.
D3, who got rid of the shackles, was very angry and abnormally angry, leaning on the thick Leather Armor on his body, it has never suffered a loss, but today it has suffered a large loss one after another, and the parts on the body are constantly being removed , Even if the sense of smell it ultimately wants is almost on the verge of destruction, how can it not be crazy?
The D3 in front is already looking for small bugs that damage it. Zhang Xiaoqiang is silent. Today he is a magic weapon. All means are used high, 37 guns, quadruple, 40 fire, rat king Blade, Yang Ke'er, to the end of pouring gasoline is invalid, where is that D3 still jumping around, that activity even exceeded the initial fire line raid.
Zhang Xiaoqiang turned around silently and looked at the team behind him, except for the team members who operated heavy weapons, almost all of them went down to the car and looked here. At two or three hundred meters behind them, the corpse tide had all The empty space is filled, desperate, really desperate.
It’s not Zhang Xiaoqiang style to stand still. Standing here and waiting to be eaten by zombie is not his consideration. He picked up 40 fires without rockets from the ground and pulled up Yang Ke'er just like the team ran over, Shangguan Qiaoyun hug He followed single-barrel gun.
Seeing that Zhang Xiaoqiang came back, no one was talking, no one was cheering, and similarly, they were not crying because of despair. They just looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang silently, waiting for his order, and the steel gun in their hands was bolted. , The magazine bag on the body is already full of magazines.
Xu Mengzhu hugged Leng Miaomiao tightly, not caring about anything around him. Leng Miaomiao apparently still had no idea about the situation. He just watched with interest the D3 in the distance that was darker than coke. What the circle is looking for.
Sweet bean-sized sweat beads constantly ooze from the forehead, rolling down the sides of the nostril into the mouth, Huang Quan swallowed hard the · spit containing sweat beads, holding the hands of the 95-type rifle Shivering, the body was trembling constantly, and the kettle in the waist hit the metal fastener on the belt and kept making a metallic clanking sound.
He’s scared, he’s really scared, although he has had experience with Zhang Xiaoqiang under the big bird’s claws, compared with this time, it’s different from the cloud and mud. The huge big bird has no bounds behind him. The endless corpse tide is as ridiculous as a little chick just out of the shell.
When I was rescuing the investigation team before, he just took a look at it from a distance. He almost gave him a boo. Now the body tide is less than two hundred meters behind him, which makes him afraid of death in his bones. How can Huang Quan not be afraid.
A small, tender, white hand gently stretched in from Huang Quan’s elbow, then a hot arm with temperature wrapped around his arm, and a delicate body with warm fragrance slowly Relying on him, Huang Quan knew that without turning his head, the owner of this body had always been cold to him, seeing the Huang family's future wife who beat him once~IndoMTL.com~Chen Ye.
In the blink of an eye, Huang Quan didn’t hurt his waist anymore, and his legs didn’t cramp anymore. He straightened his body like a real soldier, holding his rifle in his hands and looking forward. The soldier's unique fortitude flashed on his face.
Chen Ye's initiative made him scream: "Nie land, iron tree it finally blooms, it's not easy for him to be too damn."
Zhang Xiaoqiang closed the performance of these people in his eyes and didn’t speak. He drew his finger to the obstacles piled up in the abandoned car and slammed into the four-machine machine gun group: "Tell me that pile of things to burst · · · ·"
The steel defense line became the flame defense line, the sound of the fuel tank exploding one after another, D3 was attracted to the flame, looking for the **** little bugs in the flame.
"Everyone, everyone, bring food and water, bring emergency supplies and ammunition, follow me, follow me · · ·"
With the orders of Zhang Xiaoqiang, the team members rushed to the side of the car to carry their respective backpacks on their backs. Zhang Xiaoqiang also carried their backpacks on their backs and turned their heads. He saw that in the chaotic crowd, Xu Mengzhu buried his head in his arms Meow stood there, ignoring everything around him.
The anger of Zhang Xiaoqiang, she is preparing to wait for death before this final step? It was really a mistake to take her out. Without saying a word, Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed to the mother and son, grabbed Miao Miao into her arms, hugged it with one hand, and leaned over and carried Xu Mengzhu on her shoulder and turned her head and ran up the mountain. .
Zhang Xiaoqiang hugged one by one and ran in front. Yang Ke'er Yuan Yi followed them behind. The Xu Mengzhu on their shoulders didn’t struggle. It was like a piece of wood that didn’t move. The Zhang Xiaoqiang cuddled on his chest was very dissatisfied with him. The body twisted constantly, Zhang Xiaoqiang was annoyed, the hand holding his buttocks twisted his buttocks and twisted hard, meow honestly, except for the tears in the two big eyes.