Apocalypse Cockroach: Two hundred and sixty, there is no time for five or five changes

A militia yelled in horror. He and Liu Biao were on the same team. Liu Biao was surrounded. He was naturally anxious and couldn’t help asking everyone for help. Everyone looked at it, but saw Liu Biao’s dancing door. He wanted to withdraw, but he was too deep and was surrounded by mutant shrimp. He could only rely on the car door to circle around the body and keep the mutant shrimp out, but his energy was almost exhausted, and the speed of turning the door was getting faster. The slower, even the door hangs a mutant shrimp clipped to the edge of the door.

Zhang Xiaoqiang has the intention to rescue, but there are at least 50 or 60 people waiting to board the boat, but 50 or 60 people cannot go up at the same time. There is still someone to cover it. Compared with the life and death of one person, Zhang Xiaoqiang can only choose to save more people.

"Withdrawal of · · · · is deaf, · · · will withdraw · · · to the ship and · · · · Don’t look back · · ·"

Zhang Xiaoqiang suppressed the unwillingness in his heart and yelled at the crowd. Both the militia and the team members turned silently and ran towards the gentle slope.

Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his head to look at Liu Biao, who was struggling with his last energy. How could Liu Biao know that they were also looking at them, looking at his comrades who had evacuated, Liu Biao's heart was filled with grief and abandonment, he was not A monk who feeds himself to feed the tiger. He is a former taxi driver with desire and selfishness. The taste of being abandoned is uncomfortable. He sees the current situation and knows that they are doing right, but when this happened to himself He couldn't stand it.

The right hand is still mechanically holding the car door in a circle. The soreness of his arm has been forgotten by him. He looks at the comrades who have turned around and ran away. He wants to scold and open his mouth with his mouth open. Stuck, he can't shout out, the fear of death makes him unconsciously accelerate the dance of the car door, he is not afraid of death, he is afraid of being eaten alive by the mutant shrimp.

He saw the Zhang Xiaoqiang staring at him, and a hot glow broke out in his eyes. He looked straight at Zhang Xiaoqiang, and his eyes showed a strong request. He hoped Zhang Xiaoqiang could rush in to rescue him.

Afterwards, the heat and hope that broke out in his heart were like falling into an ice cellar. In Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, there was only regret. Under the fire light not far away, the eyes of Zhang Xiaoqiang were full of apology.

"Head · · · · Give me a happy · · · · Give me a happy · · · · · Shot me · · · · I don't want to be eaten · · · · · · · · "

Liu Biao has no hope and sends a final request to Zhang Xiaoqiang. He is willing to die in the hands of Zhang Xiaoqiang, and he is not willing to die in the mouth of the mutant shrimp. Zhang Xiaoqiang looks at Liu Biao and looks at the countless people who are between them. Mutant shrimp, he is very tangled in his heart. If there is a heavy machine gun underneath, he can sweep the heavy machine gun off the road and rescue Liu Biao. If his horned gun is not embedded in the ship, he may be able to use the horned gun Liu Biao came out, and now he can do nothing.

"Ah · · · · fast · · · fast up · · · · over there came a lot of · · · · · ·"

"No, the body of · · · · is shaking. · · · · will accidentally collapse · · · ·"

"Which is it interesting? · · · · can go up, if it can't go up, it will be killed below. What is the big deal · · ·"

After Zhang Xiaoqiang came the shouting of others, he looked back and saw more mutant shrimp approaching the gentle slope. In front of him, countless mutant shrimp were also approaching him.

"Quickly kill me · · · is out of time · · · · kills me · · · I am almost exhausted · · · · beg you · · · · ·"

"Quickly, on · · · ·, the · · · · is running out of time. · · · is running out of time. · · · ·"

Liu Biao rushed into the eardrums of Zhang Xiaoqiang with the words of the team members behind him. There was no time to explode his heart.

"Ah!!!"

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the sky with an angry howl. NP22 in his hand fired 14 bullets into the sky. When only one bullet remained, he aimed at Liu Biao's forehead.

Looking at the gunhole in the black hole, Liu Biao burst into tears with a smile on his face, showing a little gratitude, nodding to Zhang Xiaoqiang, the gratitude on Liu Biao's face, like a sword, deeply stuck in the heart of Zhang Xiaoqiang At the moment when the finger pulled the trigger, he jumped the muzzle and flew out the mutant shrimp of Liu Biao’s calf with a large claw.

Liu Biao looked at the mutated shrimp at his feet suspiciously. There was no action. A gunshot shot, and half of the head on his nose broke apart, leaving Liu Biao with his arms open to the shrimp. Dumped, a burning flask with flames flew off the boat and hit the ground under his feet. At the moment he fell, the flames rose into the sky and rolled him in the tongue of fire.

The second bullet was not fired by Zhang Xiaoqiang. With dynamic vision, he knew who fired it. On the side of the ship, in a crowd of anxious onlookers, a young militia lowered his 81 rifle indifferently. That was Chi Yong. , Liu Biao was the second person he killed himself, the opposite-sex brother he regarded as his brother, and he was going to kill a big brother with him, the brave, tough, grumpy, cruel, he was regarded as the lease of the brother Car driver.

"What are you still doing · · · · · all shut up for me, climb up to me · · · · want to die to run over there · · · · · ·"

Zhang Xiaoqiang yelled at the chaotic crowd behind him, dying to vent his depression~IndoMTL.com~ Then, he took a deep look at the burning body and turned to run to the bottom of the gentle slope, hands Buckle a car, shouted, dragged the body, his arms were exerted, the car was thrown out by Zhang Xiaoqiang, and it hit the rushing shrimp in the roll.

Zhang Xiaoqiang threw the car out, and pulled out the NP22 to quickly change the magazine. While the car was still rolling, three bullets hit the car's fuel tank together. The car burst out a flame and burned in the shrimp.

"The following person · · · catches the rope and is tied to the waist · · · · · · Each person is a · · · · · ·"

Yang Ke'er anxious shouts came from above, a rope made of a safety belt hung down the hull, and seeing the rope, Zhang Xiaoqiang breathed out, and the whole body was deeply tired and occupied · · · ·

One died and 51 lived. This account is not a loss, no matter whether it is Zhang Xiaoqiang or the people who climbed on the boat, they are heavy in their hearts. Looking at the dense mutant shrimp gathered under the boat, no one feels nervous anymore. And afraid, if they are on a deck up to eight meters high, if the mutant shrimp are stacked to a height of eight meters, I believe they will only be burnt by a fire. Behind them, there are gasoline and tires.

The gentle **** that the crowd climbed before became the only channel for the mutant shrimp. The blocking of the mutant shrimp by various broken cars is much higher than that of humans. At least humans have hands, feet, and heights. They are good at climbing and mutant shrimp. The tortoise shell that can only carry it slowly creeps slowly, most of the time it will be stuck in a place that can't move back and forth.

The situation has settled down. After watching the time, it was almost 11 o'clock in the middle of the night. From 8 o'clock, they spent three hours with the mutant shrimp. These three hours caused them to throw away three lives, two of them. The corpses could not be recovered, not to mention the escapers, not to mention that countless lightly wounded, severely injured, lost their right feet forever and became scrapped.