The machine gunners were very excited, although their technique was very watery, but the feeling of shooting was too cool, they shouted loudly, the wolf-like voice and the deafening machine gun sound, plus the scattered rifle behind them. There is a feeling that this is the battlefield. Some zombies are not dead after being knocked down. They dragged their broken legs and climbed to the position. From time to time, bullets passed through their bodies to bring a piece of flesh or bone, but as long as there is no Hit their skulls or vertebrae and they will climb forward without any difficulty.

The machine gunners were very excited. They only had those zombies standing in their eyes. They ignored the zombies who climbed over. The women who were treated as assistant gunners were attracted to all the minds by their work. In order to ensure the continuous attack of machine guns, they Constantly, the new elastic band was stuck into the gun body, and then the elastic belt was smoothly placed with the speed of the near-heavy machine gun. They only had bullets and machine guns in their eyes, and they did not notice the zombies in front of them.

However, the combat group shooting with a rifle saw some tension in the approach of the zombies. The old players knew what the outcome of the retreat would be. They all started to get a bayonet to prepare for melee. Zhang Huai’an’s men never experienced this, and they looked To the zombies at the feet, a man throws away the rifle and ran backwards. All the battle teams turned to look at him. The other few seemed to want to learn the previous man to escape. Zhang Huai'an looked at the eye. He took out his pistol and pointed at a few men and shouted: "Continue to shoot, who dares to run away, I will kill who." After he turned and he wanted to escape, the man shot, his head is also true. Without hesitation, I saw a little stream of light flying over the man’s side. But no one can hit him, the closest one only took the man's clothes.

The man slammed his legs and ran hard, the wind blew from the ear, the bullet whistling from the side, his heart was hanging, he regretted that he had escaped, but now the wood has become a boat, stop is also a death, He stared at the vehicle parked under the hillside, and prayed that he would not be shot by the bullet behind him. Every shot behind him was remembered by him. The crisp sound of the pistol was almost drowned in the sound of machine guns and rifles. But the faint pistol sound is so bright on his side, the crisp sound of every shot of the pistol is like a big drum knocking on his heart, one sound... Two sounds...······································································· ···七声································································································· On the side, he was fortunate to be lucky for his escape from birth. His goal is to park the car under the mountain. If he gets on the bus, can't he go?

Standing in front of a person, it seems to be the boss who is face-to-face all day long, what is he holding? what! No guns, just a dim sword, haha! As long as there is no gun, I am afraid of it? Don't you hide? He suddenly accelerated and slanted to the side of Zhang Xiaoqiang. He only had to distance himself from Zhang Xiaoqiang, and he must be able to escape.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked coldly at the man who ran diagonally to his right. He always paid attention to the entire gathering position. Whether it was the close of the zombie or the madness of the machine gunner, he was caught in the eyes, when some disabled zombies were on the ground. When the advancement is about to approach, he also knows, but he doesn't care. His men are not only allowed to shoot from long distances, but also close to the body. He just looks at the mood swings of every member of the combat team. The performance of the machine gunner is very good. Satisfied, the woman who gave the machine gun to the bomb also made him satisfied. He saw the old team member start to get the bayonet. He was very appreciative, but he saw Zhang Huai'an's escaping, and his face was black like a fat cook.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not pull out the desert eagle hanging around his waist. He was waiting for him with Jingweijian. It was cheap to kill him with a gun. The man smiled at Zhang’s mouth after seeing that he had no guns in his hand. More and more contemptuous, Zhang Xiaoqiang's Jingwei sword was more than one meter long, and the man ran across Zhang Xiaoqiang's side two meters away, and he would have to cross Zhang Xiaoqiang's side. Suddenly he felt his legs cool and his feet were numb. He is still running forward with his arms around his head.

He suddenly found himself flying, not up, but going forward and down, "Touching..." His right face fell on the ground covered with coarse sand and gravel, and the huge inertia kept his body constant. The ground gravel tumbling, the flesh on the face was rubbed and rubbed by the gravel, the dark red muscles and the white gums of the gums were exposed, and then the blood quickly rushed out to stain the gravel under his head, causing a huge pain. When the leg came up, he fell to the ground and saw his legs left behind. He screamed on the floor, and there was no feeling of coarse sand and gravel embedded in his wounds. With his The fracture of the rolling legs is constantly squirting blood, but this kind of injury can't let him die immediately. He can only mourn while rolling, and the screams of mourning pass to other people's ears. All people have a fight. There was no chill, but no one looked back and focused on the zombies in front of me.

With the man's seat model who is struggling on the ground ~lightnovelpub.net~ Zhang Huai'an's other men have no idea of ​​escape, they came out to see the man's misery and saw Zhang Xiaoqiang put his silvery waist around his waist The eagle smashed out, and he patrolled the crowd with a large, scary pistol. The broken leg man sighed behind him with his broken leg. This scene deeply guided the men who wanted to escape. They also learned other companions, and clumsily took out the rifle on the barrel and waited for the match.

Consistently timid Zhang Huai'an picked up the M1 Garland rifle thrown away, holding the barrel and rushing forward to accelerate, rushing to the zombie crawling in the vicinity, raising the rifle with both hands and turning hard. The dark red wooden gun squatted on the brain of the zombie, and the zombie’s brain immediately collapsed. He took the **** of the yellow brain from the brain of the zombie and rushed to the other side. The eruption of a zombie’s head, the always timid and cautious old policeman Zhang Huai’an, made everyone scream, especially his former colleagues. They didn’t expect the old policeman who was eating and dying to have an unknown side. The old policeman who was smoldering rushed to the forefront, and his men were also motivated by blood. They rushed behind the old policeman to join him in slaughtering the zombies crawling on the ground.

The disfigured ordinary zombies are not too dangerous. Their deterrent effect on human psychology is more terrible than their actual lethality. When the old police officers stand out, all the people are calm and they are no longer close. In the zombies of the late ruler, all the energy is placed on the corpse in front. The dark red gun **** in the old policeman’s hand has been dyed yellow and black. He took his men and men on the front and back, as long as they saw zombies. Close, whether standing or lying down is a shot, several men with rifles walking on the front line of the body ...···········.