A puffy earth spurted from the ground to the sky like a fountain. In the meantime, there were always zombies and torn pieces that were torn into pieces. The scattered soil sandwiched the large and small stones like a yellow-brown rain curtain to completely block the space. Only the armored incendiary bombs illuminate the fire on the concrete road when it ignites the flame.

On the edge of the eight large light chains are a dozen smaller light chains. These light chains shoot at a slower and slower speed. The dense spots are bright and dark. They are like a peeling at the edge of the corpse. The knives slowly thinned the dense corpses, countless zombies fell under these light chains, and countless zombies stepped on the ground and steadily approached.

"Boom····················································································· The waves of the sea were temporarily broken up. More than a dozen off-road vehicles rushed into the corpse within 100 meters. The heavy machine guns on the car kept shooting at the corpse. Forty members got off the bus and they carried the trunk. The petrol in the rushed to the place where the zombies were dozens of meters, and the gasoline in the oil pot was dumped.

The two vents that were blasted were replenished after two minutes, and the scattered zombies on the edge re-formed the battle. They stepped over to the players step by step, and finally the front zombies approached the dangerous range of 30-40 meters. Inside, more than a dozen S-type zombies suddenly accelerated to the players, and the ordinary zombies in the back also rioted. Although the intensive heavy machine bullets kept knocking down their companions, their speed increased. Points, some of the zombies hanging on the sides of the body also danced.

Seeing the zombies approaching, all the players throw away the oil pot and run backwards. They are all petrol at their feet. They dare not shoot and block. A newly joined team member sees the sea behind the wall like a mountain, and the two legs are scared. Soft, followed the other players and ran a few steps. One foot stepped on an oil pot that was thrown on the ground by other players. At the moment of the foot, the smooth oil pot was stepped out, and the players lost their weight. On the ground, the feet were twisted on the ground.

When he wanted to get up, he found that his right foot could not be forced. Lying on the ground, he looked at the fast-approaching S-type zombie and made a desperate call. With the last bit of clarity, he rummaged through the pocket to find a lighter. The next is the dry lawn that is wet by gasoline. He is willing to be burned to death and is not willing to be shredded and eaten by the corpse.

Just pulled out the lighter, the trembling thumb was constantly pulling on the grinding wheel, and suddenly the foot was pulled by something, then his body was dragged and slid on the grass filled with petrol, and the sudden force made him back. Slamming to the ground, the trembling right hand could no longer hold the little disposable lighter, and the lighter fell on the grass eroded by gasoline.

The body kept sliding, and he looked at the lighter that was getting farther and farther and mourned.

"Mom·················································

When the unlucky guy slipped on the ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang had a tight heart. The man was behind a dozen S-type zombies. There were countless ordinary zombies behind the S-type zombies. Others were burying their heads. Obviously this player The fierce and fierce, the player's action of touching the lighter was also seen by Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"Where to go, go there~·······"

Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted in the machine gun's nest. He didn't want the player to be burned alive. He would rather shoot him and kill him. This would make him less painful. The off-road vehicle slammed toward the front of the corpse. The two cars in the back did not know what happened. They saw the off-road vehicles under Zhang Xiaoqiang moving, and they followed.

The heavy machine gun in Zhang Xiaoqiang’s hand is the 24 type Mark heavy machine gun. It is also the most stored machine gun in the arsenal. The other machine guns do not add up to it. The 53-type heavy machine gun produced by the country has been given large-scale support to Vietnam. In his own home, there are also the heavy machine guns prepared for the remaining militia in the anti-Japanese and civil wars.

Since the water-cooled heavy machine gun was installed on the off-road vehicle, Wang Le modified it. The original small water tank was replaced with a large water tank, and a small float was installed as long as the water in the machine gun was lower than the standard. The water tank will automatically fill the water, and the Mark heavy machine gun is very durable. As long as the twist line is still there, the bullet can be shot continuously. As long as the striker and the shell can be guaranteed, the machine gun can continue shooting.

Now the unlucky player is still some distance away from the maximum range of the heavy machine gun. Zhang Xiaoqiang naturally wants to shoot close.

A very strong team member suddenly turned and ran backwards~lightnovelpub.net~ He ran to the lame player and picked up one of his feet and dragged him back to run. Seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang could not help but call it here. A good voice, when the team turned around, Zhang Xiaoqiang recognized him at a glance, it was the driver who rushed into the corpse with him, and the rider who rushed back to the letter to ask for help at noon.

One lying on the ground was pulled up by another person and naturally couldn't get up. Seeing that it was going to be caught by the S-type zombies, the players didn't look back, just the guy on the ground ran, and the players on the ground saw the zombies behind them. The more you chase, the more you start to struggle.

"Little cloth, run it, throw me down and run, I am grateful to you, you will die if you don't run again.·········"

The member called Xiaobu did not speak. Now he has no extra strength to talk. He just ran his head and ran forward. The heavy machine gun in the distance shot him behind him, but unfortunately, except for a dozen or so zombies. Others who have only been overthrown are already chasing after.

The lame player is not struggling. He is lying on the ground and watching the bullets flying like a meteor shower in the sky. The dark silence in his heart is the last moment left in life. Although the distance of tens of meters is not long, For the two of them now, it is the farthest distance in the world.

A black shadow appeared in his eyes, an S-shaped zombie had arrived behind them, and then another one. When the third zombie appeared, he was still counting the last time under his body. Now he is very Hey, I dragged my little cloth, and the zombies followed behind them, and the small cloth that was running out of breath was just blocking the angle of the machine gun.

At the same time, the three zombies leaped to them at the same time. After the screaming S-type zombies, several zombies showed their ugly figure. The players did not close their eyes. He looked at the S-type zombies and rushed to himself. .