A forearm with five claws fell on the roof of the car. When it bounced, it fell under the car. Suddenly, a claw was lost and the S2 lost its center of gravity. It leaned to the side and wanted to regain balance. Before he stood still, Zhang Xiaoqiang’s right arm swung from his leg.

The standing S2 left thigh is separated from his body, even if the claw on his right foot is buckled on the iron on the roof of the car, but his body is still leaning outwards, and it will fall on the roof. The iron that was caught by the claws on its feet was also creaking, and a half-inch long break was brought out by the barb claws on the S2 foot.

The "brush" flashes the yellow fluorescent afterimage from the remaining one of the S2's thighs, the second thigh is out of the S2's body, and the half-S2 falls over the bumpy roof, with the body The shaking is constantly rolling.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes are round, biting his teeth and looking at the S2 rolling under his feet. The mouse blade that is clenched in his hand is shining brightly, and there is no stain on the edge of the curved knife. With Zhang Xiaoqiang's right arm falling again, the sharp edge is at A small narrow slit was cut from the skin on the roof, missing on the only remaining claw of the S2, and the only remaining arm of the S2 was pushed down the car by the body.

A big foot wearing a military shoe will smash the car under the roof of the zombie stick, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not cut its head, no need, this S2 without limbs can only climb on the ground like a locust Zhang Xiaoqiang is also an alternative type of killing.

Dragging the dead machine gunner into the machine gun nest, Zhang Xiaoqiang took a good bullet from the ammo box and pressed it into the machine, pulling the bolt, and the long-lost heavy machine gun sounded again.

The fiery red hot flame illuminates Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, and it is unclear whether it is the reflection of the heavy machine gun flame or the anger in his eyes. There is a kind of embarrassment in his heart, if he does not take these players into the corpse to save people. The machine gunner will not die, but the machine gunner is already dead. It is useless to say that much, Zhang Xiaoqiang vents all the anger in the front of the corpse.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang used the assault rifle to shoot, he was lucky. But when he operated the heavy machine gun, he was like a god. The power twice that of the ordinary person made him feel the violent vibration when the heavy machine gun was launched. The sharp eyes that match the telescope can make He corrected his trajectory in the first place. He didn't use a machine gun to shoot, but he held the trigger in both hands and sent the bullets out.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is using a heavy machine gun as a rifle. Although it is a shot, the launch speed is not slow, and a low-pitched gunshot sounds into a line, giving a feeling of continuous sweeping.

A heavy bullet with flashing lights shattered the head of a zombie ugly, with a zombie's head split like a broken watermelon, giving the skull a piece of debris, flying yellow brains, black The blood caught some broken fangs and fell to the surrounding rain.

A chain of two hundred and fifty round bullets was shot, the roadside was covered with lost bodies, the off-road vehicle merged with the old liberation, Zhang Xiaoqiang stood up and waved his fingers to the exit, and the old liberated driver nodded his head and stepped on the gas pedal. The old liberation roared from the side of the off-road vehicle, followed by a 180-degree turn of the off-road vehicle, hit three or four zombies and followed the old liberation.

Following the old liberation of the S-type zombie group is now behind the off-road vehicle, Zhang Xiaoqiang re-pressed the bullet, turned the gun to the back, a grain of heavy bullets into the corpse, will run in the front of the zombie headshot.

Zhang Xiaoqiang, they have already cleaned up the road in the future. The zombies in front of them have not been scaled up and they have been cleared by heavy machine guns. The old and ruthless people in the old liberated wooden carriages have begun to live up, including two. The young man in his teens was holding a wooden guardrail and pointing at Zhang Xiaoqiang who shot.

"Touch ········" The old liberation overwhelmed the body of the zombie who was killed, the side wheel vacated, "ah···············" two screams, the two A courageous young man was taken out of the car. When the two men rolled on the ground, the crowd in the carriage began to scream and stop.

The old liberation seems to slow down the speed, "Touch ·······" a 53-type 7.62 mm bullet will smash the rear view mirror on the left side of the old liberation, and the speed of the old liberation suddenly mentions it. Get up, let the crowd in the rear compartment scream and stop parking.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the two young people who were about to be drowned by the corpse. They pulled the trigger in both hands, and two heavy bullets rushed into their eyebrows to explode their heads.

This was just an episode for Zhang Xiaoqiang. He started shooting at the S-type zombie group behind him. When his car entered the street building, he opened the gun and threw the bullet chain with dozens of bullets left. , put on a bullet chain full of bullets to open the insurance caution.

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In the distance is a four-story small restaurant. The signboard above is Yang Ma Restaurant. The Xiaoyang Building was not built for a long time. The exterior wall tiles can be reflected in the light. A head that is not much bigger than the monkey head appears in the corner of the roof. There are not many of his heads exposed. It is not necessary to see what is under the small building. Zhang Xiaoqiang’s eyes can clearly see the black skin folds on his head.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not control the zombies behind him. He carefully observed the roofs in front of him. He didn't know how many zombies were lying on the roof. The evolution rate of the type 2 zombies was 1500:1. He didn't know the value. No, there are 100,000 zombies in this county. Even if the D-type and the S-type are half, the S2 zombies are counted down.

A shadow fell from the sky and printed on the front of the old liberation compartment. The men and women in the carriage squatted in the carriage to endure the fierce bumps. No one found an S2 above their head. It would be like a wielding. The death of a sickle to collect their lives.

S2 huddled into a group and smashed down to the old liberation. Zhang Xiaoqiang’s heavy guns and hot guns kept aiming at the S2 that slammed down. He saw that S2 was about to fall into the carriage, and his hands were tight. “Tower·Tower·Tower” The sound of the 54-type heavy machine gun shot constantly rang in his ear.

A stream of flickering bullets pierced the hole in the body of the S2 black scorpion. The S2 cup has it. He can no longer huddle his body. The impact of heavy machine gun bullets on it will continue. Later, the heavy machine guns in Zhang Xiaoqiang’s hands did not stop for a moment, and S2 continued to fly backwards with the black blood bullets on his body.

The old liberation galloped below, and S2 flew over the old liberation. This rare scene was seen by the driver of the off-road vehicle.