Still not finished, the militia knew that he had to kill this D-type zombie. For a time, he was very emotional and beating around the zombies. The long knife in his hand kept swinging, falling on the limbs of the zombies again and again. During the separation, the zombies were cut off from the limbs.

The zombies without limbs rolled on the table. It shouted loudly and wanted to stand up again. Unfortunately, it lost the cost of standing forever. Only a bite of teeth extended its mouth to make a bite.

The militia panted and looked at the zombies on the ground. The zombies were at his feet, but they could no longer cause any harm to him. He turned to look at his captain. The militia captain had put down the knife shield and smiled at him. Appreciating his thumb, and his comrades looked at him with a look of adoration, his face was full of excitement, unconsciously, he has become the idol of his classmates.

The militia turned back and looked at the boundless crowds. This time he didn't feel ashamed. He only felt that a strange emotion was rushing in his heart, and his throat began to itch, so that he couldn't help but want to lick something...

"Oh!!!"

The crowd below smashed out one by one, and the snoring shook the world. Yang Keer, who was sitting in the car and dozing off, screamed at the ear. Yang Keer’s front row sat with Zhang Xiaoqiang and Zhang Xiaoqiang listened to a huge cheer. The sound concussion eardrum, the wrinkled brow unfolded, Zhang Xiaoqiang was very comfortable at the moment, he enjoyed this kind of cheer, as if the cheer was shouting for him.

Today, this play was deliberately arranged by Zhang Xiaoqiang. In fact, it is not difficult to kill the zombies. The ordinary people can do it with a little exercise. Zhang Xiaoqiang’s killing of the first D-type zombie is just beginning to exercise. At that time, he still has no shield. Killing the zombies with the help of the spirit machine, let alone Yuan Yi, as a woman, she killed the D-type zombies with bare hands.

What is really difficult is the human heart. It is their fearful heart. The fear builds a high wall in their hearts. They don’t want to look outside the wall. The wall can make them feel safe for a while, but they can’t make them feel safe forever. In a safe gathering place, they are squandering their lives. Once the safe place is not safe, even if they have the ability to kill the zombies, they will become the lambs to be closed because of the walls in their hearts.

Because the panic caused by killing zombies is permeated in these people's hearts, they dare not face zombies because of their walls. In depression, they think of finding the same kind of venting. Zhang Xiaoqiang used the shackles today to fight the five bodies of children. Using the militia to face the D-type zombies as ordinary people is to tell them that zombies are far safer than humans, and hope that by today, let them break the walls of their hearts.

The crying outside was one after another. People cheered and vented. They saw it, saw hope, saw the hope of mankind, and saw their hopes of defeating the evolutionary zombies like militia.

Suddenly, the cheers were silent. The militia on the stage raised their hands and let the following people take their voices. At this moment, the militia seemed to be attached to the spirit, and there was a majesty and calmness in the hope. He lifted the knife and let the people below take it. Carefully place the shield on the floor, walk to the zombie, and lift your foot on the chest of the D-type zombie.

The long knife was lifted high, the zombies at the foot were struggling to wiggle, and the body of the militia trembled with the twist of the zombies. The people below held their breath and looked straight at the hands on the table. Familiar and unfamiliar back.

"what!"

The militia screamed loudly, and the long knife made a sword. It pierced from the forehead of the zombie. In an instant, the zombies couldn’t move, and they died under the long knife. The people below gave a bigger cheer. The crowd was crazy. They laughed and cried. Shouting, screaming, they hugged each other comfortably, and they sang together loudly, as if the zombies on the stage were killed by them.

The militia who killed the zombies was lifted up by his comrades, and the four militiamen took the corpse of the zombies and walked down the stage. Sven, Wen Ting, with glasses, walked to the stage with a microphone. Standing on the stage, from the left to the right, the eyes swept down the stage, it was strange, seeing his eyes, the front row of people automatically received the gods, and finally, the noisy sound gradually subsided from front to back, the people under the stage Looking up and waiting for Huang Tingwei to speak.

"Below... below... below..."

Through the microphone in the hand, through the high-pitched trumpet placed on one side, Huang Tingwei’s words spread throughout the gathering place, and a burst of echoes in the far air.

"I will tell you about the basic situation about zombies..."

Most people don’t understand zombies. They always think that zombies are mysterious and invincible. Now they have broken the myth that zombies can’t be defeated. They still don’t know what zombies are, since Huang Tingwei is on stage. Tell, they both erect their ears and listen carefully.

"Zombies, in fact, people are changing..."

Everyone knows that they are not impatient and wait to hear the following.

"...in the brain, you can block obstacles, or hurt the limbs of the zombies, and block them, then hit their brains..."

Huang Tingwei said that there was a noisy crowd of people below. People were whispering. Before the militia gave them a demonstration, they had already had a general idea. Huang Tingwei’s words only gave them a summary, and they began to think about it. The possibility of killing the zombies yourself.

"...the cold weapon is better than the gun. There is no sound, the zombie will not hear it, and it is a safe area 40 meters away. It can be tempted... The zombie smells sensitive, and the zombies must be in the downwind 40 meters away... ”

Said here, many people consciously closed their mouths, this is what they want to know most, zombies are boundless, can kill one, ten, but you can not kill a hundred, Mingzhe who knows, the key moment It is still the best policy.

"...the zombies are not terrible, but the evolutionary zombies are terrible. What you saw just now is the evolutionary zombies. We classify them as D-type zombies. We already know D2 type D3, not to mention D4 or even higher, facing D2 or above. Zombies, no matter who you are, no matter what kind of weapon you have in your hands, don't think about how to be a hero. The only thing you can do is to lower your head, pick up your ass, and how far you can run. The morphological characteristics of the D2 zombies are..."

The evolutionary zombies mentioned by Huang Tingwei are not only concerned by ordinary people, but all the gathering forces including Liu Zhenghua are listening carefully to ~lightnovelpub.net~ while listening to the record, the camp has opened the zombies. Veil, showing all kinds of zombies in the ears, S-type zombies, D-type zombies, Z-shaped zombies, corpse tides, corpse seas, and the most effective weapons against the zombies, the flames, these camps have no possession, the original books Tell the story and let the gathering know a new world.

"The following are the key points, remember, remember, can't remember, and wait to be eaten later. I am not alarmist. You are now, at this moment, give me an ear to listen carefully, which is related to your future life and death.

Don't hurt yourself before you encounter a zombie, don't have any blood, don't take the menstrual woman to find food, don't kill yourself when you find the zombies, no matter how much you hate him, no matter how old he kills you, Dad, got on your woman, burst your chrysanthemum, you can't hurt any of his fingers, blood, once there is **** smell, the zombies within a square will come over.

If there is wind, then a few kilometers of zombies will come over, not my majesty, you can not believe, but if you believe, you have to be sure to go out and never see blood..."

Huang Tingwei talked about it here, all the people are listening, with fear on his face, as if they have already gone to the wild, facing countless zombies, only one person is different from other people’s expressions. This is a woman, a woman is five big and three thick. The eyebrows are hanging, the face is covered with dense pockmarks, and the long hair is withered.

Such a woman, I believe that no man will have any interest, the only thing that makes people look good is that this woman has not been hungry, knuckles are thick, but there is meat.

Women and girls are male, others are scared, only she is thoughtful, a smile on her lips, as if she got the good news she dreamed of.