A militia was screaming in amazement. He and Liu Wei were a team. Liu Wei was surrounded. He was naturally anxious and could not help but ask for help. When everyone looked together, they saw Liu Wei’s dancing door and wanted to withdraw. Come, unfortunately he is too deep, has been surrounded by mutant shrimp, can only rely on the door around the body to circle, the mutant shrimp is blocked, but his strength is almost exhausted, the speed of the door is getting slower and slower. Even the door is hung with a mutant shrimp caught on the edge of the door.

Zhang Xiaoqiang has the heart to rescue, but there are at least fifty or sixty people waiting to board the ship. Five or sixty people can't go up at the same time. There are people to cover them. Compared with one's life and death, Zhang Xiaoqiang can only choose to save more. people.

"Retreat··································································

Zhang Xiaoqiang suppressed the unwilling emotions in his heart and yelled at the crowd. Both the militia and the team members turned their heads and ran to the gentle slope.

Zhang Xiaoqiang turned to look at Liu Wei, who was struggling with the last strength. He knew that Liu Wei was also looking at them. Looking at the comrades who had evacuated, Liu Xin’s heart was filled with a sorrowful anger. He did not give up the tiger. The monk, he is a predecessor, self-motivated former taxi driver, the taste of being abandoned is very difficult, he sees the current situation, knows that they are doing it right, but when this happens to himself, he I can't stand it.

The right hand is still mechanically grasping the door and the circle is awkward. The pain of his arm has been forgotten by him. He looks at the comrades who have turned around and ran away. He wants to scream and want to scream, and his throat seems to be stuck. He couldn't scream, and the fear of death made him unconsciously speed up the dancing of the door. He was not afraid of death. He was afraid of being eaten by the mutant shrimp.

He saw Zhang Xiaoqiang staring at him. He burst into a hot brilliance in his eyes. He looked straight at Zhang Xiaoqiang and his eyes showed a thick request. He hoped Zhang Xiaoqiang could rush in to save him.

Subsequently, the heat and hope that broke out in his heart was like a hail, and Zhang Xiaoqiang’s eyes only had regrets. Zhang Xiaoqiang’s nephew was full of apologies under the fire of burning not far away.

"Head···· Give me a good time... Give me a good time... I shot and killed me... I don’t want to be eaten...········

Liu Wei had hopes and sent a final request to Zhang Xiaoqiang. He was willing to die in the hands of Zhang Xiaoqiang, and he was not willing to die in the mouth of the mutant shrimp. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Liu Wei and looked at the numerous mutant shrimps between them. The heart is extremely tangled. If there is a heavy machine gun below, he can lift the machine gun to sweep the road and rescue Liu Wei. If his horn gun is not embedded in the boat, he may be able to put Liu Wei on the horn gun. Come out, now he can't do anything.

"Ah...························································

"No, ah, the body is shaking..." will be collapsed if you accidentally..."

"Is it interesting? ····································································

Zhang Xiaoqiang came from behind and shouted at other people. He turned back and saw more mutant shrimp approaching the gentle slope. In front of him, countless mutant shrimps were approaching him.

"Quickly kill me... I don't have time... I killed me... I don't have the strength... I beg you.·····"

"Quick and fast...·Hurry up on the top... No time... No time...·"

Liu Wei and the words of the players behind him rushed into Zhang Xiaoqiang's eardrum. There was no time for three words to detonate his heart.

"what!!!"

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the sky and made an angry roar. The NP22 in his hand shot 14 bullets into the sky. When only one bullet remained, he aimed at Liu's forehead.

Looking at the gunhole of the black hole, Liu Wei’s crying face burst into a smile, showing a slight gratitude, nodding to Zhang Xiaoqiang, Liu Yu’s grateful face, such as a sharp sword deeply stabbed in Zhang Xiaoqiang’s heart, in the finger At the moment of triggering the trigger, he jumped to the muzzle and carried the big cheeks to the mutant shrimp of Liu Wei’s calf.

Liu Wei wondered the mutant shrimp at the foot. There was no movement. A shot was shot. The half of his head on his nose was broken. Only Liu Wei, who had the lower half of his head, opened his arms to the shrimps. A flame-burning burning bottle flew off the boat and squatted on the ground under his feet. At the moment he fell, the flames rose up and rolled him into the flames.

The second bullet was not shot by Zhang Xiaoqiang. He knew who was shooting with dynamic vision. On the side of the ship, in a crowd of people watching anxiously, a young militia indifference put down the 81-type rifle in his hand. It was Chi Yong, Liu. He is the second person he personally killed. He is the big brother of the opposite **** who he sees as his brother. He wants to kill him with a big brother who is a big man. The taxi driver who is bold, hard, violent, and ferocious. .

"What are you doing? ··············································································

Zhang Xiaoqiang yelled at the chaotic crowd, dying to vent his depression~lightnovelpub.net~ Then he took a deep look at the burning body, turned and ran to the bottom of the gentle slope, hands clasped I lived in a small car, shouted, dragged the body, and the arms were forced. The car was thrown out by Zhang Xiaoqiang, and the rolling room hit the swarm of shrimp.

Zhang Xiaoqiang threw the car out and pulled out the NP22 to quickly change the magazine. When the car continued to roll, the three bullets hit the car tank together. The car slammed a flame and burned in the shrimp group.

"The following people... catch the rope tied to the waist.·····Everyone is a one·······”

Yang Keer’s anxious shouting came from above. A rope made of a safety belt hanged down the hull. When he saw the rope, Zhang Xiaoqiang gave a sigh of relief and his body was deeply tired and occupied...

One of the dead, lived 51, this account is not a loss, whether it is Zhang Xiaoqiang or the people who climbed to the boat are heavy, looking at the dense mutant shrimp collected under the boat, no one feels nervous and afraid, They are on a deck of up to eight meters. If the mutant shrimps pile up to a height of eight meters, I believe that they will only be burned by a fire. Behind them, there are gasoline and tires.

The gentle slopes that the former crowd climbed became the only channel for the mutant shrimps. The barriers caused by various broken cars to the mutant shrimps are much higher than those of humans. At least humans have hands and feet, heights, good climbing, and mutant shrimps can only be backed. Its tortoise shell slowly creeps slowly, and most of the time it will be stuck in one place.

The situation has stabilized. I watched the time and was about to go to 11 o'clock in the middle of the night. From 8 o'clock, they and the mutant shrimps for three hours. These three hours let them throw away three lives, two of which were found If you don't come back, don't include escapers, let alone those who have been slightly injured, seriously injured, and have lost their right foot forever and become a waste.