Zhang Xiaoqiang was half lying on the ground, arched his back and looked at the distance, dressed in a short kimono and dressed up in the bright moon, smiled a little, agitated the gang to turn his head and spit out a **** water, rushing to the moon and shouting:

"I have...and kill them and give me revenge..."

"bump……."

The right face was a giant shock, and he was kicked with his ankle. Zhang Xiaoqiang’s eyes suddenly turned black, and he could no longer support it. His back was on the uneven ground. The huge syncope made him look blurred, compared to the left and right legs. The pain in the pain, his brain hurts more, the whole brain is stirred into the soya-bean milk machine, and the voice coming from around is stretched indefinitely until it is stuck.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes were faint, shaking his mind slightly, seemingly fainting, and as his voice gradually became clearer, he sighed with a low anger: "Shoo..."

"嗖......." "哼......"

The arrow rang, Zhang Xiaoqiang’s left leg suddenly became numb, and then there was a painful pain. Before he understood it, the right arm of the right leg was kicked and dropped, and he fell heavily on the side. Screaming, the bowstring screams, Zhang Xiaoqiang's dynamic vision flashes sharp arrows across the short space, piercing from his shoulder blade, rotating the arrow to smash the military uniform, continue to deepen, the long arrow shaft disappears, when the arrow When I paused, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn’t help but scream:

"The killing is just the beginning, everyone will give you a good time..."

At this time, Zhang Xiaoqiang finally understood the feeling of Luo Dazuo when he asked for mercy. He was not afraid of death. He was afraid that life and death could not be. Is this now? No one cares about him. The ten long arrows still point to his heart. The places that can't be seen, the low and hoarse voice are shouting:

"Throw away the weapon, take off your clothes, hold your head and kneel down..., or else..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang was nailed to the ground by an arrow, looking up at the blue sky. He never thought about this day. He never thought that he would be killed by a group of human beings. He thought about his various methods of death. The zombies were eaten, shredded by the high-level zombies, and died together with the mutant beast. They were even killed by guns and killed by rockets. Among the various death methods, they were not nailed into **** and waited to be killed.

However, even then, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not have any unwillingness and anger. His heart had already settled. He experienced countless lives and deaths, countless **** killings, whether it was a zombie or a human being dead in his hands. At this moment, he recalled his house in Y City, the old house that his parents left for him to marry.

There is no such relative in the house, but the memory of his last life is the return of his soul. The environment in which he lives is the worst in his life. Even if the past storms have reached the last moment, he has a chance. But now, ten arrows are pointing at his head, and you can't blink him into a hedgehog.

In the limbs, in addition to the left arm, the two legs and the right arm are nailed in the thick soil layer, not to mention the struggle, even shivering and shivering, one move is the pain of the heart, unable to look up the sky He waited for the countdown to life.

He naturally heard and did not count on the surrounding calls. This was a dead end. In the eyes of the people, only Ming Yueyue was worthy of round-up. Although he also shot many people, his ability to use was too common. The firearms are not out of total. As long as the moon is put down, the weapons are not enough. He has no value as a hostage. There is a new era of mourner helicopters and depleted ray pistols. Some are ways to control this heart to mankind.

"Don't hurt him any more, as long as he gets hurt a little more..."

"Stupid woman, if you do it, I will still die. People don't care about me at all. They care about you..., ah!!!"

Zhang Xiaoqiang interrupted the screaming of Yan Mingyue, and was about to remind her that the bowstring was ringing again, and the pain in the lower abdomen was so painful that I couldn’t see it. This long arrow was nailed to his stomach, and I wonder if he would break his intestines. The severe pain made him unable to speak again, and he insisted on the teeth, and kept sweating coldly, waiting for the pain of the small intestines to dissipate.

The hot blood flows down the wound to the ground and accumulates in a pool of blood. The ground beneath him is wet, and the wet clothes are tight on the body. It is difficult to accept. If you can choose, Zhang Xiaoqiang is willing to take off his clothes and die. At least I can feel more comfortable.

The danger that he had never had before completely lost his hope. For him, the ease of this moment made him safe. Although there were too many regrets, he would not cause too much confusion for him. He was not at all concerned. A little person without lungs.

"The birth of the red strip, the death of the red strip? Is it very good?"

At this moment, his brain is more clear than ever. He wants to think about death. In addition, there are several people he really cares about, from his heart, Yang Keer, Yuan Yi, Hee, and his unborn child. .

"Don't hurt him! I am willing to hand over the weapon..."

When I heard the trembling in the voice of Yan Mingyue, Zhang Xiaoqiang’s heart was slightly grateful. More is to blame the stupidity of Mingyue. If you turn around and you will run, the eucalyptus that cannot catch up will not kill him. Bringing him back to treatment is also his only way of life, but he didn't think that Ming Mingyue could be the same, and it is true according to the woman's IQ.

So there is only one choice left. Hey Mingyue kills the eucalyptus, and eucalyptus kills him and gives him a good time. At least he can avenge him. The most potent choice is to swear by the moon, which is the worst.

Compared with the ability shown by Yu Mingyue, and her non-human identity, once she is exposed, she will be controlled by the new era as a rare treasure. No hair will hurt her, but Zhang Xiaoqiang, who is not important. It became the focus of their trials. There were absolutely a lot of tortures. Zhang Xiaoqiang was not a hard-working underground party member. He naturally said something, but he knew too much. Once he was discovered, his true identity would have the consequences. Disaster, so Zhang Xiaoqiang is willing to die.

While he was anxious, two screams screamed and heard two muffled sounds. The sharp ratine blade and a broken long sword were not far from him, looking at the handle. His little mouse king blade, Zhang Xiaoqiang's quiet heart beats violently.

The ability of the Rat King's Blade to extend has always been the most frequently used means by Zhang Xiaoqiang. It does not account for machine guns. This thing is light and flexible, and has a huge lethality. Not to replace bullets. Zhang Xiaoqiang may use heavy machine guns to shoot more ordinary zombies than the Rat King. Blade, but when dealing with the D3 zombies, the heavy machine gun is definitely not as good as the Rat King.

At this moment, the Rat King's Blade is not far from him. Unfortunately, he was nailed to the ground by five long arrows. If the limbs are still good, he can break free of the muscles and he can get out and get it. He didn't dare to move the long arrow. Who knows if he will tear his intestines down?

The small rat's blade is ignored, this thing is smaller than the fruit knife, and the large rat king blade becomes the target of the euphoria team leader, and the rat king blade that cuts off the three alloy swords Looking at the smooth cut of the broken sword, suddenly sucking a cold breath, it is no wonder that even the alloy shield can not stop, it is a precious variation material.

"You put him, I can take the soldiers back and compensate you for your homeopathy..."

Yan Mingyue will not really do what the eucalyptus team said. It is even more difficult for her to take off her clothes in front of so many people than to kill her. Fortunately, there are thousands of fully armed soldiers behind her. Let the remaining 60-year-old yinhua soldiers all change color, and only one person in the moon will not be able to solve it, let alone thousands of armed men behind her.

The eucalyptus army is equipped with bulletproof functions. The 7.62 mm bullets can not cause damage to them. Only the large-mouth machine gun can easily penetrate their protection. Coincidentally, the armed personnel who have just captured the logistics base have obtained a large number of machine guns.

Not counting Zhang Xiaoqiang’s own hug, he killed twelve machine guns~lightnovelpub.net~ This is twelve large caliber machine guns, not to mention that armed men would have had many five-four high-altitude machine guns. These machine guns They are all mounted on steel bulletproof trailers and are pulled by humans. The flexibility and accuracy can be guaranteed. It is a good grafting method.

More than 30 new and old 12.7mm machine guns are aimed at, not to mention a new era. Even if it is a bright moon, they can't guarantee that they are not obstructed, so the two sides began to stalemate at the moment.

"Who are you, why are you attacking our supply base? The person in charge of the base? You let him come to see us, and all the prisoners you have captured..."

"call……."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who has been breathing and thinking, finally breathed a sigh of relief. He is countless and will miss the subordinates of Mingyue, or he will think that the regular army of the new era of cleaning the battlefield is too strong. The soldiers of the new era will soon come up to control the battlefield. Once they are controlled by the hills, Yan Mingyue will be completely in a disadvantage, and no more people will be able to attack the position.

Yan Mingyue’s mouth sneer, but the psychedelic eyes always aim at Zhang Xiaoqiang, who is twitching in the pool of blood. Behind her, thousands of armed men who are timid and full of numbness are already in place, with the hesitation of Eucalyptus. The follow-up troops are bringing all kinds of weapons over. After the three-meter-wide mechanical cymbal is also brought over, no one can remain calm and step back without a trace. The power of the mechanical shackles is not necessarily too heavy. Machine guns, but no one is sure that they can hide, this thing is much stronger than the hot weapon.

"Now we can talk about it, let him go, let me go, or you will be buried with him..."

Yan Mingyue hands and hands. With the abdomen, subconsciously obscuring the spring, a pair of bright shining eyes inadvertently swept Zhang Xiaoqiang, looking at the other eucalyptus evolutionary moments full of killing.