Chapter 199: Remotely?

When the tide of dark red hair began to appear, the three sons continued to use rifles to block them, and they could see that mice were killed and continually rushed up. They started to feel struggling.
The three sons looked at the endless stream of rats coming to this side. They also had some guilty feelings. He took the team members while retreating and slamming. It was not far from running out. A few dozen big mice suddenly popped up and ran in the rat tide. The last player.
The big mouse bites all the things that can be bitten on him. His face is affixed to it by a few mice. The mouse's claws slammed into his flesh. The sharp teeth put the flesh on his face. Tearing off and swallowing, he rolled his face on the ground, and a member of the team saw the companion's horror and helped him. This small stop made them drown together by the rat.
It is said that the three eyes are reddish, and there are only nine elites who have been soldiers in their hands. No matter whether they used to be soldiers or pigs, as long as they are trained by the complete recruits, they are the most elite. Fold in three, the combat squad is a total of few people?
Since Zhang Xiaoqiang formed a combat group, he was only 11 people at the beginning. Later, he continued to expand. Nowadays, men and women are only in their early 60s. They have experienced many battles in the past few days, except for the two deserters who were executed by Zhang Xiaoqiang. There is no one in the hair.
Now I have just set up an elite team, or his direct team, equipped with the best equipment in the whole base, holding the best rifles, each with a 92-type pistol, bulletproof vest, polymerized helmet, and truly armed to the teeth. First, he was defeated by the siege of hundreds of zombies, and he died three times under the attack of the rat. He felt very embarrassed and even had an idea that he was not this piece of material.
Zhang Xiaoqiang comforted the three sons. In his opinion, the three sons have done a good job. Although his actions several times today have been shackled like a funeral dog, he still has the greatest potential to save his life.
Zhang Xiaoqiang is not bad at materials, not bad food. He is a poor person, 10,000 people are not too much, and one person is not too small. Although the three sons do not understand any tactical arrangements, they do not understand the precise command, but he can see that something is wrong. The person retreats, although it is compromised, but it can also be completely preserved. If you change your mind to a slightly slower point, it has probably been wiped out twice.
Zhang Xiaoqiang has already confirmed that these mice are all mutated mice. They live underground in prisons. The grain storage is their nursery and restaurant. The three sons are disturbing the big mice. These big mice don’t want to glare at them. Here, Zhang Xiaoqiang was surrounded by them.
Now the food is not lacking for a while. Everyone carries a pot of water, and there is no shortage of drinking water. A green lacquered iron ammunition box is placed in the watchtower, and the ammunition is not lacking. The rats outside the wall still don’t know. How much, they continue to gather together with the hills formed by the mice and want to cross the wall.
Zhang Xiaoqiang’s men have been holding the mouse for more than two hours. The rats are not afraid of death. They don’t know how tired they are. But Zhang Xiaoqiang’s men can’t do it. They haven’t received high-intensity combat training at all. Now they can only insist on their simple mouse. Fear.
The shooting frequency on the guard building began to slow down. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the watch and looked up at the sky. Now it seems that there is nothing missing, but Zhang Xiaoqiang knows the worst thing, the most terrible thing.
If they can't solve the problem of the mouse before the night, get the night, the mouse may sneak through the wall in the dark, there is no high-power generator, high-power spotlights have become furnishings, no wood, at night Can't use the bonfire lighting, his men have not reached the level of equipped night vision, but this may cause the night to be devastated.
"唰··唰···" sounded like a sharp arrow breaking the air and interrupted Zhang Xiaoqiang's meditation. He looked up at the sound, and a sharp object with a shadow across the sky sank to the wall. inside.
These sharp objects are like the ancient archers in dense scattering, the thickness of a chopsticks, and the sharp spikes of about half a meter long arrow plunged into scattered rat bodies and open spaces on the ground. Some of them are left on the black brick wall of the arsenal. The next white spot fell to the ground, and more flew to the crowd on the watchtower who was shooting.
"Ah..." was screaming, Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped up and rushed into the guardian building and stepped upstairs. Three or four men were dragged to the side and sat down. Half a meter long spike, Wang Chongzheng took off the thorns on a person, these spikes were tied into the person's body, and as these spikes were pulled out in turn, the red blood quickly poured out on him. The yellow military uniform is dyed red.
In addition, there are two people lying on the ground, life and death, and the body is full of these spikes~EbookFREE.me~ Looks like two hedgehogs falling on the ground, blood oozing continuously along the wound slowly Forming a pool of blood on the ground, the dark red blood rushed out of the gap on the pool of blood and slowly extended to Zhang Xiaoqiang's foot. Zhang Xiaoqiang threw a bottle of hemostatic powder to Wang Chong, who was bandaging the wounded, and went through the window of the watchtower. Look outside.
The platform on the watchtower was previously covered by many broken mouse bodies. Later, the three sons brought people out of these disgusting things, but now the platform is covered with countless spikes and yellows in addition to the blood marks stained by the mouse. The copper shells were covered, and the wall was also pierced with a small mung bean-sized pit.
The uninjured players were in a panic. Some people continued to shoot with guns. Some people quickly placed the hollowed out ammunition boxes on the platform into small bunkers. The three children kept yelling at the people around them. From time to time, the gun was shot to the side of the wall to shoot a long shot.
Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that the situation was not as bad as he thought, and looked up to look at the wall. The rats were slowly forming the rat mountain upwards. It may be because the rifle's suppression shots have weakened a lot, and the speed of their formation has accelerated. Zhang Xiaoqiang thought that his eyes were looking at the flowers when he crossed the wall and looked at the open space behind the Rat Hill. He took out the telescope and observed it carefully.
Zhang Xiaoqiang, who is 100 meters away from the wall, saw a dozen large things slowly creeping to the side. These things are about the size of the big water tank that Zhang Xiaoqiang saw in the country. They can’t see their bodies together. The real face, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the culprit of the launching spikes, it is they, their group of bodies on the body like a porcupine lists countless spikes.
The ten times telescope brought the thorns on their bodies close to their eyes. When they saw these things, Zhang Xiaoqiang took a breath of cold, and now the mice have begun to develop remotely?