Vol 3 Chapter 1277: Moscow

Haizu violence. On the 21st day, in the suburb of Moscow, the capital of Russia, nearly ten million zombies lost less than eight million in the final four years of elimination, and eight million zombies except less than one in ten ordinary zombies In addition, the rest are all evolutionary zombies, more than seven million evolutionary zombies, and more than one-tenth of the type 2 zombies. For any force, the zombies here are a huge threat, but today, when the time is broken The continued gunfire re-emerged in the quiet city for a long time.
The chaos of the guns caused the commotion of the zombies, countless S2, S3 zombies rushed to the gunshots, behind these zombies, the zombie sea began to flow, as if the water slowly poured over there, the zombie madness just started, far The gunshots stopped at the same time, so that the horror of the horror was suddenly stagnant, the speed of the surging was slower and slower, and then stopped. At this moment, the early spring wind with the chill caught, the weak blood in the wind made the zombie sea Once again, this time, it was more turbulent than the last time. Many D2 zombies were no longer willing to be in the middle of the team. They swept the zombies around them and cleaned up a road to charge forward. More S-type zombies such as fleas. Usually jumping on the head of the corpse, there is also a bad luck jump to D2 head was caught and fell into a patties.
One of the fastest S4 zombies, the white body, is like a white ghost. It first appeared at the source of the blood. It didn’t fall to the nearest body. The zombie figure was superb, more than the average person’s vision. Even so, Still caught by the big hand basin, the zombie less than one meter is like a grasshopper in this huge palm. It can’t move. The big hand is slightly tightened, and the firecracker-like bone cracks, the zombie burst into plasma. From the gap between the fingers of the giant palm, this powerful S4 zombie can not even be screamed, it is squeezed into flesh and blood, the huge palms will throw away the body, and then fly again, but will be another A S4 zombie rushed to explode.
The scattered plasma flutters in the air, and the giant-like stunned eyes look at the S-type zombies that have been thrown at him in the distance, and the body of the ten-meter-high body is like a mountainous majestic, in every corner around him. There are incomplete corpses in the body. Every corpse is very dead. There are no corpses in the body. There are hundreds of corpses in the middle of the corpse. There are also iron scorpions and hundreds of gimmicks.
"Retreat..." Iron Zhongyuan screamed and retreated with more than a hundred flexible figures. When they quit three hundred meters, hundreds of S3 zombies rushed to the side of Wanqiang and rushed to the surrounding bodies. Pounced, but none of them attacked Wanqiang, but the Wanqiang, who had already fallen into a state of killing, was not willing to let them go. A roar, the invisible air trembled like a meandering water, shrouded all the zombies within 400 meters. In the next second, the invisible fluctuations caused the zombies to burst their heads, like a staggering jump of a headless devil, and then fell to the ground and died.
Hundreds of zombies fell to the side of Wanqiang, so that his stalwart figure was full of arrogance and temper. Iron Zhongyuan had no image of Yushu Lingfeng before. Fluffy hair did not know how to wash for a few days. Rough, and his clothes on his clothes, even his sensible eyes and Wanqiang are generally only after the killing of the madness, the only better than Wanqiang is that he also knows to control his emotions.
"That said, where is your next hiding place..." In the middle of the iron is a Russian bearded man, the ears on both sides of this bearded cheek are gone, the nose is only the upper half, and there are two blacks in the nostrils. The hole, the red muscles looming the protruding bones, the empty eyes are insensitive, and he did not react much to the inquiry of the iron Zhongyuan.
The slow response of this indifferent Russian did not cause iron anger in the Central Plains. The same dull eyes kept watching this guy. After thirty seconds, he waved and said to the surrounding big man: "Take it down and eat it." , change one over..."
Soon, more than a dozen instinctive aunts surrounded the guy and madly tore. In the plasma spattering of the group, the Russian bearded man was eaten by a corpse, and a young Russian with a twisted fracture of his right arm pulled from behind. Come over, Shu Han pulled his hair like a sack and slipped from the side of the corpse. He looked at the large intestines on the ground and the internal organs such as the liver and lungs. The young man with blood on his face was screaming in horror. The empty eyes were a little more spiritual in his extreme fear, and the tears flowed like a twisted faucet.
"The next stronghold is there?" Iron Zhongyuan still asked in plain, indifferent Russian. The young Russians who were crying in front of him were about seventeen and eighty years old. They were still young when they broke out in the last days. The whole person was in a state of paralysis, and did not respond to the inquiry of Tiezhongyuan. He slammed softly, and the right ear of the crying old child suddenly fell off his face and slammed into the ground. No one saw what cut him. The ear, even he himself did not know that the ear was cut off, staring at the ground, and the iron Zhongyuan did not urge it, turning his head to look like a giant in the zombie group like a Titan giant.
Wanqiang is getting stronger and stronger, leaving the last shackles of human nature, arbitrarily sucking people's blood, and finally breaking through the five-level limit. There is a momentum to destroy the heavens and the ground, even if the T95 tank can not open his chest. The front armor of the main battle tank can't stop the strong fist. Unfortunately, the time of waking up is getting shorter and shorter, and the temper is getting more and more violent. If you don't pay attention, it will lead him to go crazy. After being transformed by Wanqiang. There are no fewer than a thousand people in the shape of a big man. Now there are only a few hundred people left. Most of them are killed by Wanqiang. Only killing can make Wanqiang satisfy, so that he can get a moment of sobriety.
Thirty seconds is enough for the older child to feel the pain of cracking ears. He sighs on the ground and cries, and he is turned back to the iron of the original, and he stepped on his heart and looked at him with fear. The enlarged pupil said, "The next stronghold is there?"
The older child was tormented by the tears of the brain, but he ignored it. This time his nose was gone, his nose was the most sensitive, and after he blew his blood, he didn’t even have the strength to scream. The thoughts returned to his mind and looked up at the man in front of the devil.
"You still have a chance, where is the next stronghold?" This time he heard the inquiry clearly and immediately hoarsely said: "In the subway, in the subway..."
The iron subway has flashed the message of the Moscow Metro. The Moscow Metro is the second largest subway in the world. It was originally built as a wartime refuge and can accommodate 4 million people to avoid bombing or nuclear bomb explosions. There are countless routes. There is also the secret subway line of the Kremlin. It can be said that the Moscow metro itself is a huge maze of thousands of kilometers and the last refuge for the Moscow people.
"Kill him..." After getting the information, Iron Nakahara turned and left ~EbookFREE.me~ A group of crazy monks rushed up and tore the frightened guy into pieces, just then, nearly a thousand The swarm of S3 zombies was swept away by Wanqiang. After no living things rushed into his sight, Wanqiang suddenly woke up, and the giant figure began to shrink, waiting for him to return to a height of two meters. After that, the two aunts took their clothes and sent them to the naked body.
"The mice are hiding in the subway, I think, maybe they are in the first place. As long as the subway is cleaned up, the last rebellious gathering place of the Russians should be destroyed..."
Iron Zhongyuan looked at his eyes and sent more emotions to the Wanqianghui report. Wanqiang took the oil bucket filled with water and poured it on his head, smashing the blood of his zombies and humans, and picking up a blanket around his waist. , a rough voice said a word: "kill ...."
"The Chinese found us and told me some news. You were killing at the time and didn't have time to tell you..." Iron Zhongyuan hesitated for a while, but decided to tell Wanqiang about it. As for how Wanqiang chose him, he himself It is to kill the subway.
"The seas are starting to go ashore. It will not be long before the seas will appear in the world. We are here too. They want to ask you, what about the Russian defense?"
When I heard the news, Wanqiang still didn't care. He said sharply: "Don't worry about them, how many kills I have, the seas are all in the water, can they fly from the sky?"
"What is that, God..."
A scream interrupted the conversation between the two. Wanqiang and Tie Zhongyuan looked at the prisoners behind him, but saw seven or eight prisoners looking at the sky with horror. It seems that the sky appears something more than the things around them. More terrible, then the iron core of the Central Plains suddenly magnified, three giant lotus leaves are slowly descending to Moscow, each is as large as a mountain...