Chapter 412: On the road

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Qi waves turned into violent winds, howling.
Liu Wei'an pressed Xiaowei under her body and covered her ears with both hands. The sound of horror continued to drill into her ears. When the shock wave weakened slightly, she jumped up suddenly, picked up Xiaowei and rushed out of the mist. After rushing for more than a hundred meters, the sight became clear. Looking back, the building was broken into two pieces, one of which was directly hit the ground, basically disintegrating, and the other fell on the building they rushed down, smashing the building almost Deformation.
Within a few hundred meters of the circle, they were shrouded in smoke and dark shadows. One after another, the figures rushed out of the smoke and were members of the Ping An team. Looking around, the zombies basically fell to the ground, shaking, and struggling to get up.
"Come on!" Liu Wei'an's face suddenly changed. He had deep internal strength and heard that a large number of zombies were approaching here, which should be caused by the loud sound.
"A lot of zombies are coming here, three ogres." The bat roared out of the smoke.
"Wang Pengpeng pointed the direction, Hong Tao took the lead, and after Qiu Quansheng broke off, the number was counted, and the rest attacked freely." Liu Weian shouted, and the crowd promised.
They were able to escape under abominable attacks, and everyone was very angry.
"The number of people has been counted, it should be 64, and 62 in fact." Qiu Quansheng shouted.
"What about two more?" Liu Wei'an asked in a deep voice.
"Unfortunately he was killed by gravel." Qiu Quansheng's voice was a little low.
"Are you sure?" Liu Wei'an was expressionless.
"Confirmed," Qiu Quansheng said.
"Life and death have riches and riches in the sky, it is them now, and maybe the next moment is us. We have no time for sorrow. We can only continue our brothers' last wishes and live well. It is the best return to the dead brothers. Tell me, you are ready. Alright? "Liu Wei'an swept across all of them, yelling loudly.
"Ready." The crowd yelled.
"Let's go!" Liu Wei'an tied Xiao Wei on his back, and the sniper rifle appeared in his hand instantly. Instead of following the brigade, he chose the building and rushed to the building at the fastest speed. Zombies encountered on the way, unless Forced, basically nothing.
Zombies can't finish killing, he is in a hurry now.
Ground killings have begun. Ordinary firearms have a minimal effect on zombies. People in the Ping Squad basically attack in their own way, some with knives, some with steel rods, and some with fists. Fists are the best weapon. Most people's evolutions are reversed toward power. More than half of the Hercules, and the rest are speed-type. Although not as exaggerated as lightning, it is very easy to reach the speed of the sports champion's 100-meter sprint.
what--
Screams rang and members of the first peace squad were killed. On the top of the building, Liu Wei'an's face twitched, and then he returned to normal. There were too many zombies. He couldn't take care of so many people by himself. The important thing was that there were many dead ends. Sometimes he clearly saw danger but could not do anything. That feeling is terrible.
Hong Tao is the most powerful of all people, like a bulldozer, holding Liu Wei'an's large iron piece that has carefully carved the gold stone spell, ramming all the way, leaving this team missing to keep moving at a relatively high speed.
Bang, bang!
The heads of the two zombies exploded and their bodies flew away.
Qiu Quansheng looked up at the building, revealing a grateful look. He knew that because of his earlier understanding, Liu Wei'an took care of him more. If not, he had died at least three times, not because he was not careful, but because there were too many zombies. Everyone should pay attention to the zombies in at least three directions. Seeing and hearing the six directions can only appear in the ideal state. The main thing is the zombies in the zombie. The speed is like electricity.
Bang, bang, bang ...
Liu Wei'an's shooting speed became slower and slower, but each shot was fired in the most critical position. There was no false firing. With every shot, a zombie inevitably fell to the ground and a member was saved.
It's not that he doesn't want to kill a few more zombies, but that there are fewer and fewer bullets.
Due to the lack of height in the building, several 2.0-level zombies screamed and rushed to the rooftop, Zhang Yawu claws rushed towards him, Xiao Wei's response was relatively slow, and she smelled a strong rancid smell and suddenly awakened the zombies to appear behind him , Screamed, closed his eyes in fright.
At five meters, three meters, and two meters, the slow movement of the zombie suddenly jumped like a spring, and it came over, as fast as lightning. This is the horror of the zombie, usually walking and shaking, the speed is very slow, but After the outbreak, very few people were able to escape, if not, there would not be so many humans killed.
When the sharp grasp touched Xiao Wei's back, Liu Wei'an moved. He got up, ran, accelerated, and sprinted. The speed reached its peak instantly. It felt like a zombie. The speed suddenly broke out. Already.
boom!
The cement exploded, and there were dense cracks around the two potholes. Liu Weian shot out like a cannonball and flew out of the building. A few dozen meters away, people were in midair, fire hoses shot lightningly, and spirit snakes. An air-conditioned shelf entangled in the opposite building, and after offsetting the force of falling, he easily entered the building.
Xiao Wei turned her head and saw the zombie rushing towards her across a beautiful parabola and fell to the ground. Liu Weian rushed into the room carrying her on her back. She couldn't see the situation behind her, and didn't know if she was dead, but this was the case. Height, there is no problem with breaking hands and feet.
Jumping from one building to another, only Liu Wei'an can do it. No one else can do it. Otherwise, walking from the top of the building is the safest route.
"There is an ogre." The bat warned.
The team immediately slowed down. Everyone looked at the top of the building and waved a green banner. Qiu Quansheng didn't hesitate and yelled, "Run over."
This is the semaphore agreed before. The green banner means forward, the red banner stops, and the yellow banner detours. There is no way. Without the intercom, this can only be the case. In fact, most people have mobile phones, but because the signal is intermittent, and they are worried that the chain will fall off at a critical time, everyone can only temporarily abandon this most convenient way of communication.
Roar--
The roar of violent thunder blew in his ears, and the ogre emerged from the corner. The distance is too close, and everyone is too late to detour. This is not to blame that the bat was not discovered in advance, but that the ogre did not know what nerves he was hiding in the building and suddenly got out. It was not far away when he found it.
There are buildings on both sides, there is only one street, not even a fork. When the brave wins on the narrow road, Hong Tao bites his teeth and yells, "Rush!"
Among the crowd, his strength is the greatest. If he does not take the lead, the morale of other people will decline. He does not know how to fight on the march, but knows that he cannot be afraid. Once he is afraid, he will die faster.
嗖
Before Hong Tao ’s fist collided with the ogre ’s fist, the bullet first struck the ogre ’s fist, and half of the bullet was ejected again. In terms of lethality, the bullet was wasted at this moment, but Hong Tao was Understanding the true role of the bullet at this moment offsets at least 40% of the power of the ogre.
Snapped!
Fist and fist intersect, Hong Tao felt like he was hit by a small hill, his right hand was dislocated instantly, and the man flew out. The left fist that had accumulated strength wasted, but the other ogre's fist also hit an empty It is a blessing because of disaster. Otherwise, if this second fist falls on his body, he will surely die.
Bang, bang, bang ...
Click, click, click ...
Hong Tao rolled several times on the ground, resisting the pain in his whole body, and got up. He just saw more than a dozen people shooting in all directions, screaming again and again, either his hands were broken or his feet were dislocated. More people sprayed blood on his mouth. I don't know where the injury is. Like his choice, the vast majority of people adopted the method of attack.
The ending is terrible, the effect ... no!
So many people didn't stop the ogre's footsteps. Wang Pengpeng rushed over, shot out with both hands, and stretched for seven or eight meters. The rope instantly wrapped the ogre's feet in a strong body. The ogre's footsteps stopped, and Wang Pengpeng turned red. When it came, it was full of pain, and yelled, "Quick offense! I can't hold it for too long." The crowd rushed up.
When, when, when ...
Dozens of iron rods, hammers, and unknown hard objects hit the ogre's head. The fire was shining, and the head walked countlessly. On the contrary, these attackers were shocked by the force of the earthquake and hurt the tiger's mouth, revealing the color of pain. The only thing that played a role was Qiu Quansheng. His blade of light was interspersed with the attack, and a layer of meat was cut off from the ogre's neck.
If it was a normal zombie, his head was lost ~ EbookFREE.me ~ But the ogre's muscle hardness is too high, and he can only use his best efforts to cut away a third of the thickness.
"Can you persist?" Liu Xiaohui yelled and rushed forward.
"Also--" Wang Pengpeng didn't say a word. He heard a bang, his arms dangled softly and could no longer be entangled. The ogre broke free of his fetters, stepped out, his fists ran out and broke. The Voice of the Air is a masterpiece.
Despair was revealed in Liu Xiaohui's eyes, and his fists were approaching infinitely. Between the electric light and fire, Hong Tao yelled and inserted the big iron piece between the two.
boom!
The ogre's fist smashed on the big iron piece, and the big iron piece fell apart instantly. The fist rested on Liu Xiaohui's body. Liu Xiaohui screamed, shot out, leap over the crowd, landed in the zombies, and left in the air. A series of blood, Zhang Xueqiang rushed to save people.
The ogre roared, shouting at the crowds who were wounded and couldn't afford to get up. On the top of the building, Liu Wei'an, who finally painted the flame spell, pressed the bullet like a gun barrel, aimed and fired in one go.
boom!
The bullet shot in from the muscle cut by Qiu Quansheng. It was caught by the muscle when there was only one bullet left, but this was enough. The power of the fire spell burst, the red light exploded, and the ogre was instantly The fierce flame shrouded, the temperature suddenly rose, and the ogre roared painfully. It was not painful, but it just hated this feeling.
Qiu Quansheng's eyes bloomed with a fascination, and he suddenly rushed up. The gorgeous swordman exploded and passed away. When the swordlight converged, a huge skull flew out, and the roar stopped abruptly.
Boom!
The ogre's huge headless body fell to the ground, and Qiu Quansheng returned to his original place. His right hand had been deformed by the high temperature, but he kept holding the dagger and did not release it.
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