Chapter 172: Expected BOSS
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Apocalypse Cockroach
- 偉岸蟑螂
- 1478 characters
- 2021-02-25 03:25:00
The zombies are steadily decreasing, and a sudden breeze blows away the smoke in front of the array. The smell of smoke in the air is also weak. Zhang Xiaoqiang can see the whole battleline without having to patrol the smoke. Heavy machine gunners’ faces It’s all black smoke, it’s the smoke from the machine gun when it’s on the face, the women who are playing around them are not clean, and the face is black except for the white neck. The thick machine gun shell is covered with a thick layer on the ground, and some dense places also form a hillock. With the reduction of the zombies, the machine gunners will shoot from the sweeping, and the intermittent shots of long shots and short shots will be heard. The reincarnation between the three heavy machine guns sounded.
There are no zombies on it, and the battle line is full of zombies. It is well recognized by the rifle. The whole body is that it has been fragmented and broken by heavy machine guns. The skull, the torn body is covered with bones, the broken arm is piled up with the legs that become several pieces, and the various internal organs and intestines are dragged everywhere.
When the zombies were only scattered dozens, Zhang Xiaoqiang let the heavy gunners stop shooting. The remaining zombies let the riflemen continue to shoot until all the zombies fell to the ground, and the guns that had been mixed in the ear were silent. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not give up. The machine gunner took off the rest, just let the cook give them hot water and hot meals, let others evacuate from the front, and he stood in front of the machine gun and looked at the viaduct waiting for something...·····
The man who escaped has not yet died. Zhang Xiaoqiang let people throw him at the corpse on the bridge. The open space in front of the camp made people use the big hammer to solidify the ground. Then two mortar groups The mortar was placed on it, the shooting ruler was under the bridge, and the two forklifts were also driven to the hillside. Everyone except Yang Keer did not know that Zhang Xiaoqiang was preparing for such a big posture to deal with anything, but the previous ones. Zhang Xiaoqiang, a lot of zombies, did not remove the mortars. Now that they have finished the fight, they prove that what they are going to deal with is not simple. They are absent-minded with their lunch boxes, and look up from time to time in the direction of Zhang Xiaoqiang’s look.
Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't know if there will be something coming. The wind just blows away the smoke and the smell of the coward. The smell of S2 and D2 can be more than a kilometer. They can smell the weak wind. Bloody, as sensitive as a shark in the sea, Zhang Xiaoqiang is willing to do more defense because he is unwilling to be caught off guard by the big one.
Three minutes···· five minutes···································································································· Come to today's luck is good, Yang Keer is somewhat dissatisfied, now she is very good, holding a mace like picking a big BOSS, Zhang Xiaoqiang has killed three, but she flew two times in a row, which makes her very Hey, she vowed to make a look for Zhang Xiaoqiang. Now that BOSS has not appeared, there is only one possibility. There is no BOSS that has evolved to type 2 or above, which makes her more depressed.
Zhang Xiaoqiang walked to the camp. He was also hungry. After he finished his meal, he searched around. Yang Keer was sullen behind him. Others saw Zhang Xiaoqiang lifted his warning and returned to the past. Some people were chatting, some were smoking, and some people silently ate the monotonous dishes and rice in the lunch box. The originally dead camp began to be full of energy. Zhang Xiaoqiang walked to the fat cook. The cook smiled and held two lunches waiting for the two to come. .
"嗷·······" The viaduct was filled with a long roar, the sound was so loud, the loud voice made the scene of the camp a freeze, everyone was sluggish, and Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped the pace behind him. Looking at the viaduct, Yang Keer also turned to the first time 'brushing' and excitedly looked at the viaduct, fat cook, honest man, three sons, heavy machine gunners, as well as combat group and logistics team people to the viaduct Look.
Far away, I saw a tall figure behind the broken bridge. First, a head with a yellow broken helmet was exposed. Then it was the strong upper body. It was two thick thighs, when it was exposed. . Some of the combat team and the logistics team’s legs were slightly trembled. They were both survivors and veterans of the grain depot. They recognized the real identity of the monster, D2, the tall D2 without the grain depot. There seems to be no fierceness, but D2 is D2. The thick skin on them is not afraid of bullets. Their strength can open the wall. The rifle in the combat group is just a joke to D2.
They fear, D2 is their nightmare, they are afraid, the monsters that can't die are desperate. They look at Zhang Xiaoqiang together, hoping to hear the order of retreat.
Zhang Xiaoqiang is not afraid. On the contrary, he is full of passion. Since the last grain store and D2 life and death, he completely lost his fear of D2. The shadow hidden in his heart completely dissipated. Now there are so many backhands in his hand. scary? He always thought of WH, to go to WH to solve the D2 that is only on the road, although I don't know if the D2 is comparable to the one in the grain storage, Zhang Xiaoqiang will never be afraid, he used to watch I want to escape to D2, but now I see D2, he wants to kill it, the same person, the same strength, the difference is the courage of his heart.
D2 stood at the bridge and smelled the smell underneath. It was screaming with excitement, moving forward with big feet, walking halfway, it was empty, and the body leaned forward and fell down the bridge. Huge The body crashed quickly and suddenly hit a steel beam. It was hung on the beam like the hanging body. It gave a painful mourning, and the body kept twisting and trying to break free from it. The opportunity was rare. Zhang Xiaoqiang ordered the machine gunner. Open fire, "sudden sudden ... ·······" With the heavy machine gun re-spraying the fire tongue ~ EbookFREE.me ~ three long fire chains swaying and spraying on the body of D2, heavy machine gun bullets from time to time in it The body brought a piece of flesh, and a stream of bullets hit the head of the stream, and the hard hat that stuck into its head immediately turned into a powder to reveal its bright head, which was hung on the beam in the air. Stop screaming ········
Heavy machine guns are very powerful, but when it hits the D2, its power is no longer obvious. The long bullets can only take away small pieces of flesh on it. The distance of more than 100 meters can't make these three. A parallel machine gunner shot all the bullets at a falling point. The D2 was hit on the beam and the damage was not serious. It was fired and raised. Scurrying, a paw just caught the edge of the beam. With the claws, it lifted the other paw and smashed it toward the steel beam underneath.
Its claws are not as thick and curved as S2, but its claws are more skinny than the claws of S2. As the claws fall and fall, the beams are slightly vibrating, and the machine gun constantly sprays the tongue on it. After half a ring, the beam was still not caught by it. The bullets were shot on it. The riflemen saw that D2 was stuck and started to hit the target. The machine gun bullets and the rifle bullets made the D2 more and more hot. The claws are punched on the beam, and as it is hammered again and again, the beam begins to bend and the interfaces on both sides begin to crack. It lifts up and prepares to squat with its maximum strength, along with its body. Tilt it and lose balance. It falls from above and squats on the steel ring below. The steel bar that can easily pierce the zombies is bent by its huge body. Its body is constantly shaken by the kinetic energy of the bullet. Under the baptism, it slowly climbed up from the ground and walked in the direction of the bullet.