Chapter 185: Frontal battlefield

Blood is the original sin of zombies, and they are irresistible bait. When the smell of blood slowly spreads, the zombies in the town are crazy, and a group of zombies are rushing out from all corners of the town and coming out to the town. The physically weak zombies were squeezed by the more powerful zombies behind them, and then they were stepped on by the companions who came from behind, waiting for the companions to go far, they were still struggling on the ground, and when they wanted to get up, the bigger corpse When they arrived, the stinky feet of countless zombies stepped on them until they became a shoal of mud. The excitement in front of them rushed to the front of the ditch. They were sadly reminded that the 50 cm wide trench was not a foot. In the past, they are like the rice and wheat that were cut by the sickle during the autumn harvest. They fell into the first ditch. Some luck climbed up like the second ditch, and some bad luck was struggling. The zombies behind are stepping on the foot, or it is dead in the ditch, becoming a stepping stone for other zombies, or struggling to knock down other zombies, at least one back.
The densely packed zombies crowded and smashed toward the front, watching the corpse in front of them, and the scalp was very numb, but the members of the combat squad all saw the corpses of the viaduct and could stabilize their emotions. The former construction workers were somewhat worried. Although they also competed face-to-face with the zombies, they have not experienced thousands of zombies. There are more than a thousand zombies in front of them. The space of 100 meters is almost filled with the first zombies. The zombies that are behind are still flowing from the town, and Wang Chong, holding his arm, is a bit weird at this time. He is wondering if his blood is particularly sweet, so many zombies are coming to himself. It can be considered an achievement.
"Bang················································································································· When it fell to the ground, it fell with the sand and gravel raindrops, and a small piece of open space was cleared in the middle of the dense corpse. After the first roar of the 60mm mortar, the "burst" of the heavy machine gun rang. The long barrel sprayed a long flame tongue, and countless shimmering bullets whistled toward the dense zombies, "啪啪啪···········" rifleman Garland The rifle then sounded, and each rifleman fired eight rounds of bullets in the rifle as quickly as possible. They no longer aim, as long as the bullets were shot on the zombies to make them stagnate.
The zombie marching is like encountering an invisible sickle. The zombie walking in the front is broken by the invisible sickle in an instant. The sharp bullets that whizzing constantly knock down a zombie and shred it. Fifty meters before the front line stagnated, they hit the wall woven by bullets, a group of zombies fell, and a group of zombies came up again and were knocked down by the rain, and the limbs that were broken by machine gun bullets were pulled. The flesh of the flesh fluttered in the air, and the mortar shells blasted in the middle of the corpse again and again. The bright red light shredded a zombie, and the black soil flew up and down with the parts of the body, floating with the smoke of the shells. In the sky, the sand and the corpses that have been blown up are falling on the zombies moving forward. They have not waited until the last bit of sand and stones fall. As the new fire lights up in the corpse, more The sundries flew up into the sky, and the zombies in the center of some corpses were lost in the direction of the pungent smoke. They were smashing around in the corpse, messing up the messy corpses that had begun to appear, and the time was passing. , fifty meters Death has been piled with dead corpses by the loss of up to one meter gentle slope.
The heavy machine gun continually ejected the bullets, the heavy machine gunner trembled and screamed, and the assistant machine gunner used the dexterous hands to send the heavy chain into the gun body. With the empty guns, they picked up the new chain and refilled them. The machine gunners can't wait for this short ten or so seconds. They are holding the women around them. What are the words dirty, what are they vicious? They are not aimed at the women around them, they are venting, venting the end of the day. After the repression, but women are not fuel-efficient lights, since Zhang Xiaoqiang gave them a pistol, they shook up, whoever yelled at them, they had to go back, the woman looked at the chain with his hands and feet, while not Suddenly, even the youngest lady heard the words that would be blushing, so the machine gunners were tragedy. They stared at the small hand-filled bullets that were blackened by smoke and oil. They secretly prayed to end soon, wait until The machine gun re-sounded, and the woman opened the chain while dragging the chain. The machine gunners didn’t care at this time. Their bodies trembled with the vibration of the machine gun. They shouted and waited until the machine. Again shoot bullets do, gunner began to unload a hot head, so he followed the tragedy.
Although Zhang Xiaoqiang’s team members have done their utmost to stop the zombies from advancing, but there are too few players in his hands, machine gunners, mortar gunners, and riflemen together with more than 30 people, in the corpse of two thousand zombies. The tide began to work hard. When the two heavy machine guns began to load the bullets at the same time, dozens of zombies broke through the 50-meter death line and pressed against the front. The time was not long, and the machine gun’s sweeping sound was re-sounding. The zombies are still slowly approaching, 30 meters·······20 meters·······10 meters·······
Although the zombies were approaching, but no one dared to turn around and escape, they knew the consequences of turning, they did not have the courage to face the anger of Zhang Xiaoqiang, Zhang Xiaoqiang went to the Land Rover, took a wooden box from the trunk and returned to the wall. Opened behind, a row of grenade was exposed to everyone's eyes. Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up a piece of insurance and threw it out. The round grenade made an arc in the air and fell to a zombie head 30 meters away. After a few seconds. A group of smoked flames sent the zombies to the sky~EbookFREE.me~ Some of the scattered mud flew over the distance of more than 20 meters and fell on the crowd. Several players put down the gun and picked it up. The grenade was opened and the insurance was thrown away at the zombies. There were a total of 150 pieces of five boxes of grenades. One hundred and fifty hand grenades blasted a blank isolation belt between the zombies. The zombies behind could not keep up, so that the combat team could have time first. Kill more than a hundred zombies in front of you.
Some scattered zombies on the side are too advanced. They are in the right position of the heavy machine gun. The riflemen have to face a lot of zombies, and the zombies have to be hit to kill them. Let the zombies approach. The chest is strong, the chest wall has an adult man's chest high, some ordinary zombies can't get through, may block ordinary zombies can't stop the evolution zombies, two S-type zombies climbed on the straw bag and turned over, straight To the king who was shooting a gun, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who had been paying attention to the entire battlefield, took out the desert eagle and fired again and again. The chest of an S-type zombie was shot by a large-caliber bullet, and it stumbled to one side. The other zombie was not disturbed, and he continued to rush to Wang. Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed forward and stepped on Wang Chong's ass. Wang Chong opened his arms and threw the rifle down to the straw bag on his chest.
The S-type zombie's quick figure has already rushed to his eyes. The black claws are directly grabbed by Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang's left hand is cut into the claws of his claws. The S-type zombies are slashed by Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand and lean forward. Zhang Xiaoqiang instantly He leaned over and let the zombies pass, and the right arm of the gun was forced to squat in the back of the zombie. The S-type zombie could no longer stand up and fall forward. "砰砰砰········" Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his hand Three shots were shot in the back of the zombie. The head of the zombie was blown into a mass of boiled hot sauce by a large-calibre warhead. The white skull, the yellow brain and the dark red nerve fascia stained with black blood flew around. open.