Chapter 1300: , Blood stained the streets (part 1)

According to usual habits, at noon, the sun is scorching, and the zombies should be curled up in the dark and will not come out, but today, the zombies seem to have been beaten with chicken blood, and they rushed out from every corner, like a tide.
The evolutionists of "Japan and Mexico" were cold behind them. They lived in this city, less than 20 kilometers away. There are so many zombies hidden, but no one has discovered it? I have hunted and killed zombies in this area many times, and I saw three or two kittens, and every master was afraid of it.
It is really lucky to live till now. It's not how powerful they are, it's just that the zombies are sleeping and ignore them. The evolutionary of "Japan-Mexico City" was still able to stand shoulder to shoulder with "Peace Legion" in the afternoon. In the afternoon, it was already a lot behind. In the evening, it can only play a supporting role. The main force has completely become "Peace Legion". The Ping An fighters didn't blame anything, but the evolvers of "Nippon City" felt embarrassed.
"Set!" A silver-haired evolutionary shouted, and the hatred in the charge suddenly stopped and turned into a sculpture.
Bang, bang, bang!
The three heads of abomination exploded, and when the imprisoning power that enveloped the abomination dissipated, the abomination was dead, and his huge body fell, smashing the street out of a pit.
"Set!" The silver-haired evolutionary shouted again.
The figure of the hunter who appeared behind the man in the Tang suit stopped and kept cutting. A gunshot sounded at the twelfth-story building 60 meters away.
boom!
The head of the hunter exploded, and his body flew five or six meters away, smashing a low-level zombie. The man in Tang suit turned his head, looked at the black liquid splashed on his body, and looked at the body of the hunter again, and let out a cold sweat. The liquid splashed on the clothes, sneered with white smoke, but the man in Tang suit couldn't care about so much, turned his head and threw himself into the fight again.
The zombies also have liquid, which may be blood, or they may be used for other purposes. It is highly toxic and contains strong corrosiveness, which is a great threat to the evolutionary. However, as one of the four giants in "Japan and Mexico", the man in the Tang suit has strong strength. The liquid of the zombies can't hurt him, and the clothes are corroded, and he has no other choice.
The silver-haired man gasped, but the zombies didn't give him time to rest. A iron rope zombie aimed at him and swung the iron rope like a poisonous snake. He was about to be struck by the iron rope, and his bones were about to be broken immediately. The iron rope of the iron rope zombies does not know what material it is made of. It looks rough and blunt. It can easily cut a heavy truck in half. The iron rope zombies can cut the mobile building in half with a full swing, which is terrifying. .
"Set!" The silver-haired man yelled, his eyes bleeding, his ability is limited, he can't send out indefinitely, every time he sends out, he has to use the strength of feeding.
boom!
With the gunshot, the head of the iron cable zombies exploded, the corpse flew out, and even the iron cable retracted. The silver-haired man's eyes turned black from time to time. He tried to stay awake and shouted, "Done!"
The predator approaching an evolver froze, and the sniper behind him was very powerful and gave the predator a headshot. An unintentional cooperation, the two have a tacit understanding that transcends language. The silver-haired man is responsible for stopping the zombies, and the sniper behind him is responsible for sniping. It is short, but this does not affect the two teaming up to kill the zombies.
The speed of the zombies is too fast, and the snipers of the Ping An Army are too troublesome to aim. Not everyone is Liu Wei'an. There are still a few talented snipers. The snipers of the Ping An Army are trained through hard work. Otherwise, how can there be? So many geniuses?
With the cooperation of the silver-haired man, it is different. The snipers are still very easy to hit the fixed target, almost a hundred shots.
"Certainly!"
"Certainly!"
"Certainly!"
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The silver-haired man wanted to retreat and rest, but the loss did not give him a chance. One after another, he could not die, and he would always rush forward more than he would die. In the end, my brain hurts, my consciousness disappeared, and I fainted directly.
I don't know how long it took. When he woke up, his consciousness was blurred for a few seconds, thinking that he was in and his vision was completely clear before he suddenly realized: "Am I okay?"
This is the large rear of the battlefield. Dozens of people are sitting or lying on the ground, with more or less scars on their bodies. Some people know them, some people don’t, but they’ve seen them all from "Japan and Mexico City." Evolutionary. Of course, these are not the key points. The key point is that there is a big pot in the center, steaming steamed buns with white flowers inside, and the fragrance of the fermented flour radiates. For a moment, the silver-haired man heard himself screaming alone, grunting, thundering. In general, hunger rushes all over the body, and fever in the stomach usually convulses.
"Little silver stick, thank you for saving my life just now."
The familiar voice in his ear diverted the silver-haired man's attention slightly. He took a lot of effort to look away, and landed on the man in the Tang suit, and said with difficulty, "Master Li, what's the matter?"
The man in Tang costume, Li Tingzhi, is one of the four giants of "Japan-Mexico City".
"Let’s talk about waste, let’s say that you are full. This is the food provided by "Peace Legion". You are welcome." When Li Tingzhi spoke, his hands did not stop, and the steamed buns were stuffed into his mouth one by one. He has eaten more than a dozen of them, and there is no sign of stopping.
The little silver stick, that is, the silver-haired man, the doomsday people seldom use their original names, they are more evolutionary features, and take some nicknames, so that they appear to be a little bit quack. The nickname of the little silver stick is not related to ability. It is purely because of the silver color of the hair. He himself does not know that when he gains the ability to evolve for the hair, the color of the hair will change, but it has changed. In the period, life is luxury, who cares what hair color is?
The little silver stick was originally ‘kinky’, anyway, the sound was the same, and the little silver stick was unable to vomit and distinguish. Suddenly a swell of energy came from his extremely weak body. He stood up, grabbed a steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth in a thunderous manner. He was not afraid of being hot. He ate one in two mouthfuls and went again. Take the second one, with that look, as if a starving ghost was reborn.
No one laughs at the little silver stick, because everyone’s performance is the same. After eating seven or eight in a row, the hunger in the stomach is slightly relieved. The speed of the little silver stick slows down. Suddenly the nose becomes sore, and the big one is big. Tears fell and couldn't stop them, and the tears made two white marks on the black face.
How long? Xiao Yin Gun himself didn't remember how many days and months he hadn't eaten the steamed buns, with a hint of malt fragrance. He thought he could only remember it in his dreams in this life, but he didn't expect to have the opportunity to relive it.
"Don't worry, there are still steamed buns." A Ping An soldier handed over a bottle of mineral water, a large bottle, each containing 7.5 liters.
"Thank you!" The little silver stick took the water and suddenly realized that it was a female soldier, her face flushed suddenly.
It's not that there are no female evolvers, but the number is relatively small. I don't know if it is due to congenital deficiencies. The abilities of female evolvers are relatively weak, so most of the arrangements are logistical work.
The evolvers of "Japan and Mexico" can survive, and each of them is outstanding. They are not as good as the peace fighters on the battlefield. The main reason is that they are not physically strong, but after eating and drinking, they began to explode.
Take people's hands softly, eat people's short mouths, and eat Ping An Army food. Of course, you have to work hard, not for others, but for yourself. If you kill all the zombies, you will be able to live a stable life in "Japanese Mo City" in the future. a little. There is another point. Although Tang Dingdong made a promise before, but "Japan and Mexico City" is not completely convinced, half-trusted, and when he shot, it is inevitable that he will retain a bit of strength. When everyone was eating, the suspicion disappeared. If you are injured, you have medical care, and you have steamed buns when you are hungry, what else do you need to worry about?
"kill!"
Except for the humpbacked old man who was severely injured and lost combat effectiveness, the remaining three giants, five short stature beasts, Li Tingzhi who likes to wear Tang suits, and Jiang Tianchao who wears a gold chain like three sharp knives, fiercely penetrated into the group of zombies.
After the evening, it was getting dark quickly, and the wind in the air was getting stronger and colder. When all the searchlights were turned on, Liu Wei'an, who had rested for an hour, reappeared on the street.
With a gun, almost no need to aim, a burst of flames erupted.
Bang, bang, bang...
Deafening sounds resounded across Long Street. Tens of meters away, the zombies headshot one after another, and the corpses were thrown away more than ten meters away by a powerful force. Ogres, ghouls, ferocious zombies, abominations, hunters, predators, bronze armored corpses... As long as they enter Liu Wei'an's sight, UU reading www.uukanshu.com can't escape them.
As soon as Liu Weian fired, Mad Animal, Li Tingzhi, and Jiang Tianchao obviously felt the pressure dropped. The bullet traveled through the air and almost ignited the air. In the direction Liu Wei'an shot, the temperature seemed to rise several degrees.
More than 300 zombies were wiped out with the force of autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves. Liu Wei'an put the sniper rifle behind him and took out the second Thor-2. Jiang Tianchao looked back, secretly scared, with his back on his back. The barrel of the sniper rifle was completely red, and the barrel of the sniper rifle could still be beaten like this in the weather of more than ten degrees. The speed at which Liu Wei'an shot was simply scary.
Bang, bang, bang...
When the second Thor-2 barrel burned red, Liu Wei'an left this street and went to another street. He mainly hunted high-level zombies, and low-level zombies were a waste of bullets for him.
A piercing whistle suddenly sounded, coming from deep in the darkness. When it sounded, it was still a few kilometers away. In the blink of an eye, the evolvers saw a blast of golden light coming from, the brilliant gold, like gold, The breath of horror came surging like a tide. At this moment, everyone's chest was tight, and the air seemed to become liquid, heavy.
Golden zombies!