Chapter 17

Zhang Xiaoqiang was cold and looked around, trying to find an exit to escape from Shengtian. Dense zombies from both ends of the street constantly close to him, secretly complaining that he was too careless. Seeing that the zombie was closer to him, I was more and more worried.

In order to avoid the S-shaped zombie behind him, Zhang Xiaoqiang could only run to the ordinary zombies in front of him. His eyes kept scanning the corpses. The corner of his eyes swept a bus on the street, and his eyes lit up in vain.

It was a luxury bus. The front of the bus hit the corner of the building. The body was printed with the words "XX port group". There was a pickup truck at the back of the bus. The nearly four meter high body should allow him to avoid the zombie temporarily. The S-shaped zombie behind him was getting closer and closer to him. He did not hesitate to run to the bus.

Zhang Xiaoqiang turned into the trunk of the pickup truck, stepped on the top of the car and jumped to the bus. "Bang" he was lying on the edge of the top of the bus, and his backpack affected his judgment. He was lying on the top of the car, and his lower body was climbing up, but his backpack was falling down with his body.

"Sooner or later, I will die on the backpack." Zhang Xiaoqiang cursed the backpack and pedaled the bus body desperately. The S-shaped zombie was about to arrive. He pushed his foot on the window edge of the bus and turned over the top of the bus with that little strength. As soon as he took back his legs, he heard a loud bang and the bus body shook.

Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his head and looked down. An S-shaped zombie fell to the ground. It seemed that it had just hit the car body. Zhang Xiaoqiang lies on the roof of the car and looks at the gloomy sky. His backpack is thrown aside and his chest rises and falls sharply. He has just died and consumed a lot of physical strength. The feeling of hunger strikes again.

Sitting up, he opened his backpack, took out a few bags of instant noodles to eat, and drank water from time to time. Zhang Xiaoqiang's frequent rolling on the ground did no harm to the old military kettle, but the paint on the kettle was worn off.

The sardine in the car was crowded like sardines in cans. Zhang Xiaoqiang, eating instant noodles and holding a telescope, looked at the place where the zombie D just came out. "It's a large Internet cafe with three floors of floor space, and all the windows on the two floor to the street are broken, leaving only a dark window."

"Blue Sky Network Club is open for half price from December 30, 2012 to January 1, 2013. You are welcome to come."

"Kao" Zhang Xiaoqiang scolded, early not open late not open, just when the virus broke out, no wonder hundreds of zombies ran out.

The D-type zombie is turning around the car body, so that Zhang Xiaoqiang can see its shape carefully. It is more than two meters high, which is a big section higher than other D-type zombies. Other zombies dare not get close to it. The skin on the body is like a newly unearthed bronze ware. It is dark and thick, with a faint golden texture. The muscles of the whole body can almost surpass the governor, The green tendons on the muscles are twisted, and you can even feel the slight vibration of the car body when you walk.

"Is it the D2 zombie in the legend? I just don't know how many people it took to evolve like this."

Zhang Xiaoqiang raises the sniper crossbow to aim at the D2 zombie. Its threat is too big. We must get rid of it first.

This time, he used a crossbow. There were only six of them. One of them was worn out. This time, the crossbow might not be found.

"Good steel needs to be used on the blade, and children can't hold the wolf." Zhang Xiaoqiang meditated, calming down. The crosshairs on the sight caught D2's head, and with a button of his finger, "Bang..." The crossbow and arrow disappeared.

"Ouch." D2 screamed wildly, with a long mouth on his forehead, grinning and laughing at Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"Where's the crossbow?" Zhang Xiaoqiang looks around D2 and looks for "Putong..." An ordinary type D zombie was carried to the ground, and a crossbow was pierced under its right ear and out of its left temple. The dead type D zombies were drowned by the corpses.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looks at the crazy D2 zombie and wants to cry without tears, "if you don't take such a bully, is it armor plate on its head?"

The sound of gunfire exposed him, D2 rushed to the bus, the zombies in front of him were knocked down by it, "when The bus groaned bitterly. A huge groove was made in the body of the bus. The windows of the bus broke and fell to the ground. Zhang Xiaoqiang on the roof of the bus was shocked and couldn't stand,

"Stealing a chicken is not eating rice!"

The bus was hit again and again and made a fragmented sound. Zhang Xiaoqiang was frightened by the vibration of the bus on the roof. He looked around for a way to get off the roof of the bus. The bus was constantly knocked off the ground by D2, and then "bang" fell down. His hands were clasped on the air window of the bus. As the bus body went up and down, it was like riding on the back of a mad cow. The car body kept moving, and gradually left the original place. Many zombies were rolled under the car by the moving car body, grinding their bones and flesh apart.

Zhang Xiaoqiang has been desperate, "is there a paradise in this world?" He also began to find a home after death.Zhang Xiaoqiang looked up at the sky and wanted to see the sky again before he died. Unfortunately, the sky was blocked by the protective fence upstairs. "It's the end of the world. What else is there to be afraid of being stolen?" he couldn't see the sky. Zhang Xiaoqiang was full of resentment.

"Fence???" Zhang Xiaoqiang moved in his heart, "maybe it can be!" He made a decision.

Take off the fine hemp rope from the backpack, throw the blanket tied to the backpack on the roof, and then tie the hemp rope to the handle of the iron hammer. The car body is constantly shaking, which almost shakes him out several times.

"Is this the legendary car quake?" Hands busy, mind thinking“ Good "Zhang Xiaoqiang will be tied to the hammer of the hemp rope, in the air around the top of the head to throw the fence. There was another tremor from the car body. The flying iron hammer turned a corner and hit the S-shaped Zombie's head beside the car, carrying it to the ground.

"No hurry, no hurry! It's a few minutes before the car falls apart. " Zhang Xiaoqiang encouraged himself to throw the hammer out again.

"When..." The hammer hit on the steel guardrail, and then flew back to him at a faster speed, hitting between his legs. Zhang Xiaoqiang touched his crotch with his trembling left hand, making a long breath.

The violent vibration of the car body made Zhang Xiaoqiang constantly risk being killed by himself and throw the hammer out again and again“ Ding The hammer finally got stuck between the bars. He grabbed the rope and swung to the wall. His feet were about to push on the wall. The weight of his backpack made him lose his center of gravity, and he leaned against the wall. His forehead was smashed, and fresh blood was dripping down. The pain of the impact almost let him go.

"I'll be killed by this backpack sooner or later!" Zhang Xiaoqiang said with a cry. Climbing up slowly along the rope, the D2 zombie still bumps into the bus, and the bus is still bumped into a V-shape, and it is still tenacious.

"If it's imported, it's solid. If it's a domestic bus, it will die several times." As he climbs with emotion, the zombies around him are led to his feet by the smell of blood. Looking down, they are all full of zombie heads. His heart is numbed by several experiences of dying and living. He will not be scared by the zombies below. There is not much crisis that can scare him.

Just like now!

Hammer countless times of impact makes the hemp rope tied behind it become loose, Zhang Xiaoqiang can clearly see the hemp rope slowly sliding on the hammer handle, he is anxious! Desperately speed up the climb.

Finally, when the hemp rope is three centimeters away from the hammer handle, Zhang Xiaoqiang grabs the fence. Standing on the fence, Zhang Xiaoqiang looks down. The corpses are still pushing and shoving below. D2 has disassembled the luxury bus into parts and leaned over here.

"It's too bad today. Nothing's going well. I'm not even going to drop the fence I'm standing on."

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the steel cap connected with the guard bar with lingering fear. Fortunately, there was no looseness, so he gave a sigh.

Now being stuck in midair, Zhang Xiaoqiang began to lament today's experience.

If he had offspring, Zhang Xiaoqiang would tell him“ I'm 0.01cm away from losing you If I can find a woman willing to spend the rest of my life with me, Zhang Xiaoqiang will tell her“ I'm only three centimeters away from heaven. "

The D2 zombie downstairs is roaring at him. Zhang Xiaoqiang is hanging in the air, reading in his heart“ Whatever Superman, please help me