The shadow of the sword flashed by. The rat was divided into two parts and fell to the ground. Three more rats rushed to Zhang Xiaoqiang at the same time. Zhang Xiaoqiang's left hand's animal pyramid gently touched a rat's forehead. The sharp animal pyramid stabbed into tofu. When his left hand sank, the animal pyramid went through his head and hung it on the animal pyramid. Then the animal pyramid waved down, The body of the rat fell to the ground, and the Jingwei sword in the back hand slashed at the other two rats. The body of the sword just started to work.
After two shots, the mouse flew back with the huge impact of the bullet, and the Jingwei sword naturally cut a blank. "Ma... Yes, this dead woman... Zhang Xiaoqiang scolded Shangguan Qiaoyun in his heart. She had to stop her electricity every time, so that she was not happy with how to fight. Does the world owe her?
Shangguan Qiaoyun's gunshot is like a signal. People on the top of the building fire one after another. Dense bullets gather in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang to form a fire net. All rats are torn in front of the fire net. Zhang Xiaoqiang has time to look around. There are not many rats in the wall, only a hundred, These rats are very deformed, and their two front legs match their body shape. It feels just right, but their hind legs are stronger than their front legs. Now they are used to lying down. If they all stand up, Zhang Xiaoqiang will think that they are from Australia.
Guo Fei was very happy when he killed at the iron gate. He saw a straight knife with a long handle dancing up and down. A big mouse was either decapitated or split. When the mouse jumped up, he would cut it off. If the mouse was lying on the ground, he would stamp it down. His speed was a line faster than that of the mouse. But the distance of this line was like a natural danger to the mouse. It was an insurmountable natural danger.
With the shooter above and Guo Fei opposite, Zhang Xiaoqiang seems to have nothing to do. Although there are a lot of mice, he can't stand such a slaughter. As Guo Fei splits the last mouse and looks around with scarlet eyes for things like jumping bees in legend, the whole ground is washed with blood, and all kinds of rat corpses are listed among them, Just as Zhang Xiaoqiang breathed a sigh of relief, he heard Sanzi shouting above, and then the shooting sound of Bayi and garland rifles began to ring continuously.
Countless bullets hit the wall, causing bursts of cement residue. Small holes were drilled in it. A dead mouse fell from the wall to the ground, and its dark red fur gradually turned bright red. With the intensive gunfire on the gangupstairs, more and more rat bodies fell. Zhang Xiaoqiang found that he didn't know when the mouse had begun to climb the wall.
Triangular mouse heads constantly appear on the wall. Before they climb up, they are shot down by bullets. Many mouse bodies fall into the wall, but more of them fall outside the wall. Even so, the mice on the wall are still popping up. Zhang Xiaoqiang is a little nervous when he hears the shooting sound of the eight type rifle on the wall. The ammunition depot has not been opened, The bullets they found and the ones they picked up along the way add up to less than 2000. According to this speed, it will not be long before the Bayi rifle will be dumb. Without the suppression of automatic fire, it will only depend on dozens of rifles for farting?
Zhang Xiaoqiang quickly climbed up the guard building, threw several clips on his body to Sanzi, opened a team member with garland rifle to look at the wall, and it was not clear from the bottom. Only when Zhang Xiaoqiang looked from the top did he know how serious the situation was, and the old rats outside the wall gathered together and slowly formed a mouse mountain.
The rats were crowded in a pile and slowly wriggled. Countless rats wanted to climb up the wall, and countless rats wanted to climb up the top of the rat mountain. Although the gunfire never stopped, the momentum of the rats was getting higher and higher. The bullets shot a little blood on the rat mountain, but these bullets were only a drop in the ocean for the huge group of rats, even if many rats were killed, But their bodies still form part of the rat mountain and become the footstone of other mice.
Zhang Xiaoqiang scolded secretly and ran back downstairs. He rushed to the wall where the corpses of rats were falling. He pulled out a grenade from his waist and threw it over the wall. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't have a few seconds to wait for the grenade to explode. Then he pulled out a second grenade from his waist and was about to pull out the insurance, After a big bang, Zhang Xiaoqiang found that the sky suddenly darkened. He looked up, yelled, turned and ran.
Innumerable dead rats, innumerable half dead rats, and innumerable remnant limbs of rats were lifted up into the sky by the air wave of grenade explosion. These things formed a rare mouse cloud in the sky, and then turned into rain of rats.
Although Zhang Xiaoqiang tried his best to run back, the falling dead mice still hit his feet and body. As he ran, Zhang Xiaoqiang shook his body like chaff. He wanted to shake down the sick mouse limbs. When Zhang Xiaoqiang ran into the guard house, he found that all the people were down below, Even Guo Fei, who was not afraid of everything and wanted to die, came in.
When the rat rain stopped, Zhang Xiaoqiang climbed up again to observe his own results. A dozen team members searched the yard for the rats who had been stunned but not died. The stairs leading to the top were now covered with scattered rat corpses. Zhang Xiaoqiang endured the disgusting feeling of stepping on the old rats and went up to the top of the building.The roof of the building is also full of countless dead mice. There are lots of bloodstains on it. Zhang Xiaoqiang steps on a newly sober mouse and looks to the wall. The mouse mountain outside the wall has been removed. But the mice below are still gathering up. Looking at the squirming mouse mountain again, Zhang Xiaoqiang sighs and turns to go downstairs.
Zhang Xiaoqiang started his third escape, and then a third explosion of hand grenades sounded behind him. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not look at the third, or perhaps the last, mouse cloud. He stepped on the ground and ran to the watchtower, where new rat limbs began to fall.
When he ran into the guard building, he took a little breath. Looking at the raindrop like rat carcasses outside, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned to Sanzi and looked at him. Sanzi had a bitter face and put a bloody board on his head. He slowly climbed to the top of the building.
Zhang Xiaoqiang looks at his bloodstained clothes and shakes his head. He takes off his anti cutting gloves and touches out a cigarette to light for himself. When the cigarette is half smoked, Sanzi comes down. He looks at Zhang Xiaoqiang and shakes his head. Zhang Xiaoqiang feels upset and his cigarette end is thrown on the ground and stamped out.
Zhang Xiaoqiang put on his bloody gloves again, pulled out the animal's pyramid and stepped on it. He took the rat's body and stood outside the iron door of the ammunition depot again. The green iron door was almost dyed red. He used the animal's pyramid to poke the keyhole·········
I don't know how the keyhole on this door is made, Zhang Xiaoqiang's invincible animal pyramid pokes hard on it. It takes at least ten minutes for Zhang Xiaoqiang to poke through a keyhole, but the mice outside the wall can't wait for ten minutes. The watchmen on it start to sound the alarm again, and the dense gunfire starts to ring again.
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked back and saw the dead mouse falling from the wall again. He could not help but increase the strength in his hands. The rotation speed of the animal's pyramid could not help but speed up again. Sweat slowly oozed from his forehead. At first, it was one or two points, and then it kept flowing from his face