Chapter 237

A forearm with five claw blades fell on the roof of the car. It bounced up and fell under the car. Suddenly, it lost one claw, which made S2 lose its center of gravity. It leaned to the side to regain its balance. Before it stood firm, Zhang Xiaoqiang's right arm swung from its leg.

S2's left thigh is separated from his body. Even though the claw blade on his right foot and his right foot are buckled on the iron sheet on the roof, his body is still leaning to one side. As soon as he is about to fall on the roof, the iron sheet buckled by the claw blade on his foot is creaking, and a half inch long fracture is brought out by the barb claw blade on S2's foot.

"Brush" flashing yellow fluorescent shadow from the remaining thigh of S2 skimmed, the second thigh from S2's body, into a half of S2 fell on the bumpy roof, the body with the car shaking children constantly rolling.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes are round and gnashing his teeth as he looks at S2 rolling under his feet. The rat King blade in his hand is crystal clear and shining, and there is no stain on the blade that is curved like a scythe. As Zhang Xiaoqiang's right arm swings down again, the sharp blade cuts a small and narrow crack on the skin of the car roof, which is missed on the only broken claw left in S2, S2's only remaining arm was bumped under the car.

A big foot in military shoes kicked the corpse stick rolling on the roof of the car. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't cut off his head. There's no need. This S2 without limbs can only climb on the ground like a maggot forever. Zhang Xiaoqiang is also a kind of alternative killing.

Drag the dead machine gunner into the machine gun nest. Zhang Xiaoqiang takes out a good bullet chain from the ammunition box, presses it into the machine box, pulls the bolt, and the long lost sound of heavy machine gun rings again.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes are illuminated by the fiery flame of the gun. He can't tell whether it is the reflection of the flame of the heavy machine gun or the anger in his eyes. There is a kind of guilt in his heart. If he doesn't rush into the corpse group with these team members to save people, the machine gunner will not die, but the machine gunner is dead. It's useless to say too much. Zhang Xiaoqiang vent all his anger in the front of the corpse group.

Zhang Xiaoqiang took a chance when shooting with an assault rifle, but when he operated the heavy machine gun, it was like divine help. He was twice as powerful as ordinary people, so he couldn't feel the violent vibration when the heavy machine gun was fired. His sharp eyes compared with the telescope allowed him to correct his trajectory at the first time. He didn't shoot with the machine gun, It's about holding the trigger in both hands and sending the bullets out.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is using the heavy machine gun as a rifle. Although it's a spot shot, the firing speed is not slow. The low sound of the gun becomes a line, giving people a sense of continuous shooting.

Many shining baryon bullets smashed the ugly heads of zombies. As the heads of zombies split like a watermelon, they planted pieces of skull tissue. Yellow brains were flying all over the sky. Black blood and some broken fangs fell around like rain.

A chain of two hundred and fifty bullets shot out, and the roadside was full of lost bodies. The SUV and Lao Jiefang joined. Zhang Xiaoqiang stood up and waved to the exit where he came from. The driver of Lao Jiefang nodded his head and stepped on the accelerator. Lao Jiefang roared past the SUV, followed by a 180 degree turn, Three or four zombies are flying, with their heels behind the old liberation.

The S-type zombie group that followed the old liberation is now behind the SUV. Zhang Xiaoqiang re loaded the bullet, turned the muzzle behind him, and ejected the heavy particles into the group one by one to blow the head of the zombie that ran in the front.

Zhang Xiaoqiang and his family have cleaned up the road in the future. The zombies in front of them have been cleared by heavy machine guns before they formed a large scale. The crowd that used to squat in the old liberated wooden carriage in front of them also began to come alive. Among them, two young men in their twenties were holding the wooden guard rail to point at Zhang Xiaoqiang who was shooting.

"Touch ·······" Lao Jiefang overpowered the dead corpse, and the side wheel soared into the air. "Ah ···············" two screams. The two brave young men were taken out of the car. When they rolled on the ground, the crowd in the car began to scream and stop.

Lao Jiefang seems to have slowed down. A 53 style 7.62mm bullet smashed the rear view mirror on the left side of Lao Jiefang. Lao Jiefang's speed suddenly rose again, allowing the crowd in the back compartment to yell and stop.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the two young people who were about to be drowned by the corpses, pulled the trigger with both hands, and two heavy bullets penetrated into their eyebrows one after another to blow their heads.

This is just a small episode for Zhang Xiaoqiang. He starts shooting at the S-shaped zombies behind him again. Before his car enters the building on the street, he opens the gun case, throws aside the bullet chain with dozens of bullets left, replaces it with a bullet chain full of bullets, and opens the safety guard.

Today, the change of the corpse group makes Zhang Xiaoqiang suspect that zombies are no longer scattered sand. Zhang Xiaoqiang has to be more defensive.

In the distance is a four story restaurant. The sign above is Yang Ma's restaurant. The building was not built long ago. The tiles on the outer wall can reflect light. A head that is not much bigger than a monkey's head appears in a corner of the roof. Its head doesn't show much. Changing people under the building may not see what it is, But Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes can clearly see the dark skin folds on his hairless head.Zhang Xiaoqiang no longer cares about the zombies behind him. He carefully observes the roofs of the buildings in front of him. He doesn't know how many zombies are lying in ambush on the roofs. The evolutionary ratio of type 2 zombies is 1500:1. He doesn't know if this value is right. There are 100000 zombies in this county. Even if type D and type s are half, there are dozens of S2 zombies.

A shadow fell from the sky and was printed on the old liberation car in front of them. The men and women squatted in the car, holding the rail tightly and enduring the violent turbulence. No one found a S2 above their heads. It would be like a scythe wielding God of death to collect their lives.

S2 Zhang Xiaoqiang's hot muzzle of his heavy machine gun is always aiming at S2, which is about to fall into the carriage. When he sees S2 falling into the carriage, the sound of "Ta TA Ta" 54 heavy machine gun firing is constantly ringing in his ears.

One by one flashing streamer of heavy bullets in S2 dark body through a hole, S2 cup, he can no longer shrink the body into a ball, heavy machine gun bullets to its body impact will continue to take it back, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heavy machine gun gunfire in the hands of a moment does not stop, S2 continues to be taken out of the body of black blood bullets rushed back.

Lao Jiefang is galloping below and S2 is flying above Lao Jiefang. This rare scene is seen by the driver of an off-road vehicle