Chapter 377

"Touch..." the steel tank truck was up and down again. In the loud noise when it landed, the sound of steel bracket breaking came. Zhang Xiaoqiang was lying on the steel tank sideways and sliding along the back of the steel tank. He was numb all over. He could not lift his hands and hold the support firmly to fix himself.

The car body fell, and Zhang Xiaoqiang, who had already slipped to the end, flew up by the shock of the car, which made his sweat stand up. His stiff and numb hands waved and scratched on the smooth metal can, trying to fix himself.

The desert eagle has long wondered where it's going. Two rusty, greasy, and dirty binoculars scratch the metal can and creak. A large rivet welded on the steel can is caught by Zhang Xiaoqiang. Relying on the rivet nut half the size of a palm, he hangs himself on the side of the steel can.

The breath hanging in the throat has not yet vomited out, more than the previous two times combined with a huge vibration, hit Zhang Xiaoqiang's chest through the steel can, just like that, fighting cattle across the mountain, lying on the steel can, Zhang Xiaoqiang finally flew out of the steel can car and fell into a field full of zombies.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't feel the pain in his body for the first time. A super strong smell of corpse surrounded his facial features. Zhang Xiaoqiang immediately lost his sense of smell,

At the moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang has forgotten the pain of falling, the D3 in front of the steel tank truck, the cheering team members who just moved the cart, and even who he is, Where I come from, where I will go.

Today's zombies have a characteristic. As long as the speed of decay after death is thousands of times as usual, the smell after decay is more like substance. In this space where green fog can be seen in the air, Zhang Xiaoqiang is really dizzy.

There was a loud noise when the steel tank car was hit. Zhang Xiaoqiang sat in the open space of the corpse and fainted like the characters in the cartoon were shaking their heads in circles, except that there were no whirlpools in their eyes.

D3 As the car body continues to move backward, the trend becomes more and more obvious. On this side of the steel tank, a huge groove is emerging,

With the continuous vibration of the car body, the wheel of the one person high car finally fell off, The tall rubber tire rolled on the ground and crashed into the corpse in the distance, splashing a pool of green corpse liquid.

As the D3 continued to crash, the car body with few wheels began to tilt. Slowly, the car body tilted more and more. Finally, the steel tank car could not stand the destruction of the D3 zombie and fell askew, pressing it under the steel tank.

D3 Being pressed under the car body, Zhang Xiaoqiang is still in a trance with the smell of corpse. He is about to faint from the strong smell of corpse. A figure rushes over, grabs his back collar, tilts it behind him and rushes out.

"Tong" Zhang Xiaoqiang was thrown to the ground, and then a running water poured down from his head on his head. When Zhang Xiaoqiang woke up, he found that he had reached the middle of the team. Yang Ke'er was exhaling while Yuan Yi's kettle had just been taken back.

Zhang Xiaoqiang immediately turned over and stood up and yelled at the team members around him: "hurry... Retreat quickly. What are you doing here, waiting to die?"

"Honey, it's OK. The big guy is pressed down by the car and can't move. We're safe."

Hearing what Yang Ke'er said, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked back at the steel tank truck. Sure enough, the cart was overturning in the distance, and D3 disappeared. From time to time, there was a dull sound in the cart, as if something was knocking under the car.

The powerful D3 zombie is on the street. Zhang Xiaoqiang's biggest psychological pressure is temporarily put on hold. Until now, his heart is slightly down from the first encounter with D3. He is relieved for the moment. A strong stench rushes into his nose. Thinking of the corpse stench hell, he quickly checks whether he is contaminated with corpse water.

Just after flying out, he fell into the middle of the corpse cup by cup. Fortunately, the place where he fell happened to be in the open space of the corpse room. Although his clothes were emitting a strong odor, after all, they had not been stained with those disgusting green corpse water. When Yang Ke'er carried them out, they didn't drag them on the ground, but let him avoid a disaster.

As long as he doesn't get the thick body fluid on him, Zhang Xiaoqiang's mind goes back to D3, who is pressed under the car in the distance. His plan can't keep up with the change. Zhang Xiaoqiang plans to take D3 to fight against the big car and go down to the car to chase the team members to wh empty handed. But now most of the danger of D3 has been eliminated, This gives him time to let the players take their family with them.

More than 30 team members, led by Yang Ke'er, began to move obstacle cars again. Originally, they only opened a small road that could allow people to pass sideways. Now they want to expand the road to at least accommodate 8x large military trucks.

Yuan Yi takes Guo Fei and them to cut off the scattered zombies around the military vehicles. Zhang Xiaoqiang takes Shangguan Qiaoyun to the two steel tank cars that are constantly shivering and making a dull sound.The long car body is like a huge whale that died on the beach, the rusty steel parts, the incomplete body paint, and the windshield cracked by D3, all of which are talking about its glory.

D3 Now he was very embarrassed. Outside his huge head, his whole body was pressed under the big steel can as heavy as Mount Tai. He couldn't move. Instead, his lower body had a neutral gear because of the falling off of the wheels, which made him hit the chassis of the car body with his knees and make a dull noise.

D3 T-type zombies can be regarded as digging holes to bury themselves. The previous D3, which was full of deterrence and could kill tens of thousands of zombies, has now become a dead fish without danger. How can Zhang Xiaoqiang not be happy?

Zhang Xiaoqiang looks at D3, who wants to howl but can't make a sound due to throat injury. With a Yang eyebrow, he draws out the rat King blade with both hands, and walks to D3's big round head with a YD smile·····

"Hu" Zhang Xiaoqiang takes a long breath and looks helplessly at Shangguan Qiaoyun, who is standing beside him with a smile, The big cars blocking the road in the distance have been removed, and the scattered zombies beside the military vehicles have also been cleared. All kinds of vehicles are roaring past him, and Yang Ke'er, who has completed the task, is running towards him covered with stains.

The big head of D3 at his feet looks like a white metal ball. The thick skin and scales on D3's head have long been removed by the sharp rat King blade, but Zhang Xiaoqiang's efforts can only stop there. Looking at the white skull, he really has a feeling of powerlessness