Chapter 759

Yang Ke'er yells, and the horn gun flies over. When Zhang Xiaoqiang sees the horn gun, he enters the dynamic vision. Yang Ke'er throws it to Zhang Xiaoqiang according to her usual strength. Her strength is not comparable to that of ordinary people. Even Zhang Xiaoqiang is far inferior. Seeing that the horn gun flies at a lightning speed, Zhang Xiaoqiang really wants to pull Yang Ke'er over and spank him.

The horn gun is extremely sharp. With Yang Ke'er's strength, I believe that when he plunges into the ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang will not pull it out, but dig it out. Do you have time to do it now? The horn gun is very good as a weapon. At least Zhang Xiaoqiang can use it to break the shell of the mutant shrimp which is harder than the steel plate, so he can't lose this weapon.

With a loud shout, he jumped up in the air and kicked his foot in the middle of the crossbar of the horn gun. The straight horn gun flew out obliquely, turned in the air, whimpered, and danced out a huge circle. The huge concentric circles cut into the ground, cut into the dense mutant shrimp group, and immediately twisted out a bloody storm.

Whether it's the tip of the horn gun or the spiral pattern of the gun head, as long as there is a mutant shrimp, it will be cut through the hard shell and wring the double claws. The flying horn gun will roll out a piece of open space in the shrimp group, and finally it will be exhausted, and it will be in the air, and it will nail a mutant shrimp on the ground.

The mutated shrimp nailed to the ground by the horn gun can't move. Zhang Xiaoqiang rushes to the mutated shrimp group along the neutral gear swept away by the horn gun, and pulls up the horn gun inserted on the ground. A mutated shrimp weighing more than ten kilograms is still hanging on the gun head, holding the gun in both hands, twisting the gun body with his right hand, and the horn gun rotates, The mutant shrimp hanging on the gun body is divided into three parts by the spiral pattern of the gun head.

Then Zhang Xiaoqiang danced his long gun to fight among the shrimps. The shells of one mutant shrimp were pierced by the horns, and one mutant shrimp was nailed to the gun head by the horns. With the rotation of the gun body, Zhang Xiaoqiang killed the mutant shrimp several times faster than he did with a rifle. Yang Ke'er saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang was able to escape from the dangerous situation, Standing in a safe area, while avoiding the mutant shrimp, while waiting for Zhang Xiaoqiang out of the siege.

Zhang Xiaoqiang seems to be powerful, but he knows that the highest mutant shrimp is less than 50 cm. Every time Zhang Xiaoqiang wields his horn gun, he has to bend slightly, and there are countless mutant shrimp at his feet. He has to be careful all the time to prevent the mutant shrimp from coming to him. Relatively speaking, every time he kills or picks up one, he has to make extra efforts.

Therefore, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who is so majestic in the shrimp group, is far from as relaxed as he shows. It doesn't take long. His military uniform has been soaked with sweat, his chest and back show large wet marks, and his forehead is sweating. In the process of entanglement, Zhang Xiaoqiang hears that the sound of gunfire in the direction of the wharf has gradually weakened, and he is slowly approaching the burning village. Zhang Xiaoqiang knows that, He must rush out and join up, or both of them will be broken.

"Touch..." a mutant shrimp flew high, fell on the burning treetop and splashed with countless sparks. "Touch..." the second mutant shrimp was once again whipped away by the horn gun that swung out the shadow, fell tens of meters away, and was submerged by countless peers. Zhang Xiaoqiang swung the horn gun again without taking care of the smoke.

Zhang Xiaoqiang changed the posture of holding the gun body with both hands, took down a horn, held the tail of the horn gun, and shot out the mutant shrimp that came to his feet like playing golf. The efficiency of this posture was far higher than before. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not consume too much physical strength and energy as before, especially had leisure to observe the surroundings and find a way out.

The burning village lights up all the woods in front of and behind the house. The trees with thick legs light up the earth like flames. Countless mutant shrimps are wearing crimson crustaceans and dancing black red claws. They spread out all over the world and dye the scorched earth into a red ocean.

From time to time, some burning branches fall from the branches, which is like a torch falling into the sea. Fortunately, only a small part of the mutant shrimp surrounding Zhang Xiaoqiang, most of them spread to the distance. As long as they are not attacked, they will not take the initiative to attack. However, this does not mean anything.

There is a big pit where the dead body was shot. Even the mud soaked with blood was dug out and eaten by the mutant shrimp. Even a piece of rag head could not be found in the huge pit. The whole person's flesh, bones and clothes disappeared. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that the skin of the big pit was itchy. He didn't want to be eaten by the shrimp, which would be worse than being eaten by the zombie, At least zombies don't eat bones.

The fear in Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart fills his whole heart. Extreme fear gives birth to extreme courage. With a loud shout, the head of the horn gun sticks to the ground and sweeps out horizontally. The sharp horn gun cuts a deep semicircular narrow ditch on the ground, splashing the dust all over the sky and sweeping the shrimps fiercely.

As soon as more than ten basin sized mutant shrimps took off, they all landed in the middle of a group of shrimps around a burning dead tree. More than ten mutant shrimps fell and caused a confusion. The mutant shrimps were hostile to their companions who fell from the sky. They caught the same kind of big claws and tore them up for a moment, More than ten mutant shrimps have become crayfish.It's far from over. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't take back his horn gun. He stuck it to the ground and swept it. Countless mutant shrimps flew around. Zhang Xiaoqiang swept the mutant shrimps as far as he could. The bucket was thick and he didn't know how many years old it had been.

Soon, Zhang Xiaoqiang swept out of the path. Although more mutant shrimps filled the path again, before the path was filled again, Zhang Xiaoqiang took off in three steps, jumped in the air, clenched his teeth, did not look at the red ocean at his feet, but only looked at the old tree. With the momentum of his whole body, he hung a horn gun and nailed it to the big trunk burning with fire and smoke.

Nearly 80 cm of the horn gun head is nailed into the tree trunk for more than 30 cm. Zhang Xiaoqiang hangs on the horn gun and is connected with the burning tree. On the ground more than one meter away from his feet, countless shrimps bypass the burning tree and march into the distance. Standing in the distance, Yang Ke'er's three daughters are forced back by the influx of shrimps, but their eyes are staring at Zhang Xiaoqiang hanging on the tree trunk.

Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yang Ke'er didn't have time to have a deep look at each other. He didn't have time. He turned over to the body of the gun and moved slowly like a burning tree trunk. He wanted to go up to a big tree. At least there, he could get a foothold, although the place was really not so good.

In the middle of climbing, the horn embedded in the tree began to skew. The horn was sharp and squeezed by external force. The horn embedded in the tree broke the wood fiber in the tree trunk and moved down slowly. Zhang Xiaoqiang was in a hurry. He was really in a hurry. How similar was it to hanging it on the fence for the first time? In a hurry, Zhang Xiaoqiang put his hands on the body of the gun and stepped on the gunshot to jump to the burning tree.

Previously, he was going to slowly approach and cut off the burning bark with the rat King blade. Now it's too late for him to watch him fall to the burning trunk.

Although he had been prepared for a long time, the first time he fell on the branch of a big tree was intense heat and suffocation. His eyes could not be opened because of the thick smoke. His respiratory tract was also attacked by the heat wave and thick smoke. Then the flames around him rolled back to him. Even the regular military uniform could not stand the fire, and began to smoke