Chapter 856

Before the end, the militia knew that he had to kill the D-type zombie. For a moment, he was in a high mood and was beating around the zombie. The long knife in his hand kept waving and fell on the limbs of the zombie again and again. In the separation of skin, flesh and bone, the limbs of the zombie were cut off.

The zombie without limbs rolled on the table. It roared and wanted to stand again. Unfortunately, it lost the ability to stand forever. Only one sharp tooth stretched out its big mouth to do a bite.

The militiamen gasped and looked at the zombie on the ground. The zombie was at his feet, but he could no longer cause any harm to him. He turned to look at his captain. The militiamen captain had put down his sword and shield, smiling at him, and extending his thumb to express his appreciation. His comrades in arms looked at him admiringly, all excited and unconsciously, He has become the idol of his comrades in arms.

The militiamen turned back and looked at the boundless crowd under the stage. This time, he felt no shame, but a strange emotion was surging in his heart, and his throat began to itch, which made him want to shout something

"Oh

The crowd below roared out first. The roar shocked the whole world and covered Yang Ke'er's ears as he dozed off in the car. Zhang Xiaoqiang sat in the front row of Yang Ke'er. Zhang Xiaoqiang listened to the huge cheers, shook his eardrum and frowned. Zhang Xiaoqiang was very comfortable at the moment. He enjoyed the cheering, as if it was for him.

Today's play is deliberately arranged by Zhang Xiaoqiang. In fact, killing zombies is not difficult. Ordinary people can do it with a little exercise. Zhang Xiaoqiang killed the first type D zombie just at the beginning of the exercise. At that time, he didn't have a shield, so he killed the zombies with his wits, not to mention Yuan Yi. As a woman, she killed type D zombies with her bare hands.

What's really difficult is people's heart. It's their fear. Fear builds a high wall in their heart. They don't want to see what is outside the wall. The wall can make them feel safe temporarily, but it can't make them feel safe forever. In a safe gathering place, they delay their lives. Once the safe place is not safe, even if they have the ability to kill zombies, But because of the wall in their heart, they become lambs waiting to die.

The panic caused by the killing of zombies is pervasive in these people's hearts. They dare not face zombies because of their walls. In their depression, they want to vent their anger by looking for the same kind of zombies. Today, Zhang Xiaoqiang first used meow to fight five zombies as a child, and the second used militiamen to fight D-type zombies as ordinary people. He wanted to tell them that zombies are far safer than human beings, Let them break the walls of their hearts.

People are cheering and venting. They see, they see hope, they see the hope of human beings, and they see the hope of defeating the evolutionary zombies like a militia.

Suddenly, the cheers were silent. The militiamen on the stage raised their hands and asked the people below to stop. At this moment, the militiamen seemed to be possessed by gods, with a trace of dignity and calmness. He raised his knife and asked the people below to stop. He carefully put his shield on the floor, walked to the zombie, and raised his foot on the chest of the D-type zombie.

The long sword was raised high, the zombie at his feet was struggling to wriggle, and the militiamen's body was shaking with the Zombie's wriggling. The people below held their breath and looked at the familiar and strange figure on the stage with their hands raised.

"Ha

The militiamen yelled and made a sword from the corpse's forehead. In an instant, the corpse could not move and died under the sword. The people below cheered more. The crowd was a little crazy. They were laughing, crying, shouting and making noise. They hugged and comforted each other. They sang loudly together, as if they had killed the corpse on the stage.

The militiamen who killed the zombies were held high by his comrades in arms and rushed to one side. Four militiamen took the zombies on the stage and walked down to the stage. Sven Wen, Huang Tingwei with glasses, took the microphone and walked up to the stage. He stood on the stage, from left to right, and his eyes swept down the stage. It was strange to say that people in the front row automatically took notice when he saw his eyes, The noise gradually subsided from front to back, and the people under the stage looked up and waited for Huang Tingwei to speak.

"Down... Down... Down..."

Through the microphone in his hand and the loudspeakers placed on one side, Huang Tingwei's words spread all over the gathering place and echoed in the far sky.

"Let me tell you something about zombies..."

Most people don't know about zombies. They always think that zombies are mysterious and invincible. Now that they have broken the myth that zombies are invincible, they still don't know what zombies are. Since Huang Tingwei tells them on stage, They all listen attentively.

"Zombies are actually human beings..."

As we all know, they are not impatient, waiting to listen to the following.

"... the key lies in the brain, which can be blocked by obstacles, or by injuring the limbs of zombies, and then hit their brains..."Huang Tingwei said that there was a lot of noise coming from the following crowd. People were talking to each other. Before the militia demonstrated to them, they had a general idea in their mind. Huang Tingwei's words just summarized them, and they began to think about the possibility of killing zombies themselves.

"... cold weapons are better than guns. If there is no sound, zombies will not hear. Forty meters away is a safe area and can be lured... Zombies have a good sense of smell. To avoid zombies, they must be at a leeward place forty meters away..."

Speaking of this, many people consciously shut up. This is what they want to know most. Zombies are endless, You can kill one or ten, but you can't kill a hundred. Everyone knows that it's better to go at the critical moment.

"... zombies are not terrible, but evolutionary zombies are terrible. What you saw just now is evolutionary zombies. We have classified them as type D zombies. We already know that there are type D2 and type D3 zombies. We don't rule out D4 or even higher. No matter who you are or what kind of weapon you are holding, don't think about how to be a hero, The only thing you can do is to lower your head, pucker up your ass and run as far as you can. The morphological characteristics of type D2 zombies are.... "

Huang Tingwei talked about the evolution of zombies, which is not only concerned by ordinary people. All the forces in the gathering places, including Liu Zhenghua, are listening carefully. At the same time, they also let their subordinates make records carefully. The camp has lifted the veil of zombies, showing various types of zombies in people's ears, such as S-type zombies, D-type zombies, Z-type zombies and corpse tide, Corpse sea, and the most effective weapon to deal with zombies, fire, these camps have no privacy, so they can tell the truth and let the gathering place know a new world.

"Here's the key point. Remember, remember, can't remember. I'm waiting to be eaten later. I'm not alarmist. Now, at this moment, you all listen to me. It's related to your future life and death.

Don't hurt yourself, don't have any bloodstain, don't take menstrual women to look for food, and don't kill your own people when you find a zombie. No matter how much you hate him, no matter how much he kills your father, your woman or explodes your chrysanthemum, you can't hurt any of his fingers. Once there is a smell of blood, All the zombies within a kilometer radius will come.

If it's windy, zombies will come over a few kilometers around. You can't believe it if it's not my majesty. However, if you believe it, you have to make sure you never see blood when you go out... "

When Huang Tingwei said this, all the people were listening, with fear on their faces, as if they had gone to the wild, facing countless zombies, There is only one person with different facial expressions. This is a woman. She is big and thick, with horizontal eyebrows and hanging eyes. Her face is full of pockmarks, with long hair and yellow split ends.

Such a woman, believe that any man will not have any interest, the only thing that can make people see is that this woman has not been hungry, thick knuckles, but meat.

Women, girls, men, others are frightened, only she is thoughtful, a smile on the corner of her mouth, as if to get the good news she dreamed of