"Rush me, rush me, if you don't rush, wait to go to hell and accept God's judgment!" Zhou Yuping's men forced the crowd with wooden sticks in their hands to rush forward with their guns in their hands. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The survivors hesitated, but when the bullet hit their feet and many of the unlucky ones were hit by ricochets, they had to drag their feet and rush into East Town with their rudimentary weapons.

This is a long street, and the whole town is originally composed of a long north-south street and small alleys on both sides, tall and low buildings. The battle takes place at dusk, and the survivors spontaneously form groups of two or three people to fight the zombies.

Zhou Yuping's men were guarding the periphery, and they were not completely idle, in addition to monitoring the survivors' attacks, they also had to clean up the scattered zombies on the periphery.

There are not a few zombies in the town, you must know that at the moment of the catastrophe, many people came from the nearby countryside to take refuge, and the number was not only two or three thousand estimated by Zhou Yuping at the beginning, but twice the number.

Although there are tens of thousands of survivors, there are men and women, bold and timid, but in general, a large part of these survivors have little experience in fighting zombies. And there are few zombies on the surface, but in fact there are many.

If everyone still has a little choice before entering East Town, then after entering East Town, the zombies have been alarmed, they are pouring over like a tide, you just don't want to fight.

The women, children, and old men all shrank back, and the Overseers had shot hundreds of people irrationally, but they still couldn't stop their timidity. The men fought on the long street, some of them could see that they were extraordinary, but some of them were completely in a hurry, and the space was too narrow to give the zombies a fatal blow, so when they were about to be pounced, they pushed their companions into the zombie pile.

The vicious curse has been passed on to each other in people's hearts, and if Zhou Yuping hadn't led a team to rush forward, he would have been defeated a long time ago.

"Captain, this guy is a complete idiot, he doesn't take human life seriously, he can't go on like this, if it goes on a little longer, people will only die more and more, maybe some of them will become zombies, and everyone will die." The special combat team was mixed in the battle, and in the face of this kind of slash that seemed to be on the scale of several thousand people, they seemed to be at ease.

The captain was a southerner from Guangzhou, and when he got angry, he scolded some dialects that other team members didn't understand: "Dead fish, this is going to fight the streets・・・・・・." To be honest, he didn't look down on Zhou Yuping's command ability.

I didn't make any preparations for this battle in advance, and after I came, I didn't care about how to distribute the forces at all, and I just treated the survivors as full cannon fodder and started to rush, and I just wanted to destroy the rhythm completely.

"According to the original plan, kill him first, so that after the organization of those people in the original Jiangcheng camp is broken, they can't fight like this anymore." The captain gritted his teeth and said.

A few minutes later, when Zhou Yuping took the lead in rushing to a pile of zombies in a preserved fruit shop, a tall bus was parked outside the shop, which happened to cover the space very narrowly. The water man slashed and killed in it with both water blades in his hands, and in just a few breaths, more than a dozen zombies were dismembered by him, and he was about to come out, when suddenly several figures appeared at the door, they were carrying large square tanks, and the water man was deeply impressed by this, thinking that Qi Qiqi used such a flamethrower to launch a sneak attack from behind that night, and almost burned him alive into water vapor.

At the command of the man who led the "hands-on", three flamethrowers spewed fire dragons at the same time, and even the glass cabinets of the shop melted under the thick flames.

The sound of the sound was incessant in the small shop, it was the collision of water and fire, and the water man was completely unable to move by the three flames.

"You all deserve to die... I won't die, I'm the Messiah..." The flames had burned the bones under his face to the bone.

Some zombies were attracted by the flames but were shot and killed by several other people who had already prepared for it, and the captain took out a suitcase and took out a small metal jar from it, on which the skull was prominently red.

"This liquid bomb is the brainchild of many years of research at the headquarters, and such a bottle is equivalent to the power of dozens of tons of TNT explosives, but unfortunately it is too unstable to be used in the warhead of a weapon, but it can be used on this guy today." The captain looked at Zhou Yuping, who was roaring in the flames, and was a little frightened in his heart, he felt that if this guy didn't die today, it would definitely be them who died.

Soon the bomb was placed at the door of the shop, Zhou Yuping's body was constantly resisting the flames, constantly repairing and constantly evaporating into water vapor, small water vapor explosions were happening all the time, cracks appeared in the walls of the shop, and the rest of the things had either become ashes or had been blown up.

There are not many people around Zhou Yuping, just a dozen, and they have long been hidden in the shadows by the snipers of the special combat team, although they have been brainwashed by their diehards, but at best, they are just a few ordinary people, who don't know how to protect themselves on the battlefield at all, let alone expect someone to put a cold gun behind them.

The flames dispersed, and Zhou Yuping collapsed to the ground, like a piece of coke, unable to move for half a minute, but the special combat team still did not dare to rush forward, but began to clean up the situation with Neiying, so that the survivors gradually distanced themselves from the zombies.

The Warlords on the periphery couldn't figure out why the survivors weren't afraid that they were always backing away, and were about to shoot the chickens to show the monkeys, but the accurate bursts of several sniper rifles made it impossible for anyone to get into the machine gun position.

Zhou Yuping saw that the footsteps of those people gradually moved away, and then there was a small shop with burning embers, which attracted the piles of zombies back, and the zombies were not as afraid of the flames as beasts but were full of curiosity like children, just like moths to a fire, and after a while, the smell of rancid barbecue began to disperse, and some zombies noticed Zhou Yuping, who was lying on the ground with a pitch-black body and open skin, as if he had found some treasure, and knelt down stiffly, opened his mouth and began to bite the tender meat in the burnt skin.

However, when they bit down, they found that it was all water, and there was not much flesh and blood. Zhou Yuping has found it difficult to maintain his own hydration, and his body is still repairing itself, but there are only so many things that the last energy can do, at most he will recover from his injuries, and it is unlikely that he will use the ability again, he will not move at all during this time, these damn zombies are likely to increase his energy consumption, and finally be dragged to death here.

Damn, are you really going to die here? The consumption of energy has been stuck to the bottom line, and his pupils are gradually turning red.