Chapter 208: Those Are Not People (Ask for a Monthly Pass)
Roar –
As soon as the bald living corpse screamed, the living corpses around it immediately rushed forward desperately as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and crashed forward. But they were already stuck in the car array, and the fart was so big that they could exert any strength, and they made a few cars sway, as if there were dogs and men and women in them.
However, the living corpse could not survive.
But it didn't take long for an earth-shattering roar to sound in the direction of Min'an Street, and the large number of living corpses gathered at the end obviously received the signal of the same kind, rushed to the fork in the road like a group of estrus beasts, turned a corner, and rushed towards Fukang Road.
From a distance, the corpses were like flash floods, washing in directly from Min'an Street, and those vehicles that were scattered on the road were washed away by the corpses, or even directly submerged!
This turbid torrent made a bend at the intersection, splashing countless waves, I don't know how many rushed too fast living corpses, and were killed and trampled by the same kind.
But the torrent still swept towards Fukang Road, and the living corpses scrambled to pounce and slammed into the vehicles on the road. Smaller vehicles were hit by them, not only knocked away, but even overturned.
The larger ones, although they will not overturn, but under the collision, they have also rushed away.
Countless living corpses rushed forward like a tide of rage, rushing into the car formation on Fukang Road, like a tumbling and wriggling fat worm, bubbling with disgust.
A bus stopped in front of the corpses, and the living corpses crashed into it frantically with a devastating momentum. The muffled sound of the collision was continuous, and the ringing was non-stop. Gradually, a mountain of corpses piled up in front of the car.
Under the push of this mountain of corpses, the bus began to warp and tilt slowly? Finally, he fell heavily to the ground.
Immediately? Mountains of corpses toppled and hundreds of living corpses rolled down? Like a great wave? slapped on the road and rushed away one car after another.
Then? The closest living corpse is only a hundred steps away from Beidou.
Beidou immediately turned around and jumped down? Based on a previously planned route? Quickly weave your way through the formation.
Behind, the corpses roared, frantically chasing the living figure in front. They stepped on gasoline-soaked corpses and landed in shallow oil puddles? Letting gasoline get on your body? I also rushed forward without hesitation!
On the other side of Fukang Road, three platforms made of cars have been piled up, which were made by the survivors with construction machinery last night.
Liu Lang stood on the highest platform, taking in the scene on Fukang Road at a glance.
Today's Liu Lang? Wearing a suit of riot armor on the outside and a fortified suit on the inside. Two shotguns in your back? He returned a rifle in his hand, and looked armed to the teeth.
Distance? Beidou jumped up and down in the car formation, showing excellent athleticism. When he enters a safe place? Near the platform? Zhang Chi turned around and shouted, "Boss? It's time to get started! ”
Liu Lang raised his rifle and pointed in the direction where the corpses were coming, but said calmly: "Wait." ”
Zhang Chi nervously clenched the rifle in his hand, and looked up to see that the living corpses that rushed in from Min'an Avenue had already rushed through nearly half of Fukang Road.
Now the number of living corpses in Fukang Road is afraid that there are no more than two or three thousand, and when you look at it, it is dense and crowded, just like a procession for the New Year's parade.
Zhang Chi didn't dare to imagine what would happen if he let this group of corpses come over, probably the survivors wouldn't even have a chance to resist, and they would be swallowed up by the corpses, right?
As the corpses advanced, Liu Lang's breathing gradually became heavy. Finally, when the corpses were almost two-thirds of the way through, Lao Liu lowered the muzzle of his gun and opened fire on something black on the ground!
Bang!
The bullet hit the ground, and there immediately burst into flames, which quickly spread forward...
That black thing, it's gasoline. Liu Lang had a route poured with gasoline that stretched all the way to Fukang Road. At this time, the ground on Fukang Road was already full of oil puddles, and with the advancement of the living corpses, gasoline was stained everywhere.
So when the fire dragon burrowed into the corpses, not long after, a fireball suddenly rose. Next, the fire is out of control!
The flames spread in patches, turning living corpses into fireballs and causing many vehicles to explode. The entire Fukang Road was blown to a staggering scale, and the floors on both sides, rows of windows shattered the glass, and countless fragments sprayed to the ground and fell into the flames....
The fire rushed to the sky, and the amazing heat wave came one after another, blowing Liu Lang almost thought that his eyebrows were about to be burned. The stench of barbecue wafted through the air, as well as the strong smell of burnt meat, which made people pull up their collars and cover their noses.
As for the corpses, they were still rushing forward, but their speed had slowed down. And in Liu Lang's mind, the massive amount of integral information almost made him crazy.
Liu Lang hurriedly blocked this information, and his heart was happy, this wave down, to say the least, tens of thousands of points were burned.
"Look, Boss!"
Zhang Chi pointed ahead.
Including Liu Lang, the surrounding survivors all looked over, and it turned out that from Min'an Street, there were still living corpses rushing in. As if they didn't know that the front had turned into a sea of fire, they rushed forward without knowing it and fearlessly.
Like moths to a fire, one by one the living corpses rushed into the fire as if committing suicide, and continued to give Liu Lang points. However, as the number of living corpses increased, the fire in Fukang Road tended to be extinguished.
Fortunately, this is also in Liu Lang's calculation. So in the buildings on both sides of the road, strange figures began to appear in the windows one by one.
Dead Shooter!
Liu Lang transferred two hundred living corpse shooters, ambushed the buildings on both sides of Fukang Road in advance, and formed two shooting belts according to Beidou's suggestion.
Now the road is full of corpses, and although the crowds of corpses pouring in from Min'an Avenue are beginning to extinguish the flames, the living corpses continue to trip over the corpses of their own kind.
As a result, they can't run, and if they get stuck in a corpse, they don't even know how to get up, they just arch forward in vain.
These are simply live targets, where would Liu Lang be polite, and with a command, the living corpse shooters on the two shooting belts began to attack.
From the arm of the living corpse shooter, bone nails shoot out like bullets, cutting through the air and hitting the target.
These nails are as powerful as rifle bullets, and if a living corpse is hit by a vital point, it will die instantly.
On the car platform at the intersection, everyone was surprised, especially Beidou. He looked at the rain of bullets on the other side of the road, and his face was cloudy.
Quietly, he glanced at Liu Lang and remembered what Liu Lang said yesterday. The one who is attacking the living corpse now should be the human hand that Liu Lang said yesterday.
But the weapons they used weren't guns, at least not gunpowder guns, but more like crossbows and arrows.
Moreover, those people hid behind the windows, and they couldn't see clearly. Something that can stick out of the window, let's call it a "barrel", is very weird.
An astonishing thought surged in Beidou's mind: Or, those are not people......
PS: One o'clock in the morning, call it a day, go to bed. I'm tired and tired, and I'm going to work hard tomorrow, so I beg the big guy to vote more and encourage me