Chapter 21: Beheading
Click!
The blade of the axe slashed firmly into the neck of the black stiff, and the sound of bones breaking was extremely clear in the forest where the needle could be heard.
But as if there was no pain, the zombie tilted his head and clamped the blade of the axe with his shoulders and half of his face, preventing the axe from pulling away.
Fortunately, Li Ang let go of the handle of the axe and kicked it in the chest.
The black stiff who had only taken a few steps back after a shotgun hit in the front, his body was as tough as steel poured, and he only took half a step back slightly after eating a kick from Leon.
This half step is sufficient.
Leon fell backwards with the reaction force of the kick, but with his right hand he pulled out a glass bottle of Coca-Cola from his backpack.
The glass bottle was not filled with cola, but with a high concentration of gasoline mixture, the mouth of the bottle was covered with rubber, and two sealed glass tubes containing concentrated sulfuric acid were glued to the sides of the bottle.
The Coca-Cola bottle spun in the air, gliding, and finally collided with the zombie's swarthy forehead, exploding with a bang.
Molotov cocktail cocktails are usually made of cloth soaked in flammable liquid, which is lit with a lighter before being thrown.
The Soviet-made Molotov cocktail made by Li Ang relies on the chemical heat generated after the collision of the concentrated sulfuric acid glass tube, which is safer and saves the step of taking out the lighter to ignite.
Glass shards were scattered in all directions, and the mixture of concentrated sulfuric acid and gasoline was evenly sprinkled on the black zombie's body, emitting a strong pungent smell that was enough to cover the stench of the corpse.
In an instant, the blazing chemical energy ignited the gasoline mixture, and a little spark swept through the zombie's body with a fiery fire, and in the blink of an eye, the black zombie became a humanoid torch.
The flames rose into the sky, illuminating the dense forest as bright as day, and the unconscious insects were attracted by the light and flapped their wings to fly around the humanoid torch.
The shroud on the zombie's body turned into ashes in an instant, and even the layer of black hair, which could even stop bullets, curled and shriveled under the flames.
"Shhhh
The black stiff mouth opened as wide as a poisonous snake, roared violently, and the axe on his neck fell in response.
Boom!
Li Ang pulled the trigger of the shotgun, and the black zombie hit by the steel ball bullet twitched on the spot as if he had been electrocuted.
Bang bang bang!
The shotgun fired one after another without stopping, and the black zombie retreated step by step, and the flammable liquid dripping from its body slowly dripped onto the pile of fallen leaves, creating burning footprints.
The black hair was almost burned to the length of a finger knuckle, and Leon pressed the last two rounds into the chamber of the shotgun and took out the electric nail gun in his backpack.
This industrial-grade nail gun has a maximum power of 2500W and can shoot 45 steel nails per minute, penetrating 10-20mm concrete walls or channels.
Flesh and bones are no different from frozen tofu in front of this nail gun.
Ding, ding, ding.
The crisp sound of nail guns rang out in the dense forest, and after the long black hair was weakened, the long nails hit the black stiff forehead, eye sockets, the bridge of the nose, the lips, the teeth, and the Adam's apple, penetrating the skin and digging into the flesh.
After a few breaths, the black face was already densely covered with steel nails, and the terrifying image was enough to make the dense phobia scream and faint.
The steel spike slammed into the brain, wringing the rotting brain into a pulp, but even so, it didn't fall.
In the shadow of the longing tree, the long black hair on the zombie's body seemed to have life, and it automatically twisted together extremely quickly, twisted and twisted, curled and entangled, and formed a layer of hollow mesh defense layer like chain mail on the surface of the zombie's body.
As the reticulated defense layer was established, these faint green hairs began to extract the remaining bodily fluids from the black zombie body, and secreted them to apply to the inside and outside of the reticulated defense layer, filling the mesh holes in the defense layer.
When the mesh holes are plugged, the flames burning inside are quickly extinguished without oxygen supplementation, and the flames burning on the outside are blocked by moist hairs, and the fire decreases and gradually extinguishes.
The whole process took place in a matter of seconds, and as the body fluids were withdrawn, the already dry muscles of the black zombie atrophied even more, and from a distance it looked like a black ape walking upright, thin, weak, and not threatening.
The short, thin black zombie stood in place with his back hunched over like a sculpture, and Leon watched the other party silently, slowly stepping back as he kept changing the steel nail chain for the nail gun in his hand.
Suddenly, Li Ang's eyes flashed, and the speed of the black zombie was a few points faster, and in the blink of an eye, it crossed a distance of several meters and flashed directly in front of Li Ang.
The black stiff claws slashed diagonally, and Li Ang hurriedly retreated, but he still couldn't help but be picked up by the tips of the black stiff nails to the CQB tactical body armor he was wearing.
The outermost soft puncture layer of CQB body armor is woven from high-strength polyethylene fiber, which is 40% stronger than the famous Kevlar aramid fiber material.
However, this soft anti-puncture layer that can withstand thousands of dagger stabs from adult males did not survive even half a second in front of the black stiff nails, and was directly torn into rags and scattered in the air.
The talon continues to pull down.
On the inside of the CQB body armor is a SAPI bulletproof insert that meets the NIJ-III. standard of the National Institute of Justice of the United States, and an OTV bulletproof vest.
This NIJ-III. bulletproof steel plate weighs 1.8 kilograms, and even if it is a 7.62mm caliber bullet frontal bombardment, it can completely withstand it.
The claws fell, and the bulletproof steel plate and the black stiff nails made a sharp grinding sound that made a tooth-aching sound,
The high-strength steel created by the modern industrial society was actually curled up by the sharp edge of the fingernail, and the whole steel plate was cut off and split in two.
Fortunately, the zombie claws were slightly blocked by the body armor, and they could not advance an inch, and they could no longer disembowel Li Ang in one go.
There was a lot of danger, and before Li Ang, who was wandering on the line of life and death, could take a breath, he saw Hei Zhuang swinging his claws again.
The terrible sound of the claws breaking the air sounded in his ears, Li Ang's heart was like stopping water, his face did not change, he did not retreat, but advanced, and while the claws had not yet waved, he directly crashed into the arms of the black zombie.
Can't retreat, step by step, step by step, Black Zombie's agility is much higher than that of Li Ang, as long as he retreats, sooner or later he will be torn to pieces by a stormy attack.
The two are disparity in size, and this collision is like a silverback gorilla hugging a red-nosed baboon, directly sealing the black stiff shoulder.
In this embarrassing position comparable to a veneer dance, Leon could clearly smell the rich rancid blood smell on the other party's body, which was enough to destroy the olfactory system.
It's the same as soaking in the sauna for more than ten days....
I miss it so much. Leon thought so.
Kala, as the sound of the nail gun being reloaded, put his hands together around the black and stiff Leon, and pressed the nail gun against the back of the zombie's neck.
Ding Ding Ding Ding!
More than a dozen nails were dug into the gaps between the atlas scarcity, the pivot cone, and the third cervical vertebra, tearing the ligament, piercing the dura, and breaking the cervical scarf.
For ordinary people, this kind of injury is enough to be fatal on the spot, at least it is a narrow length of paralysis, but the black stiff only lost the support of his neck, and his whole head fell crookedly on his shoulder, and the one-arm that was still waving in the air still had the strength to slash towards Li Ang.
Now is the time!
Li Ang's cat's eye, which was bright in the dark night, suddenly bloomed with brilliant light!
Illusion, activation.
In the black stiff mind, such a picture was projected: a little boy in tattered clothes, with a yellow face and thin muscles, with a snot, holding a wooden basin and crying,
"Mother! I'm hungry! ”
A mediocre word, but as if it had magical power, drained all the strength of the black zombie.
The claws waving in the air, trembling, could not be cut any longer.
Those chaotic, hazy fragments of memory, brewing and precipitating in the rotting brain, finally condensed into drops of blood and tears, gushing out of the eye sockets and sliding down the dry cheeks.
When people die, everything disappears, and it is no longer the old woman who was once reborn in the world, but another new life full of hatred - it is a zombie, a zombie that feeds on resentment and flesh and blood.
It should not harbor any feelings from previous lives, and it should not be sad about anything or something.
But why, why does the heart hurt so much?
"Roar!"
As if to deny the past, there was a moment of cowardice in denial, and the black zombie returned to ferocity, and the last remaining emotion in his eyes was also wiped out like snow in fertile soup.
The crooked head opened its mouth, and the sharp canine teeth were like blades, biting towards Leon, and at the same time, the one-arm turned into a grasp, grabbing Leon's spine from top to bottom.
With the help of Li Ang, who hesitated for a second just now, he first lifted his shoulder sharply, knocked the head of the black zombie that he bit upward, and then leaned forward, lifting his right leg high and back, like a ballet performer, and hit the wrist of the black zombie from top to bottom with the toe of his right leg, blocking the attack.
The black stiff head was slammed by Li Ang's shoulder from the bottom up, and the whole head fell backwards violently, the back of the head was attached to the back, and the entire neck was connected by a layer of skin and flesh!
No matter how unscientific the zombie born from the resentment of heaven and earth is, the whole body still has to rely on the spine dragon to exert its strength, and now the spine is damaged, and her single arm is like a marionette that has lost the traction of the silk thread, falling suddenly, and even the long black hair on her body is suddenly fluffy, and it can no longer constitute protection.
Li Ang was silent, gently hugged the black zombie, stepped on the ground and wrapped the zombie all the way forward, and one person and one corpse hit the trunk of a big tree that was thick with two people.
Bang!
The trunks of the trees swayed, the branches trembled, the flying leaves fell, and the sporadic moonlight seeped through the cracks in the branches and shone on the forest.
By the light of the moon, Leon stepped back, pulled out the dagger in his boot with his backhand, and slammed it into the zombie's mouth, nailing the black zombie to the trunk of the tree like a nail.
With the other hand, through the tactical glove, he deftly picked up the camping tomahawk that had just fallen from the black stiff's neck from the ground.
The zombies who were nailed to the tree with daggers had only pure hatred for the living in their eyes, and no trace of consciousness remained.
Pathetic, pathetic, pathetic.
The blades of the tomahawk reflected the cold light in the moonlight.
Leon's arm, like a woodsman, swung his battle axe in an arc and slashed at the black stiff's neck.
Boom!
The trunk shook again.
Zombie head and body separation.
【Kill the Zombies in Hidden Mountain Village 1/1】
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