Lunch time passed quickly, and the food at this time did not taste good.

If you want to be true, you can only say whether the saltiness is in place.

"Dasha, you don't have an Internet here, what kind of circle of friends do you post selfies?" One asked.

"You don't understand that, do you? The patriarch said that everyone has to have a personal memoir, but I don't know much of it, I thought to myself, it's better to take a picture and send it to the circle of friends, even if no one reads it, I will record it and remember it, hey, hey, hey, he......y, he

"Yes, then you can give me one too, I can't play anything without the Internet, and I have already lost my phone."

"Prepare for battle!"

Ran Zhiguo, the head of the regiment, shouted loudly! Everyone was shocked, where did they dare to be greedy before they finished eating, and where they dared to be wanton and stinky where they took selfies, so they had to quickly pick up their weapons and enter the combat post.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~"

Nine motorcycles roared from three directions in the distance, who was not the leader of the death squad, who was the monk.

Their eyes were cold, but their spirits were bright, and they kept throwing firecrackers all the way.

It's just that they dare to be presumptuous, driving cautiously one by one, carefully keeping a distance from the zombie group.

Coming, coming, overwhelming, sparse.

Some zombies run fast, no matter how lame his feet are, no matter how distorted his body language is.

At this time, it is the fiercest tiger descending the mountain, and the most hungry possessed by the hungry wolf!

Fierce and powerful...... It makes people gasp unconsciously.

"Whoa~whoa~"

This is the first time, even Ran Xiong has heard such a terrifying sound for the first time.

On weekdays, everyone hears that the zombies are whining, and they all want the hordes of zombies to let out such an infiltrating howl.

This cry pierces people's bodies and minds, and this cry makes people feel like falling into an ice cave.

They're hungry! It should be said that they were hungry a long time ago, and when they were hungry, they ate cockroaches, ants, rats, and even maggots in the dung pit! Ate all the live stuff!

And they can't remember, how long has it been since they've seen such a living human? How long has it been since you've tasted something so alive?

But that doesn't mean they have forgotten human beings, forgotten their wonderful tastes.

Eating meat, as if it is also their mission, keeps biting, chewing, bite by bite, piece by piece, piece by piece, brain, and even the scalp, it is so delicious, tsk~

So, they sent a signal that belonged to them to fight, and roared out their madness.

However, they didn't expect that there were even bigger surprises waiting for them!

There are too many people alive and haven't run yet? Just standing and waiting, it's so well-behaved, it's really frustrating!

"Whew! Oh! ”

The sound resounded in the sky, and the turbid river was as green as jade at this moment.

It turns out that zombies also know how to share, and they also know how to call friends! It can be seen that the high-rise building, the dilapidated house, the shop, and piles of zombies are rushing to hear the sound.

"The first and second rows are steady, and the third row is careful to pick up leaks!" It was the first time that the regimental commanders had seen such a big battle, and no one had a bottom in their hearts, especially under the hateful rule that if they were bitten, they would be killed, they could only pray for success in training, and the sky would live up to my Tulang clan!

"Ready, done!"

The first wave of battles is so imminent, there is no mercy to talk about, it is just!

"Bang!" The zombies slammed into the fortifications.

Even if the fortifications were only up to their waists, they didn't know how to turn over, they just bumped into them frantically, just baring their mouths and fangs, and spitting saliva.

"Kill!" Dasha stabbed over and directly split the zombie into two pieces.

But the zombie did not retreat, nor was it afraid, half of its body was still crawling towards him with its dark intestines, and its mucus teeth were viciously facing him from beginning to end.

Fortunately, the brothers in the third row stabbed a spear in the head of the zombie, completely killing the disgusting old zombie.

"He's M, how do you usually teach you, cut off your head, cut off your head!" The nearby cadres shouted over and over again, but their hands did not stop, and they were also slashing hard.

At this time, everyone only cares about the present, but there are also a group of such political work cadres who have clear minds and always remind the clansmen around them through scolding.

"Holy shit!" Dasha scolded angrily.

A female zombie wearing a sling rushed to Dasha's attack distance again, believing that if there was no waist-high stone pier, this female zombie would have jumped on top of him.

And this is not the reason why Dasha is angry, Dasha is angry and scolding mainly because this woman looks improper.

Look at the clothes you are wearing, they are the same as not wearing them, they are simply immoral! It's also easy to teach bad kids.

"Click!" After a knife, the head of the female sling mourner was cut off, and the neck of the old grandmother next to her was cut off by the way, and the standard one-knife double-open operation.

It's too late to be complacent, or post a circle of friends, or wipe the foul smell of brains on your face, Dasha desperately danced the big blade in his hand, and he didn't see mourning for a while.

Soon, too, the remains of zombies were piled up on the first layer of fortifications, which was no longer conducive to continuing the battle.

"The first and second platoons retreated slowly, and the third platoon fought and retreated!" The political cadres were shouting again, but no one dared not listen, and according to the usual training, everyone slowly retreated.

So, in this way, he slowly retreated to the second fortification.

When everyone looked at the first fortification, a one-way road only thirty meters wide lined with thousands of zombie corpses, all of which were headless or pierced, and the scene was disgusting.

The regiment and battalion to which Dasha belonged went down to rest in the battle sequence, don't worry about anything else, the second layer of fortifications is naturally guarded by the second layer of clansmen.

It's just that Dasha is annoyed in his heart, in this half an hour, he has only hacked thirty dead heads, and he is not as fast as those guys with spears!

Of course, the zombies will not retreat, they don't know what the truth is called a large attrition, and the pile of zombie corpses is just enough for them to turn over, but it is convenient and trouble-free.

They don't stop, they are always crazy on the way to charge, wanting to taste the freshness that makes them haunted by their dreams!

For this, there is no turning back!

At this time, on the second one-way street, a young man pulled up his chainsaw.

"Buzz! Airplanes! Airplanes! ”

This sound, terrifying, still shows the most fierce lethality and the most exciting sense of savagery in such a noisy environment.

The gears that turned quickly, the tail of the black smoke, I don't know what kind of blood is going to be raised.