In the middle of the sandbag wall, there is a gap of about two meters in the gun forest, where two people stand, Zhang Houde and Wang Zhigao.

Due to time constraints, Zhang Houde did not find a particularly handy weapon. In the end, he chose a solid iron rod about three meters long. If it is just an iron rod, it is too light for Zhang Houde, and there are two nearly circular iron lumps at both ends of this iron rod, which are formed by pouring molten iron in a temporary molding sand mold, weighing about two hundred catties, and the whole weapon is similar to a double-headed stick.

Due to the rough workmanship of the molding sand mold and the pitted hammers at both ends, it seems that this murder weapon is even more hideous and terrifying.

Zhang Houde took a deep breath, carried a double-ended stick with a total weight of nearly 300 kilograms, and easily stepped over the sandbag wall.

Obviously, the barbecue on the ground was more attractive than Zhang Houde, and most of the mutated creatures didn't look at Zhang Houde much. Only a three-meter-long black giant rat half-stood up and looked at Zhang Houde, his eyes full of greed and ferocity. Soon, it kicked up its hind legs violently, and its body soared into the air, like a tiger pounced on food, coming towards Zhang Houde's body, and at the same time, its mouth emitted a piercing scream of "chirp", even the people standing behind the sandbags were like cat's paws scratching their hearts by this noise.

In the worried eyes of everyone, Zhang Houde exhaled, "Ah", one end of the iron rod has been firmly smashed on the head of the giant rat. After a short "chirp" sound, the giant rat twitched twice on the ground, and died no more. But Zhang Houde's iron rod did not stop moving.

The iron rod of nearly 600 catties was like a toy, turning faster and faster in Zhang Houde's hands, and a wall of impermeable iron rods danced.

The blood of the giant rat stimulates the ferocity of many mutated creatures. More mutated creatures picked up their pace and rushed towards the barbecue on the ground, some mutated creatures rushed towards the dead rats on the ground and Zhang Houde, a human, and the rest rushed behind the sandbags where the sound of gongs and drums was heard. In the chaotic run, a small number of creatures of different species began to bite each other.

Zhang Houde roared again, and rushed towards the mutant biota without hesitation. The huge hammer head and the extremely fast rotation speed make it possible for any mutated creature to break its bones and tendons, and even if it doesn't die immediately, it will only be dead, because more mutated creatures that smell blood are pouring towards this side like a tide.

Zhang Houde slaughtered in all directions in the monster group, and Wang Zhigao behind the sandbag was not idle. At his side, bundles of spears came from behind, untied and piled up at his sides. As long as a mutated creature came within twenty meters of the sandbag, Wang Zhigao would throw a spear.

Although Wang Zhigao has practiced accuracy for a period of time, it is a pity that his talent is limited, so although the spear can hit the body of the mutant creature every time, it cannot be fatal every time.

As a result, there were still a handful of mutant creatures dragging a spear in the direction of the sandbag. And at this time, they are greeted by a forest of spears composed of hook and sickle guns.

The work of clearing mutant creatures in the security zone of Guangzhou has always been done by former soldiers, and the soldiers at that time had all kinds of thermal weapons, and the mutant creatures were far less powerful than they are now. Therefore, ordinary people generally have no experience in fighting mutant creatures face-to-face with cold weapons.

These original gangsters saw Zhang Houde crisscrossing freely in the monster group, although they overestimated the combat effectiveness of the mutated creatures, they still didn't expect that the strength of the mutated creatures was so great. When a wounded giant rat rushed in the direction of the sandbag, at least a dozen hook and sickle spears were pressed against the giant rat's body, but despite this, a dozen or so people were pushed back again and again. Fortunately, there were seven or eight more people on the side to support, and this was able to completely carry the giant rat. Then countless spear heads poked at the giant rat, and in a whimper, the giant rat was poked into honeycomb coal, and completely died.

Zhao Yingjun saw that this group of people had no experience in team combat, so he couldn't help but go over on his behalf, and shouted loudly: "A group of twenty people, close a little closer, and the tips of the guns are concentrated together." There aren't many monsters that leak over.,Don't be too crowded.,Each group is responsible for a small distance.,Small area movement.。 The transport team in the back, no need to bang the gong, sprinkle a little sand in front of the sandbag wall! ”

With someone in command, the defenses on this side of the sandbag wall are much more solid. Giant frogs, giant rats, and giant snakes, as well as centipedes, horses, and grasshoppers, which are extremely difficult to kill instantly, cannot leap through the forest of spears made up of hooked scythes.

There were only more than 500 spears prepared, and after the spears were exhausted, Wang Zhigao, who was so killed, picked up a giant hook and sickle, jumped over the sandbags, and began to fight the mutant creatures face to face.

Most of these gangsters were brainless youths among hot-blooded youths, and when they saw this, they impulsively jumped over the sandbag wall and began to attack the mutated creatures. No matter how Zhao Yingjun yelled, no one paid attention to him, and some thugs scolded him as a "coward" when they passed by him.

Luckily, these thugs weren't completely brainless, and after crossing the sandbag wall, they were still in a neat formation, in groups of twenty, with the tips of their guns pointed forward, attacking the monsters that slipped through the net. Fortunately, Zhang Houde and Wang Zhigao in front of them are holding up most of the monsters, and these people have actually made a lot of achievements and perfectly completed the task of picking up leaks.

In the eyes of these onlookers, if Zhang Houde's attack is a force to ten times, then Wang Zhigao has reached the highest level of martial arts, only fast and unbroken, Wang Zhigao, who is three-level agile, completely turns into an afterimage, and every time he attacks, the hook and sickle will accurately poke the head of the prey, and one move is fatal.

From ten o'clock in the morning to more than two o'clock in the afternoon, the strong bodies of Rao is Zhang Houde and Wang Zhigao also began to become exhausted, not to mention those gangsters who only had one blood. However, mutated organisms are also starting to become sparse. The intelligence of mutated creatures is not low, but their biological instinct and wildness often overshadow their intelligence, and when everything becomes impossible, the attack driven by the killing instinct and the desire for food gradually becomes weak, and some mutated creatures begin to retreat.

The atmosphere is contagious, and when the first mutated creatures escape, more follow their lead.

It seemed that in an instant, all the mutated creatures began to flee, and after a few minutes, there was silence all around, except for the flesh and corpses of mutated creatures all over the ground, as if nothing had happened.

Zhang Houde and Wang Zhigao were both relieved, and almost sat on the blood-stained ground.

It's just that before the two of them had time to celebrate their victory, a strange footstep came from ahead. The two of them raised their heads, and a dark golden lizard more than three meters long walked slowly, this lizard's walking posture was calm and confident, elegant and noble, and its huge eyes were full of mockery and cold looks, as if it was a god who looked down on all beings.

Zhang Houde and Wang Zhigao both reached the highest mutation level of level three, and their evolved bodies had a strong intuition for danger, and in their eyes, this strange dark golden lizard was definitely an invincible opponent.

"Run!" The two shouted in unison, threw down their weapons, and ran towards the safety zone of the city of Guangzhou.

The rest were stunned. Zhang Houde and Wang Zhigao were extremely fast, blinking their eyes, and they had already run a hundred meters away. These people will react, hulala, and all the people also threw away their weapons, turned around and ran wildly.