Chapter 7: Let's Die!
"Let's die! Hahaha.... Hu happily hammers their heads! Li Haoran smiled like a madman, the messy footsteps got closer and closer, and the zombies in the security door next door slapped wildly as if they were beating.
At this time, there were already zombies rushing to the door of the unit room, being stuck by the wire and difficult to enter, twisting their bodies frantically, like a loach dying from lack of water, a pair of dead fish eyes staring at Hu Xiaoxue, and a pair of hands scraped by the wire stretched out from the gap, waving and grabbing wildly.
As he spoke, the zombie stared at Hu Xiaoxue with his eyes open and closed to reveal his teeth full of flesh and blood.
"Poof!" The blade pierced through the jaw and into the skull, and the zombie came to an abrupt end like an electric toy that had been pressed and paused, but was squeezed out of the swarm of other zombies on the wire net, and as the zombies behind them advanced frantically, pieces of flesh were cut off from the wire wire, staining the transparent fishing line red.
The machete was wielded, and the arms that were finally stretched into the gap were ruthlessly cut off by Li Haoran.
"Ah..........." The terrible picture made Zhang Yueyue no longer able to control her screaming like an alarm, and even Hu Xingxing was frightened by Li Haoran's crazy actions and didn't know what to do.
"Boom... The steel wire and fishing line were overwhelmed and collapsed, Li Haoran avoided the tripping lock and quickly retreated, and the zombies that rushed in frantically were tripped one after another, and the zombies in the back rushed in one after another, and the zombies in the back pressed on the zombies that tripped in front and soon fell three layers.
"Hu happily smashed his head!" Li Haoran yelled angrily without looking back, and cut off the head of a zombie that was about to get up with a machete in his hand.
"Wow... The pungent smell of blood and the slaughterhouse-like scene made Hu Xingxing, a man who could eat bucket noodles in the dry toilet in his hometown, couldn't help but vomit out his dinner, but fortunately, he knew that this was not the time to be hypocritical, and there was apple pomace hanging from the corner of his mouth, and a sledgehammer smashed on the head of the tripping zombie one after another.
The four girls also vomited profusely, and for a while, the smell of the small unit was pungent and smoky, making people dizzy.
"Ahh A miserable scream came from behind him, kicking over a zombie that rushed in front of him, Li Haoran looked back and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, as long as it wasn't for the large number of zombies rushing down from upstairs, the crisis in front of him was still under control.
"I don't want to die. Leng Xin sat on the ground without scruples, but a zombie head bit her foot, a pair of slender legs were messily kicking, trying to get rid of the zombie biting on her foot.
Ouyang Xue screamed in her mouth and closed her eyes with a wooden stick and knocked it indiscriminately, but Leng Xin kicked in a panic, where could she hit the zombie head? On the contrary, his ankle was beaten by Ouyang Xue a few times, and he burst into tears in pain.
Hu Xiaoxue held the bow and crossbow, her brows were tightly locked, and she couldn't lock on to the target at all, and even a crossbow shot might nail Leng Xin's soles to the ground.
Zhang Yueyue held the wooden stick far away and stuck it on the security door of the villa, her eyes were blank as if she was scared silly.
"Hungry... Wow... Oh... More and more zombies poured in, and the tripped zombies even trampled off their limbs, and then they were trampled to pulp.
"Smack... Click... "The doors of the once extravagant glass units were shattered, and even the mahogany cabinets and sofas that stood in the way were torn to pieces.
An unprecedented crisis strikes amidst the sound of triplinks cracking and girls screaming. And the mobile phone playing music has long been thrown to the ground during the battle, and I don't know if it was swallowed by zombies or trampled to pieces.
On the small rooftop, a young man dressed in hip-hop lay motionless on the rooftop exhaust fan. In front of him, the electric guitar case was opened and neatly placed in the shadows, but he was driving a Type 88 sniper rifle.
"Whew... Multiply.... The little bird calls the owl and finds the little fox, whether to do it or not. The noisy sound of electricity was mixed with the tired voice of the hip-hop youth in his perseverance, saying a strange word.
It's a pity that there are only endless blind sounds on the other side of the headset.
The crosshair locked on a teenager in casual clothes with a schoolbag on his back in a group of people who were moving carefully in the community, and he turned on the safety and adjusted his breathing, and the tired eyes of Bu and Tumur instantly sharpened, like a goshawk that had found its prey.
"Wow, what a great species!" The boy with the schoolbag trembled, but it was not the fear of seeing zombies, but a sickly excitement. Holding a notebook in his hand, he quickly wrote a series of unknown codes, numbers and symbols in the notebook.
"Little ghost, please put away your notebook and walk faster." The stout middle-aged man impatiently shook the iron rod in his hand.
Behind him, two men in jackets were holding 79 submachine guns in their hands, and three men were triangular to protect the teenager in the middle.
Most of the zombies in the community were attracted by Li Haoran, and the three men cleaned up the zombies blocking the road very neatly and moved to the underground garage.
"Bang!" A shot of the 88-style sniper step, the bullet flew over the young man's scalp, if he hadn't just lowered his head to write and draw, he was afraid that his brain would have been blown up!
"Little Ge Cannon's! Take cover! There are police. The middle-aged man with an iron rod in his hand cursed, grabbed the boy's schoolbag, and pulled the boy behind the wall of the underground garage.
"Bang!" Another shot didn't even have time to scream, and with a snap the 79 submachine gun fell to the ground, and one of the men had a bloody hole in his chest.
"Da Da Da . . . Da Da Da Da..."79 fired without hesitation, and a series of bullets hit the rooftop exhaust fan with a screeching sound.
"Zizi... Call the owl, snipe the little fox failed, whether to follow up the task, please instruct, finished. ”
Bu and Tumur grabbed sniper rifles, jumped from the rooftop to the balcony on the seventh floor, kicked open the floor-to-ceiling windows and hid in the house.
"Zizi....I'm an owl, mission canceled, please keep yourself safe....Zizi....Bang Bang Bang...."
A reply finally came from the headphones after a long absence, but the panicked gunfire over there was not so calm.
Buhe closed his eyes and adjusted his heartbeat, counting the gunshots, and the probe holder gun was completed in one go.
"Bang!"
Another shot, another man with a 79 submachine gun who was shooting wildly was shot directly in the head.
"Little Ge Cannon! You porcelain goods! The middle-aged man with an iron rod watched the two accomplices being killed, scolded angrily, and pulled the backpack boy into the garage with his waist skewered.
"Hey, I said uncle, isn't it a joke that you still want to take me with you at this level?" The backpack boy clasped his fingernails and laughed mockingly.
"Shut up, little ghost! Now there are man-eating monsters everywhere, and the boss can't be contacted, believe it or not, Lao Tzu did you! The middle-aged man was fierce and hysterical, and it was obvious that the death of two accomplices in front of his eyes was also a big irritation for him.
"Uncle, are you serious? Then please die. An inconspicuous needle shot out of the backpack boy's watch and stabbed the middle-aged man's arm.
"Uh-uh....you...."The middle-aged man made a suffocating sound in his throat and fell directly to the ground.
"Brainless garbage." The backpack boy picked up the iron rod that the middle-aged man was still nesting in his hand, and commented in a mocking whisper.
Looking at the rioting zombies in the community, the corners of the boy's mouth outlined a smile.
"There seem to be interesting people! If you don't go to see it, you'll really be curious about the dead. ”