"No, there are too many people, and this zombie is a small child, and it is difficult to hit it when it is blocked by so many people."

An older veteran observed the chaotic situation at the scene, and quickly reached out and pressed the young soldier's newly loaded gun.

"So what's going on now?"

The young soldier obviously lacks some experience, and in this case, he doesn't know what to do.

"You, you, you, the three of you come with me to see the situation, remember, don't be soft when you get to the scene, all the zombies and people who have been injured or bitten by the zombies, even if they break a little skin, can only blame them for their bad luck."

The veteran casually ordered the three people closest to him, gave a few words of advice with a little murderous spirit, took the gun, loaded it, jumped out of the bunker first, and rushed into the chaos of the crowd with great strides.

At this time, the chaotic crowd just provided great convenience for the murderous little zombie, and the second target of the little zombie's attack was the kind Samaritan who forcibly pulled himself away from his father's thigh, because at this time his hand was firmly grasping the shoulder of the little zombie.

The little zombie tilted its head, and the bite was accurately on the wrist that was clutching his shoulder.

Seeing that her three-year-old son suddenly became a zombie without humanity and bit her husband again, the mother of the child, who knew the fate of all those who were bitten by zombies, was grief-stricken, squatted down with tears streaming down her face, and grabbed her husband's hand, whose face had begun to turn pale.

The kind-hearted person who was grabbing the little zombie suddenly suffered from this unwarranted disaster, and was actually bitten on the wrist by the three-year-old little zombie, and in a moment's shock, he pushed his hand, and directly pushed the little zombie less than one meter high, looking at his fleshy wrist, he knew that he was afraid that he would not be able to escape the fate of becoming a zombie.

The well-wisher, who could not accept the fact of this tragedy for a while, felt a burst of grief and indignation in his heart, raised his head, his eyes were split, and he stared directly at the little zombie who was the culprit.

The little zombie ignored his grief and indignation, staggered to his feet from the ground, and turned to find the next food, and the closest to him was his mother, who was still holding his sister in her arms.

The heartbroken mother of the little zombie held her crying little daughter in one hand, looking at her husband who was already angry in front of her, where did she still have the energy to notice behind her.

If this three-year-old zombie who has left the human realm still has thoughts or consciousness, he knows that the first person he hurt is his dearest father, and now he is going to attack his mother and sister, I don't know how sad it will be.

It's a pity that the young man's brain, which has been occupied by the virus, has only appetite and a desire for flesh and blood, and he stretches out his young hands directly to his nearest mother.

"Be careful......

"Behind ......"

The chaos around her was mixed with a few exclamations and reminders, and the mother who was holding her young daughter, who was still crying, looked back.

It was too late, and the son's pale and delicate hand was already close at hand.

As a mother's instinct, in the moment of life and death, this great mother, who has lost her son, instinctively wants to protect the only daughter left in her arms.

She hugged her crying daughter tightly in her arms, let her back face her son who had become a zombie without reservation, and protected her daughter with her own body.

This great maternal love of sacrificing oneself to save others touched most of the people present, but unfortunately, it did not move the father of the child who had just been transformed into a zombie.

The mother has been holding her crying daughter in her arms tightly with one hand, while holding the hand of her husband, who is about to turn into a zombie, with the other hand, when the little boy who has turned into a little zombie pounces on his mother's back, the child's father also becomes a zombie at this critical time.

"Roar, roar, roar......"

The father of the child, who was still lying on the ground, had turned a zombie-specific pale with black and cyan in it, and his mouth also let out a zombie-specific roar, and he pounced on his wife and daughter.

Under such a crisis of being attacked in the abdomen and back, the child's mother closed her eyes in despair, but, unlike her back, the expected pain did not come.

After a few seconds, the child's mother opened her eyes, and a hint of surprise flashed in her originally dull eyes, and a tall and beautiful beauty kicked the zombie with her mouth wide open, and the child's father kicked it.

The fat to the mouth flew like this, and the father of the child, who had become a zombie, was not reconciled, and after the force of the kick was removed, he struggled to pounce on the big beauty Tu Jiaojiao who was hindering him.

Tu Jiaojiao, who had a cold face, took out the dogleg knife with her hand, and was about to swing the knife to slash over, but there was a little hesitation at that moment.

If he cut off a father's head in front of his wife and children like this, Tu Jiaojiao still felt a little unbearable.

The biggest advantage of zombies is that they have no feelings, no feelings, they will only be crazy for fresh flesh and blood, Tu Jiaojiao can't bear it, but zombies will not let go of this good opportunity.

Taking advantage of Tu Jiaojiao's hesitation, the zombie father stretched out his hands and grabbed Tu Jiaojiao directly.

Danger, at the last moment, Tu Jiaojiao quickly gathered her mind, took half a step to the side lightly, and the black and sharp nails crossed Tu Jiaojiao's arm dangerously.

Tu Jiaojiao backhanded a side split, and the back of the knife that she deliberately took in reverse smashed the back of the zombie's neck.

With a crisp click, the zombie's fragile cervical vertebrae were directly fractured, the blue-white head was crooked to the side, and the nerves in the spinal canal naturally could no longer dominate his body, and the zombie father fell to the ground, in front of his wife and children, his eyes were round, and he couldn't bat at himself.

I don't know if it was the severe pain of being bitten by her son who had turned into a zombie on her back, or watching her husband become a zombie without humanity and then be killed, anyway, this poor woman had already burst into tears and was in great pain.

Bang, bang, two piercing gunshots rang out almost at the same time, and the kind-hearted man who had bitten his wrist by the little zombie, and the person who caused this chaos, the three-year-old little zombie, all fell in a pool of blood.

It was the veteran who shot the little zombie who rushed out of the bunker, and the person who hit the person who was bitten by the little zombie on the wrist was the young officer with the rich second-generation ruffian.

The young officer took two steps forward, kicked away the little zombie who was still lying on his mother's body, frowned at the poor woman who was still holding the child in his arms, hesitated, and raised the muzzle of the gun in his hand at the poor mother.

"Do you have anything else to explain? Wait a minute, I'll send you on your way. ”