XIII. Avatars
The first zombie to step on the stairs falls to the ground due to the breaking of the planks of the stairs. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
The zombies that followed closely behind tripped over it.
The third zombie began to stagger.
The fourth zombie stepped on the fallen zombie upstairs, and when it stepped on the wooden plank of the staircase, it fell down because the plank broke......
The chasing zombies were completely chaotic, and Su Hao had already come to the door of the last bedroom on the second floor.
Kick open the door with one foot, and if you don't look at it, you will chop it with an axe.
A zombie that rushed to the door had time to let out a "terrifying" roar, and before it could open its foul mouth, revealing Sensen's yellow teeth, it was split into two pieces.
Su Hao turned to the side and flashed into the bedroom next to the blood mist raised.
Coming to the outer wall, he poured the power of the axe into the axe with a "hey", and then slammed the back of the axe into the already stained wall.
There was a loud "boom".
The brick wall was smashed and a large hole was smashed, opening up the adjacent neighbor.
Su Hao could already see clearly that there were five families in the building he entered, and he could save a lot of unnecessary pestering in this way. All the way to the last house, he did not rush to the second floor, but jumped directly out of the window in the room. After seeing the distribution of zombies on the street, I kicked my right foot on the wall.
The borrowing fell into a safe zone.
Because of the reason that they rushed into the house just now, the zombies on the street were still flocking to the door where Su Hao entered the house, and at this moment, they suddenly appeared on the street again, and the zombie group appeared chaotic because of the reversal of direction.
Su Hao looked for the same target building again.
I suddenly secretly rejoiced in my heart.
On the roof of the building that I had just walked through, a dense crowd of zombies had already appeared.
Sure enough, to count on the rationality of the setting of life and death is to find death!
The short-handled steel axe in his hand was replaced by a saber.
There were no mutated zombies as far as the eye could see for the time being, and Su Hao was very worried that the short-handled steel axe would also break due to overuse under the continuous infusion of heavenly power.
The right weapon must be used in the right place.
The light, thin, and sharp saber is also more convenient for Su Hao.
In an instant, he found a similar building, and Su Hao used the same method to rush into the building again, and when he reappeared on the street, he had already advanced to four hundred and fifty meters.
There are more zombies.
Another group of zombies that suddenly mutated stopped Su Hao.
He quickly replaced his steel axe, and without hesitation, he eliminated most of the mutated zombies, and then rushed into the third building.
Five hundred and fifty meters.
Su Hao's celestial power is only fifty percent.
Seven hundred and eighty meters, there is only more than 200 meters left from the finish line.
But the hatchet had been rolled out, and the only thing left was to smash the wall, and the end of the street was still shrouded in a gray fog that had not thinned.
What exactly awaits them?
There are still forty percent of the power left, and there seems to be only one building that can be used, and the buildings behind are all low bungalows, and what is even more frustrating is that the door of the bungalow is completely welded dead.
And the zombies gathered outside the bungalow were almost one close to the other.
At this point, Su Hao had no choice.
Only persistence.
He rushed into the last usable building, pushing the distance to eight hundred and twenty meters as he rushed out.
The two batches of mutant zombies were left behind one hundred and fifty meters because of the fact that they were in and out of the building several times, and Su Hao had to take advantage of this distance difference to reach the end point in advance.
If he is dumpled by a mutant zombie before reaching the end, then the end is likely to be advanced, and then it will be the end of his life.
The remaining 180 meters can only be used in advance.
Su Hao, who had made up his mind, had a hint of fierceness in his eyes, and quickly swung his knife horizontally to the side of the low bungalow on the side of the street, with his back to the bungalow, and his left body aimed at the end of the street.
He was ready to use the traverse to reach the finish line.
This may seem a little slower, but it's a smart choice in the current situation. First of all, he avoided being attacked on all sides, and even if a big hole suddenly cracked in the low bungalow, he was completely prepared to kill zombies from it.
At that time, you will be able to use the hole to pass through the building again.
However, Su Hao was sure that this situation would not happen again, otherwise how could the buildings on both sides of the last section of the street be completely different from the previous buildings.
The sound of a saber tearing through the air continued.
Su Hao's slashing action has almost become a pattern.
The left-hand triple move is like a robotic arm programmed by an advanced program, which is not only accurate, but also has negligible time errors.
This, of course, is due to the state of equilibrium.
The distance was pushed forward another thirty meters, and there were still one hundred and fifty meters left from the end point, and the distance between the mutant zombie and Su Hao was reduced to one hundred and thirty meters.
If this situation continues, Su Hao will be able to reach the end before the mutated zombies get close.
However, when there were only 90 meters left from the finish line, the situation changed abruptly.
About two dozen mutated zombies began to go berserk.
Their only black, pus-dripping eyes turned blood-red, and they picked up their iron-like arms and began to sweep the zombies in front of them, and the distance was only a hundred meters away from Su Hao.
Su Hao's fierce eyes calmed down.
Although I didn't expect the mutated zombies to use this weird way to close the distance, I already had a plan in my heart for what to do if they were too quick to close the distance.
He lunged forward again.
After consuming half of his strength, he reached the other side of the street and turned around.
Now his back is still facing the bungalow, but the right side of his body is aimed at the finish line, because the injury to his right arm has not recovered, so the difficulty is undoubtedly multiplied.
Even if your attack speed is not reduced, a set of reverse four-kill combos can compensate for the inconvenience of only one arm moving.
The speed of lateral progress becomes slow and itchy.
Sixty meters away from the end line, the distance between the mutant zombies and Su Hao is only sixty meters, and being chased by the mutant zombies has become an irreversible fact.
Su Hao's breathing was getting louder and louder, and if it weren't for the obsession in his heart and the advantage brought by the peak of balance, he would have lost a long time ago.
However, it now seems that neither of these will lead to final victory.
Fifty meters from the end line, and only forty-five meters from the mutant zombies.
He finally saw the end of the street.
It was a wide square, and in the center of the square was parked a military helicopter that was completely antique to Su Hao, surrounded by a circle of half-crouching and heavily armed soldiers.
Each of them had the same expression, serious and cold.
A middle-aged young general stood among the soldiers, in front of the helicopter, looking at Su Hao who was besieged by zombies with indifferent eyes.
Su Hao was sure that he couldn't get any help from these people.
These people are more like decorations, although they are close at hand, they can only serve to lift the spirits of the survivors, to be precise, they are all virtual characters.
A virtual character that doesn't have any effect!