A forearm with five claw blades fell on the roof of the car, bounced up and fell under the car, and suddenly lost a claw that made S2 lose its center of gravity, and it leaned to the side, trying to regain its balance, but before it could stand firmly, Zhang Xiaoqiang's right arm waved past its leg.

The left thigh of S2 standing is separated from his body, even if the claw blade on his right foot is buckled on the iron sheet on the roof of the car, but its body is still leaning outward, seeing that it is about to fall on the roof of the car, the iron sheet buckled by the claw blade on its foot is also creaking, and the half-inch-long fractures are brought out by the barb claw blade on S2's foot.

The afterimage of the "brush" flashing yellow fluorescence swept over one of S2's remaining thighs, and the second thigh detached from S2's body, turning into a half-cut S2 and falling on the bumpy roof, his body rolling over with the shaking of the body.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes were round, gritting his teeth and looking at S2 rolling under his feet, the Rat King blade in his hand was shining brightly, and there was no stain on the blade of the scythe, as Zhang Xiaoqiang's right arm waved down again, the sharp edge cut a small and narrow crack on the skin on the roof, missing on the only remaining broken claw of S2, and the only remaining arm of S2 was turned under the car by the body.

A big foot wearing military shoes kicked the zombie stick rolling on the roof of the car and got out of the car, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't cut off its head, there is no need, this s2 without limbs can only crawl on the ground like a maggot forever, Zhang Xiaoqiang can also be regarded as an alternative kind of torture.

Dragged the dead machine gunner into the machine gun nest, Zhang Xiaoqiang took out a chain of loaded bullets from the ammunition box and pressed it into the receiver, pulled the bolt, and the long-lost heavy machine gun sounded again.

The fiery red gun flame illuminated Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, he couldn't tell whether it was the reflection of the heavy machine gun flame or the anger in his eyes, he had a faint guilt in his heart, if he didn't take these team members to rush into the corpse group to save people, the machine gunner would not have died, but the machine gunner was already dead, it was useless to say too much, Zhang Xiaoqiang vented all his anger in the corpse group in front of him.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was lucky when shooting with an assault rifle, but when he operated the heavy machine gun, he was like a divine help, twice the strength of ordinary people made him unable to feel the violent vibration of the heavy machine gun when it was fired, and the sharp eyes compared with the telescope allowed him to correct his trajectory at the first time, he did not use the machine gun to fire, but held the trigger with both hands to send the bullets out one by one.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was using the heavy machine gun as a rifle, although it was a point fire, but the firing speed was not slow, and the low gunfire was connected into a line, giving people a feeling of continuous strafing.

The glittering heavy bullets smashed the ugly heads of the zombies, and as the heads of the zombies cracked open like a blown watermelon, they gave a kind of skull tissue fragments, and yellow brains flew all over the sky, and the black blood fell like rain down with some broken fangs.

A bullet chain of two hundred and fifty bullets was fired, the side of the road was full of lost corpses, the off-road vehicle and the old liberation converged, Zhang Xiaoqiang stood up and waved his hand to the exit where he came, the old liberation driver nodded his head and stepped on the accelerator, the old liberation flashed from the side of the off-road vehicle with a roar, and then the off-road vehicle made a 180-degree turn, and hit three or four zombies and followed behind the old liberation.

The group of S-shaped zombies that followed the old liberation now followed behind the off-road vehicle, Zhang Xiaoqiang repressed the bullet, turned the muzzle of the gun behind him, and shot the heavy bullets into the group of corpses, shooting the zombies running in front of him with a headshot.

Zhang Xiaoqiang and the others have already cleaned up the road, and the zombies in front of them have been cleared by heavy machine guns before they have formed a scale, and the crowd of people who were originally squatting honestly in the old liberated wooden carriage in front of them have also begun to come alive, among which there are two young men in their twenties holding on to the wooden guardrail and pointing at Zhang Xiaoqiang who is shooting.

"Bump ......" Lao Jiefang overwhelmed the body of the zombie who was killed, the side wheels took off, "Ah......" two screams, the two bold young men were taken out of the car, and when the two rolled on the ground, the crowd in the carriage began to scream and stop.

Lao Jiefang seemed to slow down, "bum......ping" a Type 53 7.62 mm bullet smashed the rear mirror on the left side of Lao Jiefang into pieces, Lao Jiefang's speed suddenly rose again, and the crowd in the rear compartment shouted and no longer stopped.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the two young people who were about to be submerged by the corpses, pulled the trigger with both hands, and two heavy bullets drilled into their eyebrows one after another, blowing their heads out.

This was just a small episode for Zhang Xiaoqiang, he started shooting at the S-shaped zombie group behind him again, and before his car entered the street building, he opened the gun magazine, threw aside the chain with dozens of bullets left, and replaced it with a chain full of bullets to open the safety and be careful.

Today's changes in the corpse group made Zhang Xiaoqiang suspect that the zombies were no longer scattered, and Zhang Xiaoqiang had to take more precautions.

In the distance is a four-story restaurant, the signboard on it is Yang Ma Restaurant, the small western-style building has not been built for a long time, the exterior wall tiles can still reflect in the light, a head not much bigger than the monkey's head appears in the corner of the roof, its head is not much exposed, under the small building to change people may not be able to see what it is, but Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes can clearly see the dark skin folds on its hairless head.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't care about the zombies behind him, he carefully observed the roofs of the buildings in front of him, he didn't know how many zombies were ambushed on the roofs, the evolution ratio of type 2 zombies was 1500:1, he didn't know if this value was right, there were 100,000 zombies in this county, even if the D-type and S-type were half each, the S2-type zombies were calculated to be dozens larger.

A shadow fell from the sky and imprinted onto the old post-liberation carriage ahead, the men and women in the carriage crouched in the carriage and clung to the railing, enduring the violent jolting, no one noticed that an S2 appeared above their heads, which would take their lives like a scythe-wielding grim reaper.

S2 shrunk his body into a ball and smashed down to Lao Jiefang, the hot muzzle of the heavy machine gun in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand kept aiming at S2 who was jumping downward, seeing that S2 was about to fall into the carriage, his hands tightened The sound of "Tata Tower" Type 54 heavy machine gun firing kept ringing in his ears.

The flashing heavy bullets pierced holes in S2's swarthy body, S2 cupped, he could no longer shrink his body into a ball, the impact of the heavy machine gun bullets on it kept bringing it backwards, the heavy machine gun gunfire in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand did not stop for a moment, and S2 continued to be rushed backwards by the bullets that brought out pieces of black blood on his body.

Lao Jiefang galloped below, and S2 flew above Lao Jiefang, a rare scene that was seen by the driver driving an off-road vehicle.