The inch-headed man was overjoyed when he saw that he had cut down the zombie, and was about to pull out the axe stuck in its arm and give it another blow, when he saw that the zombie's other claw had already grabbed towards him. The knobby claws were stained with blood, and the mutated nails were like small blades, which looked terrifying.

If you give yourself a treat, I'm afraid I'm going to grab a big piece of meat directly, right? The excitement on his face had not yet faded, the color of horror spread in his eyes, and he subconsciously wanted to take a step back, but the resistance on the axe hindered his movements, and he could only watch the pale claw get closer and closer to him.

"Bang!" The claws, which were already less than ten centimeters different from him, suddenly stopped, and fell to the ground with a click, but it was the uncle with the national character face next to him who saw that the situation was not right, and cut off the claws of the zombie with an axe. The inch-headed man's heart was still beating violently, and the happiness of the rest of his life after the catastrophe made him tremble all over, and he looked back at the uncle gratefully.

But the zombie in front of him has not been solved, and the broken arm seems to stimulate its ferocity even more, and it twists its body and lies directly on the table. The two of them didn't have time to say more, the inch-headed man hurriedly pulled out the axe and slashed directly at the zombie's head, and heard a crisp click, and the zombie's wrinkled head was directly split in half. The black and white liquid seemed to splash around, like a cup of soy milk that had been accidentally knocked over.

The body that was writhing wildly suddenly stopped moving, and lay quietly on the table motionless. It turns out that you can really kill zombies! It's true! The facts in front of them made several people feel more confident, and they suddenly realized that these man-eating monsters did not seem to be as difficult to deal with as they imagined.

At this time, they stood behind the table, next to the stairs, standing slightly higher, and the dozen or so zombies that pounced on them were like gophers lying on the table, and the table in front of them allowed them to avoid the zombies' waving claws in the air.

And the zombies full of thirst for flesh and blood will not stop because of this, but will only arch forward desperately, pushing the table to move slowly until it is completely blocked by the stairs and can no longer move. Looking at the zombies lying on the table, the seven people didn't even need to think about it, they just needed to swing the axe in their hands and slash down wildly, chop, chop, and they even had the illusion that they were playing a game of whack-a-mole.

The zombies' messy heads are gophers that emerge, and they only need to repeat an action to complete the task. The claws were cut off and flew to the ground, the skull was split open and a disgusting liquid flowed, and the gray-yellow table was soon stained red with blood, dripping down the legs of the table and dripping to the ground, forming a small puddle.

The seven of them quickly became excited, and they didn't even bother to guard against the zombies' attacks, and the splatters of blood seemed to stain everyone's eyes red. The despair, fear, and desire to live that had been building up in their hearts for so many days turned into madness and soon filled every part of their bodies.

"Wow, yes, yes" Someone even let out a strange cry in his mouth, wanting to step forward and press the zombie that was still writhing on the table to give it an axe on the head, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his hand. The zombie's teeth clenched tightly on the fingers he pressed, shaking his head and tearing wildly, the man cried back in pain and took a few steps back with his hands, and the two fingers had disappeared.

The screams were like a tranquilizer, and suddenly the other people calmed down a little, and before they knew it, their bodies that had already resisted the table hurriedly pulled away some distance. The man whose finger was bitten off had not reacted at this time, but found that the three people standing next to him were looking at the wound on his hand with a frightened expression.

The injured man felt a little inexplicable, but the pain in his hand made him have no mind to take care of other things at all, and was about to turn around and ask Wang Yao, who was standing behind the supervision, if he could let him go down to rest, when he suddenly felt a pain in the mouth of his vest, and his body was like a punctured balloon, and he gradually lost his strength.

Me, what's wrong with me? He subconsciously looked down and saw the sharp dagger piercing his body from the back, only to see the sharp tip of the knife through his chest. He wanted to say something, but before he could speak, blood spilled uncontrollably from his mouth.

Wang Yao looked at the man in front of him who was halfway turned, and a trace of unbearability flashed in his indifferent eyes, but the military dagger in his hand did not stop there. With a soft "poof", the dagger was pulled out of the man's back, and his body, which was still extremely excited just now, immediately fell to the table.

How could a few zombies lying on the table squeezing forward frantically let go of this fat that was brought to their mouths? They didn't feel hunger, they didn't seem to be in pain, they just pounced on the man's still slightly writhing body like wild dogs that had been hungry for days, tearing and swallowing.

"Ahhh!!h

The man, who had already lost his strength, suddenly let out another piercing scream, and his already limp body began to struggle again, trying to shake off the zombie lying on top of him. Almost everyone was a little frightened, and the tragedy that happened in front of their eyes left an indelible shadow on everyone who saw this scene.

A zombie took advantage of the man's scream, and his head poked forward to finally reach the man's neck, and then bit down hard. The screams stopped abruptly, and the broken trachea fell out of his neck as the zombie's head that bit his neck slammed into it.

This time he finally stopped struggling, only occasionally being pulled and swayed a few times by the zombie's tearing motion. The few people next to him were already a little frightened, and the axe in their hands no longer dared to cut it like before, but just watched in horror as he was gnawed little by little.

At this moment, Wang Yao suddenly shouted, "Look at what! Cut! Do you want to be like him? Only then did everyone slowly recover from their fear, but their eyes did not have the madness and cowardice they had at the beginning, and their eyes slowly became cautious and firm.

They saw the opportunity, and while the zombies were eating the corpse of the man in front of them, the axe in their hands slashed fiercely at the fragile necks and the back of the heads of the zombies. A zombie's head rolled off the table to its feet with a grunt, and then it was stomped to the ground.

Soon, the zombies that rushed to both sides turned into minced meat on the table, like a chopping board in a butcher's shop, full of stumps of flesh and severed bones, until there were no more living creatures on the table.

"Whew, whew, whew", they gasped for air, blood seemed to stain everything in front of them red, along with their eyes. Until I heard the young officer say, "Your mission is accomplished." ”

"Bang dang!" I don't know whose axe suddenly fell to the ground, breaking the peace of the basement door, some people began to laugh, some people were silent, and some even began to kneel on the ground and cry bitterly.

From this moment on, they finally had a little strength to protect themselves from the end of this egg.