Peng Jing held the steel gun in his hand steadily, and firmly put the ironclad zombie into the crosshairs, I am a small person, I am not a genius, but I will not disappoint everyone's hopes, this is my gold medal!

Although there are many disadvantages, such as the gun is not easy to use, such as holding the gun alone on the ladder, such as the zombie only has the head as the target, Peng Jing still completed the task excellently. Her years of shooting practice have not disappointed her expectations, and she has gained nothing from her hard work.

A crisp gunshot rang out, and the iron-armored zombies in the distance were just flickering, Peng Jing deeply realized Leng Yang's nervousness at the beginning, she actually didn't believe Leng Yang's words, but after seeing it with her own eyes, she was really shocked.

The iron-armored zombie just couldn't stand the heat of the flames, and took a few steps forward, and now it was still on the periphery of the zombie group, but after being hit by Peng Jing's shot, the zombie turned its head and walked forward slowly, this time it pushed away a few zombies that were in the way, and began to move towards the big tree.

Peng Jing was still a little unwilling, she took a deep breath, calmed her thoughts, and aimed at the eyes of zombies, the white eyes should have lost their effect, but after all, it is one of the most vulnerable places in people, and zombies should be no exception.

The ironclad zombie was moving, it was like a reckless man who was ready to cut in line, pushing away the zombie in front of him and pushing forward vigorously, Peng Jing accurately hit its eye this time, blood splashed, the weird eyeball was directly exploded, and a big hole appeared in the zombie's face.

In Leng Yang's group of people, they are all ordinary people, Cao Zhongyuan, the security captain, uses only rubber rods at most, Zhou Lei, Mao Yaruo and they are not to mention, only He Min has played with guns a few times before, but this is too far from Peng Jing, they are professional, and provincial athletes may be very average in their circle, but for Leng Yang, they can already be sniper-level figures.

And Peng Jing didn't disappoint them, if the first bullet just made the zombie move, her second bullet really made the zombie feel "pain", and I don't know if the zombie knows the pain, anyway, this bullet made the zombie form a blood hole on the right side of the zombie's face, and the zombie was a little shaky.

Peng Jing put down the gun and looked at the zombie carefully, its performance was a little strange, this shot made the iron-armored zombie stop moving, and stopped behind the zombie group.

Did you beat the zombies to death? Peng Jing couldn't help but have a thought in her heart, but she couldn't be sure when she looked at the zombies that didn't move.

No one knows Peng Jing's thoughts, Leng Yang They are working hard below, they have been fighting for a long time, they are all exhausted, but the fire plan, the plan that can let them leave here and welcome a new life inspires them, Leng Yang, with his own behavior of fighting for his life again and again, has won their respect.

"Huhu", Xiang Yuning's wheezing gradually became heavier, she was not the first, but she was one of the most tired people, running to the car behind again and again to get gasoline, blocking the claws of the zombies, pouring carefully, and cheering everyone up.

He Min was too tired to walk, and now she was lying on the side of the car door, mechanically holding a crossbow, shooting at the zombies climbing up from the big tree, in order to ensure accuracy, she could only stretch out her arms to reduce the distance between herself and the zombies.

Zhou Rongling supported her body with a crowbar, gritted her teeth when she saw the zombies coming up, and pushed the zombies desperately, and she and the other woman next to her could only ensure that this was the case.

Aunt Cao held the big iron pot on her head, leaned against the big tree, and desperately resisted a zombie who climbed from the "steps", so she couldn't do anything else.

Now there are only three men on the defense line who can move around to fill the position, Zhou Lei can push the zombies on the steps, Lao Cao can also chop two axes, and several zombies that rolled down from the uncle were solved by him.

Everyone's eyes unconsciously looked at the shadow, the bloodstained, crumbling shadow, it was Leng Yang.

Leng Yang was already numb, although the exercise during this period of time made his body better, and his strength became more unconsciously, but all this was not as tired as today.

He just swings the axe mechanically, from the beginning he can cut the zombie in two, and now he uses the zombie to stand unsteadily and push the zombie, and then pick up the axe and fall. Leng Yang was silent, he didn't cheer loudly at the beginning, he had to save every effort now to face those swarming zombies.

All this was seen by Mao Yaruo, who ran up, and she could be said to be the only one among the people who still had some physical strength. She clearly saw that in fact, many zombies were not eliminated by Leng Yang and them at all, Leng Yang and they could only push the zombies back to the side of the big tree, and many zombies changed positions and stood up again.

Just as Zhou Rongling and the others were pushing down a zombie, she was grabbed by another zombie and grabbed her clothes, and the down jacket on Zhou Rongling's body was already tattered when she didn't know when, and the zombie grabbed the hem of the clothes.

Zhou Rongling was taken by the strength of the zombie, and she immediately stood unsteadily, and suddenly fell to the ground on her back, and her companion next to her picked up a crowbar to block the zombie and grabbed the claws. But she didn't have much strength anymore, so she was pressed by the zombie and sat on the ground.

Mao Yaruo grabbed a red tassel gun that fell to the ground and rushed up in one step, she began to see the difference in the watchtower, He Min and they used this to kill a lot of zombies.

With a sound of "bang", the red tassel gun was stabbed into the chest of the zombie by Mao Yaruo, after all, he had never operated it himself, and Mao Yaruo, who was full of confidence, knew the gap between the ideal and the reality. The zombie head she was aiming for, for some reason, finally dropped a few centimeters.

This can't kill zombies, Mao Yaruo was shocked, but she knew that only she had the strength now. But fortunately, the zombie had such a one-meter-long guy stuck in his chest a little uncomfortable, and it didn't press the woman again, and pulled out the red tassel gun on his chest with his backhand.

Mao Yaruo was ruthless in her heart, and pushed the red tassel gun hard, if you can't kill it, you can always push it. After all, this zombie stood on the "steps" formed by the zombie corpses, and was a little unstable when Mao Yaruo pushed him like this, and fell on his back in the zombie group.

Mao Yaruo finally dragged Zhou Rongling and them out of the tree one by one, but the red tassel gun really couldn't be taken back. "Peng Jing, speak, what's wrong with that zombie, we're going to light it!" Mao Yaruo shouted loudly, everyone is exhausted, and now it's time to light the fire.

Peng Jing was a little panicked in her heart, and the iron-armored zombie was still there, or rather, a small movement, because its hands were still moving. She was going to blow the zombie's other eye again, but now the ironclad zombie was already in the middle and rear of the zombie group, and there were zombies moving around it from time to time, waving arms, and moving bodies, making it difficult for her to aim.

"That zombie isn't moving, I don't know what to do!" She's just an athlete, and she hasn't encountered this situation in normal times, but what she said was to attract zombies and let zombies rush to the front, so that you can use other zombies to squeeze this zombie and be burned by fire together, but the current situation is hard to say. The zombie won't be squeezed if it doesn't enter the front, so what if the zombie runs away after a little fire. Peng Jing was distraught, she didn't know if this situation was a good thing or a bad thing.

Xiang Yuning stood up, she finished pouring gasoline, "Peng Jing, shoot, no matter what the situation, shoot at that zombie and lure it up!" After saying this, she shouted loudly, "Everyone, be careful, I'm lighting the fire." Dodge gasoline! ”

After receiving Xiang Yuning's guidance, Peng Jing didn't care so much, she was not a decisive person in the first place, "bang bang bang" three gunshots in a row, she used up all the bullets in the rifle in one go in order to be able to hit the iron-armored zombie.

Although the ironclad zombie was surrounded by many zombies around him, Peng Jing still hit it, this time it hit the head-on bone, the ironclad zombie seemed to wake up from a daze, and began to squeeze forward again, this time it looked even more hideous, and the blood hole on the right side of the face was like a new big mouth under the activity of the muscles.

Xiang Yuning waited until Peng Jing finished firing the bullets, took out a lighter from his bag and lit the strips of cloth torn from his clothes. The fire lit up, which made her feel warm and gave her hope.

As Xiang Yuning lit the red strip of cloth, everyone's eyes shifted to Xiang Yuning, Zhou Rongling was half-lying on the ground, opened her eyes and looked at the strip of cloth in Xiang Yuning's hand motionlessly.

He Min threw down the crossbow in her hand and began to reach out and grab the cloth cushion from the seat, which could increase the fire, that was the only thought in her mind.

Zhou Lei sat down in front of the car, his feet were spread apart, and the whole person was lying flat on the ground, only his eyes looked at the fire in Xiang Yuning's hand, and his hands were wide open, as if he was going to hug someone.

Aunt Cao smashed the iron pot in her hand at the zombie, reached out and grabbed Cao Zhongyuan and dragged him to her side. The other two women reached out hard and pulled Leng Yang back.

Peng Jing on the watchtower also put the rifle on the ladder, and leaned on the ladder with his whole body, just like that, people's bodies were tired to the limit, but their hearts were full of joy.

Xiang Yuning looked up at the zombies in front of him, and with a wave of his hand, he threw the strip of cloth at the big tree that had just been sprinkled with gasoline. Following the flying strips of cloth, she saw the hideous zombies behind the big trees, she saw the fire burning into the sky behind the zombies, and the cold sun that was being dragged backwards.

Xiang Yuning showed a bright smile, and the jade teeth bit lightly, "Go to hell, you damn zombies!" ”