Doomsday Rise

Liu Weian left the barracks because he didn't dare to approach the road and ran in the wilderness. But he was worried about getting lost and was too far away from the road. The mountains were rugged and uneven, and there were obstacles such as deep trenches and thorns. , Walking extremely hard. Dust Fate

Fortunately, he has become accustomed to long-distance running, and can still run for hours with a person on his back. Nowadays, although it is hard to run, it is not difficult to say that it is difficult. About 7 o'clock in the evening, Xinfeng City has already Looking away, the city is no longer brightly lit, but there are some sporadic lights.

He is a daring artist, and is not afraid of night action. He walked on the street without encountering chasers along the way. He guessed that there were two cases. One was that the chaser was behind the buttocks and he hadn't hit on. The other is that the chaser followed the road and rushed in front of him. No matter which one, he was not very worried. The night was the world of zombies. He did not think that the army would act for him in the night. The cost was too high. Taller.

A zombie rushed out of the **** dump. He frowned, and he was rotten and stinky. He still stayed in the **** dump, and the smell was even worse. When the zombie approached, he hurled his head with an arrow. Shooting, the speed could not help speeding up a bit, this is only the periphery of Xinfeng City, a long way from the city, he did not want to waste too much time here, a few distant zombies smelling the breath of life Staggered to catch up, but only saw a back, he could not catch up with him at all.

This run took more than an hour, the surrounding buildings gradually increased, and the number of zombies gradually increased. He met the first scavenger team to hunt and kill zombies.

A small man attracted zombies, two middle-aged people distracted the zombies one by one, and the other two strong men were the main force of the attack. Seeing their skilled movements and precise card positions, it should be a long time to kill zombies. However, because they are ordinary people, they can only deal with one zombie at a time, and two are very reluctant. If three zombies are accidentally pulled in, they can only escape.

The little man was very unlucky this time. Three of the zombies were shocked at one time, and one of them was only a level 1.1 zombies. His scared face was all white, and he ran wildly. He ran to half and realized that he was wrong. One step late, already close to his team, two ordinary zombies did not respond, but the 1.1 zombies also rushed to his companion, just a block, the two main forces flew out and fell on Fifty or six meters away, half a cricket couldn't get up.

"I'm sorry to you, it's all my fault--" The little man watched the zombies pounce on the two middle-aged people with a crying voice.

嗖 ——

The two middle-aged men had closed their eyes and waited for a while, but waited for a long while, but nothing happened. Tzu-chan opened his eyes and found that the zombie was dead. An arrow was inserted into the back of his head, and the arrow came out of his brows. Looking at the little man again, the two zombies chasing him also died. He didn't notice the two dead zombies, staring blankly at a back that disappeared quickly on the street, with tears hanging in his eyes.

Along the way, Liu Wei'an shot and killed some of the zombies that attacked humans and knocked on the door. His mood improved slightly. Although the number of zombies is still large, the number of scavenger teams and mercenaries has also increased. This is a good thing. When everyone rises against zombies, the number of zombies will inevitably decrease.

what--

The harsh screams were extremely harsh in the dark, Liu Wei'an's face changed slightly. Such loud screams would surely attract the attention of many zombies, hesitated, and ran towards the direction of the scream.

Under the dim street lights, fierce gunfire sounded, dozens of zombies attacked a certain building, and the bullets shot from the building's facade, as if a little bit of starlight. Several zombies that were obviously stronger were facing the one on the ground. The body was biting, it should be the screaming person, but unfortunately only half of it was left.

"Rush out, hurry out, what about the level 1.5 zombies in the building." A rough mine voice came from the building.

Liu Wei'an suddenly realized that he was still wondering, who dared to come out to kill zombies at night. Why was he afraid of zombies when he blocked the door? It turned out that zombies were attacked on both sides. Level 1.5 zombies were really troublesome.

"Can't rush out, there are too many zombies outside," said a sharp throat.

"If you can't get out, you need to do it." The voice of the rough mine was full of anxiety.

At this moment, a roar rang out in the corridor, and then a bang, the wall suddenly exploded, a figure flew out, and a blood spewed out of the air and fell into the zombies. The man's hand was strong, and after landing, he was in danger. Chaos, his fists like a hammer, hit the zombies.

Bang bang ...

The zombies rushed frantically, but were unable to approach each other, screaming in anger.

"Sanba, how's it going?" The rough mine's voice roared.

The man who called Sanwa furiously punched and couldn't speak at all, but as more and more zombies approached, his face became more and more red, and when he bleed for the second time, his expression suddenly fainted.

"Not good--" A thin figure ignored the zombies at the door, rubbed himself, and bumped out, but there was a distance of five or six meters, and there was no time to break it. At this critical moment, it was clear and broken. The sound sounded.

嗖 ——

A cold light flashed, and the most ferocious of the roaring zombies that flew at Sanwa suddenly flew up. In the air, the thin figure saw the cause of the zombies flying, and a sharp arrow hole shining with coldness penetrated Its brows.

嗖, 嗖, 嗖 ...

For a moment, the thin figure was not sure how many sharp arrows were shot, and only saw the zombies flying one by one and falling five or six meters away. The feeling of destruction and letting the thin figure create an illusion, This is not a powerful zombie, but a frightened chicken and duck.

In an instant, there were no zombies around Sanwa. The sharp arrows in the night did not stop firing, and shot at the rest of the zombies, regardless of whether they were 1.2 or 1.3 zombies. There was no fighting power in front of the sharp arrows.

When all the zombies died, the thin figure ran to the side of Sanwa, holding a gun, but did not know where to shoot.

"Can't stand it--"

Several figures rushed out of the corridor and were about to shoot at all costs. The sight of them made them a little dazed, and their expression was startled. A big man said stupidly: "What is ...?"

"Don't stand in the way." Two more silhouettes rushed behind, followed by three zombies. The three zombies were a man, a woman and a child. Their clothes were clean and their faces were thin, but they didn't see much carrion. Breath, according to the strength of the zombies, it is a 1.5 zombies, and it is still a family of three.

I don't know if the genes are too powerful or what happened, they all evolved into level 1.5 zombies.

The several people who had rushed out had no time to worry about why all the zombies had died suddenly. They turned around and attacked all three level 1.5 zombies, shooting back while firing.

Ping Pong Pong ...

The bullets struck the three zombies, all of them were flying, and they couldn't get in at all. Instead, because they were too close, the bullets almost injured themselves by mistake.

"Aiming at the eyes," shouted the only middle-aged man using a pistol inside. This man was stunned, and each shot was in the same position.

However, the speed of the zombies was too fast. He fired only two shots at a time, and he could not aim. The power of the pistol must be shot three times in a row to break the zombies' defense.

“Let ’s go—” The man who rushed out first did n’t know where to pick up a trash can, the kind of trash can that needed machinery to lift up, and he held it with both hands, striding like a fly, rushing towards the zombie, like a car. The high-speed Mercedes-Benz car was severely hit on the head of the zombie. .

boom--

The big man screamed and flew out, like a kite with a broken thread, his hands cracked, and a trace of blood flowing out, and the female zombie only took two steps back, without even breaking a piece of skin on his body.

"Retreat!" The middle-aged man only felt scalp tingling. Level 1.5 zombies are not something they can handle at all.

"Where's the public zombie?" Sanwa got up from the ground, he was hit by the public zombie, so he kept staring at it, but he knew it would disappear in a blink of an eye.

"Captain, get out of the way, it's in the air—" The thin figure held his submachine gun and fired wildly, his face deformed because of anxiety.

As soon as the middle-aged man looked up, a pair of claws had reached the top of his head, and his nails had touched the scalp. For a moment, it seemed like a pot of cold water was poured, and his whole body was cold. He did not expect that death would come so quickly, and he closed his eyes in despair. On the occasion, a gleam of cold light flickered in the field of vision, and then felt the top of his head shake, the zombie exploded without warning, and the dirty and stinky blood splashed his face.

Snapped!

The remaining half of the zombie corpses fell to the ground ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ When the middle-aged man wiped the blood from his face, the battle was over. Although some of his members were stunned and stared at the young people who came out of the darkness, their bodies Tall and thin, like a skull, holding a black giant bow in his hand, exuding a strong murderous expression, expressionless, only one pair of eyes, bright as stars.

Two zombies, one large and one small, were lying on the ground quietly, their bodies were intact, but their heads were gone. From the spattered meat and blood staining around, we can see that the two zombies died very badly.

"Hello, I'm the leader of the cockroach team. My name is Shijiao Lang. Thank you for saving me and my team." Although the middle-aged man didn't see the process of the zombie death, it did not affect his judgment.

"Cockroach team? Shit Shell Lang?" The tall and thin figure looked weird, and the cockroach was okay to say that he named himself Shit Shell Lang, which was a much heavier taste.

"Haven't you asked my beloved surname Gao?" Shijialang smiled awkwardly, not because he wanted to take the name, but because he was called from a young age. Now he can't change it.

"Liu Weian."