The Country's Destiny Creates A Strong Point: Starting To Receive Shocking Results

"Snap! ...... Snap! "

Consistent steps sound from far and near.

One after another, the ragged zombies walked on the street, their backs arched slightly, their arms casually hanging down their sides, their mouths unconsciously opened, and the corners of their mouths continued to flow sticky and foul-smelling saliva.

A whole five hundred ordinary zombies formed a square array, five columns and ten columns arranged neatly.

At the rear of the zombie legion, fifty mutated zombies gathered, firmly protecting the two zombie players in the center.

"Ho ho..." A

group of ordinary zombies continued to roar menacingly towards a pitch-black motorcycle that was gradually approaching in front of them.

But what responded to this group of ordinary zombies was not a fluttering word, but a series of bullets!

Yang

Ming raised a Xunlong P90 submachine gun in his right hand, aiming the muzzle at a neatly arranged zombie army in front of him, and the muzzle continuously spewed out orange-yellow bullets, turning into a terrifying barrage that strafed everything.

The zombie army stands densely, coupled with the limited space on the road, and even does not need any clever marksmanship, just brainlessly stab the front, there will always be unlucky eggs.

"Poof!"

A bullet hit the arm of a zombie in the front row, and the bullet directly crippled its arm under the inertia.

But the zombie that has long lost its life, the injuries on its body, not only can not make it incapacitated, but even stimulate its bloodthirsty nature.

Without the command of the zombie players in the rear, five hundred ordinary zombies roared and rushed forward like crazy.

The corners of Yang Ming's mouth hooked.

With a swing of the front, the pitch-black motorcycle made a beautiful drift, and the tires rubbed violently on the ground, accompanied by a screeching sound, leaving a dark tire mark.

Just when the two zombie players suspected that Yang Ming was fleeing timidly, they suddenly saw several unknown objects thrown from the arc of the back of the motorcycle.

"Not good!"

The blonde zombie let out an exclamation.

Obviously, the memories from humans before her death were still there, so that she recognized them at a glance, they were all grenades!

Unfortunately, even if she reacted at the first time, she wanted to control five hundred ordinary zombies to dodge, which was obviously a fool's dream.

What's more, Zhou Pingping has the previous experience of bombing zombie rats, whether it is the angle of the projectile or the strength of the projection, it is enough to ensure that the grenade explosion affects the largest number of zombies.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A series of roars erupted.

In the sky-high firelight, you can occasionally see the sputtering of broken limbs and arms.

The zombie at the center of the grenade explosion was even half cut off into the earth.

"Where did these two Terran players get so many weapons?"

The blonde zombie was secretly surprised in her heart.

But her dull brain made her unwilling to delve into this issue, but followed the most primitive instinct of the zombie family, towards the mutated zombie on the side of the guard, and issued a roar of march.

"Roar!"

Fifty mutated zombies took orders and joined the battlefield from the rear.

Ordinary zombies have low average attributes and slow moving speed, simply moving targets, and are fished kites by Yang Ming as desired, constantly consuming each other's number through thermal weapons while maintaining a distance between the two sides.

Several zombies mutated with lightning speed skills, braving the sweeping barrage, and the figure quickly passed over the broken corpses of their companions, like a nimble monkey.

"Huh?"

Yang Ming immediately discovered the abnormality of these eight zombies, and the submachine gun in his hand poured bullets on them first.

But at this moment, more than twenty other mutated zombies passed over their companions, and their mutated arms turned into hard shields, roughly three meters high, standing on the ground to cover their companions' actions.

"Ding-ding!"

Under a round of strafing fire, hundreds of bullets landed on these shields, rubbing conspicuous sparks, except for leaving deep holes in the shields, they could not pierce through.

"Kind of interesting."

Yang Ming braked sharply under his feet, and after throwing the motorcycle to Zhou Pingping, he didn't turn his head and said, "I'll

go back."

While speaking, Yang Ming glanced at the corner of his eye, saw some other mutated zombies covered in green, and took advantage of the fact that his companion attracted his gaze, and secretly touched it from both sides of the road.

Unfortunately, the secrets on their bodies have long been exposed by surveillance cameras.

Facing these poisonous zombies, Yang Ming took out a gas mask from the space bag and put it on.

This is one of the equipment that the school equips every college entrance examination student.

There are also four pieces of standard equipment, namely a triangular military thorn, a pistol, bullets, and body armor.

Yang Mingyang waved his hand casually, and the long and wide bone knife of the door panel rolled up a wisp of smoke.

With this blue-quality weapon, Yang Ming could safely and boldly use the Shock Fruit.

Trot, speed up.

"Boom!"

Yang Ming raised the knife with both hands, like a sharp knife stabbing into the zombie phalanx, the shield zombie that bore the brunt of the attack directly poured blood mold, and with the arms that were alienated into shields, he was directly cut in half!

"..."

Behind, the two zombie players looked at each other.

Their dull brains have not turned a corner until now, when did the Terran players who fought the five scumbags have such bravery?

At the same time, Yang Ming kept brandishing the bone knife with both hands, and with an extremely brutal posture, he killed all the intercepted zombies!

Whether it is an ordinary zombie or a mutated zombie, it is an enemy without a combination under Yang Ming's knife!

He is like a general of the ancient enemy, rushing left and right on the battlefield, watching the rampant!

Looking at Yang Ming's invincible figure in the world, Zhou Pingping forgot to kill the enemy for a while.

Once upon a time, the Terrans were ridiculed by the heavens and races, and their dignity was trampled fiercely between the dust.

Even after humans were infected with the zombie virus, the transformed zombie race was ashamed to be with the human race, but became more and more ferociously facing their former compatriots.

Today, an unprecedented new star of the Terrans has risen.

Zhou Pingping and the water friends in the live broadcast room seem to be witnessing the rise of a generation of legends.

When Yang Ming mechanically swung the knife again, he found that it was empty.

At this time, he suddenly found that a zombie corpse had fallen beside him.

Only two zombie players were not far away, messy in the cold wind.

"Who am I?"

"Where am I?"

"What am I doing?"

Two zombie players initiate philosophical questions.

The scene in front of them directly subverted their past cognition, making them unable to adapt for a long time.

However

, Yang Ming did not have the mercy to explain to the enemy, dragging the bone knife higher than his own with both hands, and walked murderously.

One step,

one footprint.

The footprints stained with the putrid blood of the enemy were displayed in front of everyone in blood, constantly stinging the nerves of the two zombie players.

His blue and white clothes were stained with mottled blood, like cherry blossoms blooming, and under the bangs swaying in the wind, a pair of star-like deep eyes were full of cold killing intent.

Seeing

this, the two zombie players, at this moment, were actually scared to pee!