Warhammer Returns, I wonder why it’s the end of the world

Chapter 22

When the smoke cleared, a terrifying roar came from under everyone's feet.

The zombie army has been concentrating on this apartment of theirs, and who has let this rooftop never stop.

Their downstairs was full of zombies.

Tai Lang's hammer smashed the ceiling through, and also smashed the unlucky zombies directly below.

The other zombies seemed to know immediately that this was the only entrance to the upper floor.

So the zombie stepped on the zombie and climbed up.

The survivors on the rooftop screamed one after another, and the thing they feared the most finally came, but they never expected that in this way, someone would knock out a big hole in the ground on the rooftop.

They all cursed Tai Lang and squeezed desperately into the villa on the top floor.

There were even many people who could not run inside, and the people inside had already closed the door.

People outside desperately bang on the door and shout, scolding the people inside for not being a thing.

But it was Tailang who smashed the zombies that jumped up with a hammer here.

Tai Qing Song didn't know why, "Tai Lang, why are you smashing here." Tai

Lang replied solemnly while knocking on the zombies that were trying to climb up.

"We need to renovate this building, this is a big project, you can't do it for a while, you have to cook when you are hungry, and it is more convenient for everyone to go down from here."

"But what if the zombies climb up again while we are cooking?"

"Then it doesn't matter, let's just block the corridor on the next floor."

In fact, at the beginning, the residents also considered whether they could block the corridor first.

But soon gave up.

Because the corridor of their building is relatively open, which is completely different from the entrance to the roof.

To completely block it, you need to have a lot of heavy objects.

Now Tai Qing Song raises this question.

Tai Lang smiled.

"These things are not the best materials."

He smashed down many zombies with a hammer, pointing at their broken bodies.

"Clean up while killing, pile up all these stinky jerky in the corridor, boys!" Too much to drink.

"Yes, boss!"

The four brats had long forgotten what was in Cao Ying's heart in Han.

Now they are thinking about the things they have always dreamed of.

Become "Superman"!

Tai Lang's hammer directly smashed a big hole in the floor.

Don't say they believe it.

Uncle Chen, who had always been in a daze, wanted to believe it.

Tai Lang showed abilities far beyond his common sense.

Uncle Chen is indeed a little older, but when he was young, he never thought about such a thing as cultivating peerless divine skills and becoming a hero.

It doesn't matter what skills you practice, the key is to gain superhuman strength.

Of course, a slightly scheming person might think.

Could it be that Tailang gained strength in some way, and then made up a story to trick them into using themselves as cannon fodder or something.

But the problem is that the two who have a scheming, Brother Long and Liu Zuan, Tai Lang did not look at it.

"The boys all follow me!"

Tai Lang wielded his big hammer and jumped directly into the pile of corpses.

It doesn't matter at all whether the small zombies are movable or broken, they have already piled up into a small pile of corpses.

His jump was equivalent to dropping a bombshell, and the lower zombies exploded directly.

He was hit by Tai Lang's 360-degree and 360-degree swinging hammer like the propeller of a gunship.

These stinky jerky seeds are simply vulnerable.

A hit is a broken limb.

"MMP's!"

The snake and the others above saw that their eyes were shining, and their blood was boiling, but they really had no culture, and they could only use foul language to express their excited heart at this moment.

"True TM Oxfork, Super Oxfork, Oxfork!"

The newly recognized bosses are already leading the way, what are their little brothers waiting for, they roared and looked around, copied the guys who could be used as weapons, and jumped down one after the other.

They all learned to be too waves, and they all roared.

“Waaagh！！！"

Except for Tai Lang, the purest of these people is the four of them, followed by Uncle Chen.

Uncle Chen looked at the vitality of their group of young people, and also felt that he was more than ten years younger.

In the past when he carried out his own tasks, he was not as brave as today's Tai Lang in the rain of bullets.

Uncle Chen carried the shovel of the big pillar before, and jumped down with it.

Tai Qing Song held the short knife of Brother Long from before.

He wasn't afraid.

The four brats are ancient confused boys who have followed Brother Long's various firefights since childhood, and Uncle Chen is also a veteran who has experienced battles.

Only he was just an ordinary worker, and now the sea of corpses below was almost stained red.

He felt some stomachache and wanted to vomit.

The bruises on his forehead that were hard to support exploded, and the bloody aura below had already reached his nasal cavity, running wildly in his brain.

But at the same time, he also had a wonderful feeling, an inexplicable excitement.

The bloody breath made him feel uncomfortable and couldn't help but suck it.

The roar of the zombies came from below, but the foul language of the four brats overshadowed these zombies, but the loudest was the war roar of Tailang.

“Waaagh！！！！！！！"

This battle roar made Tai Qing Song's qi and blood rush up at once.

He finally stopped hesitating and took a deep breath, wondering if his air was filled with heavy blood.

Tai Qingsong also shouted.

“Waaagh！！！"

Holding a short knife, he jumped down.

Just went down, his feet were a slippery, and it was all kinds of debris left after the zombies on the floor were broken by the waves.

Tai Qing Song smashed his butt to the ground.

Then a large hand appeared in front of his eyes.

"Are you scared silly, hehe."

Tai Lang's other hand was still wielding the big hammer, and all the zombies that wanted to get close to them were smashed to pieces.

The four brats and Uncle Chen hid under the "enchantment" formed by this big hammer, each wielding his own weapon to knock to death all the zombies that could still be called.

It doesn't matter if you're a zombie or something, smash your head, break your spine, and see if you're still fierce.

Tai Qing Song grabbed Tai Lang's hand, and Tai Lang pulled him up.

"I wasn't afraid at all." Tai Qing Song said stubbornly.

Tai Lang grinned, "Then follow them and cut these smelly jerky seeds of them." "

Cut them!"

“Waaagh！！！"

The evacuees on the rooftop were already crying.

"They're all crazy!"

"It's just a bunch of crazy people!"

"What's going on here!"

"Who will save us?"

They were already so scared that they hugged each other.