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

Falling objects from height are a serious hazard.

Just a flower pot, if it falls from the 10th floor, the power is already comparable to a gunshot.

Not to mention fifteen floors.

This height is enough to break the heads or backbones of these zombies.

It is also enough to smash those zombies downstairs into paraplegia.

After all, what fell from fifteen stories high this time was not an egg or a flower pot, but a smelly jerky that was about a hundred pounds.

“Waaagh！！！"

Tai Lang's wild shout, every time can attract a large wave of zombies.

It's like launching a zombie Waaagh!

Attracts them to keep concentrating.

At the same time, Tai Lang also urged the Waaagh energy in his body, constantly stimulating the fear of the bait on the rooftop, making them scream non-stop.

Of course, the bait includes Tai Lang's former goddess Li Mercy.

Her face still had a big slap mark on Tai Lang that day, and it didn't fade.

At this time, under the light of the sun, the prints of those five fingers appeared even redder.

Tai Lang rejected her at the time, but the zombies never will.

It's just that every zombie who vainly tries to get close to Li Mercy will end up in pieces.

All of a sudden, the entire castle apartment was like a large zombie jumping machine.

Those zombies were attracted by the roar and living people on the roof, poured in from below, and fell from above.

“Waaagh！！！"

Soon, a small hill composed of zombies was piled up under the entire castle apartment.

“Waaagh！！！"

More zombies climbed over small hills of their own kind.

Many zombies were smashed by the same kind that fell and broke their necks and crushed their bodies.

They became the new materials that built this mountain of corpses.

But even so, the pace of the zombies has never stopped, they continue to charge, completely crazy...

So the first floor of the apartment was completely blocked by the zombies that fell.

But it doesn't matter.

“Waaagh！！！"

Tai Lang roared.

A large number of zombies stepped on the corpse mountain from the second floor, from the third floor, in short, whichever floor the zombie mountain piled up, they poured in from which floor.

Even the zombies walking in the front simply couldn't help themselves.

The zombies that are attracted behind will push them forward.

Many zombies were trampled underfoot, forming a corpse tide with those who stepped on them.

But now there are more and more zombies stepping on them, and finally they can't withstand the pressure, and they can't get up on the street anymore.

When all the zombies in Liujia Village continued to gather at one point, not only Tailang built a hill under this apartment.

On the streets in all directions, zombies also began to fall, all of them being trampled into a pile of meat sauce.

It doesn't have to be to lead the zombies upstairs.

As long as it can attract these zombies, the density of zombies continues to increase.

They themselves can trample a large number of themselves to death.

For a while, the entire Liujia Village seemed to have been painted with a layer of red paint.

The air was filled with the smell of blood.

And the evacuees on the rooftop, the white on their faces contrasts sharply with the red below.

They huddled together like a flock.

And Liu Zuan had already run upstairs.

At first, he was quite happy to watch.

But when he saw the corpses constantly trampling on the corpses, it was called a blur of flesh and blood, a mess.

Liu Zuan felt sick to his stomach.

Now he is shrinking under the covers, acting as a shrunken-headed turtle.

Brother Long thinks that he has also seen strong winds and waves, but he has never seen the corpse mountain and the sea of blood.

He smoked wildly, pretending to be very calm and could smoke half a cigarette in one sip.

After two sips, he lit another one with his hand that couldn't stop trembling.

Looking at his four little brothers, not only did they not feel any discomfort, but they cheered and shouted wildly around that Tailang.

“Waaagh！！！！"

"Made, when did they become so brave." Brother Long's eyes were full of surprise.

And Tai Qingsong was as calm as Uncle Chen, and even Tai Qingsong was holding a telescope at this time, carefully observing the scene on the street.

Uncle Chen was carrying a gun on his back and holding the chain saw long knife in his hand.

At this time, he looked very bright, looking up at the zombies under the building, he had an impulse, wanting to rush down and kill him seven in and seven out in the zombie pile!

"Crazy crazy, or am I crazy?"

Dragon Brother began to doubt himself.

But does it really make sense?

Yes, this can indeed eliminate many zombies, but their purpose should not be to go to Liu Zuan's safe house?

This is equivalent to sealing all the exits, and if the zombies pile up more and more, it is not impossible to pile them to their rooftop.

But I saw that Tailang suddenly put down the microphone and ordered the snakeskin on the side.

"Let's have a good song, give it a continuation."

He also ordered the fat cat, a turtle, and kunzi.

"Bring that Liu Zuan down."

"Yes, boss!"

The four boys said yes and immediately acted.

Snakeskin linked to Bluetooth on the stereo and switched to a heavy metal rock song.

"Big brother, you can't see this song."

Mama Li's stereo immediately sounded the symphony of guitar and drum kit.

It is directly the beginning of the foul language with the theme of "Fak".

It plays "Twisted Machines" by "Irresistible".

The unbreakable bad roots

have been revealed

, the conscience of the wolves has been torn

apart, and the baptism of a sudden rain

...

Money, women, bathing

are irresistible bad habits

, prejudice, reproduction

are irresistible

....

In whose name is it that the streets of the sad calendar are silent,

and in whose name

it is not moral...

The strong heavy metal rock wind makes Tai Lang warlike.

"Good, I like this song."

Brother Long's right eyelid jumped wildly, and a bad premonition germinated in his heart.

"It's time for us to go."

Tai Lang twisted his neck and made a clicking sound.

"What departure?" Brother Long people are stupid.

At the same time, the fat cat has already invited Liu Zuan down, although the latter is extremely reluctant and is struggling.

"You guys let me go!"

Liu Zuan has not yet figured out what the situation is.

But I heard Tai Lang say to Brother Long.

"Most of the smelly jerky is concentrated downstairs, and the zombies on the streets of Liujiacun are scattered, it's time for us to rush down and blow up the bridge in Liujiacun."

Brother Long unconsciously glanced at the bottom of the rooftop, and the mountain piled up by the zombies like hell had been piled up to almost ten stories high.

And because Mama Li's sound is non-stop, there are still thousands of zombies constantly stepping on their kind, vainly trying to climb to the roof.

The piled mountains of corpses were dancing with countless hands, and many zombies were buried inside and could not move, but they all opened their mouths and kept roaring, as if waiting for their prey to send their mouths.

Brother Long swallowed heavily and spat.

"How are you going to go down? Jump straight off the rooftop? "

It can't be taking the stairs anyway.

Then Brother Long was stunned, and Liu Zuan was also stunned.

Because they followed Tai Lang's eyes and had already got the final answer.

"No, don't you want to?"

Brother Long and Liu Zuan each opened their mouths.

I looked at the pure electric four-wheel drive chariot built by Tai Lang and equipped with stone stones and various sharp knives.

And directly in front of the chariot, the wall on the roof that can block it has long been chiseled, and the chariot seems unstoppable.