Zombie Crisis Doomsday

"Ah, help, help me!"

Just as everyone's necks turned, a miserable scream rang out. The sharp and hoarse scream made everyone get goosebumps. When they looked, they saw a man with a pale face, grabbing his arm frantically.

The ground screamed. At this time, this guy was lying on the ground, grabbing his right arm with his left hand, probably at the shoulder blade dozens of centimeters above the wrist, and a stream of bright red blood was constantly spurting out.

His face was distorted, and the blood on his shoulder blades dripped down his arms to the ground like a leaking faucet. On his twisted pale cheeks, beads of sweat the size of soybeans were sliding down. He was holding on to the

The arm was on the right hand. There was a gap the size of a finger on the arm, and blood spurted out from there. Everyone took a breath, and at this time, the guy screamed crazily again.

"Don't, don't kill me, I don't want to kill you!"

His eyes were fixed on the front, and from his tone, everyone could feel his fear, the fear of death. Everyone followed their eyes and looked in front of him, only to see a small black muzzle.

The pistol was being pointed at him, and it was slowly rising. As the pistol was rising, everyone could feel a sense of intimidation. The muzzle of the gun seemed to be pointing at themselves.

The pistol continued to rise, and continued to rise, until it was printed on the guy's forehead and temple. The guy was already scared to death by this action, and his hands kept shaking, and he tremblingly cupped his hands into fists in front of his chest.

He kept kowtowing to the person holding the gun and begged him to let him go.

The cold muzzle of the gun was pressed directly against his forehead. He was so frightened that he became weak and did not dare to move at all. At this time, a cold but serious voice came, "Attack soldiers, try to kill soldiers,

Insulting military personnel with language is punishable by death or life imprisonment according to our country's constitution and criminal law!"

Hearing these words, the guy almost fainted. Everyone quickly looked at the speaker, only to find that it was the cute girl with short hair, Fang Xiaoyu. At this time, she was holding up the pistol mightily, with dark eyes.

Handi faced the guy. But the guy, at this time, was still trying to refute, shouting tremblingly at Fang Xiaoyu, "You, you, are not soldiers! Liars, liars! Horrible, terrorists!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaoyu pulled the trigger on his other arm without mercy. He only heard a thud, and along with the sound of the bullet penetrating the bone, another stream of bright red blood sprayed out. The guy immediately changed.

His face was distorted, and then he grabbed his arms and yelled.

At the same time, several fanatical survivors strode forward and tried to restrain Xiaoyu. Before they could take a step forward, several cold bullets instantly penetrated their legs.

As they passed by, they immediately fell to the ground in pain. After that, several streams of bright red blood spurted out accompanied by painful groans.

Xiaoyu kicked the guy down, grabbed his arm and shouted. Then he walked quickly towards the camp of fanatical survivors. As he walked, he took something out of his pocket, and then said seriously, "Open the door."

Your dog eyes have seen clearly, I am Fang Xiaoyu, the captain of the 11th detachment of the Feilong Force. My current mission is to find survivors and bring them safely back to the Feilong Force."

After saying that, a palm-sized black leather certificate was taken out by Xiaoyu and appeared in front of everyone. When he opened it, the first thing that caught his eye was a shining red national emblem in the center of the certificate, with a golden

The dragon surrounds the national emblem. Below the national emblem is a photo, and the person in the photo is Fang Xiaoyu. Below the photo are embedded two silver star badges, which represent the person's military rank.

Xiao Yu sneered and took back the soldier's certificate, "You just wanted to kill us. According to the country's laws, killing a soldier is a felony. Yes, you haven't succeeded yet, but judging from your behavior just now, this is an attempted murder.

One... plus what I said before, attacking soldiers, trying to kill soldiers, and insulting soldiers with words. These crimes are enough to make you die ten times."

At the same time, Zhang Yu also broke free from the restraints, immediately took out the pistol from his waist, and pulled the trigger on several guys. Zhang Yu had been paying attention to them for a long time. These guys were all in

The scum who fanned the flames among the crowd also included a delinquent boy with dyed blond hair and a few dandy boys. The bullet only penetrated their thighs. Although it was not fatal on the spot, it was enough to make them howl for a long time.

Especially the guy named Li Gang, he wanted to retreat when he saw that the situation was not going well. Zhang Yu pounced on him and used the restraint skills he had practiced for a week to immediately lock the fat man tightly. But not long after

, the fat man suddenly resisted and used his fat body to push Zhang Yu away. Then he immediately got up, grabbed a wooden stick and swung it at Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu did not use the pistol, retracted the belt around his waist, and stepped forward to fight with him with his bare hands. When Li Gang was so bloated that his body was shaking and he swung down the stick, Zhang Yu had already rushed to him and immediately restrained him with both hands.

He held the wooden stick in his hand. Then, using the momentum of his body leaning forward, Zhang Yu raised his knees and hit Li Gang's abdomen.

The blow was so painful that Li Gang gasped and his eyes seemed to turn white. There were even blood vessels like earthworms bulging out on both sides of his forehead, one after another, which was very ferocious and terrifying. Zhang Yu took off the hand he held in his hand.

with a wooden stick, then clamped his shoulders with both hands, and kept hitting his abdomen with his knees.

Time after time, there was only a dull sound of flesh hitting in the air. And Li Gang's abdomen was really bloated. Zhang Yu even felt that he hit a pile of compost. When he hit the twenty-first time,

Li Gang could only gasp and gasp. After two minutes, Li Gang seemed to be dying, foaming at the mouth and twitching all over. Even his pupils seemed to have popped out.

Dead fish eyes.

"Wow, the soldiers killed someone, let's run away!"

He didn't know who suddenly shouted. Zhang Yu only knew that among the fanatical crowd, before the voice could fall, someone ran out. This was a woman, not much older than Xiaoyu, only ten years old.

She was about eight or nineteen years old. As she ran, she smiled sinisterly. This ferocious expression was completely exposed to everyone's eyes.

Zhang Yu thought secretly in his heart, "Has it finally appeared?"

What followed was a long-lost excitement.

(Continue to ask for flowers and collect them! The word count of this week’s update is entirely up to you!)