This may be Xiao Ming's biggest nightmare in his life.
Countless nuclear corpses surround him.
Countless large and small blisters shake out from the torn clothes.
A wide open mouth, with terrifying tongues and cold-gleaming teeth sticking out.
This is not actual combat training, nor is it a one-on-one competition, but a dinner party where the crowd is very different.
The tragic scene of himself being torn into pieces appeared in front of Xiao Ming's eyes.
He tried his best to restrain the fear in his heart, not daring to show it at all, and pointed the pistol at each other.
They circled around and were so frightened that "them" all took a few steps back.
Xiao Ming was a little reassured that "they" were not walking zombies, and they also knew the power of guns.
Even though the pain of losing nuclear zombies was gone, the fear in their hearts was still there.
The idea of maintaining a deterrent force against "them" slipped through his mind.
Perhaps, this was his only chance.
Once "they" really turned into beasts, he would have nothing to rely on.
Xiao Ming noticed that several nuclear zombies bent down and slowly moved forward from the standing companions, as if they were about to launch a sneak attack.
He felt alarmed.
"They" also retained the cunningness of humans.
It was too late, but soon, one of the core corpses suddenly accelerated, like springs on the soles of its feet, leaped into the air, and rushed forward.
Xiao Ming, who passed the Nuclear Corpse Challenge Competition, is no longer what he used to be.
He remained calm in the face of danger.
He raised his right hand and drew a silver line in the air with his saber.
It passed over the attacker's neck.
Blood spurted into the air.
The guy grunted. , rolling to the ground like a torn sack.
He thought it would be a deterrent, but the nuclear corpses around him roared excitedly, seeming to be strongly stimulated, and instead narrowed the encirclement.
The blood of companions will also stimulate "them".
Xiao Ming quickly made this analysis that was ignored by predecessors.
He really cannot look at this new ethnic group according to normal people's thinking.
Suddenly, a nuclear corpse popped out from both sides of him.
Almost at the same time, another nuclear corpse rushed from the front, forming a three-way pincer attack.
Xiao Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he aimed a shot at the left nuclear corpse.
With a "pop" sound, he actually missed the shot.
After all, it was his first time to shoot.
His arm was numb from the shock, and his ears were buzzing.
It had no effect, scaring the surrounding nuclear zombies back again and again, but the three attackers had already arrived in front of him.
It was too late for him to shoot again, and the saber could only kill one at most.
His eyes showed despair, and he would definitely die now.
Reflected on his retinas were three ferocious faces that seemed to come from hell.
"Their" flaring nostrils seemed to smell the fragrance of the blood in his veins.
Xiao Ming was very surprised that he had such poetic thoughts at the moment of death, and he actually heard the beating of his heart.
What was even more incredible was that he saw the movements of the three nuclear corpses slow down instantly, just like that in the air.
Slowed down, like slow motion in a movie He had no time to think about why this happened, because the opportunity to live suddenly appeared, just as God said there would be light, and there was light, and then this light penetrated into his heart, making his heart bright.
The instinct of survival suddenly exploded, and Xiao Ming waved the saber.
Fortunately, his movements were not slow, like a graceful dancer.
He first cut the throat of the right corpse, and then stabbed the neck of the left corpse.
In this way, After a delay, no matter how slow the core corpse in front was, it came closer and bit him in the face.
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He didn't panic, turned the blade of the knife, and heard a "pop" sound.
The timing was perfect, and the saber was inserted into "him"'s forehead.
Three corpses fell at his feet almost at the same time.
All this happened in a matter of seconds.
Xiao Ming could not explain why he exceeded the speed limit.
He could only think that under the pressure of death, his body's potential was maximized. , his spirit, which was originally determined to die, was lifted.
The nuclear corpses around were obviously commotion, some were retreating, and some were moving forward.
Obviously, Xiao Ming's brave performance had caused "them" to become divided.
However, no matter which ethnic group, there are always those who are not afraid of death and do not believe in evil.
Several shrill howls came from the nuclear corpses, and several black shadows came out of the crowd, and then pounced on Xiao Ming from three sides.
The herd effect appeared, and the rest The nuclear corpses swarmed up Under the agitation of death, Xiao Ming's heart seemed to beat out of his chest, his pupils shrank and widened, his retinas dilated, and everything was visible.
The world outside him slowed down again, but his brain was running at an unprecedented high speed, and he instantly understood the situation.
She put away the saber and held the pistol with both hands.
Just listen to the continuous "pah pah pah" sound, and the fire is radiating.
The heads of the zombies at the front bloom one by one, and they fall backwards.
He who had been shot away with the first shot just now actually became infallible.
It was not that his shooting skills were good, but that the nuclear corpses in his eyes had slowed down.
The distance was so close that he almost pointed at his head and shot.
How could he?
miss He shot and rushed towards the car door, dodging left and right.
He could feel the nuclear corpses constantly flying behind him, and some of them caught the corners of his clothes.
It was a dangerous situation.
His face and body were spattered with blood.
He ignored it and rushed forward desperately.
The zombies in front of him fell one after another.
The car door was already in front of him.
He had never felt such hope within reach.
Several nuclear corpses blocked the iron ladder.
Xiao Ming, who was red-eyed, pulled the trigger hard, but the chamber was empty.
The bullets were all gone.
It was too late to replace the magazine.
The nuclear corpses in front and behind were roaring, and countless weapons were stretched out from the left and right. arm He was once again forced into a desperate situation, and his potential to go beyond the limit was once again stimulated.
He put the pistol in his pocket, spotted an opening, and jumped forward with a wild long jump.
The first jump stepped on a nuclear corpse.
On his legs, the second jump landed on the shoulder of a nuclear zombie, and the third jump landed on the head of a nuclear zombie, directly stepping on "his" head into his neck.
The huge elasticity bounced Xiao Ming's body up, and with his roar, his limbs danced, drawing a perfect arc in the air, over the heads of the nuclear zombies, and headed straight for the iron ladder.
Xiao Ming's hands heavily grasped the vertical handles on both sides of the car door, kicked hard on the outer shell with both feet, kicked a few times, and stepped on the iron ladder.
He did not dare to neglect and climbed up using both hands and feet.
This was his Strengths.
The group of nuclear corpses followed and swarmed below.
Some jumped up, grabbed the iron ladder, and climbed up.
Xiao Ming was condescending and kicked these stalking guys away.
He climbed to the door and pushed it with his knee.
The car door opened a crack and a musty smell hit his nose.
He immediately changed his mind.
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With the idea in mind, he continued to climb up, grabbed the roof of the car with both hands, pulled up, put his right foot up, and rolled up.
He was sitting on the roof of the car, nearly exhausted, and glanced down below.
The black mass of nuclear corpses raised their heads one by one as if to salute him.
He still couldn't believe that he had succeeded, and he yelled a few more times below. , I have never felt as confident as I do now.
Facing so many nuclear corpses alone, even the finals can only be like this.
The revolution had not yet succeeded, so Xiao Ming took the time to replace the magazines.
He calculated in his mind that he had fired about seven or eight shots just now, and he still had three magazines and more than 20 bullets, so he had to use them sparingly.
He looked at the sky.
It was groggy.
There was still some time before dark.
As long as he persisted until dark, the nuclear zombies would leave even if Rose didn't move in for reinforcements.
The Nuclear Corpse temporarily stopped attacking.
Xiao Ming got a precious chance to breathe and observed the situation on the roof.
The streamlined front end of the locomotive was not easy to climb.
All he had to do was hold on to the rear of the car.
The nuclear corpses on the ground spread out and surrounded the locomotive.
The density was slightly sparse, but there were hundreds of them.
Xiao Ming still didn't understand why so many nuclear corpses suddenly appeared.
The ones he had seen before were only a dozen or so at most.
Were "they" really attracted by the sound of the jeep's horn?
Not necessarily.
However, what makes him even more confused is the change that has taken place in him.
Yes, whenever he is in a desperate situation, he can always bring out his potential, but his explosion today is definitely geometric, far beyond In his imagination, the only explanation is Xiao Ming has already thought of: Yaotou’s medicine There was a sudden shock under his feet.
Oh no, nuclear corpses were crawling up.
He stood up in excitement.
This was his last position.
Either live or die.
Xiao Ming stood in the center of the car roof, motionless as he looked at the heads of nuclear zombies vying to emerge, his pupils zooming, letting death envelope his soul again and letting his body fly in despair.
Dusk shrouded the earth, and a young man stood on the locomotive, as if standing between heaven and earth, ignoring the hesitant shadows approaching around him.
There was an explosion, and in the fleeting sparks, a flower bloomed from the head of a black figure.
The young man started to move, his vigorous figure flying in the middle of the black shadows, punching and kicking, and the black shadows fell from the locomotive like falling leaves, and more black shadows came up.
There were continuous gunshots again, gorgeous flowers bloomed with sparks, and more black shadows withered the earth.
Death is the death of the opponent.
Despair is the despair of the enemy.
After an unknown amount of time, the sky turned dark, everything was submerged in darkness, and a bone-chilling cold air swept through every corner of the field.
Xiao Ming stood alone on the roof of the car, with no opponents around him.
He was covered in bruises, and one hand was holding a pistol that had been empty of bullets.
The handle of the gun was wet, which was the mark left by him using the gun as a hammer to break the skull of the corpse.
The other hand was holding a saber, the edge of which was blunt and could not be cut.
How many cores were inserted into the corpse's throat.
He didn't know how many nuclear zombies he had killed, but he knew that he was at the end of his strength.
If the night had not fallen and the nuclear zombies retreated quietly, he would have entered "their" stomachs.
He wanted to thank the dark night for saving him, but did he really want to thank the dark night?
A cold wind blew past, making him shiver with cold, and the sweat and blood all over his body seemed to freeze.
He thought of the car under his feet.
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Although there was a musty smell inside, it was better than freezing on the roof.
Just as he was about to turn over and get out, he heard a sharp "squeak" coming from the wind.
The screams started to be very far apart, and soon, like rain, they spread rapidly from small to large, from sparse to dense.
Xiao Ming shivered again, but not because of the cold, but because he remembered that the night would bring another terrible creature, the nuclear mutant giant rat that he had never really faced.
He heard the sound of chewing and gnawing everywhere below him.
Although he couldn't see it, he knew in his heart that the locomotive was surrounded by the nuclear corpses he had killed, and the giant rats were enjoying a feast.
When Xiao Ming heard the noise, he didn't know how many giant rats there were.
If all the corpses were eaten by them, what would happen if there was still him?
He shuddered violently, not to mention that he was unable to fight anymore, even though he was full of energy and vitality, he didn't know how to fight against the invisible enemy.
Could it be that he was destined to escape this disaster today?
The shadow of death came quietly on the edge of life, and his heart sank.
Just when Xiao Ming fell into despair again, there was a rumbling roar in the distance, and a beam of light hit him from far to near.
The strong wind cut his face and blew him so hard that he could hardly stand.
A soft ladder fell from the sky: