Everyone is running for their lives and trying to run faster.
And a large group of zombies were chasing into the woods with bared teeth, just like a large group of hungry wolves rushing towards a large pile of fresh meat.
"I don't like this.
It's like a nightmare."
Sneijder turned his head while running, and was immediately frightened and continued running.
No one likes to be chased by hundreds of zombies.
It’s zombies, not the Spanish Running of the Bulls.
The bull will step on you a few times and gouge you a few times with its horns, while the zombies will tear off your flesh bit by bit and swallow it while it's still hot.
The pain and fear before death should be no less than in the fire of hell.
Suffering.
After running for about three to four hundred meters, I felt a little out of breath.
Gordon urged: "Hurry, hurry up, keep up."
Of course, the group of zombies behind him followed closely, howling and chasing after them from time to time as if they were beaten to death.
Rudolph suddenly said: "Should we slow down?"
Are you kidding me about slowing down?
The current situation is that I wish I had more legs and could escape as fast as possible.
Rudolf analyzed calmly as he ran: "These zombies will never feel tired, but we will.
When many people encounter danger, the first thing they want to do is escape as soon as possible.
But they forget that their physical strength is limited.
As long as we Run faster than the zombies, and then pick an uphill slope.
Many zombies whose legs and feet are almost rotten will fall down.
The remaining corpses will slowly get rid of them one by one.
The few corpses that are in low decay can be dealt with after catching up. ” Everyone looked back and saw many limping zombies dragging their legs with rancid black water.
Suddenly I felt enlightened.
Those zombies move at about the same speed as humans, even slower due to the decay of the corpse.
Their only advantage is that they don't get tired.
As long as their legs and feet are not rotten to the point of breaking, they will keep chasing.
People in movies and TV will run away in fear when they encounter zombies.
The result is that the faster you escape, the faster you will get tired, and eventually you will be eaten by zombies when you can no longer run.
Questions that no one had thought of were thought of by Rudolph. d is a genius” "Thank you for the compliment, but please don't use foul language."
Rudolph responded calmly.
Everyone tried to slow down and chose an uphill road led by Rudolph and Gordon.
Climbing to an empty spot in the middle of the slope, Gordon turned around and handed the gun in his hand to Cheng Qianxun: "Hold it for me, don't drop it.
Guys, that's a good weapon.
I'll kill them one by one later.
Girls , you guys stand back and watch how the man kills the zombies."
Cheng Qianxun stood behind with a gun.
The gun was very heavy.
She didn't expect the rifle to be so heavy.
If it was hunting, she wouldn't be able to aim accurately even if she raised the gun.
Rudolph was indeed right.
Those zombies with leg and foot problems could not stand at all when climbing the slope.
After walking a few meters, they rolled down.
After stopping, they will struggle to stand up and continue to climb up; if they fall down again, they will use their hands and feet to crawl up like wild beasts.
Only a few zombies can walk up like normal people.
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Steve reminded him: "Zombies rely on their cerebellum to maintain movement.
Cutting off their heads will make their bodies ineffective, but their heads will still be alive.
If you don't want the zombies to bite their ankles when people come over in the future. , the best way is to blow their heads off.”
"Who cares from now on."
Rudolph snorted coldly.
Gordon looked at Rudolph and added: "Stop them first and then make up for it later."
Rudolph looked sideways and said nothing.
The first batch of zombies were less than ten meters away.
They were four strong zombies who had just died.
"Okay, men, let's break out."
Cheng Qianxun suddenly said from behind: "Maybe there are eyes watching us somewhere to see who is more capable."
These words immediately made all the men energetic, and they all clenched the various metal tools in their hands, waiting for them seriously.
The first zombie came up, and Regel struck it with an axe, causing its head to split into two pieces.
The black and white brains immediately spurted out, and the body with its head open fell straight back, rolling all the way down. , and also caused several zombies below to roll down the slope.
After succeeding with one blow, Regeer smiled triumphantly at everyone, and tightened his grip on the ax in his hand: "It's not that difficult to deal with, it can be said to be a piece of cake."
"Really?
I'll try too."
Steve chose the machete that Regel had just used.
His strength was not as domineering as Regel.
Not every man could chop with a fire ax for a long time.
He aimed at a zombie that was coming up, aimed his machete at the head of a zombie about the same size as him, and slashed it with all his strength.
"Poof" half of the zombie's head immediately flew out, leaving only the face without the forehead and above.
After opening its mouth and screaming like a beast, it fell straight back.
The pleasure of killing zombies was accompanied by fear.
Steve smiled unnaturally and said nervously: "It's really not difficult.
I killed one too."
"These zombies are nothing."
Gordon immediately encouraged everyone: "It can be done in ten minutes, and then we can reach the nearest house before dark, eat dinner, and sleep comfortably."
You can sleep well if you kill them all.
Who wants to sleep until midnight and wake up to see a rotten zombie gnawing on his own flesh.
"Okay, kill."
The men picked up various life-saving tools and chopped and hacked at the zombies that climbed up.
The seemingly vicious zombies had their heads shot off one by one and rolled down the slope.
The zombies behind were still struggling and climbing up instinctively.
Locke smashed a zombie's head into pieces with a shovel several times.
Looking at the white liquid mixed with thick black liquid flowing out, the disgusting feeling could make a person vomit out the last night's meal.
He actually turned his head and vomited it out "It's okay, buddy."
Sneijder patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, you will get used to it after vomiting a few times.
Keep fighting."
Locke's shoulders shook violently, shook off Sneed's hand, raised his body, suddenly picked up the shovel and smashed it.
The accident startled Sneijder.
The shovel passed by his head, and a cry like a dying beast came from behind.
He looked back and saw a zombie with a shovel stuck in the front of its face.
It was waving its hands around and howling.
Locke stepped forward, put his foot on the zombie's abdomen, and pulled the shovel out of the zombie's face with a force of his hands.
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He turned around and looked at Sneijder, who was in a daze: "You'd better take care of yourself first."
Seeing the zombie kicked by Locke rolling down, Sneijder suddenly smiled: "Thank you, man."
This was a sincere thank you.
Locke tilted his head and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then continued to be wary of the zombies that were climbing up one after another, preparing to enter a new battle.
While the men were struggling to resist the zombies climbing up from the bottom, Cheng Qianxun and Zhang Ruoshan standing behind saw a scene they did not want to see from a distance.
"Oh my god" Zhang Ruoshan was stunned in that direction and murmured unconsciously.
More zombies appeared densely from the woods at the foot of the high slope, staggering towards here.
Soon they will see the "fresh meat" on the slope and become crazy, just like they are walking towards now.
Like a climbing zombie
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