zombie frenzy

Chapter 362 Chaos
Flair was trapped in the sea of ​​corpses, the sword in his hand fluttered, and the surrounding limbs and pieces of flesh kept flying.

However, although he seems to have put all his energy on the zombie, he still has some left to observe the movement around him. Bonnie just aimed at him, and his heart tightened instantly. Following the induction, he looked at the corpse through the gap past.

There was no sign of the collapsed building in the distance, and Flair didn't dare to be careless. While using all his strength, he swiped the big sword dance circle and chopped open several zombies. Close your eyes and look carefully.

The windows facing this side were closed, and the curtains were lowered and raised, but no one could be seen. Looking at the roof, it was half collapsed, and a few pieces of rubble were dangling on the edge. , It doesn't look like someone.

Fryer knew that there was definitely an enemy ambushing nearby, but he didn't know where the enemy was. At this moment, he had a feeling. Although he couldn't find the enemy's trace, it also gave him a direction.

"It's alright, my lord."

Just as he was thinking, shouts came from his subordinates on the top of the slope. Fryer split the head of a zombie, kicked it away, and knocked down five or six zombies. He pointed the big sword into the distance and shouted, "Did you see that small building? It collapsed for me."

"Yes, my lord."

More than a dozen electromagnetic guns fired instantly, and the light and shadow that could not be caught by the naked eye quickly hit the small building.

Puff puff.

Numerous holes appeared on the wall of the small building, and the sand and stones kept falling downwards. After a few seconds, the small building suddenly shook, and cracks spread among the holes, turning into huge gaps in a blink of an eye. Then there was a loud bang, and the small building disappeared without a trace in an instant, but there was a pile of bricks and rubble on the ground, and there were not even large plates left.

Flair swung his sword and retreated while dancing, staring at the small building with his red eye rounded. However, he only saw smoke and dust rising, but did not find any fleeing figure.

"Did I read it wrong?"

Flair thought for a while and shook his head, swiped the horizontal sword, called for his subordinates to take over, and strode back to the top of the slope.

After an attack, he knocked over a hundred of the zombies below. Although the ones that were cut in half did not die for a while, under the trample of their companions, it was obvious that they would not survive long and would turn into a puddle of flesh.

Thousands of zombies could not see the slightest decrease, and the open space was still densely packed with gray-brown figures, and monsters poured out continuously at the end of the street.

However, if one looks down from a high altitude, the corpse group is hundreds of meters behind, and there is no trace of the monster. Although the explosion sound is violent, the corpse group has already been aroused once, and the surrounding zombies have already gathered together , Those who are far away can't hear the sound, but those who are close are all gathered here. As long as they can persist, with the remaining few electromagnetic guns, there is still hope to disperse the sea of ​​corpses.

The big men took over from Flair's attack, and the connection between the two was almost seamless, as if they had been rehearsed many times. The muzzle of the electromagnetic gun was downward, and a rain of bullets sprayed out. His flesh and blood splattered.

In the distance, Bonnie panted heavily and hid in the adjacent small building, her face turned pale.

The moment Flair looked towards her, Bonnie sensed that something was wrong, she slapped her palm on the ground, her body wiped the floor and retreated quickly, slid all the way to the edge of the building, turned over and rolled down.

Stepping on the window sill, his body quickly jumped to the small building next door. Before the zombies below could find him, he rolled over and lay there, not daring to move.

All this was done in just a second or two, so fast that even Bonnie couldn't believe it.

When she had just laid down, there was a muffled sound of blows from the small building where she had been. In just a few seconds, the three-story building collapsed, leaving only palm-sized bricks and rubble. If she had been a step slower, even if she hadn't been shot to death, she would have been buried by the collapsed masonry at this time, not to mention crushed to death, at least her tracks would have been exposed.

Lying quietly for a while, when her mood was stable, Bonnie turned to look at Guo Fei, and saw him give a thumbs up from a distance, and nodded with a smile.

Bonnie pursed her lips, nodded, crawled slowly, moved a little to the edge of the small building, and held the gun for about half a minute, until she didn't feel anything unusual, then she quietly poked her head go out.

On the ruins of the warehouse, electromagnetic guns sprayed projectiles with hissing, and the zombies piled up at the bottom of the slope to form a mountain of corpses. The blood flowed and spread all the way to the outside of the iron gate, but they couldn't even step up the slope. If it was a human being, they would have been frightened by the bullets and fled away.

That Fryer stood on a high place, panting to recover his strength, while staring his red eyes wide, looking around, trying to find traces of the enemy.

The crowd of corpses in front of him was turbulent. Before he found the enemy, he still couldn't deal with it with all his strength. Otherwise, he might be overshadowed by the opponent if he was careless. The battery exploded, definitely the enemy's ruthless hand.

Flair looked randomly, and suddenly his eyes stopped on the open space. After searching left and right for a while, his face became gloomy and ugly.

In the gaps between the zombies, he saw pools of blood and flesh marks on the ground, some of which were surrounded by the armor he equipped here, and there were a few places where the scattered armor was obviously different from the ones he had here. Needless to say, he knew that it was An Ye's latest equipment is almost the same as that of the men in front of him.

It's just that all the portable weapons are still on the side, except for the few electromagnetic guns that are gone.

Flair was still a little unwilling, and stared round his eyes, the red eyes became redder and brighter, and he looked carefully.

From the gap of the corpse, he looked over the area of ​​several meters around the blood-stained spot on the ground, not to mention the electromagnetic gun, and he couldn't even see the tiny parts.

roar roar.

Flair was so angry that he raised his hands to the sky and roared.

A feeling of helplessness came to his heart, which made him almost bite his steel teeth into pieces.

Knowing that the enemy was nearby, but he couldn't find any shadows even after checking, and in front of him were attracted countless monsters, which made him unable to get away, so he could only fight the monsters honestly, waiting The opponent attacked again and again.

who?Who will it be?
Flair suddenly looked back at the elevator.

dark night?

He shook his head. It's unlikely. A few elites died tragically here without even a trace of their electromagnetic guns. If they did it, the price would be too high.

Polar bear?
After thinking about it for a while, Fryer still ruled them out. Those guys always like to fight with strength, how could they do such tricks in succession.

Could it be that there is another organization hidden beside him?Did he see that he developed the evolution liquid type [-] and was ready to pick the fruit, or did he have a personal grievance with him and came here to seek revenge?

Fryer listed all the names in his mind one by one, and then eliminated them one after another, but he never thought that Guo Fei and the others who were driven by him to escape all the way to the sea were not only alive, but also found them again. .

"My lord, the barrel is too hot and needs to be cooled." The gunman shouted.

Fryer put away his thoughts, looked up and glanced forward, snorted coldly and strode down, raised his big sword while exhorting, "There are enemies, you guys be careful."

A dozen or so big men were turning around and retreating to the top of the slope. When they heard what the leader said, they immediately became nervous, looked around, gathered together, and slowly retreated towards the elevator shaft.

It is difficult for one person to defend the entire ruins. They can only get together to narrow the defense range, so as to prevent monsters from taking advantage of them.

Fryer swung his big sword, slashing and slashing among the corpses. From time to time, he raised his head and looked around. In this way, the attack power was greatly reduced, and the zombies rushing around frantically waved their arms. No figure was found, and he On the contrary, he was almost scratched by monsters several times.

Although at this level he doesn't have to worry about being infected by the virus, but if he is injured by such a monster, it will really make him look ugly, not to mention that there are more than a dozen subordinates watching behind him, which makes him even more embarrassing All red.

"Go to hell with me."

Fryer gave up the search immediately, held the sword in both hands, and repeatedly split the heads of several zombies. In the blink of an eye, he swept out a gap in the group of corpses.

The zombies gradually climbed to the top of the slope, and most of them surrounded the group of Flaiers. However, there were a few with particularly sensitive noses. They turned their heads to look at another elevator, their eyes flickered, and they gradually left the group of corpses. Slowly climbed over.

Bang bang bang.

The monster got closer, and the smell of strangers inside became stronger and stronger. Although the elevator door separated the two sides, the elevator roof was lifted, and the smell inside kept coming out. I didn't feel it when I was far away, but now it's in front of me. , I didn't know that it was full of blood food, so I waved my hands and slapped it.

"Ah, help."

The elevator was slapped and shook non-stop, and the scientific researchers inside turned pale with fright and desperately called for help.

The brown-haired girl rolled down from the elevator coquettishly, swinging two daggers, continuously sinking into the zombie's head.

In the blink of an eye, most of the zombies fell down. However, it's okay if she didn't appear. There were only a few monsters beating in front of the elevator. When she appeared behind her, the monsters below saw her trace and smelled her breath. Frantically pounced on her, the black figure instantly overwhelmed her.

"protect yourself."

Hearing the sound, Fryer's heart tightened immediately, he turned around and shouted, swung his big sword, slashed all the way, knocked over a group of monsters, and quickly blocked in front of the elevator.

He doesn't care about Cammy's life or death, but he has to save the brown-haired girl, as well as the precious scientific researchers inside, each of which is much more valuable than the subordinates who have been injected with the evolution fluid type [-] here, and it can even be said that they are lacking. One must.

Now that the catastrophe has come, it is no longer realistic to find these experts and professors from among the survivors. Otherwise, Dark Night would not have come across the ocean to trade with him.

With the sword light waving, those rushing zombies kept falling down, and the elevator was emptied in one click.

On the other side, the big man who was busy cooling the barrel of the battery dropped his equipment in a panic, pulled out his weapon with his backhand, and fought with the zombies who rushed in front of him.

This change was too fast. When they realized it, the monster was almost in front of them. They were suppressed by the zombies for a moment, and they kept backing away. They didn't even have time to take away the electromagnetic gun backpack, and were forced to stay between them and the zombies.

"It's my turn."

In the distance, Bonnie poked her head out, looked at the chaotic scene over there, chuckled, slowly raised the muzzle of the gun, focused her eyes, and set the front sight on a backpack.

(End of this chapter)