zombie frenzy

Chapter 468 The Burning Torch

The signal stick flew out of the window, rolled in the air and landed towards the center of the square.

Red flames spurted out from the head of the stick, and a red smoke rolled along with the signal stick, drawing a strange arc in the air. Before they could disperse, the wind blew over the square, and the smoke shook instantly Shaking, whistling, it dissipated into the air.

The monsters on the ground who couldn't get into the brain devouring circle noticed the flying object, stared at it with blood-red eyes, and watched it fall blankly. A few of them stupidly stretched out their hands, trying to catch it In my hand, I want to taste the taste of the signal stick.

The flame of the club head touched the palm of the zombie, and the feeling of burning came to the heart. These monsters, after being promoted, became less and less tolerant of pain. After the surface of the skin was burned by the flame, the zombie panicked. He let go of his hand, and squeezed his body hard to retreat.

The signal baton continued to fall. Next to it, several zombies who had not experienced the high temperature of the flame screamed and stretched out their claws. In the chaos, no one could catch it. The red flame burst from between the shoulders, chest and abdomen. The gap jumped over.

The gaps and cracks on the tanker can no longer see much gasoline flowing. The fuel that once sprayed out like a water column has now become a trickle, and some have even dried up, with only three or five drops of oil hanging on it. The tank body was hit by zombies, and after those oil droplets dripped down, no new ones could be seen anymore.

On the ground, a sea of ​​gasoline has already formed, and the entire square is covered with oil. The place closest to the tank truck, gasoline can drown the insteps of zombies, and the farthest, on the edge of the square, gasoline flows like a wave. Get out and soak the soles of their feet.

At the mouth of the sewer, a thin layer of gasoline was poured into it along the gap, but the oil has not had much momentum to spread from the square to here, and it has only accumulated less than a few centimeters below it.

The evaporated oil and gas were billowing at the zombie's feet, so thick that they could be clearly seen with the naked eye.

The signal baton fell in the middle of the corpses, and the red fireworks burned the surrounding monsters. Those touched by the flames tried their best to dodge back, abruptly, giving way to a space in the crowded corpses, making it It fell from the shoulders, chest and abdomen to the waist and thighs without any hindrance.

The oil and gas were instantly ignited by the flames, and a layer of faint flames suddenly appeared in the air. Before it rose up, it spread from here to all directions in an instant.

boom.

A huge pillar of fire rose up, engulfing the speakers suspended in the center at a height of ten meters. The flames did not stop, but spread out quickly. In the blink of an eye, the entire Times Square was enveloped in flames, and more than 100 tons of gasoline , covered the square, and burned in a very short time, forming a terrifying sea of ​​flames.

In the middle, where the signal baton fell, hundreds of zombies in that circle were reduced to ashes almost instantly.

There are ignited monsters everywhere, roaring wildly, pushing their companions hard, trying to escape from the flames, but the surroundings are full of flames, no matter where they flee, they are always surrounded by flames, pushing them, The soles of the feet were burned, the leg bones became charred, the zombie couldn't stand upright, and the body fell down against its companions, layered together, the flames on the body did not go out because of this, but continued to burn.

Bang bang bang.

The sewers around the square suddenly exploded. In the pillar of fire that was more than ten meters high, the heavy cast iron manhole cover flew high, smashing the zombies standing on it to pieces, and then they were quickly burned into coke in the flames. ash.

The whole world is full of wailing, flames rise up, and fly into the air with fine black particles. With the wind, they are flying over the square, like black dragons.

On the roof, several people looked down excitedly, covering their mouths and noses, for fear of inhaling the flying powder.

The zombies fell in pieces, and even after they fell to the ground and stopped struggling, the flames continued to rise from them.

"Let's go, get out of here." Guo Fei covered his mouth with his clothes, dragged the stunned Miya and left.

The black particles from the burning zombies poured in through the window, covering their bodies with a thick layer. At this time, I am afraid that they are in their ears and noses. If they don’t leave, people will be drowned by it. .

In the high temperature, the zombie melted like a candle, the oil turned into dye, and the blood evaporated quickly. The remaining flesh, flesh and bones were like dry wood, which was swept by the flame and burned through quickly. A large number of fine particles fell from them. The body flew out, and in the end, there were only black marks left on the ground, and very little bone powder remained, which showed that there had been zombies here.

"Don't look, shoot, don't let those monsters outside escape." Bonnie was the first to recover, and shouted loudly while pressing the walkie-talkie, quickly moved the muzzle of the gun, and pulled the trigger.

The children who had woken up hurriedly raised their guns without carefully aiming, and shot a rain of bullets at the zombies outside the flames below.

There are still many zombies on the periphery who have not entered the square. At this time, they are looking at the burning and struggling companions in horror. They don't know whether to flee or just stand here and watch.

From time to time, a few monsters staggered out of the sea of ​​flames, with raging flames ignited on their bodies, and crashed into the crowded monsters outside.

The fire spread rapidly, and these zombies were quickly ignited like dry wood.

The group of corpses became chaotic, desperately fleeing to the side, overwhelming their companions, trampled them under their feet, and tried their best to stay away from those monsters with flames rising from their bodies.

Above the head, the barrage of bullets rained down, no need to aim, just shoot from top to bottom, all the guns hit the monster's head.

The head was smashed, and the white brains splashed out, some fell on the companions, and some flew into the fire, and were quickly burned to ashes.

A strange smell permeated the air, and the zombie's pace of moving and retreating began to stagnate. Excitedly looking at the scattered brains in front of him, he waved his arms to grab them as much as he wanted, stuffed them into his mouth, and swallowed.

The death brought by the flames was not as exciting as the brains that would allow them to advance. The monsters gave up fleeing, squatted on the ground, tore open the blown skulls of their companions, stretched out their claws, and took out the white inside.

The number of steel balls in the backpack decreased rapidly, and the display of the battery pack also changed from green to red, and finally, it kept flashing.

"Damn it." Lawrence put down the electromagnetic gun dejectedly, and gritted his teeth unwillingly, looking at the hordes of zombies below.

The musketeer recovered from the shock, looked at Lawrence blankly, pointed at the flames rising in the square, "How many zombies are there?"

Lawrence thought for a while, "At least tens of thousands? It should not exceed one hundred thousand."

"God, isn't that enough? Are you going to wipe out all the zombies at once?" The musketeer exaggeratedly shouted, waving his hands.

Mark and the others also came to the top of the building. Looking at the gradually extinguished flames below, seeing that the electromagnetic gun had stopped firing, Mark thought for a while and couldn't help but said, "Guo, should we go down and charge for a round?"

There are nearly [-] zombies in the periphery, many, and they have already started to flee to the distance. The remaining ones are fighting for their brains, and they are ignited by the zombies jumping out of the sea of ​​fire from time to time.

At this time, there are still three to five thousand left at most, and that's all, because the electromagnetic gun stopped killing, the number of brains was greatly reduced, the strange smell in the air was quickly replaced by the scorched smell, and the zombies returned to fear , Watching people on fire jumping out of it from time to time, leaving the square in horror.

"Forget it, I don't want it anymore." Guo Fei shook his head and said.

"Why? There are only a few thousand monsters here, and we don't want to keep them all. We need to concentrate our efforts and eliminate one place, just a thousand or so zombies." Mark said.

Guo Fei still shook his head, "Forget it, it's enough to have such a big achievement. Just now you had a good time driving, but I was worried. I haven't recovered yet, so I can't handle it."

Miya looked at Guo Fei nervously, "Brother Fei, are you alright?"

Guo Fei smiled, "It's okay, I'm just a little tired, just take a rest."

Before, he drove an oil tank truck without four wheels, and there was always a long flame behind the car. He was like sitting on a gunpowder barrel, and he was in danger of exploding at any time. This was worse than a battle with the corpse king. To make people feel tired, even looking at the huge results below, Guo Fei couldn't lift his spirits very much.

It didn't take long for the gasoline to burn out, and the only thing left was the burning of the zombies themselves.

Tens of thousands of zombies piled up together, and the flames soared into the sky. The speakers hanging in the air had been burned long ago, leaving only some black coke on the steel cables.

Under it, the corpses were layered on top of each other, and the flames spewed out from the gaps in their bodies without stopping for a moment.

The scorching air rises, and the cold air convects in, forming a whirlwind in the square.

The flames were blown wildly by the wind, shaking from side to side, the coke on the ground shattered and collapsed, and large black particles were swept up by the strong wind, roaring and flying into the distance.

Because the gasoline flowing from the periphery is relatively scarce, the flames on many zombies are caused by those burning companions. The fire is not fierce. Until now, they are still staggering and running around, and you can see a few zombies from time to time He fell to the ground with a bang, his body brittle into several pieces during the fall.

"Will it cause a fire?" Aunt Camilla's worried voice came from the headset.

Bonnie hesitated for a while and said, "It's okay, the surrounding buildings are closed, the monster can only escape in the square at most, and it can't cause it."

There was an unpleasant smell of scorching in the air, and the branches and leaves of several big trees near the square were burned off by the flames, leaving only a few bare branches, scorched and stretched out.

The scorching air rose up, and the protruding heads of the people on the roof had to be retracted, their hair turned yellow and curly, and the plastic trash cans more than a hundred meters away from the square melted into liquid.

"Let's go." Guo Fei said.

"Leave like this? There seem to be living zombies on the ground, do you want to deal with them before leaving?" Bonnie asked.

Guo Fei said, "It's too hot. If we go down now, I'm afraid everyone will be cooked. Don't worry, we'll pass it when it cools down in the afternoon."

"Haha, this is our territory now." Amy screamed excitedly, "You can walk on the streets in a fair manner."

Lawrence yelled, "I want to play street basketball, does anyone want to play with me?"

Alice yelled, "I'm going shopping, I'm going to ride a bike, I'm going to have a party, is there anyone?"

Laura screamed excitedly in her arms and waved her little hands. Aunt Camilla next to her smiled, wiped the tears from her eyes, and watched excitedly.

(End of this chapter)