zombie frenzy

Chapter 502 The Sad Simpson
The rising flames brought enough brightness, and before the dozens of corpse kings could escape, the electromagnetic guns that had been prepared long ago buzzed.

Puff puff.

The panicked corpse king didn't even have a moment's defense, the skull was lifted, the brains inside sprayed out, the body was so soft that he fell to the ground, and there was no more sound.

Mark waved the double-edged ax in his hand angrily, turned his head and glared behind him.

Alice giggled, and Bonnie shrugged and said, "Sorry, you're so slow."

Pippi ran to Guo Fei's feet, screaming triumphantly, her little tail swung like a windmill.

"It's over?" Mick said, looking blankly at the corpses all over the floor.

Beside, the brown-haired woman Brandy looked nervously at the intersection, and whispered, "They won't break in, will they?"

The musketeer in front of her turned her head and laughed loudly, "You haven't seen the fire that day, let me tell you, these monsters are the easiest to ignite. What you worry about now is not that they break in, but that they If you don’t come, tens of thousands of zombies have been wiped out with a single fire, are you still afraid of them?”

Two NO.30 people slowly walked to the intersection where the flames rose, some with expressionless faces, some with shocked faces, and some excited.

The human-shaped torch screamed miserably, its footsteps became slower and slower, and it gradually began to fall to the ground, and the flames were slowly extinguished, leaving only a charred corpse lying there, exuding an unpleasant stench.

Inside the collapsed car wall, hundreds of monsters were still struggling. Looking through the cracks in the flames, countless pairs of blood-red eyes outside were watching the flames anxiously. As soon as the flames were extinguished, they would rush in immediately.

Simpson curled up in the corner of the car, looking nervously at the screaming monster running around, thankful that he chose the right position and was not hit by the gasoline bottle.

Quietly sticking his head out, Simpson hid in the dark and looked out. On the side of the square, more than 20 people were blocking the intersection, and all their eyes were cast here. It was impossible to slip away while the flames were decreasing. The only The way is to count on the zombies to rush in and break through their defenses, so that he has a chance to escape.

Simpson lowered his head and smelled it, his face turned livid. The already faint zombie breath was baked by the surrounding temperature, and the blood and rotten flesh were dried out. The smell was almost dissipated. If the zombies did not move again, I'm afraid he won't be able to escape.

Gritting his teeth, his body squirmed like a snake, and slowly he got out of the car body, and under the cover of the firelight, he quietly crawled towards the corpse next to him.

In front of him was a scorched corpse that was still burning with flames. Simpson reached out and grabbed the corpse's ankle, slowly pulling it to his side.

The palm of his hand was scorched red, and Simpson didn't dare to shake it. He looked at the slowly extinguishing flame above, and without hesitation, he lifted its body up carefully, and quickly hid under it. After a while, he disappeared in the In the corner of the wall, where they had been, several charred corpses were piled up in a mess, forming a small hillock.

The flames were gradually extinguished, and the burning zombies exhausted their flesh and blood, and fell to the ground one by one, letting the small flames on their bodies move, twitching in vain, and slowly lost their movement.

The monsters gathered at the intersection were eager to try and looked inside impatiently, but they didn't dare to take a step, they just kept roaring.

Suddenly, a corpse king couldn't bear it and flew up, and the figure flew up the wall as soon as it jumped on the wall of the car, running on the wall like a gecko, and disappeared in the eyes of the corpses after a few jumps.

The monster could no longer control its desire for flesh and blood inside, its blood-red eyes flickered, and it frantically waved its arms, rushing desperately into the passage.

It was different from before, that time, only the thousands of zombies who broke into the two lines of defense rushed to the intersection, and only those who rushed in the front rushed in, and the rest, before stepping into the wall, just rushed in. separated by fire.

But now, tens of thousands of zombies are gathered on the street, and they have long blocked the intersection waiting for an opportunity. This time, the [-]-meter-wide passage is almost full of monsters. I'm afraid it won't take long for these guys to Can rush in all of them.

The changes over there fell into the eyes of Guo Fei and the others. The first few people remained motionless, and the subordinates behind them moved back in panic. When they saw the leader standing there, they gritted their teeth and persisted. down.

"cast."

When the zombies had rushed halfway through the passage, Lawrence finally shouted.

In the sky, flames swirled and shot towards the passage, more than 20 gasoline bottles at a time, and in an instant, all the more than [-] bottles piled up in front of them were thrown out.

The zombies looked at the bottles flying in the distance and rushed forward desperately. Although they didn't know what it was, they instinctively felt the threat from the flames.

The bottles fell like raindrops, and they were evenly distributed on the 30-meter-wide and [-]-meter-long passage. No one had trained them, but they had an incomparable tacit understanding.

crackle.

The glass bottle hit the zombie's body, fragments shot out, and the gasoline inside flew everywhere.

The flame instantly ignited the monster, and the flames rose up, many times stronger than the last hasty ignition.

Simpson lay under the scorched corpse, enduring the high-temperature steaming, his teeth were clenching, his fists were clenched, his palms were pierced by nails, and blood kept flowing from his fingers.

The pungent stench almost suffocated him to death, the clothes on his body were burnt to pieces, and blisters even appeared on his skin.

Cursing incessantly in his heart, Simpson endured it without moving, until he felt the ground shaking, and a smile finally appeared on his livid face.

A large group of zombies passed by him, and the soles of their feet trampled on them. They didn't care about these charred corpses at all, and just a few times, they trampled them into pieces.

Simpson who was inside opened his mouth wide and howled silently, large drops of sweat rolled down his forehead, and the veins on his neck burst out.

Those monsters unintentionally stomped on his left leg twice in a row. At this time, the calf seemed to have turned into meat paste, and the sole of his foot was facing the other side strangely.

A zombie ran past, sensed the smell of blood in the scorched and corrupted body, lowered its head in doubt, and before it could react, a glass bottle rolled past it, crackling, and then flames exploded at its feet. edge up.

"Ah...help..."

Simpson, who endured the burning of the steam, did not expect that disaster would come from the sky. In an instant, his exposed body was soaked in gasoline and burned. He howled miserably, and no longer cared about hiding. Jumping, struggling in the passage.

If it was normal, when there was a blood meal in front of him, those monsters would have swarmed over him, but now, seeing the flames rising from his body, those monsters that have not been ignited screamed in horror, and desperately rushed to the surroundings. Dodged, but touched the scattered flames, which were quickly ignited into torches.

Screamingly, waving his arms, and jumping on one leg with the flames on his body, Simpson collapsed, stretched out his hand, looked at Guo Fei with his eye socket that had become a hole, and yelled vaguely. Then, full of unwillingness, he gradually stopped struggling.

"Looks like someone."

Guo Fei frowned, took a step forward, and squinted his eyes to search the flames.

It's just that, not only are the flames tumbling and dancing in the passage, but there are also countless human-shaped torches running around indiscriminately. Guo Fei searched a few times, but he couldn't find it until the screams disappeared.

"It's that guy just now."

After putting down the big man and bandaging him properly, Eugene came back here again. Hearing the screams, his heart suddenly moved and he yelled loudly.

"Good death." After learning what was going on, Alice waved her small fist and shouted loudly.

Laura lay on her back, looking excitedly at the flames in front of her eyes. Facing Alice's anger, she blinked her eyes in doubt, tilted her head, thought for a while and whispered, "Bite him."

Bonnie sighed and shook her head, "Unfortunately, I couldn't see who he is."

The unknown enemy is the most dangerous enemy. You don't know when he will make a move, or his motivation or purpose, which makes people don't know how to defend.

"Musketeer, the guard needs to be strengthened in the future, and the outer line of defense must also be guarded."

Guo Fei said, turning his head to look at Lawrence, "When there are no more monsters here, you can bring someone to install a surveillance probe on the periphery. It is best to find the kind in the small town, with infrared light."

After understanding Anderson's thoughts, Guo Fei no longer concealed the existence of surveillance, and said it directly in front of his face. However, the tablet that Bert gave him took over the entire city's surveillance system, but it did not Not intended to be known.

Anderson twitched the corners of his mouth in the crowd, as if he was laughing at Guo Fei, who only now understood his plan, with a look of indifference.

"It's over, I don't know how many monsters we can kill this time." Bonnie said, holding her nose.

Mark rang the walkie-talkie, and after contacting Amy on the roof, he turned around and shouted to the stunned crowd, "Don't be dazed, there are just over a thousand zombies here, and tens of thousands of monsters are waiting outside We, the flames will attract more zombies, guys, hurry up and get the petrol bottles ready, I'm afraid everyone won't be able to sleep tonight."

"I don't need to sleep."

"Come on, I'm not afraid no matter how much you come."

"Let's go, let's get ready."

Excited people shouted, turned around, and collected gasoline bottles from several other intersections. Some people were busy moving tin buckets, pumping out the gasoline inside, filling them into glass bottles, and wrapping the bottles with cloth strips. Mouth gagged.

They were not able to participate in the fire in Times Square last time, but this time, they saw with their own eyes that those unrivaled corpses were reduced to ashes in the flames. Suddenly, the fear of zombies disappeared completely, and they were excited Written on their faces, several guys even sang loudly.

The zombies outside the passage kept screaming, and the monsters inside stumbled and fell to the ground gradually. Nearly a thousand zombies were burnt to charcoal in a simple and easy way.

Except for those who filled the gasoline, the rest of the people held bottles in their hands, nervously and excitedly watching the gradually extinguished flames in front of them, waiting for the next wave of throwing.

In front of him, several huge torches were lit. Throwing required continuous efforts. The lighter was too troublesome. Someone dismantled the tables and chairs, wrapped them in cotton cloth, soaked them in gasoline, and simply made torches.

"Get ready, throw."

Lawrence shouted again, and at the same time raised his arms, and threw the bottle in his hand into the distance.

Behind him, a sea of ​​flames flew towards the passage, wave after wave, and in the blink of an eye, more than a hundred bottles flew out.

People shouted excitedly, watching the flames keep churning in front of them.

A few zombies stumbled out of it, covered in flames, and scorched flesh kept falling from their bodies. They couldn't walk a few steps, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Guo Fei embraced Miya, and the two of them leaned together, enjoying the fireworks show. However, the smile had just opened, and suddenly froze. He looked at it in surprise, turned his head, and shouted loudly at the companion behind him, "Careful, prepare to fight."

(End of this chapter)