Chapter 95 Strange Scene

Waving, stabbing, waving, stabbing...

There was no fail one at a time, and the zombie in front fell under the cold-blooded hand. The feather arrows from Guo Zhenbei in the sky are also nailing zombies to the ground. Although the five coolies and messy crossbows did not play a big role, they also fell into the group of zombies in front of the cold blood.

However, none of the "blooded grenades" of the Teng family, including the "blooded grenades" could stop the zombies from squeezing towards cold blood.

Their speed is not slow. The front falls down and the back breaks in. The smell of corpse fluid rushing through the nose, and the louder and louder sobs. The huge amount makes the cold-blooded and other people's efforts completely in vain.

"No, he can't stand it anymore. Jia Qiang, Jia Sheng, hurry up, hurry up!"

Teng Qing's sharp voice sounded on the radio, which stimulated everyone's eardrums.

The cold-blooded downstairs had to retreat in the face of the attack of groups of zombies. When he turned his head with hope, he could see that the Qi brothers were still climbing along the rope. And the non-thick nylon rope can never bear the weight of two people.

I can't believe that the nylon rope armor and motorcycle helmet on my body can resist the siege of so many zombies. Unless there is a layer of hard aluminum alloy and fiberglass motorcycle armor like Guo Zhenbei and Teng Lang. Although it is not as flexible as nylon rope armor, the hardness can block the further attack of zombies and protect the nylon rope armor inside.

And he is not going to drag any of the Qi brothers and die here with himself. At least in his heart, Guo Zhenbei and his men are good people.

"Go to hell!"

Cold-blooded roared in the helmet, and the spear in his hand stabbed out. But the weak hand could no longer pull out the short spear, so he had to stretch out his leg and kick the zombie in front of him away. The saber waved out, but was pulled by the nearby zombies. He looked at it with cold-blooded eyes, and the sharpened teeth gnawed on his arm.

"It's over, I didn't expect that I was going to die here today... Forget it, I've already been a dead walking corpse. Even if I really leave this world, what's the big deal!"

When he thought so in his cold-blooded heart, he closed his eyes! This idea slowed down the cold-blooded movement. Behind him is the wall of the mall, and he has no possibility of retreating! I felt a pain on my arm, but it was not the kind of pain of being pierced. Instead, it was similar to the feeling of being bitten by the protective gear on the arm when training a military dog.

Habitual, cold-blooded swinging his arms, trying to get out of the current predicament. However, another zombie rushed towards him with his mouth wide open because he couldn't move his arm. This time, cold-blooded and completely desperate.

"Wow...Wow...Wow...Wow..."

Several long arrows almost hit the cold-blooded zombies at a very fast speed. The sound of the long arrow penetrating the head is so clear when it is so close. A warm current surged up in the cold-blooded heart, and the heart that had been cold for many years, there was a special feeling.

As someone has said, when God closes a door, he is bound to open a window.

Several close-up zombies were shot to death by continuous arrows. Unexpectedly, they squeezed into the cold-blooded body because of the crowd and no longer fell down. It's like feeling in a crowded bus. The difference is that you will feel the heat in the bus, but it makes people feel extremely cold in the bottom of their hearts.

This is a rather strange situation. These annoying zombies have become cold-blooded "corpse shields". They were shot to death by Guo Zhenbei and were firmly squeezed between cold-blooded and zombies. The zombies behind them stretched out their arms, opened their teeth to sharpen and lengthen the corners of their mouths, threatening or roaring in vain.

Cold-blooded eyes looked at the corpses in front of him through the plexiglass mask of the motorcycle helmet. His arms tried his best to support the body in front of him, with arrows in his head that had been dead to the body of the zombie.

At this time, the short spear and saber in his hand had disappeared. The only thing he could do was to use his bent arms, although he supported the forward zombies. I don't know if the virus really mutates the zombies. These guys are surprisingly powerful.

"Catch the steel pipe and we'll pull you up!"

At this moment, Qi Jiaqiang's voice came from the headphones. Almost at the same time, Qi Jiasheng above his head has shot a string of steel nails at the zombies downstairs. Even the five "kuly" crossbows shot from the roof across the road are much more accurate at this time.

"The shooter, it's all fed with bullets!"

I don't know why, the cold-blooded who was about to be rescued thought of this at this time.

Under the cover of dense arrows and the temptation of the "blood grenade" thrown by the Teng's sister and brother, there are fewer zombies near the cold-blooded. At least he could free his hand to touch the wall behind him and find the two steel pipes along the nylon rope.

The nylon rope-woven gloves in his hand made his touch very insensitive, and his fingers scratched around the rough cement wall.

"Hurry up! Xiao Guo can't stand it anymore!"

This is Teng Qing's sharp voice. At the moment when he grabbed the steel pipe coldly, he shouted.

"Drip!"

The two brothers on the roof began to drag nylon ropes separately. The strong power of the two people suddenly dragged their cold blood off the ground. Listening to the sound of the nylon rope rubbing against the cement wall behind him, he was relieved with cold blood.

He glanced at the battlefield below and couldn't help admiring Guo Zhenbei. At a glance, there are at least dozens of arrows there. The important thing is that these arrows have hardly failed. And by guessing, he knew that Guo Zhenbei had almost exhausted all his strength.

65 pounds of recurve bow, many people can hardly open the bow. I believe that Guo Zhenbei has taken dozens of arrows in a row. His arm must have been sore.

Once again, a stream of heat poured into his cold-blooded heart. He felt a feeling that he had forgotten for a long time, and even Teng Lang did not give him a feeling. We don't know what it is, and the cold-blooded background seems to be a huge mystery.

Things should have been over at this level. Except for the helpless roar of the zombies raising their hair, it seems that all the dangers have left everyone. What you have to face next is to reach the mall through the rope bridge, and then enter the ventilation pipe to find the materials that make everyone happy.

Guo Zhenbei put down the bow in his hand, and he took off his helmet to wipe the sweat on his face. Including the sister and brother of the Teng family, the use of "blood grenades" was also stopped at this time. After all, this thing is one less than one. Even if it is stored a lot, it will still have many uses when escaping from the city in the future.

However, just then, something worrying happened. The small wooden door leading to the top of the supermarket suddenly opened, and a large group of zombies poured out.

Obviously, their goal is the Qi brothers who are pulling the cold blood to the roof.

"Oh no!"

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