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Zhang Xiaoqiang stood on the deck of the ship seven meters above the ground, looking at the blazing flames not far away and the crowd gathered under the ship, the whole perspective took in everything, the night sky as deep as the sea was red by the fire, the roadside fire they came from was still burning, and the fires were practiced into a flame marker, at the end of the marker, more than a dozen team members retreated while firing, in front of them, countless mutant shrimp were exposed to the firelight and danced with double chela.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't dare to go down, there was not much time, so he turned his head and shouted at Yuan Yi:

"Give me a ・・・・・"

"One, two, three..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted, and together with Yuan Yi, he pushed a white medium-sized van down the gap, and the white van fell from the boat, with a loud bang, the vehicle smashed on the ground, and the parts flew away, and the glass shattered.

The parts of the crash were not yet finished, the broken glass was still flying in the air, Yang Keer went to the side of the car with the shield on his head, and grabbed the territory of the vehicle with one hand. With a coquettish shout, he dragged the body around, then twisted his waist, and threw out the body with all his strength, and the body, which was taller than Yang Keer, rolled on the ground, hit the hull of the ship, and made a loud "dang..."

Then the second, then the third・・・・・

Yang Keer connected and piled the five cars together, so that the boat had a cushion footing, and then Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yuan Yi successively pushed the vehicle off the hull, forming a gentle slope between the ground and the hull, fortunately, the fuel tank of the vehicle did not explode due to the impact.

The gentle slope had formed, and Zhang Xiaoqiang issued an order to Huangquan, who immediately arranged for the militia to board the ship, and all the regular team members set up blocking positions on the side of the ship to cover the retreat.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was in a hurry, standing at the bow of the boat and shouting loudly, ordering the people below to speed up, and his eyesight could naturally see that countless mutant shrimp were approaching, Zhang Xiaoqiang could come up with a gentle slope with a car in great urgency, which can be regarded as a hurry to make a smart move, but this gentle slope is really not easy to walk, broken glass, open windows, and sharp steel pipes sticking out of the body, if you are not careful, it will cause injury to climbers.

The first person is also a dangerous person, the whole gentle slope is he exploring the way, countless people follow him, dare not urge, Zhang Xiaoqiang stood on the hull of the boat and was anxious for him, but it was useless to be anxious, he could only hold his breath, waiting for him to approach slowly, finally, he approached the side of the ship, Zhang Xiaoqiang hooked his body impatiently, stretched out his hand and wanted to drag him up.

At this time, a figure rushed out of the gate on the boat building next to Zhang Xiaoqiang, waving his claws and pounced on Zhang Xiaoqiang, and landed in the corner of Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, shocked that it was an evolved zombie, this zombie opened its mouth, and the target was Zhang Xiaoqiang's throat, and the zombie also fell into the eyes of the first militia to climb up.

The militiaman's eyes were full of horror, he stood up and let the rifle on his body slide down, fell into the gap of the vehicle under his feet, pointed at Zhang Xiaoqiang's side, and howled.

"Hurry up... Give me ・・・・・"

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't get up to fight, he let out an angry roar at that guy, and didn't care about the zombies that were about to pounce on him, it seemed that in his eyes, there were only two people here, one was him, and the other was the militia who was about to climb onto the boat.

The militia was stupid, the two eyeballs were about to pop out, and the people behind him were wild to the zombies, and they exclaimed together, but they saw the zombies pounce straight in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang, suddenly split into three parts, and fell to the ground.

No one saw how the zombie became three, it seemed that there was an invisible aura around Zhang Xiaoqiang, the zombie first lost his arm, then his head, and rolled at Zhang Xiaoqiang's feet.

Behind the zombies, Yuan Yi withdrew the scimitar, turned on the flashlight and entered the gate where the zombies pounced, and then everyone vaguely guessed who made the move.

The first... the second... the third...

The militiamen got on the boat one by one, but Zhang Xiaoqiang became more and more anxious, there were hundreds of them, when would they want to climb like this, not to mention that these militiamen still had to carry big backpacks and ammunition boxes, without these things, Zhang Xiaoqiang and they would inevitably run out of food and water within three days and die without a fight.

Yuan Yi went to the cabin to clean up the zombies, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't have time to comfort her, he believed in Yuan Yi's means, the militiamen who came up one after another took off their backpacks and various supplies, some people were waiting for the battle with rifles on the side of the boat, and some people took out empty wine bottles, cut the tires of the vehicles around them with sabers, and sucked the gasoline in the fuel tank into the bottle with a straw, mixed with chopped rubber, and made the recommended Molotov cocktail.

When the militia were preparing, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't believe that he could rely on these things to cover the people below to get on the boat, it was useless to be in a hurry, he rushed to the side of the boat and jumped off the boat, his body fell rapidly, and the wind had not yet poured into his eardrums, he fell heavily to the ground, jumped up the moment he fell, and ran to the recoilless gun crew that was being prepared.

"Resist the equipment, all of them will be put on the boat, and you will go to the ship to stop it..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang interrupted Huang Quan's arrangement, and Huang Quan looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang and said suspiciously.

"If we get on the ship now, it will delay the time for others to get on the ship, and it will take time to set up the position, and I am afraid that we will lose a large part of the people." Huang Quan turned his head and said to the crowd that had only reached one-tenth of the time.

"Needless to say, if you block it below, if you miss, you'll lose all your heavy weapons, and we don't know what tomorrow will bring..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang let all the heavy firepower go to the boat, and asked Yang Keer to roll more than a dozen cars onto the way of the mutant shrimp, and then waited with hundreds of militiamen.

In the silent waiting, the fires burning in the distance were extinguished one by one, and each time the fire was extinguished, the hearts of the people looking over there tightened, no one knew why it was extinguished, and the mutant shrimp on the entire island seemed to be guided by something, gathering around this side, not knowing how many there were, not knowing if they would be alive tomorrow, and the corpses that had been lying on the ground and burning seemed to flash in their minds again.

In the end, Zhang Xiaoqiang and the fire they arranged were all extinguished, and at this time the personnel only went up a third, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked back at the crowd slowly squirming on the gentle slope, and his heart became more and more anxious, but this matter was not urgent, the gentle slope of the locomotive structure was unstable, and some of the vehicles under the feet of the crowd were still shaking.

"Brother Cockroaches... They're coming・・・・・"

Zhang Xiaoqiang heard Huang Quan's reminder, and turned back to the overwhelming mutant shrimp holding their claws to the edge of the giant fire, at this time, the shrimp group was chaotic, and countless prawns refused to enter more than 100 meters away from the fire, and they were more sensitive to flames than humans, after all, they were all aquatic creatures.

The dense group of shrimp surrounded the edge and refused to enter, and the mutant shrimp behind were still surging, layer upon layer, slowly accumulating into hills, and from time to time there were mutant shrimp that were pressed below and screamed, as if they couldn't stand it anymore.

When he arrived at the mutant shrimp piled up in front, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his head to the militia who was carrying a backpack and climbing with supplies, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he turned around and rushed under the boat.

"Stop, stop, stop・・・・・・"

As Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted, the squirming crowd stopped climbing and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang below in surprise.

"Unpack the backpack and supplies, and pass them one by one... Pass the supplies and packages first・・・・・"

Those militiamen were not stupid, and immediately handed over their backpacks to the crowd standing on the side of the boat one by one, and the crowd also stood in a row, until it reached the empty space, and it was neatly stacked.