The claws that can tear through the steel plate and the strange force are no longer easy to use when they meet the elastic tires, and the roaring D3 arms suddenly exert force, and the thick neck with the head leans back desperately, seeing that the tire is stretched and thinned, but it just keeps opening.

D3 carried the tires on its head, ignored Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yang Keer beside him, and just sat on the ground and pulled the tires vigorously, which was better than the pet cats and dogs that were naughty little boys who wrapped plastic bags on their heads.

The opportunity was rare, and the Rat King blade that Zhang Xiaoqiang held with both hands slashed down at D3's arm at the same time, "Squeak...... Click...... "The Rat King'......s blade changed from chopping to cutting, and then from cutting to sawing, seeing that the scale armor on D3's arm was sawed in half, D3 still didn't seem to react, and Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to really cut off its arm It obviously took a lot of time, provided that D3 honestly lay there and wait for him to see slowly, is this possible?"

The invincible Rat King Blade could no longer be the first to achieve success, Zhang Xiaoqiang was anxious to convoy, took back the Rat King Blade, ran to the wreck of a car, and removed the fuel tank that could hold 30 liters of gasoline.

Nearly ten liters of gasoline poured down from D3's head, Zhang Xiaoqiang threw away the empty fuel tank in his hand, turned around and ran to Yang Keer's side, pulling her who was still a little dizzy and ran to Shangguan Qiaoyun.

When they climbed over the obstacles, Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted two words at Shangguan Qiaoyun: "Shoot."

Dozens of meters away, D3 was covered in thick black smoke, and the thickest part of the black smoke was the tire on its head, and the tire emitting thick black smoke burned on its head, and D3 ran around like a headless fly with a meter-long flame.

Perhaps because of the characteristics of its body, the body that had not even ignited the incendiary bomb before did not cause much damage to it after the gasoline burned out, except for layers of black scorch, but the burning tires on the head were getting smaller and smaller.

It's not the burning flame that really hurts D3, it's not afraid of flames, but the burnt smell of the tires makes it suffer a big sin.

The most sensitive thing for zombies is their ears and smell, and the sensitivity of smell is even more than that of ears, and the black smoke from the tires burning on its head poured straight into its big mouth and nostrils, which made the D3 zombie completely crazy.

"Brush ......" D3 tore off the brittle and soft tire from its head, and the ripped tire stuck on its hands and continued to burn, and there were still some liquid rubber on its head that was still attached to burning, which was barely bearable compared to just now.

D3, who was free from the shackles, was very angry, unusually angry, relying on the thick leather armor on its body, it had never suffered a loss, but today it suffered a lot of losses one after another, the parts on its body were constantly being removed, and even its final sense of smell was on the verge of destruction, so how could it not go crazy?

The d3 in front of him has begun to look for the little insect that will cause damage to it, Zhang Xiaoqiang is silent, today he is a magic weapon, all kinds of means are high, 37 guns, quadruple loading, 40 fire, Rat King Blade, Yang Keer, to the end of the pouring gasoline is ineffective, that D3 is still alive and kicking around, and the activity even exceeds the initial line of fire raid.

Zhang Xiaoqiang wordlessly turned around and looked at the convoy behind him, almost all the members of the convoy went down to the car to look at this side except for the members who operated the heavy weapons, and two or three hundred meters behind them, the corpse tide had filled all the empty space, desperate, really desperate.

Sitting still is not Zhang Xiaoqiang's style, standing here waiting to be eaten by zombies is not his consideration, he picked up 40 fires without rockets from the ground, pulled Yang Keer up like a convoy ran over, Shangguan Qiaoyun followed behind him with a single-barreled gun.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang back in front of him, no one spoke, no one cheered, and similarly, they didn't cry out of despair, they just looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang silently, waiting for his order, the steel gun in his hand had been bolted, and the magazine bag on his body was already full of magazines.

Xu Mengzhu hugged Leng Miaomiao tightly, not caring about anything around him, Leng Miaomiao obviously didn't know the situation, he just looked at D3 in the distance with great interest, which was darker than coke, looking for something in circles.

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans continued to seep from his forehead and rolled down the sides of his nose groove into his mouth, and Huang Quan swallowed it with difficulty...... Spit containing beads of sweat, the hands holding the Type 95 rifle were trembling, the body was trembling, and the water bottle at his waist hit the metal fastener on the belt and made a metal clanging sound.

He was afraid, he was really afraid, although he had the experience of charging under the claws of the big bird with Zhang Xiaoqiang, but compared to this time, it was a cloud and mud, the huge big bird and the boundless corpse tide behind him were as ridiculous as a young chick that had just come out of the shell.

When he was rescuing the reconnaissance team before, he almost gave himself a glance from a distance, and now the corpse tide is less than two hundred meters behind him, which makes Huang Quan, who is afraid of death in his bones, not afraid.

A delicate and white little hand gently stretched out from Huang Quan's elbow, and then a warm arm wrapped around his arm, and a delicate body with a warm fragrance slowly leaned on him, Huang Quan didn't need to turn his head to know that the owner of this body was the future daughter-in-law of the Huang family, Chen Ye, who had been cold to him and saw him beat him once.

In an instant faster than the blink of an eye, Huang Quan's waist no longer hurt, his legs no longer cramped, he straightened up like a real soldier, his hands tightly holding the rifle and looking ahead, his face flashed with the unique fortitude of a soldier.

Chen Ye's initiative made him shout in his heart: "Mother, the iron tree is finally blooming, it's not easy to fuck it." ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang took the performance of these people in his eyes and did not speak, he pointed his finger at the obstacles piled up by the abandoned cars over there, and shouted at the quadruple machine gun crew: "Blow up that pile of things for me......

The steel stacked lines became flames, and the sound of gas tank explosions came and went, and D3 was drawn into the flames, looking for the damn little bugs in the flames.

"Everyone, everyone, bring food and water, bring emergency supplies and ammunition, follow me, follow me ......"

With Zhang Xiaoqiang's order, the team members rushed to the side of the car to carry their respective backpacks, Zhang Xiaoqiang also put his backpack on his back, turned his head, and saw that in the chaotic crowd, Xu Mengzhu was standing there with his head buried in his arms, ignoring all the chaos around him.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is so angry, she is preparing to die before the last step? It was a mistake to take her out, without saying a word, Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed to the mother and son, snatched Meow Meow into his arms and hugged her with one hand, and turned his head to run up the mountain as soon as he leaned over and carried Xu Mengzhu on his shoulder.

Zhang Xiaoqiang hugged one and ran in front, Yang Keer and Yuan Yi followed behind, Xu Mengzhu on his shoulder did not struggle, like a wood that did not move, Meow Meow, who was hugged by Zhang Xiaoqiang on his chest, was very dissatisfied with being carried by him and running, his body kept twisting, Zhang Xiaoqiang was annoyed, the hand holding his ass pinched his ass and twisted hard, Meow Meow was honest, except for the tears in the two big eyes.