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Zhang Xiaoqiang is struggling to get close to the Z-type zombie, behind him, there is a person like Zhang Xiaoqiang stumbling towards the Z-type zombie, the soldier's evolution ability is to operate a gun, this strange ability makes his spirit much stronger than others, although he can't catch up with Zhang Xiaoqiang, but it is much stronger than Mu Pei Pei Wanqiang, the sound wave of the Z-type zombie is like a purgatory-like baptism to him, so that his spirit is constantly pure, and it also makes him more and more adaptable to the impact of high-frequency sound waves.

It's just that this kind of baptism also has a limit for him, when he gets close to one hundred and fifty meters, he can no longer take a step forward, with Zhang Xiaoqiang, who is constantly advancing, Xiaobing's heart can't help but feel a little admiration, as an excellent soldier, he never thinks that he will be worse than anyone, but when he arrives at Zhang Xiaoqiang's continuous challenge to the limit that he can't challenge, admiration is still born.

The distance of 150 meters is nothing to the aiming baseline of more than 300 meters for the Type 95 rifle, the soldier is tortured by sound waves, lying on the ground and aiming at Z, the soldier can manipulate the bullet within 10 meters around him in the case of a high degree of concentration, and when it reaches 150 meters, the soldier only relies on the marksmanship he has practiced with tens of thousands of bullets.

The Z-type zombie didn't seem to use its indiscriminate killing sound wave much before, and the interval before was a bit long, and the more you went to the back, the shorter the interval was, and in the back, except for the occasional ventilation, the Z-type zombie's sound wave could almost be practiced in a line.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is still slowly approaching the Z-type zombie, the only thing worth celebrating is that the Z-type zombie seems to be inspired by the continuous high-frequency sound waves, and it didn't run away, completely forgetting that the zombies within five hundred meters of it as the center have long been dead, and only one zombie is left to be targeted by Zhang Xiaoqiang, once it can't completely solve Zhang Xiaoqiang. It's Zhang Xiaoqiang's turn to solve it.

Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly but firmly approached the Z zombie, as long as he approached within fifty meters of the Z-type zombie, whether it was the range of the pistol or the distance of the grenade throw, as long as he could interrupt the audio attack of the Z-type zombie's indiscriminate attack, Zhang Xiaoqiang could have a real battle with the Z zombie in close quarters.

Just when Zhang Xiaoqiang was accumulating his physical strength and preparing to suddenly accelerate in the rear, the Z-type zombie was ventilated, and in less than two seconds, the high-frequency sound would sound again.

At the moment when the Z-shaped zombie was ventilated, Zhang Xiaoqiang's legs burst out with great strength, jumped up suddenly, and pounced on Z seventy meters away.

The distance of seventy meters is no farther than seven meters in Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, all the changes of the Z-type zombie fall in his eyes, the Z-type zombie finished breathing in less than two seconds, and was ready to emit high-frequency sound waves again, six thick tentacles raised above Z's head, as long as they were all straight up like spears, the terrifying sound waves that destroyed people's hearts and gallbladders would be transmitted again.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is gambling, betting that he can rush through twenty meters in less than two seconds and throw a grenade, but Zhang Xiaoqiang is moving, Z is also moving, the eyes Z zombie has completed preparations, and the sound wave will be sent out in the next moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang tripped because of the zombie corpse on the ground, and when he was still rolling in mid-air, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his heart, within this distance, the sound wave impact he received was absolutely unbearable for him, is he going to explain here today?

The sound wave sounded, Zhang Xiaoqiang's head shook, and the sharp and continuous syllables sounded in his eardrum, tearing pain, making his brain quickly congested.

Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help screaming again, his thoughts became trance, he couldn't feel his own existence, the whole brain was like frying in a hot oil pan, blowing up his brain, in a trance, the sound wave was suddenly interrupted, Zhang Xiaoqiang opened his eyes violently and gasped violently, his ears couldn't hear the sound anymore, as if something was hiding in his ears and eyes and chirping, a little streamer passed above his eyelids, Zhang Xiaoqiang's dynamic vision was triggered, and in the dynamic time, Zhang Xiaoqiang came out with bullets.

At the same time, all kinds of thoughts flowed back into his brain, making him feel his existence, and also sobering him up, Zhang Xiaoqiang's waist violently exerted force, allowing himself to change from lying down to lying down, raising his head to a series of bullets flying towards the Z-type zombie, and being waved under the tentacle crotch of the Z zombie, but for a while, Z had no energy to send out audio again.

"Good opportunity."

Zhang Xiaoqiang screamed in his heart, pounced out, rushed more than ten meters at once, and threw the grenade in his hand, the grenade rolled in the air and fell into the pile of corpses at the feet of Z.

The Z zombie's trembling tentacles froze, and then Z's weird body trembled violently, and at the moment when the zombie paused, three or five streamers passed through the gap between the tentacles, exploding a little dark green liquid on the huge head folds of the Z-type zombie.

Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the bullet hit the zombie's head, his heart was relieved, when he came, the Z-type zombie was hit in the head and couldn't live, but he didn't expect a scream to come from the middle of the Z-type zombie's waist, and the skirt under the Z's feet cracked four versions at once, and dozens of thicker tentacles came out, waving in front of and behind the Z-type zombie, covering all the Z-type zombies, and only through the gap of the tentacles waving could Z be vaguely seen.

The screams made by the Z-type zombie this time were just simple screams, without the lethality of high-frequency sound waves, but it showed the pain of the Z-type zombie, but Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't have the extra time to care about how painful the Z-type zombie was, and threw two grenades in a row to the tentacles and exploded.

Although the air wave of the grenade explosion caused the Z-type zombie to sway from side to side, the Z-type zombie just wouldn't fall, as if there was something supporting it under the Z-type zombie.

After Zhang Xiaoqiang threw out the grenade, he shot a pistol magazine, and in the crisp gunshot, the bullets were blocked by the shaky tentacles, Zhang Xiaoqiang withdrew the pistol, pulled out the Rat King blade and rushed towards the zombies, behind him, the soldiers continued to cover Zhang Xiaoqiang, and shot the bullets again and again.

The Z-type zombies did not take the opportunity to scream, but constantly transferred the zombies in the distance back, countless zombies and Z-type zombies continued to flow back, but the sonic group killing power of the Z-type zombies was too great, all the zombies within 500 meters were dead, most of the zombies within 1,000 meters died, and only the zombies 100 meters away were only injured and not dead, and they were struggling to get up from the ground, and the speed of the zombies, it was impossible to support the Z zombies within half an hour.

The tentacles of the Z-type zombie are quite tough, and they are not much better than the hundred-year-old vines, and most of the rifle bullets and pistol bullets bounce off them, and even if they are shot, they can't penetrate deep into the epidermis. millimeter armor-piercing bullets can cause damage to it.

The fragments of the previous grenade explosion still caused some damage to the Z-type zombies, although this Z is a little thicker than the skin of other Z-type zombies, Zhang Xiaoqiang can reach horizontal and vertical cracks all over the whole body of Z, but what is frightening is that the self-healing power of Z-type zombies is simply perverted, which is better than that of giant big black fish.

The wound healed at an alarming speed, and in less than five minutes, the wound disappeared without a trace, and even the head that was pierced by the bullet was reduced to the length of the wrinkled black skin, not to mention the wound healing, Zhang Xiaoqiang even pushed out some shrapnel and bullets from the wound by the internal force of the zombie's body.