wu Long let out a muffled moan of pain as he was about to draw his sword and behead him again, but the zombies had already surrounded him tightly. Some were holding his waist, some were killing his legs, and some were tightly gripping his neck, with sharp teeth biting on him. blood splattered all over wu Long's body.
Feeling the crazy loss of vitality, wu Long's furious heart briefly showed a hint of clarity.
before his death, wu Long remembered a famous saying: nodonodie.
If it weren't for my own determination to attack the lower city, neither myself nor the lower city would have suffered such a disaster.
wu Long let out a long sigh, but unfortunately the sigh could not be conveyed because a zombie had already bitten off his neck, and the blood sprayed from his trachea was exposed to the air.
Goodbye, xiao Li. Unfortunately, there is no chance to meet you in this lifetime. wu Long thought and gradually lost his contemplation.
the zombies don't care which official is the biggest in this area. they continue to bury their heads and eat wu Long's body. A large group of organs are dug out and eaten, and Lin Er on the rear line is constantly nauseous.
Although wu Long was domineering when he first met and had some grudges in two battles, as he watched him die in front of him, Lin Er remembered the fate he was about to face and couldn't help but feel a bit sad.
the zombie flattened the protrusion and continued to advance. At this time, there were many highly lethal second-generation mutant zombies sandwiched in the zombie wave, and the number of zombies in the city had exceeded ten thousand.
Lin Er looked at the zombie advancing in front of him, truly filled with grief and anger. he let out a strong shout, and the big Knife team was ready!
the exhausted army of swords slowly rose up, wielding their long swords and shields, to meet the charging group of zombies.
wearing thick armor, the Great Knife team has already found it very difficult to walk, let alone wield knives to kill zombies.
As soon as the tide of loss came into contact with the broadsword team, they fell into a vast sea of zombies. waves hit the waves, and the soldiers of the broadsword team were submerged in the overwhelming shadows of zombies.
Zombies cannot strip the armor of the blade warriors, but they have their own most barbaric and primitive methods, pushing down the Ya directly, pressing them down on the ground and ravaging them.
Although the soldiers of the Knife team are covered in armor on their upper bodies, their heads and lower bodies still have exposed parts. After the zombie knocked down the person, just go up and down their mouth, bite into the dead, and soon, the heads and lower bodies of these tragic soldiers were gnawed.
In front of a large number of zombies, the personnel of the big Knife team were not enough to see. Some soldiers' lower thighs, calves, and even pelvic bones were torn off by the zombies and stuffed into their mouths to chew. Every bit of flesh and blood is a delicious meal that zombies have always dreamed of. At this time, there are many porridge monks and monks. All zombies share food with their heart.
the scene was bloody and could be called a 'Nose hell'. the zombies were like a surging black tide, and wherever they passed, there was no living thing that could not be deprived of its body.
Lin Er's grief came from this, which was the last blood of the city defense team and is now pletely buried at the mouth of the corpse. Lin Er raised Gatling in his hand and held it flat on his chest. his broad chest pressed against the butt of the gun, pulled the trigger, and fiercely poured bullets at the zombie.
bullets hit the bodies of zombies, causing blood to bloom one after another. the powerful penetration of the bullets caused each zombie to fall back and forth in a series of somersaults. Every zombie hit was severely injured, ranging from plete damage to a shattered head. Gatling's fierce recoil hit Lin Er's chest, and his fierce face showed an abnormal crimson hue.
chapter 57: the downfall of the city 5