A militiaman yelled in horror. He and Liu Biao were in the same team. Liu Biao was surrounded. He was naturally anxious and couldn't help asking for help from everyone. Everyone looked together, but saw Liu Biao's dancing car door and wanted to exit. Come on, it's a pity that he went too deep and was surrounded by mutant shrimps, so he could only rely on the car door to circle around his body to keep the mutant shrimps out, but his strength was almost exhausted, and the speed of turning the car door was getting slower and slower. There was even a mutated shrimp caught on the edge of the door hanging from the car door.
Zhang Xiaoqiang is determined to rescue, but there are at least 50 or 60 people waiting to board the boat, and 50 or 60 people can't go up at the same time, and someone needs to cover the bottom. Compared with the life and death of one person, Zhang Xiaoqiang can only choose to save more people. people.
"Retreatall deafretreat for meretreat to the boatdon't look back"
Zhang Xiaoqiang suppressed his unwillingness and yelled at the crowd. No matter whether it was a militiaman or a team member, they all turned their heads silently and ran towards Gentle Slope.
Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his head to look at Liu Biao who was struggling with his last strength, who knew that Liu Biao was also looking at them, looking at the comrades who had evacuated one after another, Liu Biao felt a sense of grief and indignation for being abandoned, he didn't give up his life to feed the tiger He is a former taxi driver with desires and selfishness. It is hard to feel abandoned. He sees the current situation and knows what they did is right, but when this happened to him, he Just can't stand it.
His right hand was still mechanically grasping the car door and circling around, the soreness in his arm had been forgotten by him, he looked at the comrades-in-arms who turned around and ran away one after another, he opened his mouth to scold and shout, his throat seemed to be stuck, He couldn't yell out, the fear of death made him unconsciously speed up the dancing of the car door, he was not afraid of death, he was afraid of being eaten alive by mutant shrimp.
He saw Zhang Xiaoqiang who was staring at him, his eyes burst out with a fiery brilliance, he looked straight at Zhang Xiaoqiang, his eyes showed deep pleas, he hoped that Zhang Xiaoqiang would rush in and rescue him.
Afterwards, the passion and hope that erupted in his heart fell like ice, and Zhang Xiaoqiang only had regrets in his eyes. Under the light of the burning fire not far away, Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes were full of apology.
"Headgive me a kickgive me a kickshoot meI don't want to be eaten"
Liu Biao gave up hope and made a final request to Zhang Xiaoqiang. He would rather die in the hands of Zhang Xiaoqiang than in the mouth of the mutated shrimp. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Liu Biao and the countless mutated shrimps standing between them. He was extremely conflicted. If there was a heavy machine gun below, he could sweep the road and rescue Liu Biao. If his horn gun was not embedded in the boat, he might be able to kill Liu Biao with the horn gun. Come out, now he can't do anything.
"Ah hurry up hurry up there are a lot of people coming over there"
"No waythe car body is shakingit will collapse if you are not careful"
"Is it interesting to chirp Those who can go up will go up, those who can't go up will die below, what's the big deal"
Others shouted chaotically from behind Zhang Xiaoqiang. He turned his head and saw more mutant shrimps approaching Gentle Po, and in front of him, countless mutant shrimps were also approaching him.
"Kill me I don't have time Kill me I'm running out of strength Please"
"Hurry up hurry up the ones above no time no time"
The words of Liu Biao and the team members behind rushed into Zhang Xiaoqiang's eardrums, and the words "no time" exploded his heart.
"ah!!!"
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked up at the sky and howled angrily. The np22 in his hand fired 14 bullets into the sky. When there was only one bullet left, he aimed at Liu Biao's forehead.
Looking at the black hole of the gun, a smile bloomed on Liu Biao's weeping face, showing a slight gratitude, and he nodded to Zhang Xiaoqiang. The gratitude on Liu Biao's face was like a sharp sword piercing deeply in Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart, piercing his finger The moment he pulled the trigger, he jumped the muzzle of the gun and sent the mutated shrimp flying towards Liu Biao's calf with its claws.
Liu Biao looked suspiciously at the mutated shrimp at his feet, but before he made any movement, half of his head on the bridge of his nose shattered with a gunshot, leaving only the lower half of his head, Liu Biao opened his arms and threw himself at the shrimp group. A flaming Molotov cocktail flew down from the boat and hit the ground under his feet. The moment he fell, the flames shot up into the sky, engulfing him in the flames.
The second bullet was not shot by Zhang Xiaoqiang. With dynamic vision, he knew who shot it. On the side of the ship, among the anxious crowd, a young militiaman indifferently put down the Type 81 rifle in his hand. It was Chi Yong, Liu Biao was the second person he killed with his own hands. He was the big brother of the opposite sex whom he regarded as his elder brother.?The bold, tough, irritable, cruel taxi driver who regarded him as his younger brother.
"What are you still doing in a daze shut up all of you and climb up for me If you want to die, run over there"
Zhang Xiaoqiang yelled at the chaotic crowd behind him, trying to vent his depression. Then, he took a deep look at the burning corpse, turned around and ran to the bottom of the gentle slope, grabbed a small car with both hands, With a shout, Zhang Xiaoqiang dragged the car body and exerted strength with both arms, the car was thrown out by Zhang Xiaoqiang, and bumped into the rushing shrimp while rolling.
Zhang Xiaoqiang threw the car out and pulled out the np22 to quickly change the magazine. While the car was still rolling, three bullets hit the fuel tank of the car together, and the car suddenly burst into flames, burning among the shrimp.
"The people belowcatch the rope and tie it around their waistseveryone tie one"
Yang Keer shouted anxiously from above, and the ropes made of safety belts hung down the hull of the boat. Seeing the ropes, Zhang Xiaoqiang let out a sigh of relief, his whole body was occupied by deep fatigue
One died and 51 survived. No matter how the account is calculated, it will not be a disadvantage. Whether it is Zhang Xiaoqiang or the people who climbed into the boat, their hearts are heavy. Looking at the dense mutant shrimps gathered under the boat, no one feels nervous and afraid anymore. The deck they were on was as high as eight meters. If the mutated shrimps piled up to a height of eight meters, they would only be burned by them. Behind them, there were gasoline and tires.
The gentle slope that the crowd climbed before has become the only passage for the mutated shrimp. The obstacles caused by all kinds of broken cars to the mutated shrimp are far higher than that of humans. At least human beings have hands and feet, and are good at climbing. Watching its tortoise shell squirm slowly, most of the time it will be stuck in one place and unable to advance or retreat.
The situation has stabilized. I checked the time. It was almost 11 o'clock in the night. From 8 o'clock, they dealt with the mutant shrimp for three hours. During these three hours, they lost three lives, and two of them even found their bodies. If you don¡¯t come back, that doesn¡¯t include those who escaped, not to mention, there are countless people who were slightly injured, and those who were seriously injured lost their right foot forever and became useless. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com