The extremely solid wall now looks like a fragile tofu shit, ruined by a group of crazy monsters.

For a moment, dust floated everywhere, and fog swept everywhere in an instant, like a smoke bomb suddenly exploded.

At the same time, with the terrifying roars coming with the deep fog, you can even hear the sound of wooden stake walls squeaking like broken ones.

"Ahhhh! The demon is hot!!!"

Xu Xiangqian jumped up like he saw a ghost, while Zhang Wenhua hurriedly contacted the battle team.

A group of men who were enjoying the cool breezes were lying on the ground and they felt goosebumps all over their bodies. They were simply ghost knocking on the door and terrifyingly strengthened late night version.

"Brothers, don't panic!"

"Hold a spear and stand behind the wooden stakes and stab them!"

Xu Xiangqian gave priority to setting an example. In fact, he often practiced, but he just reminded them. Otherwise, if everyone was completely confused, it would be troublesome.

As soon as they finished speaking, some people took spears and stabbed the zombies into the direction of the trap, so as not to squeeze the wooden stakes everywhere, but instead squeezed the wooden stakes.

It is said that it is a long spear, they actually made it by themselves, fixing some sharp tools or long knives on the stick, using bamboo and steel pipes, etc.

It depends entirely on personal preferences. The method of being able to kill zombies from a distance is undoubtedly the best weapon. If you include the battle group that only likes to cut zombies with knives,

According to those guys, it is because the long sword is not easy to fall off when held in the hand, and it can use strength. Compared with the spear, the knife is more suitable for them to use with flexibility.

The group of zombies ran into the wooden stake and squeezed and bitten it a few times and saw the wood chips flying everywhere. Fortunately, the spear had some effect. Even if the zombies had no IQ, at least they knew that the spear could not be eaten.

Xu Xiangqian saw them picking up spears to block the zombies, took the blood bag and ran to the trap and threw it in.

The blood bag exploded when it touched the bamboo tip and the smell of blood gushed in an instant. It smelled quite foul, just like a biochemical bomb.

However, the smell is strong in the zombie's perception, which is the smell of food. The red eyes became even more violent and rushed towards the trap one by one without hitting the wooden stake.

It was very neatly like a sardine jumping into a can to swim. The zombie, who had been squirted by a blood bag, was unlucky and was bitten off by his companions. Even the bones were about to be eaten.

If food has a fatal temptation to hungry creatures, at least it can be judged as the most basic hunting method! I don’t know why the zombie is always violent at any time, perhaps because it is brainwashed by the virus, but the virus has no ability to think.

"so..."

"You fucked us to come and see you kill zombies?"

Zhao Pin, the boss of the combat team, hurried over to support with a knife, but when he saw a group of men holding spears and stabbing the zombies in the trap. He could not see any signs of help, and it was completely crazy. Zhao Pin slowly walked up to him and leaned his hand on Zhang Wenhua's shoulder and said maliciously; his tone was simply full of all kinds of resentment.

“Ah haha…”

Zhang Wenhua's face was covered in black lines and she was smiling with cold sweat. She smiled on the outside and was full of surprises on the inside. This group of pits was so powerful.

"I'm not afraid that these cowards can't handle it! I didn't expect it to be..."

"Um?"

Zhao Pin responded coldly, and the little brothers around him instantly surrounded him and stared at Zhang Wenhua. The bright knife shone on the sun and reflected his light and was almost blinded.

Zhang Wenhua: "..."

"There may be zombies coming,..."

Before I finished speaking, the zombies in the trap were stabbed so miserable! These pits became so fierce than when? I don’t know which turtle girl called the zombie’s head directly. Zhang Wenhua couldn’t even speak. Seeing the zombie’s head rolling so much on the ground... Zhang Wenhua’s voice became smaller and smaller...

"What is possible?"

"You, I didn't hear it clearly just now!"

Zhao Pin hugged Zhang Wenhua and stepped on his horse until he almost reached his neck. He knew that the group of combat teams were all gangsters. Even if he was a gangster, he could not compare to all the evil forces!
Chapter completed!