In the rapid rotation, the ceiling and the ground rotated rapidly. Zhang Xiaoqiang could no longer tell which was the sky and which was the ground. Then he crashed into a pile of things, causing him to be flung out horizontally. Just as he landed, he continued to roll, like a bowling ball, constantly knocking over zombies. The zombies flying behind him flew over his head and knocked over even more zombies.
Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored the dizziness and shouted. He stood up and carried Crescent Moon and rushed forward. This was the first time that Zhang Xiaoqiang was not afraid of avoiding zombies. Instead, he carried Crescent Moon and rushed towards the zombies. He did not touch them. In the midst of dodging, he dodged the zombies' claws and bites, and rushed behind the zombies.
At this moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not care so much. The mutated monster behind him was the biggest disaster in his heart. But he did not know that while he was running, Crescent Moon in his arms had begun to change. Her eyes began to sink, and her chubby little chin became sharper. Heavy breaths constantly sprayed on Crescent Moon's face.
He lowered his head and crashed into the zombies in front of him. Countless zombies fell behind him. Zhang Xiaoqiang felt a great loss of energy. He did not know how many zombies he had knocked over, and how many times he had been scratched by zombies. The road ahead was still narrow, and he had already passed through the door. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not want to go upstairs. There was still Meow upstairs, and he could not take care of both of them. He could only take one step at a time, and bring that thing outside. As for the other things, he could not care about them for the time being …
When the exit appeared in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang, the moonlight illuminated the deformed iron door beside the exit. Zhang Xiaoqiang took out his pistol and called out the names of the zombies blocking the entrance one by one. Before the zombies had completely fallen, Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed up and stepped on the iron door, making a "Dang …" sound, and jumped up.
There weren't many zombies outside the yard, only a hundred or so scattered, but the space inside was even bigger. Zhang Xiaoqiang quickly went around the edge, climbed over the wall, and then jumped over a bungalow on the side of the road and ran forward.
Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know what was going on behind him, but he knew that when he ran past the fifth house, a few zombies flew out from behind the wall.
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't think about anything else. He just wanted to find the tallest building to shake off the things behind him. He saw a huge chimney in the distance …
Zhang Xiaoqiang's luck seemed to have turned for the better. He jumped on the roof, but the zombies below couldn't find him. The streets between the houses were relatively narrow, and the height of the houses wasn't high, so Zhang Xiaoqiang could easily jump. Even if the road was too wide, he could easily jump down and then flip over the roof. The zombies below didn't have time to react, and disappeared without a trace.
But the mutated monster behind him was like a haunting ghost. The huge meatball was like a ball of mud, it could spread out and change shape at will, and its speed wasn't slow. Although Zhang Xiaoqiang was slowly pulling away, he couldn't shake it off. Moreover, it was almost invincible against zombies. No matter how many zombies it encountered, they could always easily wrap around its body, gradually making it bigger.
And Zhang Xiaoqiang also encountered a new problem. Although normal zombies couldn't come up, evolved zombies could. Although it was difficult for the S type zombies to run up to the roof, it wasn't a problem for the S2 zombies.
Zhang Xiaoqiang held back his anger, and didn't look for trouble with the S2 zombies. The target was right in front of him, and it didn't seem worth it. But Crescent Moon in his arms suddenly twitched. Using the moonlight to see Crescent Moon, Zhang Xiaoqiang was stunned. Crescent Moon had started to turn into a zombie …
Zhang Xiaoqiang and Meow's leather armor was full body armor, from the neck to the ankles. When Zhang Xiaoqiang was making leather armor for Crescent Moon, he didn't want to waste the materials, so he made a vest for her. After rushing through so many zombies, Zhang Xiaoqiang was fine, but Crescent Moon's arms and legs were scratched more than once.
If there was only one wound, the virus's reaction wouldn't be that fast, but the more wounds there were, the stronger the effect of the virus. Then, Zhang Xiaoqiang realized that Crescent Moon was being controlled by the beetle. If there was no accident, Crescent Moon would first become a zombie, then a puppet. Although he didn't know where the problem was, he knew that he was too hesitant. Now he wasn't getting any benefits from both sides. While he was being chased, Crescent Moon also had problems.
At this point, Zhang Xiao Qiang was panicking, he did not know what to do. He turned back to look at the huge meatball and 3-4 S2 zombies coming towards him. Zhang Xiao Qiang's heart was filled with rage and he wanted to vent it out. He placed the Crescent Moon on the tiles, and pulled out the gun on his back to fire at the S2 zombies.
The crisp sound of gunfire echoed through the quiet darkness. The leading S2 zombie trembled and fell on the tile, sliding to the side and falling to the ground. But Zhang Xiaoqiang's face turned gloomy. He put down the gun, picked up Crescent Moon, and ran.
The night had a great effect on one's vision, so there needed to be a flame or light. It was almost dawn, and it was the darkest time. The zombies were just shadows in his eyes. What happened just now was not due to good marksmanship, but rather luck. Even if Zhang Xiaoqiang tried his best, he didn't hit the one he was aiming for.
Zhang Xiaoqiang ran and jumped in the desert town. The huge chimney that was tens of meters high seemed to be out of reach. Crescent Moon trembled in his arms. The only thing Zhang Xiaoqiang could rejoice about was that it wasn't Meow. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to watch Meow die helplessly.
When Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped from the house, his pupils suddenly shrank. In front of him was a wide and straight road that led to his target. But the density of zombies on it was much higher than the boiler room. Looking at the road, the ground was covered with zombie heads.
"Ha!"
When Zhang Xiaoqiang landed on the ground, he kicked away a zombie. His military shoes violently rubbed against the ground. At the same time, he turned around and held the gun with one hand, aiming at the roof he jumped off from.
Three S2 zombies jumped one after another. Zhang Xiaoqiang's gun muzzle emitted a dazzling red light in the dark. More than ten bullets were emptied at once. Zhang Xiaoqiang released the trigger, picked up Crescent Moon, and turned to run. Behind him, the three S2 zombies fell and rolled on the ground without any pressure.
There were countless zombies in front of him, but Zhang Xiaoqiang did not turn around. Instead, he continued to rush forward. He did not know why, but the tall chimney had become a guide in Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart. He did not think about anything else, he just wanted to rush there.
But Crescent Moon could not hold on any longer. Zhang Xiaoqiang could already feel her painful spasms. From the corner of his eyes, he saw a dump cart under the roof not far away. Zhang Xiaoqiang ran over and placed Crescent Moon in the dump cart. He then extracted the JS substance and injected it into Crescent Moon's neck. He threw away the syringe and pushed the dump cart towards the zombies.
The small dump cart in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hands became a sharp weapon against the zombies. Countless zombies were knocked to the ground. Zhang Xiaoqiang's speed did not slow down at all. For the first time, he took the initiative to rush into the sea of zombies. He crossed paths with countless zombies. Countless zombies waved their claws at him, brushing past his body. From time to time, zombies would rush over and collide with him, but they would be instantly cut into pieces by the Rat King Blade.
The small dump cart was colliding and jumping. One by one, the zombies rolled under the wheels. The dump cart was jolted up high and bumped into the zombies in front of it. Then it continued to charge forward.
At this time, Zhang Xiaoqiang realized that the dump cart was slowly getting stuck. More and more zombies were surrounding him. There was no gap left. Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted. He held the machete with both hands and spun two rounds in the same place, cutting down all the zombies around him. He threw away the Damascus machete and took out the last two grenades and threw them out.
"Boom … Boom …"
After two explosions, Zhang Xiaoqiang lifted the dump cart that covered himself and Crescent Moon. He carried Crescent Moon and rushed out. The two grenades blew up dozens of zombies. Zhang Xiaoqiang followed the gap left by the zombies and rushed out.
He carried Crescent Moon on his shoulder and ran forward. He absolutely could not bear to lose the Rat King Blade. He inserted it back into his waist and took out the NP22. He had already played with the NP22 for a long time. He raised his hand and shot out 15 bullets in a few blinks of an eye. He used one hand to release the empty magazine and inserted it into the magazine bag. He then completed the shooting preparation in the shortest time possible. He raised his hand and fired another 15 bullets. The small pistol had the effect of a submachine gun.