Volume 2 Chapter 766 No Time

Chapter 766 No Time

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 everyone for help. Everyone looked together, but they 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 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.

"Retreat... you're deaf... retreat... to the boat... don't look back..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang suppressed his unwillingness and yelled at the crowd, whether it was militiamen or team members, they all turned their heads silently and ran towards Wenpo.

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 into 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 heat and hope that erupted in his heart fell like ice, and Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes were only regretful. Under the light of the burning fire not far away, Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes were full of apology.

"Head...Give me a bite...Give me a bite...Shoot me...I 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 way...the car body is shaking...it will collapse if you are not careful..."

"Which is interesting... Those who can go up will go up, those who can't go up will die in battle below, what's the big deal..."

Behind Zhang Xiaoqiang came shouts from others, he turned his head and saw more mutated shrimps approaching Genpo, and in front of him, countless mutated shrimps were also approaching him.

"Kill me... I'm running out of time... Kill me... I'm running out of strength... Please..."

"Hurry up, hurry up... the ones on the top, hurry up... there is no time... there is 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 let out an angry howl. 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 little gratitude, and he nodded to Zhang Xiaoqiang. The gratitude on Liu Biao's face pierced Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart deeply like a sharp sword. 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 threw his arms 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 elder brother of the opposite sex whom he regarded as his elder brother. He was the elder brother who wanted to make a name for himself together with him. .

"What are you still doing in a daze... Shut up all of them 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 his arms. The car was thrown out by Zhang Xiaoqiang, and hit 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 below... catch the ropes and tie them around their waists... each of them tie one..."

Yang Ke'er's anxious cry came from above, and the ropes made of seat 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, but lived51 Well, no matter how you calculate this account, you will not suffer. Whether it is Zhang Xiaoqiang or the people who climbed onto 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 are on is as high as eight. If the mutated shrimp piled up to a height of eight meters, I believe they would only be burned by a fire. 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. 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.