On the ground full of smoke, Zhang Xiaoqiang took a look at the airport on the surface of the moon, and then at the collapsed mountain peak, and finally moved his vision to the city full of smoke. As for the hovering escort boats, he didn't pay much attention. He took John Lee and more than 200 evolutors to the city, and the chaos last night had a great killing effect on flying insects, Looking around, the ground is full of scorched flying beetles. Some of them have burned their wings for a while and are still struggling on the ground. Every time they see them, Zhang Xiaoqiang will step on them without hesitation. The incendiary bombs dropped by air at night burn pieces of scorching on the ground. At the most scorching place, they see large pieces of burnt corpses of rats, A black charcoal like corpse twisted and twisted together, or stretched his claws and legs, or bared his teeth, death is difficult to see the extreme, walking through the scorching corpse heap, roughly estimated that there are at least 20000 dead mice here, plus Wu fan's last outbreak and their blocking and sewer killing, I'm afraid that no less than 50000 mice will die.
Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't believe that rats will be killed, but he knows that 50000 rats have already accounted for the majority of the rats. The formation of 10000 rats charging is boundless, and 50000 rats can be regarded as the sea of rats. Without these incendiary bombs, most of them could not survive last night except him and a few people.
After entering the city, Zhang Xiaoqiang smelled the stench of corpses that he had not seen for a long time. The smell of zombies' decay seemed to be contagious. It made the whole city stink. On the street, on the roof, there was a dead body that was also covered with insects. The building that was hit by Wan Qiang yesterday was completely broken, and the collapsed floor fell on two nearby buildings, Form a right angle, in addition to that building, there are many collapsed buildings. It can be seen that Wan Qiang really suffered a lot yesterday.
There is no zombie. Countless zombie bodies mixed with insect bodies are paved with endless black carpet on the ground. Under the carpet, the green corpse water exudes the smell of madness and winds around. Everyone, including Zhang Xiaoqiang, has put on breathing masks. Even so, they feel the strong corpse smell lingering around their nose.
The more we go forward, the more corpses there are. The corpse water in the street is more numbing than the zombie attack. Many people shudder at the thought of their boots stepping on the corpse water. Zhang Xiaoqiang can only lead people through the alleys to find the road without corpses. Tiezhongyuan doesn't know where the road is, and Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't see Wan Qiang's eight meter high body, In my heart, I wish Wan Qiang would die, but I know that there are some impossibilities. Like him, Wan Qiang is a lucky guy. From the side of luck, he can be regarded as an undead Xiaoqiang.
In three years, this city full of zombies has become like rotten wood. No metal decoration can be seen on the street. Even the wreckage of vehicles in inland cities is rare here. Only four empty tires and a pile of plastic cables can be seen wrapped in the red sand powder. The shops on the street are also in ruins, and 90% of the shop glass is broken, The glass dregs on the street are like a crystal Avenue, chirping on it. There are also zombies on the street, but the number is small, and it's still within the tolerance of the public. The evolutionists haven't seen any zombies that can move for a long time, and their nerves are relaxed. They can't help looking at the broken and mottled facade and the scattered vending machines.
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