rebirth of the first queen

"I'll call you Little Brother Shen!" Wen Qiliang was in a hurry, holding her own machine gun with no bullets in one hand, and holding Little Brother Shen's hand in the other, as they shuttled through the forest.

The forest gets more and more messy, and there are towering trees within a few steps, but Wen Qiliang doesn't dare to walk too close to the trees. If a lingering zombie falls from above and bites his head, he will be finished. .

She was looking at the forest from the outside at the time, and Mo Shaoen and Mo Shaoen were only taken away at the edge, but now they are thrown into it, and I really don't know where to go, where is the real exit.

"Running like this will only consume my energy. This is not a solution. I haven't eaten since last night. I believe you are the same. We need to conserve energy." Wen Qiliang glanced at his machine gun and touched it. He lowered the pistol in his pocket, "And my gun is out of bullets, I have to re-arm."

The only thing I was lucky about was the small bag of meteorite fragments hanging on my belt.

If they don't even have that, they really have no hope.

After a pause, a black-haired zombie jumped down from the tree. It was a completely different species from other zombies!

It pounced vigorously on Wen Qiliang, threw Wen Qiliang five meters away, and rode its entire body on Wen Qiliang's body, dripping saliva mixed with the smell of blood on Wen Qiliang's body and face.

But right now, Wen Qiliang couldn't think of any disgusting words, she only had fear.

She supported the zombie's shoulders with her thin hands, but she felt that she couldn't hold on to life and death, and hid her head back and forth, for fear of being bitten by the zombie's arteries in her neck.

He vaguely felt that the younger brother surnamed Shen was also thrown down by zombies.

For a moment, Wen Qiliang really wanted to give up. Giving up is very simple, as long as she loosens her hands, she can return home after being bitten to death!

But... what about little brother Shen?

Gritting his teeth, Wen Qiliang began to kick the black-haired zombie with both hands and feet.

Wen Qiliang yelled: "Little brother Shen! Hold on! I'll save you!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

She yelled and stuffed her fist directly into the zombie's mouth, otherwise one hand would not be able to support it at all, at least the bones were relatively hard.

At the same time, his right hand took out a pistol from his pocket, and with all his might, he stabbed the zombie's eyes fiercely with the muzzle.

The zombie no longer felt pain, but because the muzzle of the gun was longer than the hand, it was easy for Wen Qiliang to pull out his fist.

It was really bloody.

But Wen Qiliang didn't have time to complain of pain, so he turned over and took the machine gun and ran directly to little brother Shen.

It pierced into the back of the little zombie's head in one fell swoop, and its brains burst. It seems that this little zombie is not that powerful, and its movements are not as fast as the big one just now.

Little brother Shen was bitten on the wrist, Wen Qiliang pulled him up, and kept backing up, saying: "Don't worry, this zombie is not infected by biting, but first acts on the intestinal tract through drugs."

She deliberately stretched out her fist to show the young man, and kept smiling.

"Look, I was bitten too."

During this period, she kept her eyes on the black-haired zombie.

Wen Qiliang looked up at the tree again, "The zombie jumped from the tree, which means the tree didn't hinder it at all."

"Biology will evolve, just like taking anti-inflammatory drugs often leads to drug resistance."

"It seems that the zombies here have also evolved."

The zombie was biting the pistol that Wen Qiliang inserted. Without human thinking, it no longer knew what it was.

But it's a great opportunity.

Wen Qiliang flattened the piano case, put the machine gun in, and quickly put four fragments of meteorites, and said to the piano case, "Drive a tank!"

With the power of the tank, it will not be a problem to flatten this place!

Even if it can't be crushed, at least it's good to hide inside.

Even Shen Xiaodi was engrossed in her piano case.

A pair of silver-gray eyes were full of seriousness.

but.

Not even! ?

Wen Qiliang was so anxious that she was sweating profusely. She turned her head and said to Shen Xiaodi, "Last time Mo Shaoen and I drove a tank on the road! This time... this, what the hell is going on!"

Wen Qiliang's hands were shaking. She patted the piano box fiercely, and the sound attracted the cyan zombie who had a soft spot for guns.

The young man grabbed her hand and said, "Stop shooting! The sound will attract it!"

Wen Qiliang wiped the sweat from his forehead, but because his fist was full of blood, his face was covered with blood.

But she didn't care about that, she swallowed and said, "Then fire a machine gun!"

This time, the surrounding meteorite fragments were consumed by the piano box.

She fired "chug chug" at the black-haired zombie, but to Wen Qiliang's surprise, the bullet penetrated into the back of the zombie without bleeding.

The hope that had been ignited was lost a little bit.

Wen Qiliang didn't show anything on his face, but he was extremely scared in his heart.

This was the first time that the weapon she opened could not kill a zombie.

However, such an attack attracted the attention of the black-haired zombie.

Wen Qiliang fired several more shots in a row, and the black-haired zombie turned around, and the bullets hit its chest and bounced off.

Good guy, he didn't bleed when he was hit on the back, but he was bounced away when he was hit on the chest!

The gunshots also attracted the surrounding zombies. Wen Qiliang gritted his teeth and dealt with the surrounding zombies first.

The machine gun "chug-chug" swept across the area, and soon ran out of bullets.

Wen Qiliang tore a piece of fabric from his body, threw it into the piano case, then threw the small bag of meteorite fragments to Little Brother Shen, and said, "Help me put the fragments!"

She needs a weapon of articulation.

A gun with tracked bullets?It was opened in Wanjia Village earlier.

But not here, what if the tracking bullets track another long-haired zombie like this?

I don't know how many zombies have been released in this forest, and how many have evolved!

After much deliberation, she said, "Give me a machine gun!"

It's still a machine gun, she can't open many things except machine guns!

Little brother Shen quickly put the meteorite fragments away, and then opened the cover to reveal a brand new machine gun.

She placed the two machine guns in front of her. At this time, many zombies were already dead around, and the smell of blood was strong.

Then she tore off five pieces of cloth on her body, fired five machine guns, and placed them around her, so that they were surrounded in a circle.

Little brother Shen was sweating profusely, and said, "Miss Wen, you..."

"what?"

"You can't drive anymore."

"It's okay, there are plenty of dead things, I don't have enough clothes to tear, don't you have more?"

"No, it is... there are not many fragments of the meteorite."

Wen Qiliang's eyes widened, and she swallowed her saliva.

She never thought that there were not enough meteorite fragments. Before that, Mo Shaoen gave it to her. Later, Mo Shaoen gave her this pouch directly. When she used it, she just took out four pieces. There is not much weight in the palm of the hand, and Wen Qiliang will feel that there are many, many pieces in a heavy bag.

"But no matter how much there is, there is a quantity..."

I have been taking it from this small bag before, and Luo Chenliya also fired a weapon at her birthday party...

But fortunately, the black-haired zombie who came here deliberately ran away.

Little brother Shen also slumped on the ground, and said: "Let's rest here for a while, you killed so many zombies here, and you are so bloody, I am afraid that other zombies will not dare to come here."

Wen Qiliang nodded, her tired feet went limp.

At this time, little brother Shen said: "Miss Wen, I'm just an ordinary person, you really don't need to protect me."

"Hey! Don't say that, you are the one I want to protect! I brought you in! If it weren't for me, you should go home and sleep now!"

Little brother Shen wanted to say something else, but Wen Qiliang quickly changed the topic and said, "I was thrown off the plane, and my arm was black? You are fine. Tell me, are we lucky? Let me tell you, we must Can live!"

Little brother Shen shook his head slightly, "That's because Ms. Wen and I were cushioned by a tree, and their plane flew very low. What they want is not to kill anyone, so that people will be tortured here."

And Mo Shaoen, holding his head in the bedroom, was extremely anxious.