Besides, the zombies sang "The Sedan Chair" and all of them tried to embrace the soldiers of the broadsword team. The soldiers were carried to Luohan Mountain to eat in the rhythm of hugging and hugging.
What's more, dozens of zombies came together and regarded a soldier as their family's little partner, and made them concentrate on overlapping on the corpse mountain. This pitiful warrior's knife was crushed to death by the zombies before it could be raised, inevitably leading to a tragic ending of being eaten up and licked up.
The Big Knife Team is gradually showing signs of collapse, and the soldiers who have lost their strength are like naked yellow flower girls in front of the zombies, pletely undefended. These men of the Big Knife team never thought they would die like this one day, amidst the shampoo kiss of the corpse tide.
Finally, on the brink of the collapse of the Big Knife team, Hu Kaiqing sounded the horn of retreat. The men of the Big Knife team didn't even have the strength to run, so they had to use their strength to crawl back.
All Ge Laozi, get out of here! "At this moment, a huge roar rang out from behind the big sword team.
I saw Lin Er fully armed, carrying a strangely shaped tubular object running towards the front of the formation, followed by two attendants pushing several bottles of steel jars far behind.
Lin Er let out a roar, and the tubular object in his hand spewed out a dragon, which turned out to be a flamethrower!
This is a high-temperature flamethrower manufactured by Lao Zhao, and an improved version of the flamethrower. It can reach a high temperature of up to 2000 degrees Celsius and has added bustion aids and aluminum powder mixture, making it not very cool to burn.
Fifteen seconds at a spray point, Lin Eryi stopped the spray device in his hand and saw that the stacked zombie mountain was already blazing with flames, burning in a mess.
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