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Standing on the deck of the ship seven meters above the ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the blazing flames not far away and the crowd gathered under the ship. He had a panoramic view of everything from the whole angle of view. The fires on the side of the road are still burning, and the fires are formed into a flaming beacon. At the end of the beacon, more than a dozen team members retreated while firing. In front of them, countless mutated shrimps were exposed to the flames and danced their claws. .
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't dare to go down anymore, time was running out, he turned his head and shouted at Yuan Yi:
"Help me..."
"One two three... push..."
Zhang Xiaoqiang yelled, and together with Yuan Yi, they pushed a white medium-sized van down the gap. The white van fell from the boat, and with a loud noise, the vehicle hit the ground and parts shattered and the glass shattered.
Bengfei's parts were still missing, and the shattered glass was still flying in the air. Yang Ke'er carried the shield to the side of the car, and grabbed the car's ground with one hand. With a yell, he dragged the car body, then twisted his waist, and threw it out with all his strength. The car body, which was taller than Yang Ke'er, rolled on the ground and hit the hull, making a loud "dang..." , stop.
Then the second, the third...
Yang Ke'er piled up the five small cars one by one, so that there was a buffer footing under the boat, and then Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yuan Yi pushed the cars down the hull one after another, forming a gentle slope between the ground and the hull. The only thing is that the fuel tank on the vehicle body did not explode due to the impact.
The gentle slope was formed, Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed to Huang Quan and issued an order, Huang Quan immediately arranged for the militiamen to board the ship, and all the official team members set up blocking positions beside the ship to cover the retreat.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was in a hurry, he stood at the bow of the boat and shouted loudly, ordering the people below to speed up, and with his eyesight, he could naturally see countless mutated shrimps approaching, Zhang Xiaoqiang could think of using cars to pile up a gentle slope under extreme urgency. It’s just that this gentle slope is really difficult to walk. Broken glass, open car windows, and sharp steel pipes protruding from the car body will cause harm to climbers if they are not careful.
The first person is also a dangerous person, he is the one who explores the whole gentle slope, countless people follow behind him, not daring to urge him, Zhang Xiaoqiang stands on the side of the boat and is anxious for him, but it is useless to be anxious, he can only hold his breath Breathing, waiting for him to approach slowly, finally, he approached the side of the boat, Zhang Xiaoqiang hooked his body impatiently, and stretched out his hand to pull him up.
At this time, a figure jumped out from the gate of the ship deck building beside Zhang Xiaoqiang, waving its claws and rushed towards Zhang Xiaoqiang, and landed in the corner of Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, it was an evolved zombie with its mouth wide open. , the target was Zhang Xiaoqiang's throat, and the zombie also fell into the eyes of the first militiaman who climbed up.
The militiaman was terrified, stood up and let the rifle slip off his body, fell into the gap between the vehicles under his feet, pointed at Zhang Xiaoqiang's side, and wanted to howl.
"Hurry up...give me your hand..."
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't get up to fight, but let out a roar at that guy, he didn't care about the zombies that were about to pounce on him, it seemed that in his eyes, there were only two people here, one was him, and the other was the militiaman who was about to climb onto the boat.
The militiaman was dumbfounded, his two eyeballs were about to pop out, when the people behind him saw the zombie, they exclaimed together, but saw the zombie jump straight in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang, suddenly split into three pieces, and fell to the ground.
No one saw how the zombie turned into three pieces. It seemed that there was an invisible aura around Zhang Xiaoqiang. The zombie first lost its arms, then its head, and rolled at Zhang Xiaoqiang's feet.
Behind the zombies, Yuan Yi withdrew his scimitar, flashed a flashlight and entered the door where the zombies rushed out. Only then did everyone vaguely guess who made the move.
First...Second...Third...
The militiamen boarded the boat one by one, but Zhang Xiaoqiang became more and more anxious. There were hundreds of people, how long would it take to climb like this, not to mention that these militiamen had to carry big backpacks and ammunition boxes. Without these things, Zhang Xiaoqiang They will run out of food and water within three days, and die without a fight.
Yuan Yi went to the cabin to clean up the zombies. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't have time to comfort her. He believed in Yuan Yi's method. The militiamen who came up successively untied their backpacks and various supplies. Another person took out an empty wine bottle, cut the tires of the vehicles around him with a saber, sucked the gasoline in the fuel tank into the bottle with a straw, mixed the chopped rubber, and made the proposed Molotov cocktail.
Seeing that the militiamen were making preparations, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't believe that these things could be used to cover the people below to get on the boat. It was useless to be anxious. He rushed to the side of the boat and jumped off the boat. His body fell rapidly. Before the sound of the wind entered his eardrums, he heavily It fell to the ground, jumped up the moment it fell, and ran to the recoilless gun team that was preparing.
"Assist with the equipment, put them all on the boat, you go to the boat to stop..."
Zhang Xiaoqiang interrupted Huang Quan's arrangement, Huang Quan looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang and said doubtfully.
"If we board the ship now, it will delay the time for other people to board the ship, and it will take time to set up positions. I'm afraid we will lose a lot of people." Huang Quan turned his head and said to only one-tenth of the crowd.
"Needless to say, block the attack below. If you miss, you will lose all the heavy weapons. We don't know what will happen tomorrow..."
Zhang Xiaoqiang put all the heavy firepower on board, and let Yang Ke'er and Yang Ke'er roll more than a dozen small cars onto the path of the mutated shrimp, and then waited in full battle with hundreds of militiamen.
While waiting silently, the fires burning in the distance were extinguished one by one. Every time a fire was extinguished, the hearts of the people looking over there felt a little tense. No one knew why it was extinguished. The mutant shrimps on the entire island seemed to be guided by something. Gathering here, I don't know how many there are, and I don't know if they will be alive tomorrow. The burning corpses that were lying on the ground before seem to flash in their minds.
Finally, all the fires arranged by Zhang Xiaoqiang and the others were extinguished, and only a third of the people had gone up at this time. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked back at the slowly creeping crowd on the gentle slope, feeling more and more anxious. It is unstable, and some of the vehicles under the crowd's feet are still shaking. Once it collapses, it will be a disaster.
"Brother Cockroach...they are here..."
Hearing Huang Quan's reminder, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his head to see the overwhelming mutated shrimp holding up their claws to the edge of the giant fire. At this moment, the shrimp group was in chaos, and countless prawns refused to enter more than a hundred meters away from the fire, becoming Suddenly, they are more sensitive to flames than humans, after all, they are all aquatic creatures.
The dense swarms of shrimps are refusing to advance an inch around the edge, and the mutated shrimps behind are still coming, layer by layer, slowly forming hills. Unbearable.
Seeing the mutated shrimps piled up in front, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his head to the militiamen who were climbing up with their backpacks and supplies in their arms. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he turned and rushed under the boat.
"Stop...stop..."
Following Zhang Xiaoqiang's shout, the squirming crowd stopped climbing and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang below in surprise.
"Untie the backpack and supplies, and pass them one by one... Pass the supplies and packages up first..."
Those militiamen were not stupid, and immediately handed the backpacks to the crowd standing on the side of the ship one by one, and the crowd also stood in a row, passing it to the empty space, neatly stacked.