Natural Disaster Simulator: I won by laying hundreds of billions of materials

"Why are there so many, how can I kill them?"

"President, do we still have to fight against the zombies? To be honest, I'm a little scared!"

"Oh my god, it's been a few months since the end of the world. It's the first time I've seen so many. I want to go back to the dormitory."

Several college students showed timid gazes. The zombies were lying on the iron gate, stretching out their bloody arms and trying to grab the person behind the gate.

The tall iron gate was slammed and swayed, as if it would collapse in the next moment.

Liang Yingsheng clenched the military thorn tightly, and saw the needle, as long as a zombie's head was close to the gap in the iron gate, she would stab it.

"What the hell are we afraid of if this beautiful woman dares to kill zombies, come on, brothers!"

The president of the baseball club shouted and charged over with a baseball bat in hand.

He used all his brute strength to pass through the gap in the iron gate and hit the zombie with a baseball bat.

'Ho-ho--'

"Zhimo, go get the spray can from the cart."

It's also good, exercise more to exercise this delicate brother.

"I can barely see that there are a lot of them. Zhimo, pack up the valuables, we may have to be prepared to escape at any time."

Smelling the smell of blood, the zombies became more and more frenzied. Groups of zombies swarmed over like a pile of arhats, with the chicken as the center, and quickly piled up into a small hill.

The blood overflowed in an instant, aiming at the bottom and throwing the chicken out.

In the dormitory, hearing gunshots outside, Zhou Lanxin finally couldn't help but wanted to break through the door, Liang Zhimo quickly stopped her with his sharp eyes.

"Beauty, you don't really intend to set fire to these zombies, do you? Impossible!"

"Mom, you will only worry my sister if you go out."

"However, we managed to raise a batch of chickens. Brother Cao, what are you doing?"

Liang Zhimo had no choice but to pick up the dagger that Liang Yingsheng had given him, "You guys lock the door, my sister and I will knock on the door when we come back."

Unscrewing the lid of the spray pot, Liang Yingsheng directly poured a pot full of gasoline down, and then took the branch from Liang Zhimo.

Roaring sounded one after another, those zombies didn't seem to feel pain, and they continued to climb up the iron gate one after another regardless of the gradually spreading flames on their bodies.

"Marshal Lu, grab two and come over, speed, run faster!"

Ignoring other things, followed up, "Sister."

Although I don't know if there is a time limit in the space, but at least a few days are fine.

"Brother Cao, the chicken is here."

He took the spray can from Liang Zhimo, stepped on the low stool, and aimed at the group of zombies below to water it.

However, the number of this batch of zombies far exceeded everyone's expectations. There were thousands of them, trying to climb up the iron gate like hungry wolves.

The president of the baseball club was taken aback for a moment, and then kicked the person next to him, "Don't be dazed, fourth, let's go, and help the beauty burn zombies with me!"

Although the group of college students were young, they were all enthusiastic masters. Whenever they saw zombies climbing the iron gate, they would pick up baseball bats and hammer hard.

When the number of zombies piled up more and more, he let go of his hand, and the lit branches fell on those zombies.

Cao Lei was a little displeased, "Stop talking nonsense, and listen to Ms. Liang from now on!"

Cao Lei had already guessed that Liang Yingsheng was going to spray gasoline on these zombies before lighting them up. Seeing that she wanted live chickens, he didn't hesitate.

Just in time, Marshal Lu came over with two chickens.

"I heard that movement is really big, Lao Liang, did you see it?"

From time to time, the sound of messy footsteps came from upstairs and downstairs, and everyone was panicked, fearing that the doomsday pure land that had come so hard to come would be gone.

Half an hour later, Marshal Lu came over with a cart, which contained a dozen spray cans filled with gasoline.

Cao Lei still has the last few rounds of bullets left, and the bullets of the rest of the military and police have also been exhausted.

The area of ​​the observatory is limited, and it is already too crowded for five people to stand, so one person holds two accompanying spray cans, and the gasoline is crazily sprayed on the zombies like it doesn't cost money.

Hearing Liang Zhimo's voice, Liang Yingsheng was instantly displeased, and turned to stare at him: "I didn't ask you to go back to the dormitory to protect your parents, what are you doing here?"

Several college students answered with a loud voice: "Of course."

Cao Lei stood on the observation deck and fired two shots at the group of zombies from time to time.

"Mom is worried about you. If I don't come, it will be her."

What happened to his brother, why did he suddenly listen to a girl?

With a raised eyebrow, Liang Ying laughed extravagantly, "Is there anything impossible?"

When Liang Zhimo came, he happened to see this scene, looked around in a panic, and finally found Liang Yingsheng on the observation deck.

Handing the spray can to Cao Lei, Liang Yingsheng took the chicken and took out a pocket knife to scratch the chicken's neck without hesitation.

"Brother Cao has brought something, why are there so many zombies, should we tell everyone to be ready to retreat at any time?"

"Zhimo, find some dead wood branches," he said, crawling on the low wall and looking at a group of college students below, "What are you doing in a daze, call two people to come up and sprinkle oil!"

Liang Yingsheng raised his voice, "Everyone, do you want to experience what it's like to burn a group of zombies?"

At the beginning of October, the temperature gradually dropped, and it was even a bit chilly to stand on the gazebo at night.

'Ho-ho--'

"Comrade Cao, I need a chicken, a live chicken."

"The method is effective," Cao Lei said happily, "It's just that these zombies are too scattered, and we have limited gasoline."

After killing one, the others followed, and the succession was endless.

Suddenly, flames splattered outside the iron gate, and Liang Yingsheng had already ignited paper balls and threw them at the zombies covered in gasoline.

Liang Zhimo was in charge of lighting the fire. As soon as Liang Yingsheng gave an order, he immediately lit the branches and threw them outside the fence.

"No, I'm worried about Shengsheng. I'll clean up the things. Zhimo, go and have a look. If you can't resist, bring your sister back. If it's really impossible, let's hide in the space."

The moonlight was cold, and the fine light shone on Liang Yingsheng's face. Her small face was tense, and the dark pupils were filled with firelight.

The green belts in the school are all used to grow fruits and vegetables. There are quite a lot of spray cans, but the amount of gasoline is limited. Everyone doesn't know what the use of this thing is, and they feel distressed while pouring gasoline.

Zhou Lan nodded hurriedly, "I know, I know, go and see how your sister is doing."

Horrible faces pressed against the iron gate, densely packed, some missing eyeballs, some half of the face was torn off, some skin was still intact, but the ferocious expression still made the scalp tingle .

"What good ideas do you have, beauty?"

Liang Qiuwen stood on the balcony with a binoculars. The dormitory they lived in faced the playground, blocked by the building next door, and they could only see half of the gate.

Marshal Lu summoned some women to help pump gasoline.

'boom--'

The flames filled the sky, and with the night wind, the fire gradually spread, and the surrounding zombies were also surrounded by the fire.

In Jiangnan Middle School, the survivors were lying in front of the window watching the flames outside.

"Why is there such a big fire, will we be okay?"

"They should be burning zombies!"