Doomsday Chariot Unlimited Evolution

Chapter 17 Little Apple And Zombies (3Rd Update!)

(PS: I fell asleep on the table, and my mind is a little messy. If there are typos or incorrect data, you can leave a comment, and the author will definitely correct it when he sees it.)

"You are~my~little~little apple!"

"Just think of the most beautiful clouds in the sky!"

"Spring is here again~flowers~are blooming all over the hillside!"

"Plant hope and you will reap!"

…

The external stereo of the caravan is already very loud, and this square dance Divine Comedy, which is loved by countless people in the country, instantly tore up the tranquility of the commercial street!

There are many houses in the commercial street, and most of them are shops, so the zombies basically gather together,

As soon as the music started, zombies rushed out of the house one by one,

After a while, they gathered into groups of zombies.

Manic, roaring, greedy...

The roars of the zombies continued one after another, more and more,

Finally surrounded the RV!

Inside the car, Meng Xiaoyao looked at this scene in bewilderment.

The sudden appearance of "Little Apple" almost made her unable to react.

Although, Meng Xiaoyao could also see that Xing Tian was trying to attract the zombies to kill them all.

But... why are you shaking your legs!

Meng Xiaoyao looked at Xing Tian who was shaking his legs to the music, and his face twitched.

This is the end! What the hell is shaking legs! ? ?

"Gatling ready!"

Xing Tian suddenly shouted,

With a click, the bodywork on both sides of the RV disintegrated, and two black muzzles protruded.

Hearing this, Meng Xiaoyao hurriedly came back to her senses and grabbed the handle of her machine gun.

"Fire!!!"

With an order, the cold killing machine roared violently!

…

The zombies on both sides of the caravan were still attacking the caravan under the encouragement of the battle song "Little Apple".

They believe that as long as they work hard, an iron pestle can be ground into a needle.

Then, they found two pipes coming out of the group of zombies.

Bang bang bang! ! !

The rain of bullets suddenly erupted!

The nearest zombies were blasted into pieces and exploded in the crowd of zombies,

However, the death of these zombies not only did not frighten the other zombies, but made them more vicious, fearless and fearless, they swarmed to kill them!

Large-scale zombie groups have always been a headache,

Even a fully staffed modern military squad can only retreat when faced with hundreds or thousands of zombies.

However, they don't break through the RV's defenses at all,

Therefore, Xing Tian had no fear at all, and controlled Gatling to fire wildly!

One on each side, two killing machines in constant motion,

The bullets poured out almost endlessly.

Under the heavy rain, the zombies roared, Gatling's gun barrel was beating violently, and the bullets shot out one by one, forming a rain of bullets and tearing apart the zombies one by one.

Bloody, violent!

In the car, Meng Xiaoyao gritted her teeth, and the singing of "Little Apple" suddenly became much more pleasant to the ear with the roar of zombies, the roar of gunfire and the sound of rain.

She couldn't help shaking her legs...

Half an hour later, "Little Apple" was still circulating, but the shops in the commercial street were no longer flooded with zombies.

On the streets, corpses are strewn all over the place, and there are blood and flesh stumps everywhere,

The originally clean ground is now a living hell scene!

Obviously, the zombies in this commercial street were almost slaughtered.

Xing Tian put down the overheated gun barrel, took out his pistol and began to shoot at the surviving zombies, most of them lacked legs, their lower body was blasted by bullets, and they could only crawl over with their hands.

Not far from the car door, a zombie was shattered by bullets in many places.

But it can still be seen that she was an energetic aunt during her lifetime,

On her blood-stained clothes, the words "New Oriental Square Dance Training Class" could be vaguely seen.

"well!"

Xing Tian opened the car door and walked down.

He looked at the aunt's zombie with sympathy, waiting for her to crawl over.

"Even after death, do you want to dedicate your last effort to the square dance!?"

"What a...a poignant love story."

Xing Tian let out a long sigh.

"..."

This love story has something to do with chicken feathers?

Also, you are sympathizing with zombies, you ghost!