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Chapter 841 Revenge on the Rotten Corpse

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    After a while, the zombies on the city wall were slaughtered by the soldiers, and all the corpses were retreated, and those zombies who had gathered outside the city wall and built a pile of corpses did not know when they dispersed, leaving behind  Beaches of zombie corpses that had been trampled into minced meat.

    Without the order of the zombie king, with the wisdom of these zombies, it is impossible to complete the task of attacking the gathering place.

    Of course, it doesn't mean that they don't attack gathering places anymore, it's just that it's no longer like before, all the zombies know how to cooperate, now it's like a plate of loose sand, and a few giant zombies are still bombarding the city wall.

    And those strong corpses rely on their strong jumping ability to jump directly over the wall and into the gathering place, but no matter how powerful their jumping ability is, the wall is still fifteen meters high, and the strong corpse, on average, is  It is about three or four meters high, and it is impossible to climb over the city wall at all.

    There are still a lot of rotting corpses. Originally, they all gathered together to attack the city wall. The overwhelming pus hit, and many places on the city wall have been corroded with big holes, but now, there is no zombie king.  According to the order, they have almost dispersed, falling scattered among the corpses, spraying a mouthful of pus at the wall from time to time, and then snatching the corpses on the ground.

    "Brothers, let's hold the gathering place!"

    Standing on the city wall, Yang Bing looked at the scattered corpses below, and couldn't help roaring.

    "Hold it!"

    "Hold it!"

    "Hold it!"

    The remaining less than 10,000 soldiers roared in unison.

    This is also an outlet for the fear they have endured for almost a day and a night.

    After all, death is just around the corner, and they, once again, lived on.

    "Roar!!"

    The excited roar here obviously aroused the dissatisfaction of the corpses outside the city wall.

    A carrion corpse raised its chin, aimed at Yang Bing standing on the edge of the city wall, and spit out pus.

    "Yang Bing be careful!"

    Zhang Fei's hands were sharp, and he grabbed Yang Bing and retreated. The pus-wrapped sarcoma just landed on Yang Bing's original position, and exploded suddenly. A meter in diameter around him was corroded by the pus, and a pungent smell emerged.  Thick smoke, the thick smoke dissipated, and that location has become a half-meter-deep, uneven pit.

    "Damn it, is this a rotting corpse?"

    Several people then cautiously came to the edge of the wall and looked down, only to see a mutated zombie with four paws on the ground, pustules all over its body, and an extremely cystic figure lying in the crowd.

    Like a large toad, it is disgusting to look at, and there are not a few zombies like this in the corpse group, and they are distributed in groups of three or four.

    "It should be."

    Li Weiping nodded, then pointed to the carrion and said.

    "This game is extremely lethal. At least one-third of our dead soldiers were corroded to death by this pus, and the city walls, if there is no such corrosive pus, the city walls would not  It won¡¯t be what it is now.¡±

    Everyone heard the words and couldn't help but look down. The original reinforced concrete structure on the ground has been completely destroyed, full of deep pits of different sizes, and the appearance of the city wall is even more serious, but everyone can't see it.

    "Damn it, we have to retaliate against these rotting corpses no matter what."

    Li Hu cursed, picked up a gun from the ground, and ran to the edge of the wall with one leg.

    His prosthetic limb was corroded by the pus spit out by the carrion.

    You must know that Wang Yi made it for him with his own hands, but it made Li Hu very distressed. Of course, it is also fortunate that the pus fell on the other leg.  Both legs have to use prosthetics.

    "Damn it, give me back my leg!"

    Li Hu cursed angrily, pointed his gun at the carrion lying in the crowd of corpses, and flung it violently.

    "Tiger, don't act rashly."

    Yang Bing wanted to stop it in a hurry, but he was still a step too late. The spear came out of his hand, and flew straight towards the carrion.

    "Everyone be careful, prevent rotting corpses from retaliating"

    Yang Bing said hurriedly, but before he finished speaking, he saw that the whole body of the rotting corpse shot by the gun suddenly swelled up.

    Just like a blown up balloon, even the skin was stretched translucent, and then, under the amazed eyes of everyone, the carrion that was shot by the gun exploded.

    oneThe dark green viscous object was splashed all around, and some zombies around it were inevitably sprayed with these highly corrosive pus.

    Ho Ho!  !

    An unlucky zombie happened to be in the center of the rotting corpse explosion, and its entire body was covered with pus. It only had time to let out a roar, and the unlucky zombie was directly corroded into a pool of rotten flesh and blood.

    And the zombies within five meters of it were all splashed by the pus, and corroded and severed limbs abound.

    "Fuck, this game is also effective against the same kind." Li Hu opened his eyes wide, looking at this scene with a face full of disbelief.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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