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pecially when chopping down these stinking zombies in a sea of corpses.
once fatigue occurs, one will make mistakes and make various mistakes.
A soldier who had already cut off his eyelids unexpectedly struck his panion with a knife, and this knife deeply understood the essence of decapitation. half of the panion's head flew out from the helmet.
this is just a accidental injury, which can be regarded as a small probability event without statistical analysis. more soldiers are gradually trapped in the vast ocean of zombies and cannot extricate themselves. often, a broadsword warrior faces the claws of dozens of zombies, carrying dirty nails to dig your nostrils and touch your face until they bleed.
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 tea
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