Apocalypse Cockroach

Zhang Xiaoqiang sat on the ground and gasped violently. One foot stretched forward and the other bent upward. A 1.6-metre iron gun leaned against the foot, with a triangular head facing the burglar door, stained with ancient black and smelly blood. Seventy percent of the new green anti-burglar iron doors opened a 10-centimetre gap outward, and he could see several corpses lying quietly on the ground outside the door.

They were human 20 days ago and are now zombies lying outside the door, 'I killed them!!!’ He didn't kill after the fear. Only excitement after victory.

“I did it," Zhang Xiaoqiang said to himself.

“I can live, I will continue to live. ”

After sitting for five or six minutes, he took a break. Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up the iron gun and stood up. Untie the hemp rope on the door handle and push the door outward, and the zombie corpse outside the door blocks the door dead.

Zhang Xiaoqiang opened the body outward with an iron gun before walking outside the door. He observed seven corpses lying seven times across the corridor outside the door. He could barely find them anywhere near his feet. The corpse he had killed five days earlier fell up under his feet, and his entire head flew everywhere with his hammered, thin, dark blood and yellow brains.

Zhang Xiaoqiang dared not look at it again, afraid he would throw up if he looked at it more.

He stood on the stack of corpses and his hair creeped, and the stench of the corpse could not resist a scarf sprinkled with flower dew.

Zhang Xiaoqiang found the lid shield that disappeared five days ago. He always had more gas in his hand. Although he couldn't protect himself from knife guns, he just had to block the zombie's claws.

The iron door across the door was open, there was no light in the house, and the black hole cooled him down a little. He walked cautiously into the living room opposite, and the white floor reflected his dark reflection under the light of Oumont, leaving him with a cold, bone-cold inside.

Zhang Xiaoqiang found the power switch in the living room and turned on the top light in the living room. He felt comfortable in the light.

His goal was the kitchen, and the rest of the bedroom, he wouldn't dare go, if he ran into a zombie and got scratched, it would be a big loss.

Carefully close to the kitchen, it's always a little uncomfortable to find something in someone else's house. I haven't done burglary in the first half of my life. When the end of my life came, Zhang Xiaoqiang became a thief.

No sound on your feet slowly approaching the kitchen.

“ @ # % ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang heard something scratching the kitchen door, his heart was tight, really afraid of what to do! Oh, my God, can't you give him peace?

“KAO”.

Zhang Xiaoqiang scolded him. He held the gun in his right hand with three fingers, held the door handle with his thumb and index finger, and gently turned and pulled again.

“Psst”

A dark shadow emerged from the kitchen. Zhang Xiaoqiang held a shield in his left hand in front of him and raised his right hand to point the iron gun at the shadow, launching an attack at any time.

If you look closely at the fat cat that the neighbor had raised, the hairy fat cat looked at him and ran out the door.

The cat frightened his heart.

“Better to meet a cat than to meet a zombie." Zhang Xiaoqiang walked himself into the kitchen.

No one cleaned the mahogany dining table in the kitchen for 20 days, falling on a thin layer of dust, with only a few cat claw prints like clubs scattered to the table.

Zhang Xiaoqiang opened the refrigerator. The vegetables in the refrigerator were not very fresh for a long time. He refused to go straight into the pocket. The top layer of vegetable eggs and the bottom layer of frozen fish and pork were swept away by him. In the kitchen, he found half a barrel of rice, a barrel of pickles of pickles, a bag of sugar and some other seasonings. Zhang Xiaoqiang moved to the house twice before sweeping the kitchen out.

Looking at the food in the living room, I thought of something. Again, there was a cigarette and liquor cabinet in the corner next to the TV in the living room. Zhang Xiaoqiang hurriedly moved the cigarettes and liquor back.

Looking at the body outside the door, I had to throw it away. It stinks. Zhang Xiaoqiang went out to look for a place to throw the body. He saw that the small vegetable garden in the center of the platform still had more than 30 large cabbages. He can now ask for them at any time. Five days ago, the scene was as desperate as yesterday.

“Hey!!! This fucking virus, this fucking world. ”

He always exclaims a lot after the end of the day.

Cabbage wouldn't run away with long legs, he ignored it first, went to the stairwell of the platform to see how he kicked the zombie downstairs, until after being attacked by the zombie at the door he was always very careful to go out. Slowly walking down the stairs, a broken leg zombie was climbing on the floor on the steps downstairs, and his clothes were grinded to a cloth-sized pudding. He suddenly smelled Zhang Xiaoqiang and climbed over to him.

Zhang Xiaoqiang squatted on the platform and watched it slowly climb from the bottom to the top. He smelled fresh human smell. He was excited to open his big mouth full of pointy teeth, and his claws drew a mark on the cement steps.

A triangular head penetrated the brain from its nostrils, the head was drawn from left to right, the corpse was immobilized, and a hole the size of a helicopter cup in the face was black blood coming out.

Zhang Xiaoqiang became more and more accustomed to killing zombies, just like when he was a kid, he squatted on the corner of the wall to kill ants, without excitement, without fear, with only indifference left on his face. He knew that more than 6 billion zombies around the world could not be killed, so all he had to do was kill those who threatened him.

There is a garden underneath the stairs, the January climate gives the garden plants a little more Xiaother, a few vine leaves have been running low for more than two decades, the lawn has also turned yellow, and there are three cement prefabricated gazebos for the elderly in seven surrounding buildings, which are usually popular. Now that there are more than thirty zombies wandering in the garden, the nearest one more than forty meters from him, seeing as how little it has responded so far, he has made it clear that the safe distance from the zombies is at least forty meters.

There is a retail store downstairs, usually selling cigarettes, alcohol and side foods, and also selling rice and eggs. Now he is afraid to find food, he has to go through more than 30 zombies!

There is a garbage entrance on the second floor platform. Usually the garbage from both buildings is dumped from there. Zhang Xiaoqiang threw seven bodies into it. Tired of sweating! Finally solved, he didn't care on the stairs, it was far from his door and he didn't stink.

Looking at the two households opposite the platform was still open, there was some hesitation in his mind, now there must be zombies on the left and right floors, and the house had security doors, and he could not break them open. Thinking he was determined to hold the shield and the iron gun, he walked over there...

Zhang Xiaoqiang went home and locked the security door, leaving a pocket at the door. A packed backpack, a drum bag snake skin pocket, that's what he got across the platform, didn't encounter a zombie, wanted to come and kill six of them all, Zhang Xiaoqiang happily dragged two big bags to the couch to prepare the count. Today's harvest.