Apocalypse Cockroach

Zhang Xiaoqiang poured himself a glass of water and lit a harvested Tarzan cigarette and took a deep breath. Eighteen bucks of cigarettes, more flavorful and 31269; than five bucks of yellow fruit trees.

Sitting on the sofa with squint eyes, looking at the mountainous supplies in front of you, I felt a little happy. The surrounding smoke carried his thoughts and danced in the air. Zhang Xiaoqiang was just a residential man, a small figure with small civic thoughts. There was no ambition, and he never wanted to be a hero to save the world without meaning.

He liked Meng Zi: "Fish, I will, bear clap, I will; both cannot be combined; those who take bear clap instead of fish, are born, I will, righteous, and I will; neither can be combined, nor can those who give birth to righteousness. The life is better than the living, so it is neither thorough nor evil for me, and the evil is better than the dead, so there is no sickness. And if there is no more to be desired than life, then why should he who is given life not need it? And if there is no greater evil than the dead, then why should there not be a patient? Whether you are born or not, or whether you can survive or not. So whoever wills is better than the living, and whoever is evil is better than the dead. Those who are not alone have hearts and minds, all have hearts, and those who are wise do not lose ears.

A meal, a soybean spoon, a living one, a dead one, a hool with it, a sidewalker with it, a kirk with it, a beggar with it.

Ten thousand bells will not be tolerated without courtesy. Ten thousand bells will not join me! For the beauty of the palace, the sacrifice of wives and concubines, the poorer of what I know shall be me? Is it not enough that the township died for itself and not for itself, but for the beauty of the office? This is a loss of heart. ”

Doesn't mean he's going to be such a saint, he's a selfish little man, he just wants to live in this end of life, and it's also a blessing to wake up every day and breathe the air with a faint corpse odor.

The total of all the food and supplies was about 50 kg of rice, about 20 kg of pork, about 1 kg of fresh fish, about 3 kg of dried seafood, 47 eggs, a cylinder of pickles, a little bit of vegetables, two chicken ducks each, and about 78 kg of oranges. Soy sauce liquor and other seasonings are not counted: 12 packets of Tarzan cigarettes, 20 packets of Blue Box Yellow Crane Building, 1 ½ packets of Red River Building and 47 packets of cigarettes in total. Two bottles of fine rice floral white wine and one bottle of Great Wall Baena red wine. Two bags of milk powder, six bottles of beverages, 22 bottles of mineral water, several medicines of all kinds and several other items of subsistence.

Placing all kinds of living materials together, Zhang Xiaoqiang rubbed his hand out of his backpack and pulled a crossbow, a telescope, and a high anti-tiger tooth knife.

When I went across the platform to search for supplies, I entered a bedroom full of guns and stickers. The owner of the bedroom should be an army fan. I found this crossbow and knife in the closet, and the telescope hung on the wall. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know the crossbow very well and found the instructions for the crossbow.

MP9 Military Anti-Terrorist Sniper Crossbow:

Tensile force: 48kg;

Range: 180M; effective range can reach more than 100M

Net weight: 4.6kg;

Equipped with 1 spare string, 1 large crossbow bag, 1 LED light for crossbow, 1 laser sight, 1 mechanical sight adjustable in 4 directions, 4 * 32 optical sight, 1 set of crossbow tools, 3 long arrows, 1 bag of steel balls, 2 calibration arrows, 4 ordinary arrows.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stringed the MP9 with his foot, placed a steel ball and aimed at the calendar five meters away, opened the safety and pulled the trigger:

“Boom... ”

MP9 suddenly backward frustration, hit his shoulder blade pain, almost didn't hold the crossbow in his hand almost fell to the ground, rubbed his shoulder to look at the calendar. On last year's calendar, the beautiful woman's head didn't fly, the ground was full of paper scraps.

Zhang Xiaoqiang removed the calendar and the cement residue fell to the ground sparsely. A cup-sized cement pit appeared in front of him, and a slightly deformed steel ball was embedded in the wall brick, "hiss...” He sucked in a breath of cold air.

“What a fast speed”...

“How powerful”...

If a zombie gets hit in the head at this distance, I'm afraid the skull will get shot off?

His shoulders were still in hidden pain, and he caressed the crossbow gently with his fingertips, as if he caressed the girl's delicate skin, fearing that he would accidentally hurt it. The textured lacquer is slightly reflective, like the delicate lips of the weak teenager, free from a little mystery and seduction. (I feel like throwing up here, thinking about the importance of a weapon in the end of life, please understand.)

Zhang Xiaoqiang put down the MP9 military anti-terrorist sniper crossbow and picked up the binoculars. This is a silver-grey high binoculars, and the instructions say:

10x50mm Binocular Telescope Observation Magnification: 10x Lens Diameter Ignore Field of View: 114m Minimum Focus Distance at 1000m

Zhang Xiaoqiang took off his goggles and walked to the window and lifted the telescope and looked out. The sky was still dull, and the clouds of dark depression still made him feel the tangle of depression. The zombie downstairs was pulled in front of him, looking at his sharp teeth in his mouth, and he seemed to smell the stench in his mouth.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stood in the window and carefully observed that after 20 days of mutant zombies had begun to develop towards mummies. Hair becomes thin, the flesh on the face slowly disappears only one dry old leather, the zombies are not moving fast, they are hitting walls and automobiles and other obstacles before moving away. Many zombies' shoes start to deform after 20 days of constant wear and tear. Some zombies have shoes on one foot while the other foot is shaking barefoot tall and low.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's family is a long way from the city center, the surrounding buildings are not very high, the highest is only about 8 floors, the population density is small, enough to four or two engineering cars on parallel roads, hundreds of zombies scattered around his house on the road close to kilometers.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked around, the telescope in his hand grew heavier and his arm began to give off a hidden sore pain. One day the food at home would be finished and it was only logical to find a way out of the city. Hundreds of nearby zombies killed him around the building, leaving him with nothing to do.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's gaze turned to the direction of the city center, a strong smoke rushing into the sky was pulled into his gaze by the telescope!!!