Apocalypse Cockroach

The campfire was bright and warm on his body. Zhang Xiaoqiang sat idly by the campfire grinding his army knife. Yankee was wrapped tightly in silk and stared at the campfire, her body was shaking constantly, and the food in the lunch box beside her had not moved a bite. I want to be scared.

Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at the corner of her eyes. She was just grinding the blade with sandstone. The previous day's high-intensity use caused some damage to this high-imitation tiger tooth. The life-saving guy should naturally take care of it.

In addition to the “crackling” sound of the firewood burning, only the sound of the sharpening stone sharpening the blade circles in the night.

“Uncle, will I die?” Yang Qiao suddenly raised his face and asked Zhang Xiaoqiang. Bright eyes look at him.

“Yes!” Zhang Xiaoqiang said with certainty, "Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, maybe next month, maybe next year, depending on your luck!” Zhang Xiaoqiang remembered the first time he faced a zombie, picking up the lid and launching an attack.

“Uncle, can you protect me?” She looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with a begging look.

“No!” Zhang Xiaoqiang said with greater certainty, "I don't even know if I can continue to live, maybe I will die in front of you tomorrow.” When I think of the scars and the mutant cat, when I think of the anger of D2 lying on the top of the bus, I think of hanging on the fence, up and down unable to despair.

Yankee's eyes dimmed and a dead breath floated in her face. “has begun to despair.” Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at her face and felt it.

She did not speak anymore, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not speak. She only measured the military knife by the fire. The time she watched it was a bit boring. Suddenly, my mind flashed through the hopeless memories of the end of my life when I woke up.

“Do you want to live?” Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly opened his mouth and broke this silence.

She looked up at him staring at him, somewhat confused.

“Do you want to stay alive?” Zhang Xiaoqiang opened her eyes again and nodded brightly.

“If you want to continue living in this afterlife, you can only live on your own!” Zhang Xiaoqiang remembered that he had fired a gun at a time and had worked so hard at home to exercise himself.

“On your own???” Yang Ke 'er has some doubts.

“From now on, you have to forget everything.” Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at her and said.

“You're no longer your parents' petite daughter, you're no longer your teacher's naughty student, you even have to forget you're a woman.” Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly remembered his previous happy life as a resident man.

“You have to learn to observe zombies, face zombies, until you kill them!” Zhang Xiaoqiang preached in a human tone.

“How do I kill???” Yankee asked.

“Your body is flexible and fast.” Her mind flashed through the scene where she pulled the train to make a fuss.

“As long as you're not afraid, ordinary zombies won't be able to chase you, just be careful to evolve zombies... ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang constantly taught her his experience and told her some of his experiences. Yankee gradually gained confidence.

“Thank you, uncle!” Yang Keer thanked him.

“Sleep early and start working out tomorrow!” Zhang Xiaoqiang cautioned.

“Oh” Yankee lay down in a quilt. “Uncle, what do you think of watching me take a bath this morning? How's it look?” Yankee asked suddenly.

“Lost money, no breasts, no hips, no hips. The whole body is empty!!” Zhang Xiaoqiang's consciousness emitted exclamation!

“Humph” Yang Ke 'er turned around and ignored him.

The night grew colder and Yankee in her sleep unwittingly approached the fire. Zhang Xiaoqiang placed a few pieces of wood between her and the bonfire, fearing that she would roll into the fire by accident.

Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to sleep, but always thought something would happen at night. This strange feeling upset him. He didn't know when it would come or when it would leave. Whenever it appeared he always had bad luck, the first time he was torn to death by rain, the second time he was torn to death by a mutant cat. This is the third time.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not want to wake Yang Qiao. He did not know when the danger appeared or where it came from. At least he can take care of it a little bit in front of her.

The night breeze danced like a fairy, dancing like a ghost in the surrounding shadow. Warm ground fire light can no longer give Zhang Xiaoqiang a touch of heat, strange and sinuous feeling penetrating the bone marrow.

Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up the good strings on the sniper crossbow, used the steel crossbow arrow he could not use during the week, checked the military knife on his waist, held the iron gun in his hand, or some felt unsafe to pick up the hammer and stick it in his waist.

Zhang Xiaoqiang waited silently by the fire for the impending unknown. As time passed, his mind became more nervous. Zhang Xiaoqiang hates this feeling, as if everything is controlled by heaven, and you can only be a little chess piece, you will be trampled at any time. Even if he were exposed to D2, he would not be willing to wait for this unknown danger.

After a long time, a tall figure crushed the night like an ancient giant beast and appeared on the flames. Zhang Xiaoqiang gauged.

Two roughly sharp corners on a large head seemed to pierce the night as if they were going to spin from root to root and gradually sharp, hiding a metal cold light in the light of fire.

Two giant hooves are strong and firm, while the rest are hidden in the dark. “What kind of monster is this? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know what the mutant animal in front of him was, that sharply large horn, crude shoe absolute power is amazing.

Zhang Xiaoqiang dared not move, afraid that the monster would misunderstand him as a threat to it. In big dog contact, he knew that not all mutant animals were dangerous to people. He exhaled slowly and inhaled slowly, motionless. Just pray in your heart that the monster walks away on its own.

The monster walked forward two steps to gauge the flames, some curiosity seemed a little afraid, and the gods were a little dodgy. Zhang Xiaoqiang, standing next to the campfire, was ignored by it.

Zhang Xiaoqiang also measured the monster, head to foot about 160 cm tall, the hairy spotted barb is slightly yellow, and the thick body looks like a wall. Take a closer look at the shadow of the goat, he's not sure, the horn he's seen is thick and short and slightly backward, and the horn of the monster is more like the horn of the African antelope, straight and long.

Time slowly passed, the monster slowly leaned over, Zhang Xiaoqiang became more vigilant, and the crossbow arrow in his hand aimed between his eyes. The atmosphere was a bit strange, the monster was interested in fire, he aimed at the monster, Yankee slept by the fire and knew nothing.

The monster seemed to have lost interest in the flames and took a step back to prepare to leave.

A spark erupted on the burning firewood, and the monster was frightened and rushed towards the fire at the corner. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know that the target of the monster was a burning bonfire. The "Zhang Xiaoqiang" crossbow appeared on the monster's brain door, and the tail of the arrow slightly shivered.

The monster stopped and put the head of the crossbow still nailed against Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang suffered at the corner of his mouth, and the crossbow arrows couldn't shoot the monster. What weapon could he use to deal with it?

Zhang Xiaoqiang threw away the sniper crossbow and grabbed the iron gun, “Immunity!” Now there is no place to run, flee into darkness to die faster, his eyes are not as good as monsters.

The monster seemed to hurt so bad that he dumped his head and tried to throw the crossbow arrow out. If it did not succeed, he would be angry at Zhang Xiaoqiang.

The monster shook a few hooves at him and two sharp horns pointed at him.

The tail of the iron gun slanted into the ground, and Zhang Xiaoqiang leaned forward into an lunge, pointing the gun at the monster's head, waiting for it to hit itself.

The monster rushed up, the cat didn't change fast, but it wasn't smaller than the D2-type zombie. Zhang Xiaoqiang rolled over to the edge the moment he hit the gun head.

The first is the sound of a collision and the second is the sound of a broken head. Zhang Xiaoqiang was lying on the ground and saw the iron gun turn into two knots. In his heart, he pulled out cold!

The monster was also harmed by a huge impact, and his forefoot was a little twitchy. Shaking his head seemed to want to wake up, the chance was rare. Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed forward and turned over the monster. His left hand grabbed the fur on his back neck and the military knife on his right hand plunged it into his neck.

The sound of the skin in the knife blade is like a medium defeat, it is stabbed and then slipped away. The monster was very dissatisfied with Zhang Xiaoqiang riding on it and jumped up and down.

The military knife was thrown down by Zhang Xiaoqiang and his hands around his neck were snapped to death. There was only one thought in his mind: “I'm not going to kill him either. ”