Apocalypse Cockroach

“Really?” Yankee is happy with sniper crossbows, some unbelievable, just clumsy and clumsy.

“You're not right, you should be...” Zhang Xiaoqiang taught her how to string and how to load steel balls and crossbows.

“Ca” Yang Kel put a good crossbow arrow down to aim, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the first zombie killed by Yang Kel. To be honest, that zombie was quite pathetic. The biggest harm to his head was that his skin was not broken at all. From his head down to his waist up, there was no complete bone. All of it was smashed by Yang Kel, which was worse than Ancient Ling.

“Uncle!! Will you leave me and run away?” Yang Qiao asked carelessly, but the sniper crossbow in his hand looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang from time to time.

“Goo doo!” Zhang Xiaoqiang swallowed a sip nervously. Looking at the sharp arrow of the crossbow, the calf slightly shivered.

“This...” Zhang Xiaoqiang's voice was a little dry.

“Hmm?????” Yang Ke 'er has some doubts.

“As long as you insist on training and have the courage to face the zombies alone, I will certainly not leave you behind.” Zhang Xiaoqiang seriously said, only slightly sweating on his forehead.

“Well, I'll definitely keep trying," Yang Ke 'er laughed happily.

“Huh” Zhang Xiaoqiang took a breath.

After a break, two people went on the road again, Zhang Xiaoqiang rode his bike and Yang Keer sat on the beam.

Riding on it, the bicycle began to shake up, and after getting off the bike, I knew when the front tire of the bicycle had been broken, and it had fallen.

“KAO, bad luck” Zhang Xiaoqiang cursed.

“Change of car, come down," he shouted to Yang Keer.

“What kind of car?” Yankee stayed steady on the bicycle beam, "asked Uncle.

“Route 11," Zhang Xiaoqiang said to her by removing the meat jerky from the back shelf.

Zhang Xiaoqiang walked behind the trunk of the meat on the country trail. Yang Keer followed him with a sniper crossbow. Behind him was a lonely bike.

Zhang Xiaoqiang panted with dry meat on his back, Yang Keer shouting to rest. Seeing the sky is a little dim, not far from night.

The next two-storey small ocean building, not far from here, sits alone on the farmland, surrounded by no obstacles, and naturally no corpses everywhere.

Zhang Xiaoqiang decided to spend the night in that little ocean building. Since the last time he was stuck in the house by D2, Zhang Xiaoqiang had a feeling of rejection in the house, but after the night bonfire brought mutant beasts, he still felt that the house was safer than the wild.

This is a typical farmhouse building that has been around for some years, white exterior tiles are no longer bright and the bottom floor of the corner is full of dry yellow moss. There are a number of narrow, fine cracks in the concrete floor in the sun valley in front of the building.

The stainless steel doors and windows of the small building were locked tightly, “Yi, Yi, Yi," Zhang Xiaoqiang hammered the door a few times, then affixed it to the iron door to listen to the movement of the house, the house quietly.

Zhang Xiaoqiang retreated a few steps to measure up the small building and wanted to find a place to turn in.

“Uncle, what are you looking for?” Yang Kel looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang's movements and asked.

“Leave me alone. Don't you see I'm trying to get in?” Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little annoyed.

“I can't go down there. Just go up there!” Yankee yelled at the second floor.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the second floor. There was a balcony above the main door. There was a glass door behind the balcony. I couldn't see clearly on the first floor that the door lock was unlocked. Even if it was locked, it wouldn't matter. Isn't there a hammer?

Zhang Xiaoqiang asked Yang to step on his shoulder and climb up. He went down inside and opened the door on the first floor.

“Uncle, there may be monsters in there!” Yankee looked a little dodgy.

“Are you still afraid of zombies?” Zhang Xiaoqiang asked back.

“Yeah, well, I'm not afraid now.” Yang Ke 'er remembers today's World War Zombie and triumphed.

“Watch it, step on my face. ”

“I'm sorry. Oh, it was close, really close! ”

“Forget it, you step on my head, it's my bad luck! ”

“Uncle, can't reach it. Why don't you step on me? ”

“Is it just me you got on your little board? Ready, up!!!” Zhang Xiaoqiang held Yangkel's sole up.

Yankee's feet went blind in the air a few times and disappeared. “Uncle, wait for me. Oh, I'm going to open the door." Yankee's voice is still outside, and people have disappeared behind the glass door.

“Cawi" the iron door was opened, "Uncle, it's so dark inside, I'm so scared!” Yang Keer's heart palpitated to Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored her and walked into the house. It was not popular for a long time. The house seemed a little shady. Inside is a hall house with a picture of a birthday star hanging from the wall of the door and a * * * * porcelain statue that is no longer visible on the stand next to the portrait. The decor is very ordinary and the white tiles on the ground are slightly discoloured and yellow.

Zhang Xiaoqiang turned around on the ground floor to find the kitchen. Everything in the kitchen was empty except the tank was full. There was no oil and salt sauce and vinegar rice. Even the rats came in and wept.

There is an aisle next to the kitchen that leads up to the back of the building, behind which is a small courtyard with several embryos on both sides, a garage shed with tire tools scattered around the corner and a firewood room. There are also two rooms, one with pork rings and one with a cage room, where there is no smoked meat in the countryside, and naturally no smoked meat. There was an iron fence door in the courtyard that leads all the way to the hill, and a large general on the iron gate was locked in place.

“The owner escaped the virus and fled with food supplies in his car. There is still time to lock the front and rear doors” Zhang Xiaoqiang made a guess.

The downstairs room is a bedroom for the elderly with some old furniture boardbeds. The remaining rooms were used as warehouses, with a little rice scattered on the ground.

The second floor is a living room, a living room with three bedrooms, wooden floors in the living room, a large sofa, and a high-end home theater. The quilt covers in the three bedrooms are all there so you can sleep directly.

Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yang Kel had dinner and burned the bath water in a large pot in the kitchen and took a quick and painful bath.

“You sleep inside, I sleep in the living room, notice if there is movement at night, don't sleep too much.” Zhang Xiaoqiang explained to Yang Qier before going to bed.

“You know, nagging, oh, I haven't slept in bed in a while!” Yankee walked into the bedroom cheerfully.

Zhang Xiaoqiang laid on the sofa cover and closed his eyes. The military knife was placed by his hand. The soft and comfortable sofa relaxed Zhang Xiaoqiang's body and quickly entered his sleep.

One iron pipe stabbed Zhang Xiaoqiang's stomach, Zhang Xiaoqiang was unconscious, with his hand wrapped around the flex to continue sleeping, and the iron pipe patted Xiaoqiang's face again, opening Xiaoqiang's eyes violently.

An eye-catching flashlight came from across the street. Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't open his eyes. A figure behind a flashlight is enough.

It took Zhang Xiaoqiang a while to adjust to the situation in front of him, a homemade hunting gun pointed at him, the light of the flashlight patrolled him to find a hidden weapon.

“Who are you?” The person across the street asked, "You shouldn't be too old to listen to sound.

“I'm a survivor! Take refuge here for now!” Zhang Xiaoqiang said honestly.

“I don't care if you're some fucking survivor, why are you in my house? Say!” The figure is a little angry.

“Drop the gun and let me explain, I'm not a bad person.” Zhang Xiaoqiang persuaded.

“You told me to drop my gun at my house? Damn you.” The man burst out, “Bang” gun butt smashed on Zhang Xiaoqiang's face, Zhang Xiaoqiang covered his face to continue persuading him.

“Don't move, or I'll kill you!” Yankee came out with a sniper crossbow.