Apocalypse Cockroach

In the distance, two twin hills stand opposite each other, about the same height, about the same shape, one mountain is planted full of green bamboo, the other is full of laurel trees, you can see a concrete step from the bottom of the hill surrounding the mountain waist to the top of the hill, there are two imitation lofts built on the top of the hill, although it is late spring season, the plant leaves on both hills began to fall, looking at not a piece of emerald green, but a piece of dead yellow clamped with some dark brown, green only star dots, embellished in it.

Where the twin hills are connected is a small valley, which is blocked by a peripheral iron fence, which is planted with rows of tall bushes for one person, blocked by shrubs, the people outside can't see the inside, and an electric sliding door is wrapped in the middle by an iron fence.

A cement path that allows four vehicles to run side-by-side stretches under a large bluestone palace, and the palace is just a few dozen meters away, with the red bottom of Phnom Penh painting "Yu Mei Mei Quan Tang Tang Valley", three log-plated wooden houses three meters behind the palace, a plaque hanging in the reception room in the middle, and two corpses like mummies roaming around the house.

“Touch..." After a few shots, the zombies arrived on the ground before and after, Zhang Xiaoqiang took the car to the door of the electric telescopic door full of dust, the car just stopped, several zombies jumped out of the exit of the electric door one person was tall and half open, the zombies came suddenly, no one was prepared, all the people were in the car, watching the zombies pounce on the car they were in and scratched and scratched.

Those battle groups who got their guns and were coddled by cow B did not dare to move in the car, not even a single person dared to shake the window and stick the gun out, afraid that they would open the window and get buried by a zombie, and some cars even tried to start up and turn around to escape.

“Touch...” a zombie was hit by the door opened by Zhang Xiaoqiang, Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped out of the car empty-handed, his leg would fall on the ground and the neck of the zombie was kicked. He saw the man with the gun panicked and felt very frightened, even without the guts? Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled out his pistol and loaded it onto the small car trying to escape. The pistol bullet shot the rear cover and the waiting glass through several small holes. A scream came from inside the car. When the scream came out, the body of the car stopped.

Zhang Xiaoqiang kicked three ordinary zombies to the ground before, and asked the three sons who got down to the car to chase down all the men left in the car. Zhang Xiaoqiang kicked a heel of the zombies struggling on the ground and looked at the men who were afraid to shrink in front of them.

“Upper bayonet...” Zhang Xiaoqiang drank loudly and heard Zhang Xiaoqiang's orders that all those with guns, including Shangguan Qiaoyun and Sanzi, put bayonets on their rifles.

“Target, zombie, stick the gun forward ~” Zhang Xiaoqiang issued another order. Everyone raised the bayonet and stabbed the dead body on the ground. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not stop. Everyone did not stop the bayonet. Everyone stabbed the dead body like this. Everyone performed differently when stabbing the knife. Some were excited, some were afraid, some had red eyes and bitten their teeth off, some were pale, their legs trembled, some were afraid to squeeze their bodies forward a few knives less than others, others were dealing with their errands, and others were constantly retreating.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at 1911A1 obliquely at each of their faces and kept in mind their performance. Some of them performed well in rebellion, but they could not continue to stay in battle squad when faced with zombies. After all, the main enemy of humankind is not humankind itself, but more than 6 billion zombies spread over five continents and four oceans.

Zhang Xiaoqiaoyun's performance impressed Zhang Xiaoqiang. She stabbed a zombie together with several grown men. She had no fear or excitement. She had been calm. She knew that the point of the zombie was the head. Her target was also the head of the zombie. She stabbed the head of the zombie with one knife, and the rifle in her hand was stable. Each assassination was precise. She didn't want to stab herself like the grown man around her. She didn't want to yell at herself. She was silent. She bit her lips and looked at the brains of the zombie's head to endure the vomit in her heart. As long as Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't stop, she stabbed the stabbing into the head of the zombie one time at a time. No hesitation, no struggle, no pause, no softening of hands.

“Stop..." With Zhang Xiaoqiang's orders, the crowd stopped. Some people may have killed red eyes, or maybe the fear they had previously saved had spilled out. They turned a deaf ear to Zhang Xiaoqiang's orders, and the bayonet in their hands stabbed in and out on the rotten meat pile beneath them one at a time.

“Pa Pa Pa...” After the three shots, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the men with red eyes breathing heavily. They had all stopped, but had not yet calmed down their excitement.

All the men and women looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang, Zhang Xiaoqiang lowered the empty magazine, and there was a new magazine stuck full of bullets in the handle. He held the pistol in his hand and looked in front of one of the men or raised his head to chest full of tide · red, or looked down at the toe slightly trembling.

“Who drove the car that just turned around and tried to run? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang's tone was low. He looked into everyone's eyes, and the cold contained seemed to freeze everyone's soul. The three men had to look at a man standing beside them in his thirties with a dead face. The man looked at his companion with a different look at himself. Soft hair beneath him knelt on the ground, shaking violently. He didn't even have the courage to raise his head. He looked at the ground beneath him and waited for Zhang Xiaoqiang's punishment.

Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly walked towards him, and the sound of military leather shoes banging on the cement floor struck his heart, until Zhang Xiaoqiang's dusty upper appeared in front of him, and he saw Zhang Xiaoqiang's toe, he put his forehead on the ground, his body shaking more and more.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at this man, this man was also one of the people who had just done something in the assassination of the zombie. He raised his right hand, and the gun in the black hole pointed at his head. All the men looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang and raised their guns and their heads at the same time tightened. They knew that Zhang Xiaoqiang was going to kill a hundred soldiers and was the home of deserters on the battlefield for thousands of years.

“Touch...", as Zhang Xiaoqiang's right hand trembled, the man fell silently on the ground, the skull bone was drilled out a large hole, the bullet passed from his chin, blood continued to flow from his head, his body was still spasmodic, and his legs were still sucking and moving.

Zhang Xiaoqiang lifted his hand and pointed the pistol at a man who couldn't help himself during the assassination, the man saw Zhang Xiaoqiang's gunshot and pointed at himself. His face was like a layer of powder brushed on, his body trembled more powerful than the man just now, “Zhaoqiao..." His teeth kept kowtowing, and he saw his chest held high, his breath could not come out inside.