Apocalypse Cockroach

Chapter 158: 158 Networks

He Wenbin above saw Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly disappear, and then a pistol flew over his face. He picked up the pistol and recognized it as Zhang Xiaoqiang's pistol. He was also in a hurry. He didn't know what was going on in front of him. Just two steps forward, he saw a big pit five meters in diameter at the foot. The edge of the big pit was long. From this side to the opposite of the big pit, he could only pass a path less than 50 cm wide below the stone wall. The big pit was very deep. At least, the light of the flashlight couldn't shine deep into the big pit. He didn't know whether Zhang Xiaoqiang was dead or alive. Third Son decided to send someone down to see it. Zhang Xiaoqiang had always rushed to the front. The danger was also borne by him first. Third Son and all the fighting team were obedient to him. Now no one dared to think carefully in this strange environment.

Sanzi left two people shouting constantly by the big pit, took people to the previous warehouse to copy the house, as long as there was something that could be used as a rope to get it back, as long as there was something that could be used as fuel to get it back, the sandwich walls on both sides of the alley were removed, then the light lit up the whole space in this dark cave, everyone seemed to see the other way to another hole, nobody cared, now the priority is to fish Zhang Xiaoqiang out of the pit first.

A wire was strapped together and tied to a member of a battle group. He stood slowly downhill with his flashlight on the wire slope. The light column of the flashlight was still smooth except for his downhill slope. Otherwise, he could only pray that Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was on the slope like a blade, was upright like a long gun, and also in the shape of a micro peak, looked at the sharp corner, had to numb his hair. If he could leave a whole corpse on it, he would have burned a lot of incense and had bad luck cut into a few pieces, it was not impossible. He could only pray that Zhang Xiaoqiang below could leave a whole corpse, otherwise it would be difficult to get it up!

Looking at everything in front of him, he could barely hold the flashlight. Down below is an inverted triangular concave ground, with huge or small boulders on the concave floor. The large quadrilateral is as big as a truck's head, the small circle slips away as a round table, and the smaller one is invisible, all blocked by the dense and numb zombies underneath. There are no shortage of D-type zombies. And the S-type zombie, on the slope two meters high from the zombie, the boss Zhang Xiaoqiang stepped on the handle of a sword, his upper body was on the slope, his hands seemed to be holding something, so he and the group below, sometimes the S-type zombie jumped from below to try to grab Zhang Xiaoqiang and eat the body, but their own body was small, the slope was too steep, Zhang Xiaoqiang's The foot almost fell off again.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stuck one hand and one triangle firmly into the slope. All he knew now was that he couldn't give up. It was dangerous. He was in a terrible position. Most importantly, he couldn't see himself. He had figured out what was underneath him. He had not seen the corpse of a zombie and the white bone of a human being before. What was underneath would move again. That is, someone must have used the terrain to lead the zombie into the pit. There were only a few zombies who died in the pit. Other zombies could not move in the pit until Zhang Xiaoqiang and they fell into the pit as well. Zhang Xiaoqiang slipped and stepped on the round thing was the head of a zombie. When he thought of himself, he almost fell into the zombie pit, and he fell into the zombie pit with a cold sweat on his back. He was not afraid. What he was afraid of was that his eyes were smudged and he fell in, then The biggest drawback of a zombie becomes the biggest advantage, and the biggest hold of that little strong will be useless.

He could only wait silently, he did not know if the third son would let people down, he hoped that the third son would let people down, but he did not rely on the third son to let them down. He had always lived in danger and despair on his own until now. Now he could only insist that if he could not persist, he would take out the three hand grenades hidden in the satchel and go to the end with the zombies, and find a few cushioned backs until a ray of light was shining beside him.

The people above pulled Zhang Xiaoqiang from the bottom, and Zhang Xiaoqiang sat on the ground despite his image as soon as he reached the top. He unwrapped the military kettle and drank the water with pain. He went down there to find his man and bragged to his companions about how many corpses he saw below. The terrain below was so dangerous, Zhang Xiaoqiang carefully measured this man.

This man is not young, about 24 or 5 years old, a little taller than Zhang Xiao Qiang, more than 170 cm, his body is very thin, and just the appearance of more than 100 kg head, the uniform on his body obviously does not fit, even if armed belt is worn, no one else wears tight body, wears a large black frame glasses, a hemp cord to tie the glasses to his head to die, his face is very ordinary, can even be said to be frustrating, easily bullied, just didn't expect him to dare to fight hard, and to live to this day, the peril just did not let him wither, but there is a young man's livelihood.

“What's your name?” Zhang Xiaoqiang had some impression of his glasses, as if he was one of the few people who fled into the small courtyard with He Wenbin Lu Renyi, and also one of those who fought with himself. Although he looked frustrated, he behaved more manly than those grown men who looked fierce.

The man saw Zhang Xiaoqiang ask his name and immediately came down. He dared not look Zhang Xiaoqiang in the eye, but bowed his head and said: “My name is Nettleworm...”

“The net? The net?..." His voice was a little small, Zhang Xiaoqiang still didn't understand.

“My name is Wang Chung, I used to like the internet, people used to call me Nettleworm...” Maybe Zhang Xiaoqiang's interrogation excited him, he talked about it constantly...

Wang Chung is nine years younger than Zhang Xiaoqiang. He was born in 87 years. His parents have no background in the family. Like most people, he lives a normal and simple life. The conditions in the family are not good or bad. Wang Chung, who grew up in this family, is natural and ordinary. His parents are small people. Wang Chung's instruction is to endure a moment of calm and calm, take a step back into the sea and wide sky. Never cause any more trouble outside. The ordinary Wang Chung has always listened to his parents' instructions. In other people's view, this is a natural peace, unhappy struggle, a little cowardly and a little inferior.

Wang Cheng was also accustomed to cowardice and inferiority in the eyes of others. Until he graduated from college to work outside, it was also time to run. He accidentally helped a big boss with a small favor. The big boss looked at him and signed a 2 million list with his unit. He promised that in the future all kinds of finished products would be taken from his unit. He received 200,000 dividends in vain. Approaching the New Year's Day, he put all the cash in his bag and drove home while doing the bus. Now he had earned money and lost confidence. On the day of the virus outbreak, he slept on the long distance bus home. Think of your parents who haven't seen you for a year, think of your sister who has gone to college, think of your grandmother's healthy, loving smile, and think of her four years ago. He grins. This time, he will use the courage he has accumulated for four years to find her, to face her. Regardless of the outcome, it is good to get together, to find true love, to lose old love. Only by taking this step will he be able to face life, to enjoy life, to create life like a real man.

Then he went through all kinds of danger and suffering and finally fled to the outskirts of J city. Only a few dozen people on the bus escaped alive. After joining Brother Long, his blood sedimentation at the bottom of his heart arose. He became a rice eater, and he also survived.