Apocalypse Cockroach

Zhang Xiaoqiang understood a little. These weapons were militia weapons collected by the State from the armed forces of the counties. They were originally stored here temporarily to be destroyed. I don't know why. They were all forgotten. I could only accumulate dust here silently until Zhang Xiaoqiang found them.

The guns in the wooden crate are all some used type 53 rifles, along with some type 53 rotary light machine guns, as well as a number of semi-new and semi-old type 56 semi-automatic and sub-machine guns, which may be contained in the wooden crate. Instead, they are better kept than the heavy weapons outside. Looking at the dense linen stacked wooden crate, Zhang Xiaoqiang estimates that the guns here can equip thousands of people.

Dozens of older men constantly moved out some heavy weapons that Zhang Xiaoqiang had noticed. Two 92-style infantry guns parked in the middle. Zhang Xiaoqiang drilled the large iron door of the ammunition depot with a horn cone. As the parts flew down, he saw the final keyhole.

“Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da...”

Unable to reach the final keyhole, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned to run outside the Iron Gate. Shangguan Qiaoyun followed him closely. Guo Fei followed him silently with a straight knife. Others saw that he was also behind Zhang Xiaoqiang with a rifle.

The gunshot was getting closer and closer. Zhang Xiaoqiang came out of the iron gate and saw Sanzi running this way. During the run, he kept shooting backwards, covering the team behind him. Zhang Xiaoqiang noticed something was wrong, and Sanzi went out with 10 people, and now only eight, and two have not seen the shadow yet.

Sanzi was running and shooting, and the battle team behind Zhang Xiaoqiang checked the rifle full of bullets. Zhang Xiaoqiang took an 81-style rifle from Wang's body, pulled out several clips and hit the satchel, pulled the bolt, opened the safety and went forward to pick it up.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't see the other two elite players show up. A piece of red stuff lay on the ground and poured behind them like a tide. Three sons of their bullets rolled up a little blood flower in the red tide. The red tide was not affected in any way, and still poured towards three sons of them.

“Dada da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da

Sanzi gasped and ran over. He did not see Zhang Xiaoqiang's surprise after being supported. “Run..." Sanzi interrupted Zhang Xiaoqiang's inquiry when a loud drink erupted in his chest.

Zhang Xiaoqiang ran away without saying anything. This time, he ran to his front with the battle team behind him. Zhang Xiaoqiang heard the fear hidden in Sanzi's tone. He also saw the red tide that had not yet ended. The priority was to go back to the armory and guard it.

The members of the first battle group have already rushed into the gate. Zhang Xiaoqiang buried his head and waved his arms constantly. The straps of the 81-style rifle in his hand kept shaking in the air. He looked into the door and said, "Ah ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~" A scream came from behind him, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his head and looked back.

A few things that fell on the last elite team member were as big as a cat biting his cheek, and suddenly several bullets like slingshots bounced off the red tide into his body, which hung on him and nailed him to death, constantly biting him.

The player tried to throw something on his body several times, but he couldn't fall down, and a few more bounced out of the red tide and hung it on his shoulder and leg. Finally, he was put down, and he kept rolling over the ground. He struggled to pull a Type 92 pistol from his leg and pull the trigger on the top of what hung on his chest. One, two, a bunch of blood sprayed out of that thing, but that thing just bit him and didn't let go, the gunshot went off seven times, and the red tide drowned him.

Heavy iron door with stinging friction syllable was heavily closed, solid steel latch into the door, all still breathing heavily, “Run... Run... Go upstairs..." Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted, he knew something could pop in from the outside and it was not safe behind the wall.

After hearing it, the crowd continued to run toward the guard building. All of them were moving. Only Guo Fei stood behind the door with a straight knife and watched the sky slowly wait. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at him without talking and ran into the guard building with Guan Qiaoyun.

One, two,... one, two, two, constantly red, big cat stuff bouncing into the wall, two left and right falling behind the door, a straight knife flashing out of them when their bodies in the air just line up.

Their bodies were divided into four valves with blood water falling on the ground, Guo Fei stepped forward, straight knife cut down, one thing bouncing in front of him was evenly split in half from head to tail, he didn't accept the knife, straight knife straight forward to the right waist bouncing in the air, when he lowered the vertical knife, two bloody bodies fell on the ground.

Five more jumped at him from the ground in front of him, two at his right leg, two at his body, and one at his face. Five little reddish monsters sealed all his routes of movement and pounded on him with their eyes.

Guo Fei jumped up and slipped on the steel door latch. Through the force on his foot, he rolled over in the air, knocked on the route to avoid the attack of the five little monsters. As he turned the knife handle in the air, the blank two were slanted in half by a straight knife.

When he landed on the ground with his right foot sliding for half a step, the knife stretched out in front of him and spun his body across to the back, two things that bounced back at him on the iron gate were cut into four mutilated bodies by the knife, and another one escaped the blade straight into his face, the sleeve swayed, the little straight knife hidden in his left sleeve slipped down his palm, as his left hand waved, a shiny little straight knife nailed to the body of the thing with it and fell backwards.

Then the light from the corner of his eyes swept and two more monsters rushed straight at him. Instead of jumping in the air, the two little monsters stuck to the ground and ran fast. When one of them was about to jump in front of his foot, a big foot stamped its triangular little head.

“Bang” his head was stamped open by Guo Fei's heel, two peanut-sized eyes “punched” out and fell on the ground constantly rolling, the other “brushed” from his side to behind him bounced and slammed against his back on the iron door.

Guo Fei felt something on his back chewing on the anti-sting suit. He tried to smash his back onto the iron door. “Squeak..." The thing on his back was screamed by him, but he didn't come down. His wrist didn't put the knife against his back again against the iron door. The sharp knife cut the thing off. He felt like a water ball was cut off on his back. A kind of liquid with warmth slowly penetrated the clothes into his back. His back left the iron door, and the lower half of the thing was cut off from the ground, and the upper half hung firmly on his back.

Zhang Xiaoqiang blocked the entrance to the post building, Sanzi took his man with him and changed the Eighty One to guard it, Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled out the sword, pulled out the horn cone to guard, when those things jumped in Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at one carefully, always felt a little familiar, how to look like mice, although they were all cat big, but still looked like mice, a cat-like rat turned a few laps on the ground, saw Zhang Xiaoqiang standing at the door jumped from the ground, that sharp big teeth straight to Zhang Xiaoqiang's throat bite.