Apocalypse Cockroach

Speaking of which, He Wenbin looked at several other people and said: “If we win, we will empty the county city and accumulate supplies. By then, the honest people will have to dig up the mountain. If we can't destroy the zombies, at least we can still hold the base. I will go through the bottom and the base will have enough food for us to eat for 10 years. ”

Looking at the confident He Wenbin, Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded in agreement with He Wenbin's plan. Zhang Xiaoqiang had previously thought of passive defense. Even sending a third son out would lead to the zombies. He Wenbin wanted to get rid of the zombies while they were out of the city. He Wenbin had put the best and worst side in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Zhang Xiaoqiang understood Ho Wenbin's intentions and was able to destroy the zombies, his base was missing a huge threat, and he was able to obtain all the living materials and government reserves of a county city. If not, he also bought time for the construction of the external wall of the base.

“Third Son, go and recruit 100 of those brave people. This time as long as men, they don't have time to train, let them practice as war agents, only those who survive will be eligible to carry guns to eat. If anyone wants to escape in front of the battle, the old team members can give back after firing. ”

“Brush” Sanko stood up and nodded at Zhang Xiaoqiang and turned away.

“Wang Le... you bring your men to me overnight to retrofit two trucks, load me with a 14.5-caliber anti-aircraft machine gun, so that I can fire at any time, and I can run away. ”

Wang Le stood up and nodded to Zhang Xiaoqiang and went out.

“Honestly, you pick up a kilo of meat tickets and ten boxes of cigarettes, whatever else you find useful, I just want you to lift up the motivation of your men and tell them that the three people who accomplish the most tasks can marry their wives, call them captains, enjoy the treatment of the battle squad members, I don't care, the project can be a day before, can be an hour ahead of time, and you have to remember that the warriors in the front are buying you time with blood again. ”

The honest man nodded and walked out.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the others and said: "What are you waiting for here? Why don't you get to work? ”

Everyone but He Wenbin rushed up and ran outward, and the seemingly clumsy fat cook was the fastest running.

Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded to He Wenbin and said: “The internal affairs of the base depends on you. Now the bullet strips are cancelled. All people must carry three base ammunition, and the random vehicle must prepare three base ammunition. ”

Looking at He Wenbin nodded, Zhang Xiaoqiang walked out.

Another morning, the biggest difference today from the past is the loss of young girls walking by the lake this morning, the loss of battle team members waiting for people to show up in front of the villa with all sorts of scarce supplies, it seems that the entire spa base is immersed in an unknown atmosphere of tension, now besides Zhang Xiaoqiang and a few of the women around him, no one on the base does have free time.

A hundred days after the injury, Yuan Yi was once stabbed through the chest by a broken rain brush. Now she is able to move normally. Zhang Xiaoqiang knows that Yuan Yi has not really recovered, no CT, no X-ray. No one in this base lacking anything is sure that Yuan Yi will have any after-effects.

Zhang Xiaoqiang took the women to start their daily early exercise again. The only difference is that there is a dirty little boy today. The little boy is very dissatisfied with Zhang Xiaoqiang dragging him out of bed early in the morning.

Looking at this little boy, Zhang Xiaoqiang was also very confused. Today he dragged the little boy to wash his face. He saw that the little boy in the washing water was like a cat about to be thrown into the sink. He blew up his hair and had to rush out alive. Zhang Xiaoqiang went to stop him and he almost bit him. Finally, Zhang Xiaoqiang really had no choice, allowing him not to wash his face in the future.

Watching the little boy jump alive, Zhang Xiaoqiang remembered that he was digging for fish by the river when he was a kid, and thinking that the base was not yet stable. There was another crisis of this magnitude, and there was some trouble in his mind. Watching the little boy was a little lazy, and running slowly, Zhang Xiaoqiang went up and kicked him in the ass.

The little boy jumped up with his ass covered, his bright, pure eyes staring dead at Zhang Xiaoqiang, looking at the drummed little boy, Zhang Xiaoqiang cursing, “Run, little boy, have you been hiding in your mother's arms all day eating milk? You're a man now, and you're going to have to take your gun to war. ”

When the little boy heard Zhang Xiaoqiang speak of the gun, his eyes became hot, and he didn't stare at Zhang Xiaoqiang. He turned around and ran away quickly. When he saw the serious little boy, Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded. He kicked that foot with little strength, similar to his father kicked himself when he was a child.

He used to be kicked by his father. Now it's his turn to kick. Zhang Xiaoqiang's mood is a little gloomy again.

The conference room was converted into a battle room. In the past, a large J-city map was hung on the wall of the tube projection screen. This was found in the administrative office of the town recovered by Zhang Xiaoqiang. On the map, there was a little blue dot with only a little bit of sesame seeds. This is the base of Zhang Xiaoqiang, which does not even have a place name on the map.

The map is full of large red circles drawn with red pencils. Zhang Xiaoqiang's blue dots are right in the center of the red circle. The red circle is the spreading corpse, looking at the map in front of him, the hot spring base has been completely surrounded.

Of course, Zhang Xiaoqiang is not looking for a bad place, it happens to be in the center of the morgue, but the national circumstances of the country. More than a billion zombies are scattered in the north and south of the Great River, and everywhere they are surrounded by zombies.

Looking at the huge red circle, Zhang Xiaoqiang had a kind of packing the entire base together to take to Tagramagan. That big desert kept not so many zombies.

There is a small blue circle around the Blue Dot, which is an absolutely controlled area of the base, and none of the corpses in it are patrolled by the crew climbing over the hills to kill them clean.

The blue circle was surrounded by a large circle drawn with a black aqueous pen. It was previously swept repeatedly by three sons. There were basically no groups of zombies in it, because the scope was too large, and the scattered zombies were not deliberately searched for.

The blank area behind the black circle is the so-called buffer zone, where a number of zombies have been killed, and where the combatants' primary objective was to kill zombie looters and loot supplies, this opportunity for the team members to salvage quickly stopped as the mass spread.

Looking at the red line spreading out of the blank zone, Zhang Xiaoqiang pondered, the pencil in his hand was drawn on the map, and eventually he threw away the pencil in his hand and sat with his head on the floor looking up at the map on the wall.

In addition to Zhang Xiaoqiang's house, he was a standard military blind. Looking at the map in front of him, he probably figured out the enemy posture. As for where to strike, where to ambush, where to use the terrain, Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes were blackened.

After rubbing his head, Zhang Xiaoqiang stood up again and slowly walked to the front of the map. The terrain of J City was not complicated. There was nothing worthy of the risk except some scattered hills and some hills.

Looking at the map of J City, Zhang Xiaoqiang finally knew why the National Army surrendered during the civil war. J City was unsafe on all sides. Surrounded by the army on all sides, what else could it do besides surrender?

How is Zhang Xiaoqiang's environment similar to that of the National Army? Unfortunately, the zombies did not accept surrender, and there seemed to be no alternative to desperate efforts.

Zhang Xiaoqiang fluttered his head and looked at the map in front of him. The cigarette on his mouth kept spinning green cigarette. His mouth was burning. He spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth and pulled out the cigarette box from his body.

Zhang Xiaoqiang threw the packed cigarette box into the ground and rolled it with the full cigarette butt. He looked up and looked out at the map. He was going to his room to find a cigarette.

Downstairs, the original lively main building was also cooled down, and the busy logistics here in the past were drawn to the construction site to help. Zhang Xiaoqiang was about to go home. A domestic prince motorcycle drove this way. The red painted car flew on the road like a dazzling flame, and the bike was in front of him.