Apocalypse Cockroach

Zhang Xiaoqiang made another mistake unconsciously. His eyes could see the clouds, not everyone else could see them. Plus, Zhang Xiaoqiang had Wang Le remove the anti-sky observation mirror, the machine gun crew could not see it. But even if Wang Le did not remove it, the machine gunmen could not see the shadow circling in the sky at the first time. The endless night sky is the best disguise for shadows.

Everyone looked up at the night sky and nobody spoke. They were waiting for Zhang Xiaoqiang's orders. Many people looked at the so-called sky with guns loaded on their shoulders. Zhang Xiaoqiang was not in charge of his men's confusion. He stared at the shadow constantly for a moment.

The shadow doesn't look big. Only Zhang Xiaoqiang can see a shadow much bigger than the peanut shell in the night sky. He knows that the seemingly small shadow actually flies too high. He's not an air defenseman. He can't estimate the actual height of the thing, but he knows that the thing must be different, otherwise it won't give him an unbeatable sense of oppression.

The shadow was not tight. The night sky over Zhang Xiaoqiang's head circled. Zhang Xiaoqiang and hundreds of team members waited tightly on the ground. Time was slowly passing, but no one dared to paralyze carelessly. Zhang Xiaoqiang's abilities were known to everyone, even if some new team members did not know, old team members would let them know.

In this atmosphere, Zhang Xiaoqiang has been gradually given mythology. His abilities have been exaggerated by some conscious people. Several managers of the base know that the team members below gradually deify Zhang Xiaoqiang, but at the same time they pretend not to know. As a result, all team members have a kind of awe for Zhang Xiaoqiang.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang is so nervous and naturally drives the nerves of the team members. In their eyes, Zhang Xiaoqiang is omnipotent. Hundreds of thousands of zombies were easily burned to ashes by Zhang Xiaoqiang. Now the base is full of ashes. In their hearts, something that can make Zhang Xiaoqiang nervous must have a big future.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know the minds of the team below. He was just staring at the shadow of the sky. Even if the corner of his eyes was already sour, he would not dare to blink. Over time, the shadow in the sky never fell. At the end of the day, he actually flew away for a circle.

As soon as the shadow flew away, the sense of oppression in Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart immediately disappeared. Although this sense of oppression came unknown and walked unknown, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart was planted with a thorn. He didn't know what it was or when it was coming back.

After the dissolution order was issued, all the team members went back to bed with a fog water, but Zhang Xiaoqiang left the third son. The two went to the side of the camp. Zhang Xiaoqiang said something he saw to the third son. Now even the third son began to be confused. He was unable to think of anything to stare at the camp at night.

“Brother Cockroach, isn't someone flying over our heads in your book? You know, birds don't leave their nests at night. ”

Hearing Sanzi's guess, Zhang Xiaoqiang thought about shaking his head for a moment. Even if an airplane was attracted by a bonfire, Zhang Xiaoqiang had a fighter jet on his hand. Even more unlikely if it was a fighter jet, the speed of the fighter jet would be more than a dozen miles. That thing has been hovering over his head all the time. If it were an armed helicopter, it would be almost as if the noise from the helicopter could not be concealed.

Two people guessed and couldn't figure out, in the end only went to sleep, lay on the floor Zhang Xiaoqiang was still worried about the midnight thing, although the shadow had already flown away, but there was always a feeling in his heart, they might still encounter, for the feeling of oppression from the shadow Zhang Xiaoqiang did not take heart, if that thing wanted to attack him first had to go down to the ground, as for the ground, it was not certain who would clean up who.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's convoy is driving on a wide parking road, the road surface is well maintained, and there are not many vehicles turned over on the side of the road. I would like to come to this road. There are usually few vehicles entering the mountain area. Zhang Xiaoqiang has not seen many zombies on the side of the road. The side of this road is also different from other national roads. There are not many buildings and it looks very monotonous.

The young man sat next to Zhang Xiaoqiang, probably because the neighborhood was frightened, he was a little excited, his face was a little pale, he did not know what happened to the father and old man who stayed in his hometown, he was scared, afraid that the parents who pushed the door and became a zombie would jump at him, afraid to see the familiar neighbors of the past turned into zombies.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the old-fashioned embryo houses on the side of the road. There was some exclamation in his heart. To say that China's economy was OK in these years. At least most people still had a few bucks in their pockets. But the houses here were still about the same as they were a few decades ago. Obviously, the people here were quite conservative. If they worked elsewhere, the young people would have gone out to work long ago, and they would have kept these old houses there?

As the convoy slowly drove forward, the young man around him was excited, pointing to a building in front of him and saying, "There, there, there, that's my house..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang was not listening to his nagging. He asked Shangguan Qiaoyun to drive towards the house. Dozens of big cars in the back followed Zhang Xiaoqiang's Hummer car forward.

The village is at the foot of a mountain, the building inside is not the same as the embryo house Zhang Xiaoqiang had previously seen. It is almost a small building of clear color. There are many trees in the middle of these buildings, but there is a feeling of a few centuries of extraterrestrial origin, of course, if the leaves have not been exhausted.

Zhang Xiaoqiang walked on the trail at the entrance of the village. The young man behind him seemed impatient, but he took a few steps and began to hesitate. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not go to admire the countryside of the village. He measured it with his acute eyes.

“How many people are there in your village?” Zhang Xiaoqiang found something wrong and pulled the young man to ask.

“We don't have a lot of people in the village, and it's a few hundred years old.” The young man looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang very confused.

“Attention, all hands on alert, anti-aircraft machine guns set up..."

After Zhang Xiaoqiang issued the order, all the team members began to busy, and the third son rushed from the rear team to the front and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang and asked: "Brother cockroach, what is going on? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang pointed at the quiet village and said: "Didn't you find Big and you haven't seen a zombie yet? ”

Sanzi looked back and carefully measured the small village. The small village has fewer than 100 small buildings. The small towers are relatively wide distributed among the small towers. There is an unknown tree planted on one of the rubble trails. On the side of the trees is a blank small vegetable swamp. In the middle of the vegetable swamp, you can also see some small ponds without a drop of water.

It does not matter. In the past, if you enter the village, you will encounter no zombie, you will not see any zombie, not even the zombie body, the whole village quietly, as if all the natives suddenly disappeared overnight.