Apocalypse Cockroach

Although Zhang Xiaoqiang had been hit by machine guns all over his head, he had long regarded them as part of his bag. Through the faint light, he searched for control cables for machine guns and cameras.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked carefully at the opposite side of the post. The camera and machine gun on the opposite side were constantly patrolling this side. Zhang Xiaoqiang waited silently. Suddenly the probe deflection direction on the opposite side seemed to be checking something abnormal. In just a few seconds, Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed over a distance of more than a dozen meters below the post, and the rest of it was just natural enough to do it.

Various vehicles entered the open big iron door. Zhang Xiaoqiang listened to Yang Keer's complaint just outside the iron door. Zhang Xiaoqiang was distracted while listening to Yang Keer Qing. As he watched several team members remove a machine gun from the post building, the long tube made him not recognize the caliber, which felt a little larger than the 14.5 mm equipped by the team members.

Long cannon tube, heavy gun body, and that wide and thick engineering plastic supply belt, Mei Feng Ling's machine gun appeared in front of everyone, Zhang Xiaoqiang was very satisfied with today's harvest, anyway, he also had the midline firepower, as long as the mutant bird can probably shoot down.

Speaking of operation, Zhang Xiaoqiang is depressed. How can this thing be used? Zhang Xiaoqiang brought out all the people to move things. Wang Le and they all stayed at the base. No one will take care of the things in front of them for now.

The depressed Zhang Xiaoqiang did not look inside the base of the machine gun head. After passing the gate, the ground gradually widened. The sky above his head also became bright. There was no cloud in the blue sky. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not see anything abnormal in the sky for half a day. Relax slightly and walk towards the inside of the base.

The convoy stayed at the main entrance and Zhang Xiaoqiang walked along the silent cement road with 100 members. He did not know how many automatic fire points were in front of him. For safety reasons, he had to use manual search. The most mysterious place in the villagers' eyes lifted the veil today. Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly moved forward with his acute eyes to search for any suspicious areas.

The base is not as well guarded as Zhang Xiaoqiang imagined. Not far from the gate, apart from seeing some abandoned little bungalows on the roadside, nothing eye-catching. The bungalows are the product of that special historical period. Except for the old and dilapidated, the unexpected feeling of a long storm will leave little impression.

There are also several old liberation trucks parked around some small houses that have been completely rusted by the wind and rain, leaving empty shells of iron behind on the weed-borne ground that seem to tell people something else.

Nearly 800 meters forward, the terrain is more open, and the roadside buildings are dense, with rows of four-story old buildings neatly arranged together, looking vertically in a straight line, like a silent guardian, a little-known secret base.

These buildings are soldiers' dormitories, with an inky green backpack strap on the beams of some of the corridors, with some wind-blown green uniforms hanging on them, a large warehouse-like building not far from the barracks, and a silver-grey rolling door with huge numbers written in red paint, lined up from one to the next.

An iron door in the middle of a row was pulled up and a dark green military vehicle was quietly parked in the house, a convoy directly in front of the head and the rear compartment was tightly wrapped in green tarpaulin.

Zhang Xiaoqiang turned to the military car parked in the garage, walked on the road sprinkled with white bones and pieces of military uniform, the people with rifles carefully guarded the movement around, here is no different from the village town they had searched, scattered buildings filled with all kinds of residual human bones, clothing pieces, shoes without soles, and the large beach has turned into old black blood, except, like, there are no zombies here, in a wide base, no zombies can be seen wandering around.

Carefully bypassing the white bones on the ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang stood in front of the garage door, the military car ink green body filled with grey and white dust, two silver-white "Shaanqi” large words hung in the middle of the car, looking at the 8X8 large carrier in front of him, Zhang Xiaoqiang exclaimed: “There is a carrier to WH. ”

Just as Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed, three corpses flashed out of the back of the convoy, without Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand, several members of the team behind him with a knife shield went up a few times and looked at the corpses who died on the ground in front of him. Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his head and looked farther behind him. The inside of the base remained quiet, and there were no corpses shaking in some corners of the road.

Now he's kind of figured out that if a zombie isn't eaten by a mutant bird, he can only hide in the house, in other words, if the mutant bird comes over, hiding in the house is a good option.

Zhang Xiaoqiang took people to the driver's duty room at the base and got the keys to various military vehicles. A large iron door was opened and a well-maintained military vehicle with a shiny body appeared in front of everyone.

Zhang Xiaoqiang and the people of the base packed all kinds of trophies on time, not he delayed the time, but there was too much unknown about the base. Zhang Xiaoqiang was willing to be careful. Two double-mounted anti-aircraft machine guns and two quad-mounted anti-aircraft machine guns were already ready for launch in order to be ready to attack the sky at any time.

The three sons behind them were packing up the various military vehicles they had found and checking their usage, while Zhang Xiaoqiang walked in with dozens of people like the main building of the office building.

The ground floor is some organ archives. I didn't find anything useful. Zhang Xiaoqiang stepped upstairs to injure...

A variety of seats and folders ravaged the floor, including large chunks of blood and scattered white bones, all of which were not surprisingly fast. Quickly, there were no zombies, none of them were found. On the first floor, they killed several others, but on the second floor there was no zombie. Zhang Xiaoqiang stood by the window of the window where the glass was broken, and stepped on the squeaky broken glass and looked out.

Four anti-aircraft guns waiting to be fired downstairs and a convoy parked next to the garage landed in front of them. A green military vehicle was driven out of the garage, retrieving its sight, and a pure black feather fell into Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes.

Flying feathers that were like a dandelion in his hand, looking at feathers as big as a fan, Zhang Xiaoqiang's mind darkened cold, and he walked into the room beside him to see the same broken glass window.

The base is large, and the buildings they previously saw are just the tip of the iceberg, and along the pavement you can see straight roads leading all the way to the distance, where you can see a lot of low buildings and two large circular squares.

Zhang Xiaoqiang, sitting in a Hummer car, took more than a dozen military vehicles to the deep end of the base. The interior of the base was not like the gate. Although various probes were numerous, no automatic machine guns with circuit control were found.

As the building gets closer and closer to the front, Zhang Xiaoqiang's head gets slightly nervous. He doesn't know how the warehouse in front will actually reap. Since last night, everything has been weird. I don't know what kind of losses will happen on my side after the mutant bird really shows up. But if there is no active powerful weapon, it will be difficult for the base to survive another corpse attack in the future.

The greening inside the base is well done, the road and open ground are full of tall trees. If the leaves of the trees have not yet been exhausted, they are also green. When Zhang Xiaoqiang parked in front of a building like a large warehouse, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the camera deflect into the direction of the convoy in some remote corners.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stepped down and walked down to a probe facing him, lifting Desert Eagle...

The huge pistol flashed in the hand of the man in the World War II uniform, and the screen flowered, and then the other screen was turned into a flower screen with a rifle by some men in the same uniform.