Apocalypse Cockroach

Big blackbirds may be seen swimming blades in the rain, and two rookies with hairs are excited. They hover in the air with a smooth chirp. When a big bird flies up to the sky, a rookie sinks down to the ground, and its goal is not Zhang Xiaoqiang, but to replace the two four-way assemblies of bullets at the tunnel entrance.

One rookie flashed his body halfway through the sky, seemingly avoiding the bullets that did not exist, and pounded straight at the mouth of the tunnel with an anti-aircraft machine gun. The other rookie hovered in the air and sang out loud, seemingly calling for danger and seemingly encouraging his brothers to cheer.

A man needs a lot of suffering and pain to grow up, a rookie wants to be an old bird, often a dead bird by accident, a rookie learns to dive like Tucas into a quadruple launch port, and nobody cares about it at first, because the goal of the two machine gun groups is that big blackbird.

Momentarily, the rookie approached the machine gun body, except that two four-loaded guns were still in the cave. The rookie had an incorrect diving angle and was about to hit the stone wall at the tunnel entrance. It was helpless to quickly climb up and wait until the sky it dived down again.

Machine guns are not stupid, but they are. When the rookie started diving for the second time, the muzzle of the two anti-aircraft machine guns had been pointed at it. Eight long light chains covered it up. The rookie made a cheerful noise. The scholar Big Blackbird flipped and moved in the light chain. As it approached quickly, the light chain became dense outside.

By the time the rookie wanted to get out of the light chain, it was too late. After a loud bang, the rookie was torn in half by a long light chain, and half of the rookie had smashed into the place and rolled fast. The blood was sprayed out with internal organs and spilled all over the floor. As the rookie rolled, the bright red blood drew an abstract painting on a wide road.

After this rookie's first strike, only a few cowardly rookies were excited to see that their brother had not received any harm, and he dived right behind the previous rookie, this time watching his brother torn in half, turning his head in fear, and panicked and hit the light chain next to him.

Half the rookie's ass and the tip of his right wing were gone at that time. The painful rookie cried out loudly, clapping his short half-cut wings and flying towards the big blackbird. In its twisted flight, blood poured out of his ass like a torn faucet, and countless blood spots dripped into the air like rain curtains.

Big blackbirds hovering in the air ready to find new opportunities to throw them down again. At this moment, the rookie's wail kept coming. Big blackbirds scratched their wings and then the airflow turned their heads in the direction of the rookie, and their bodies only halfway around, but they saw their children dragging their injured asses and wanting to fly on their side desperately.

The big blackbird immediately slapped huge wings and rolled up a wind like lightning towards his child, the rookie's wings were short, the flight was unstable, his body was shaking left and right in the air was not as clever as before, slowing down means the anti-aircraft gunner had enough time to rotate the wheel to adjust the muzzle.

Just a few dozen metres away from his child, the long light chain caught up with the flying rookie, dotted with fluorescent, large-calibre bullets penetrating the rookie's back.

In the eyes of the big blackbird, the flying child stagnates instantly, followed by countless blood flowers in the chest, followed by many large holes in front of the child's chest, blood spots, broken bones, and guts spraying out of the big hole.

The rookie was like a plane that had been shot down, a rookie that had fallen to the ground, "touching...” The rookie's huge body was constantly sliding forward on the ground until it stopped for a long time, and a long, rough blood path stretched from where the rookie had fallen under the rookie, and that kind of red could be clearly seen in the sky.

The big blackbird is stupid, it subconsciously slaps its wings in the air, and it keeps whistling around it, looking at the bloody red road on the ground and the rookie lying on the edge of the bloody road, it cries out for his child, the rookie has broken his temper, so likely to respond?

A long, thick warhead rubbed over his shoulder, and countless feathers burned at high temperatures drifted off, and the pain in his shoulder caused him to roll unconsciously in the air to avoid that spot of stray bullet, just in this direction, he didn't see his other child.

The big blackbird flew to his child's previous place, shouting loudly, without receiving a response from the other child, wandering anxiously in the air, a rookie body torn in half by a large caliber bullet was imprinted in its curtain.

The Big Bird went mad and stared dead at two Type 56 14.5 mm anti-aircraft machine guns at the tunnel entrance, sending a heartbreaking mourning rushing over there.

Machine gunmen cheered loudly, they solved two big birds at once, so that Zhang Xiaoqiang's chances of survival improved again, they had no reason not to cheer, nor had they forgotten their mission during the cheer, they switched bullets quickly, guarded the big blackbird hovering in the sky, and when everything was ready, the big blackbird was pouring down.

The tremendous roar of anti-aircraft machine guns kept echoing in the tunnel, no one but two groups of machine guns could stand here anymore, the tremendous roar shook the eardrums of people, the arms of the members of the machine gun group wearing soundproofers like headphones flew in their ears, the disguised wheels spinning like wheels, and a quadruplet of guns aimed constantly at the Big Monster bird spraying a two-metre high fire tongue.

The Big Bird kept closing in to the machine gun position in a dense rain of bullets. Two anti-aircraft machine guns were enough to seal the narrow hole. As the Big Bird approached, more and more bullets were biting on its body. Finally, the Big Bird had to lean up and hit the stone wall at the tunnel entrance.

The moment the big bird hit him, his body dangerously scraped through the stone wall, steel-like claws caught on the stone wall, and the big bird flew away at a high altitude, and the crushed stones it scratched with its claws fell toward the tunnel entrance.

Apart from the fact that the top of the barrel of the anti-aircraft machine gun was exposed to the outside, the rest of it was inside the tunnel, and the rocks falling from it did not cause any damage to the anti-aircraft machine gun, except that the falling dust blocked their sight.

Just as the machine gun team waited for the dust to fall, a raging wind swept from the outside, and countless dust poured into the tunnel to dye the machine gun and the body all white. The machine gun team members had seen the scene when the big bird fan wings had been blown. As a squad leader shouted and drank, the two anti-aircraft machine guns fired at the dust in the sky until all the bullet chains had finished, the machine gun noise stopped.