Apocalypse Cockroach

Within the base, the team members and the members of the logistics team happily moved all kinds of materials into the car, and Yankee sat behind a writing desk and watched a bitter-faced team member show Yankee what they thought was good. Anything that Yankee looked at must belong to her, and her name is USA, and she will receive personal income tax.

Further afield, Chen Ye grabbed Lieutenant Huang Quan's wrist and threw him in a circle and poured a little dust. Lieutenant Huang Quan moaned painfully on the ground.

When he finally climbed up from the ground, he rubbed the eyelids of the beaten city panda, went two steps to chase behind Chen Ye's ass and continued to say something. Chen Ye ignored him. After a while, Huang Quan went to hug Chen Ye, and he was kicked out with one foot. When Huang Quan climbed up from the ground again, his butt chased behind Chen Ye.

Teammates from afar watched Chen Ye and Huang Quan's romantic comedy intensify action movie, betting against each other that Huang Quan could not climb up after several rounds. The sergeant who smoked and drank alcohol and Lu Xiaobu were sneaking up on their backs to see what they were talking about. As they said, they looked up to see if anyone was watching this side. After that, the two of them carried a marching backpack towards a corner and touched it.

Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored the farce outside. He sat in a separate small room with two things on the table under his eyelids, a bird's head the size of a basin, and a black crystal similar to an egg. This black crystal is similar to a mouse's crystal. The logistics team handed it over after seeing this thing in the broken meat.

After the third son gave it to Zhang Xiaoqiang, Zhang Xiaoqiang remembered what was on the mouse, so he brought the big bird's broken head into this secret room, looked at the bird's head Zhang Xiaoqiang psychological hesitation, the last time he suffered the sin he still remembered fresh, now let him choose, he still has some heart defects.

He sat in his chair, watching this bird's head mess up, thinking a lot, thinking about his helplessness in the face of D2 for the first time, thinking about raising his pistol to a high-explosive bomb in a rat wave, and thinking about his intimate contact with the big blackbird today...

The rat king blade saw on the head of the big bird. As the rat king blade saw, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt a strange power on the head of the big bird. Apart from the skull of the rat king, the rat king blade continued to slide aside, always looking very weak.

As Zhang Xiaoqiang constantly corrected the direction, he found that it was the uneven skin on the head of the big bird that was acting weird. That layer of skin could rebound the external force, the greater the force, the greater its rebound force, the smaller the similar force, the smaller its rebound force.

Now Xiaoqiang understands why a large-calibre anti-aircraft machine gun can bleed on a large bird so that it cannot be killed. After the tip of the bullet instantly punctured the skin of the big bird, the skin of the bird jammed out, and then ejected the bullet out of the body through that weird rebound path of skin. The big bird was not shot away by the anti-aircraft machine gun because of serious injuries, but because it couldn't stand the pain of the bullet piercing the body.

Zhang Xiaoqiang relaxed the force of the mouse blade. If not, the big bird's head was easily sawed away. “Wow” the white brains and semi-coagulated plasma flowed from the head to the desktop. He saw the brains. Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that he had wasted his kung fu. There was no brains in the mouse king's head.

He then shoved a smelly bird's head down the table and watched his brains slowly pour out. What was wrong with that? Different breeds?

The more upset he looked, Zhang Xiaoqiang stood up to throw the bird's head on the ground. A bump in his brains caught his attention. He pulled it with the rat king's blade and a meatball about the size of a prawn rolled out.

Zhang Xiaoqiang replaced a clean knife and cut the meatballs. A dark gel like peanuts rolled into his hands. This glue was far from attractive to the green capsule in the head of the mouse king. Zhang Xiaoqiang placed it under his nose to smell it. A slight fragrance dissipated, and the fragrance was weak. If not carefully, it could hardly smell.

Zhang Xiaoqiang sitting on the chair looked closely at the gel against the light. Peanuts like gel did not seem to penetrate very well under the light. Without the brightness in the mouse king's head, it seemed like a layer of impurities had been sandwiched. What was in his hand seemed to be available to him. Anyway, there was no desire to eat it at first sight.

Thinking about putting away what Zhang Xiaoqiang had in his hand, don't eat it without attraction, who knows if there are any after-effects? Just about to go out, Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at the skin on the bird's head.

A ragged, rotten bird skin was held by Zhang Xiaoqiang, looking at the bird skin, he wondered what this thing could do? Big bird's head was hit by a large-calibre bullet twice. Once, he fired a radio-machine bullet, which left him in pain and half to die, and once, Shangguan Qiaoyun shot him with a single barrel.

When I think of Shangguan Qiaoyun, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart is bright, the single-barrel gun has a strong backseat, then if I put this layer of bird leather on Shangguan Qiaoyun's right shoulder, I can eliminate the single-barrel gun backseat?

A dusty Type 65 double-barrel 37mm anti-aircraft gun of Type 65 was dragged across a huge circular square outside. When Lieutenant Colonel Feng Yong accompanied Zhang Xiaoqiang to the square to check it out, Wang Le was conducting a group of people to clean up the anti-aircraft gun.

(The birds have been completed in three days since the outbreak, and the daily reversal of all the manuscripts is complete. Uh, I don't know about the future outbreak, I can only try to store private goods.)

“Type 65 37mm twin anti-aircraft guns were developed on the basis of type 55 37mm anti-aircraft guns to replace type 55 37mm anti-aircraft guns, designed in 1965 and commissioned in large quantities, equipped with troops that had been used on a large scale in border self-defence counter-attacks, most notably when several anti-aircraft guns were hit simultaneously on board the French Ghost Tunnel turret to clear the turret's firepower before an army attack took place. ”

Lieutenant Colonel Zhang Xiaoqiang was introduced to the anti-aircraft guns in front of him, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't deny looking at the heavy gunfire of eighteen anti-aircraft guns. After carefully weighing them for a while, he was somewhat disappointed. After using the Land Shield, he looked at how these silly things were feeling.

“How many people do these guns take to operate?” Zhang Xiaoqiang disc counts the people needed to form combat power.

“37 A total of 9 gunmen, 1 and 2 gunmen, 1 gunman for the upward and downward movement of the cannon, 2 gunmen for the left-right movement of the cannon, 3 gunmen and 4 gunmen for the adjustment of the shooting element and the assembling element, 5 and 6 gunmen for the compressor, 1 for the left gunner and 1 for the right gunner, 7 and 8 gunmen for the transponder, 9 gunmen for the delivery of the magazine in which the ammunition was pressed into the hands of 5 and 6 gunmen, 9 gunmen for the clamping ammunition. ”

The Colonel was well prepared for a long time, and Captain Xiao Qiang's questioning came.

“Me, so much? Are you kidding me? Just these guns. I'm not going to prepare more than 160 men? Isn't that an exaggeration? ”