Apocalypse Cockroach

Baiyang is a man who knows how to look for opportunities and can seize them. He seemed like a normal hunt today, but after seeing the search team sent by Zhang Xiaoqiang, he realized that the opportunity had come. He could have easily beaten the small search team based on the size of his team, but he did not. His goals would not be so simple. He was not a vain hunter for decades. He had a big plan, which was far beyond the imagination of his men.

Shortly after he ventured into the team, he saw Zhang Huai 'an, who was not there to receive them. Although Zhang Huai 'an was long ago an old policeman waiting to retire, he still saw the nature of Zhang Huai 'an at first sight. Zhang Huai 'an was a person with a little ability but could never make it. Zhang Huai 'an had no ambition and could serve as a competent deputy, but could not be the sole master because Zhang Huai 'an had no decision.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's care for the children showed him the opportunity. Everyone else ate rice congee radish. The children ate canned meat and fell into the eyes of the white lord. Naturally, he thought that Zhang Xiaoqiang did not have the cruelty of the end of life. Every time there was chaos, the most important thing was not the child, but the man who could be a soldier. Zhang Xiaoqiang took care of the child so well. Instead, he made Zhang Xiaoqiang think that they were idealists with the benevolence of women.

Especially Zhang Xiaoqiang, they killed the men who wanted to eat Eko. It would be even more ridiculous if they fell into the eyes of the white lord. What world? All the order has broken down, they are still doing these self-destructive fundamental things, the white lord knows, there are not many living people now, if not for his lack of food and supplies, otherwise all the men in this area will be under his control, but now there is a lot of food and the material shortage of Zhang Xiaoqiang killed more than a dozen men here for nothing, it seems so ridiculous to him.

Originally none of this had anything to do with him. His goal was a vehicle with all kinds of materials and ammunition. He was expected to run after a raid in the middle of the night. How could he know that Zhang Huai 'an's character had always been discreet and discreet? Afraid of the insecurity of the armoury train, he asked people to move the ammunition into the small building in the middle of the village.

At the same time, Zhang Huai 'an gathered women and children to take care of them. Zhang Huai 'an said that he had done a very good job, not only eliminating the safety hazards of the convoy, but also keeping women and children away from men who had been dumped in places full of food, but he did not know that the survivors were still hiding white barons and his dozens of men. He gave white barons a chance to do so.

Zhang Huai 'an carefully broke the white-collar's plan. The white-collar must have the ammunition. He came at night, causing people to light some grass piles in the village, lighting more fireheads while helping to fight the fire. Finally, while all the team members were being transferred, he took women and children to the ammunition storage point.

As he expected, Zhang Huai 'an responded to the failure. Among the flames and the rebels, he subconsciously chose to fight the fire. He believed that no one could escape the siege on his side until the flames were extinguished and no one could escape the siege of the quadruplexed anti-aircraft machine gun until the White House took the hostage.

Zhang Huai 'an is an old policeman. Decades of policing brought him a wealth of work experience. At the same time, it also gave him a professional habit of following the rules. For the policeman, guaranteeing the safety of the hostages was the first element. Plus, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked very closely at small and medium-sized children, so he inevitably had some fear of fear of using heavy firepower, and Bai Qian, who received ammunition supplies, did not have so many concerns. He named his men to shoot on it, creating pressure on Zhang Huai 'an.

Zhang Huai 'an was completely confused. He was afraid that the white lord would take advantage of the opportunity to escape. Failure to fire did not mean that he could take down the small building. He was afraid that Yang Ke 'er would accidentally injure the hostages during the exchange of fire. Although he wanted to rush in with his shield, Zhang Huai 'an was afraid to risk Yang Ke 'er. If anything happened to Yang Ke 'er, he would really have to wipe his own neck.

The leading capsule, the team members can't harden up, can't fight, can't punch, can only be cautious outside, from time to time there are several stray bullets flying over the small building, the combatants need to hold back how much, dissatisfaction with Zhang Huaian is rapidly brewing, if they weren't waiting for Zhang Xiaoqiang to come back to preside over the big game, it might have been a long time ago.

All of this is as the white lord expected. He waited and waited for Zhang Huai 'an outside to contact him when he couldn't hold up. At that time, the terms and conditions were all his own. The hostages were in hand, the ammunition was not short. As soon as he rushed out, he had enough principal money. At that time, he hid it in the mountains. Not sure who ate it. When he got rid of the hot spring base, he could carry out the next plan. It was also his plan, which was long overdue.

Zhang Xiaoqiang appeared, his intent plate was broken, an unknown person, somehow entered his territory, killed all his men not to say, the two grenades almost killed him, listened to the sniper constantly reported to him the floor missing, he felt Zhang Xiaoqiang like a strangle slowly tightening, he could not breathe.

He did not know who Zhang Xiaoqiang was, nor did he think of a benevolent man who had volatilized hundreds of troops, who would personally venture into his territory to find him trouble. By the time Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was covered in blood, stood in front of him, he had lost all his men. With the fall of the sniper, he was in despair.

Decades of rain and rain didn't let him give up, he loved his life a lot, he still had the cards, the last cards, what else couldn't he do to make sure he lived?

A dozen children of different sizes blocked the white lord, and the white lord looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang. The flesh on his face twitched as he tried to make a smile. After several unsuccessful efforts, the white lord gave up smiling at Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's feet had been submerged by the sniper's blood, he left his military boots to soak in the blood, with the rifle mouth facing down, playfully looking at the middle-aged man who was hiding behind the child with a shady face. As soon as he stepped onto the platform, his sharp eyes saw the bulge of multiple layers of drum sacs on the waist of all the children, raised and hidden beneath his clothes.

In addition to that unknown bump, each child had a black cable drooling on the ground, converging on a small mechanical box attached to a flashing green indicator in an eyeless corner. A middle-aged man and that woman were holding a round thing in their hands. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know what it was, but he knew it was definitely not a foundation box.

Baoqiang measured Zhang Xiaoqiang's personality to find a way to live. Zhang Xiaoqiang was also measuring Baoqiang. He wanted to find a solution to Baoqiang's self-destruct. Baoqiang died and could not kill him anyway. He could let a dozen future Spartan officers bury him like this. Zhang Xiaoqiang still felt sorry.

“Ka..." the blood-stained rifle threw on the floors filled with blood and splashed a piece of blood as it slid in the blood. He saw the white lord looking at the rifle in the blood, Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled. He stood still, distracted by a dozen or crying or silent children, said casually: "Now we can talk, no hurry, let's talk slowly. ”