Apocalypse Cockroach

The shameful members of the team went up and moved a small child downstairs, and when the mourning white lord appeared on the ground, a sharp roar shouted: "White lord... you thousand-knife bastard..."

A woman slammed her front foot and kicked down the white lord's crotch. White lord painfully wanted to cover his crotch with his hands, but his hands had already been cut off by Zhang Xiaoqiang, only two bare elbows to cover it. When she saw the white lord like this, the woman was still angry, and the large-calibre pistol held up the white lord's forehead and pulled the trigger.

“Touch..." the flame lit, a flashing stray bullet quickly crossed the night sky to the distance, the Desert Eagle in the woman's hand was pushed halfway to the sky by Zhang Xiaoqiang, the woman sat on the ground by the back seat of the pistol, she looked angrily at a little strong mouth to curse.

“Don't you think it's too cheap to just shoot him? ”

“Okay, I'll wait, as long as I can relieve myself, I'm yours.” The woman stared dead at the unconscious white lord who was in pain on the ground and burst into such a sentence.

Hearing the woman say this, Zhang Xiaoqiang scornfully glanced at her nose and couldn't see her nose clearly. The woman with high cheeks and swollen cheeks said secretly in her heart: “I have more women, and no one will look at you as ugly as..."

When Zhang Xiaoqiang and the lieutenant colonel came out with the women and children taken hostage, they stood under black pressure outside. A clever body went into Zhang Xiaoqiang's arms and held Yang Xiaoqiang's soft delicate body. Zhang Xiaoqiang exclaimed: “Why is it so like a dog blood plot on TV? The hero's back? ”

Zhang Huai 'an with a bitter face slowly walked to Zhang Xiaoqiang, lowered his somewhat white head and waited for Zhang Xiaoqiang to be punished. When he saw Zhang Huai 'an Zhong Xiaoqiang, he went out for a circle, and he made his own business look like this? If you want to lose your temper, you can see the white hair on Zhang Huai 'an's head. Zhang Xiaoqiang can't get it out.

Zhang Huai 'an hasn't slept well since he followed him. The personnel at the base are extremely complicated. Every day, from time to time, new survivors are sent back. This is handled by Zhang Huai 'an. The base has experienced so many winds and storms, but the people inside have never messed up. All the arrangements are well organized. Zhang Huai 'an's kung fu is indispensable. But now he has cleared himself a huge cave, and he can't go without cleaning up.

“How much have we lost? How many people died?” Zhang Xiaoqiang decided to release the punishment against him, first to clarify the loss.

“Twenty-one of the vehicles we took out of the base were burned, the houses in the village were burned, the other supplies were fine, half the food was burned, more than 30 people died, and many more..."

“What... more than thirty dead, how you guard your home.” Zhang Xiaoqiang grabbed Zhang Huaian's collar with his eyes red and stared at him and yelled.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's battle team was only 300 in total, so many previous battles lost less than 20, but he went to a platoon all of a sudden today, can he not be in a hurry, can he not be excited?

“The survivors ran around from the beginning, some of them rushed into the fire, some were shot dead by the people inside, I didn't know how many died, I guess there were always more than thirty. ”

Zhang Huai 'an wanted to make it clear that something so big happened today. He reached out with a knife, his head shrunk or a knife. He also let go completely. Zhang Xiaoqiang asked him what he wanted to answer.

“Where's the team? How many of my men are dead?” Zhang Xiaoqiang was relieved to hear most of the deaths, but worried that the deaths and injuries of his team members were still outside his reach.

“Many people have been hit by stray bullets, many have not died, all minor injuries have been sustained, and so far only two have disappeared, formerly guarding ammunition inside the building..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang shoved Zhang Huaian away and yelled at the team members behind him: “Go in and search for me. If you die, you have to bring out the body..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang was in a hurry. His team members' lives and deaths were unknown. The woman was in a hurry to find her own sister. She did not know what happened to her sister in the small building. Here again, she was unfamiliar with life. She could only follow Zhang Xiaoqiang around.

She seemed to hear a sobering noise between her anxieties until she turned around and a row of women stood under the anti-aircraft machine gun over there, coming this way, but were blocked by some teammates, some were arguing, and most of the women were anxiously looking at this side.

Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty, all of them, saw the undamaged sisters standing there waiting for her to pass, the long-suspended big stone in her heart suddenly loosened, the female chief fainted for a moment and then passed out softly on the ground.

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself lying in a warm embrace, a girl in a brand-new flower plaid shirt looking at him smiling, over the girl's head, a few strands of smoke rising slowly, the sky was bright, and a new day had come.

Thirty corpses covered in flowers, greens and old sheets appeared in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes. These were yesterday's victims. Not far from these corpses, the corpses of seventy or eighty cannibals turned into a hill, and many of the corpses lost their heads or were severed. These are the masterpieces of Zhang Xiaoqiang last night.

Several members of the team poured gasoline on the corpse with a full plastic oil tank. On the side of the corpse, the white man whose arms had been severed lay weak on the ground and gasped. The woman, who had been with him for a long time, was frightened overnight and had slept on the cold ground.

Not far from Zhang Xiaoqiang, a young team member similarly looked at the corpse wrapped in sheets. Two of them were killed by him last night. No one blamed him, but he just felt disturbed in his conscience. He looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with a grudge and waited to decide whether to burn or bury him.

Yesterday, the village in Taoyuan was completely destroyed. Apart from the small building in the middle of the village, the other buildings have become broken rocks, and the green smoke is slowly spreading, it seems to be telling people something.

“Creak..." an army car parked on the side of the dead mountain, an unnatural Lieutenant Yellow Springs and Chen Ye got out of the car, the two members of the team went up and dragged a big swinging cloth bag from the car compartment, Chen Ye nodded towards Zhang Xiaoqiang and went to the breakfast place, Yellow Springs wanted to catch up, but he looked at the swinging big cloth bag and hesitated a little, finally he stamped his feet, his face sadly rushed to the side of Chen Ye to continue his daily fetching activities.

Last night, the dying woman walked behind Zhang Xiaoqiang and said: "White lord, what are you going to do about it? Leave it to us, we'll appreciate it. ”