Apocalypse Cockroach

“Am I useless? Am I a loser? Or am I a coward? ”

Hearing Huang Quan, Chen Ye wiped the cotton cloth of Jingwei sword and stopped on the sword. A second or two later, the clean cotton cloth continued to slide on the sword.

“Oh, I knew I was a piece of shit, a self-righteous piece of shit, see, you don't even want to say a word to me, I'm not a piece of shit? Who is it?"

Because of Chen Ye's cold, Yellow Springs' emotions stirred up, he shouted loudly, the blues on his forehead were exposed, and the bonfire on the fire shoots into his eyes, making his eyes stare like they were burning.

When she heard the yelling of Yellow Springs Hysteria, the cotton cloth in Chen Ye's hand stopped again. After this stop, she stopped moving. She looked at the bear campfire and didn't know what else to think.

“I know, you've always known I was a piece of crap, just not to say, I understand, why don't you take a look at me a little more, crap, what's there to see? Ha ha. Waste? Crap!”

Yellow Springs did not care about Chen Ye beside him, began to speak to himself, but his right hand began to tremble, his shaky right hand unlocked the button on the holster, and he held the Type 92 pistol of Shenzhen in his hand.

He opened the "scrubbing" insurance trigger, and he stared at the black pistol in his hand, nagging in his mouth:

“Waste, waste, you are waste, self-righteous coward, you are nothing, you have no face to be a yellow family, what face do you have to live, hmm? Do you have a face? ”

The nagging voice in his mouth grew lighter and almost unheard, his eyes wet, two lines of tears slid down his cheek onto his chin, tears formed a tear bead on his chin, flashing under the demonic flame, half a noise, tears dropped.

The black pistol slowly raised, the mouth of the black hole pointed at his temple, Yellow Springs closed his eyes, the curtains parted the tears, he raised his head and took a deep breath, still in his mouth like hypnotic nagging:

“The Huang family has no waste, daughter-in-law has no waste, soldiers cannot be waste, die, die, live is a waste...”

Yellow Springs said that his teeth were critical, his fingers snapped hard on the trigger, and the needle of the Type 92 pistol “clicked” to fire.

No gunfire, no yellow springs, he closed his eyes, waited for the nine-millimeter bullet to go into his temple, waited half a noise, the damn bullet had not blown his head off.

He had to pull the gun away from his head and loosen it slightly against the mouth of his temple, lightening his right hand and throwing a muffled sound from the side of a heavy object.

When she opened her eyes, she saw that the Type 92 pistol in her hand was half cut short, Chen Ye retracted the sword she had swung out, and the pure white cotton cloth on her left hand was again wiped on that shinless sword, as if she could never wipe enough.

“Why didn't you let me die? You think I'm not ashamed enough? Why...”

After experiencing the first line of life and death, Huang Quan's temper changed dramatically. He rushed to the side of Chen Ye and grabbed Chen Ye's collar. He kept asking her. In the questioning, the lost tears filled the orbit again, and the tears haunted the orbit, but never dropped.

Today Chen Ye is also unusual. In the past, if Huang Quan touched herself slightly, she would throw Huang Quan out. Today Huang Quan grabbed her collar with her hands, but she did not move at all. She only looked at the madness and sorrow on Huang Quan's face with cold eyes.

“Are you a loser, you don't count... I don't count... the boss does. ”

Huang Quan opened his bloodred eyelids and looked at Chen Ye who had been held by him. Chen Ye did not let him carry himself. He saw Chen Ye's cold eyes. His heavy breath gradually subsided, and he gently released Chen Ye's slightly wrinkled collar. He turned and sat down.

“Actually...”

Chen Yip, who did not like to talk, opened his mouth and, although there were only two words, turned his attention from the bonfire to Chen Yip.

“I'm actually a coward..."

Old things in the union have long been suppressed in Chen Ye's mind, the dead girls, and the last missing girl, like a giant rock on her head, every night she is woken by the eyes of the girls in her dreams who die without meditation.

She hated that she hated herself as a coward. If she had told her what she saw, the last girl might not have disappeared. Her sisters would not have been destroyed day and night by those animals, even if she had killed them?

The sisters will never come back, as they used to, and the missing girls will never come back, she hates, she hates herself, but she will not end up like Yellow Springs, she will live, she will stay with the girls, she will watch them marry, give birth, get her own happiness, she will always be guardian.

Chen Ye explained that Huang Quan listened quietly. Under this campfire, the two men were gradually stretched out by the fire light of the bonfire, but their hearts were closing by the fire pile under the night sky.

Meow, hiding in the distance, saw it all in his eyes, and when he was sure that the Yellow Springs pistol had turned into scrap iron, he walked back disappointed, which was his second mistake.

The tent was silent, Zhang Xiaoqiang and they were all asleep, meow carefully climbed to their little bed, reached out and held a bag of cloth filled with bullets in his arms, gently struck a debt, slept past, in the dream he could kill countless zombies with bullets.

Zhang Xiaoqiang sat up violently in his sleep, silent in the open tent, several women and meow were already asleep, the outside campfire was obviously added to the wood, the burning flame of the bear was torn by the wind in the middle of the night shouting, orange yellow light through the opening of the open tent, under the hidden light, the surface of Zhang Xiaoqiang placed in the cup on the side of the floor slightly waved a round of water like the wheel of the year.

Zhang Xiaoqiang lifted the curly stood on the ground and put on his shoes. Then he equipped himself with all kinds of weapons. The iron in the field camping was to wear clothes at all times and keep the weapons within easy reach. This will maximize emergency response time, as is now the case.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not wake the other women. He was afraid to determine if something really moved this way in the middle of the night. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know. When he got up, Yuan Yi opened his eyes. When he hung his gear on himself, Yuan Yi looked at him in the dark corner.

When he stepped out of the tent, Yuan Yi went down to the bed. The military uniform placed at the end of the bed shivered slightly. In a quiet atmosphere, Yuan Yi wore the military uniform. It seemed to be in her position. The thick darkness did not affect her at all. The next moment, Yuan Yi picked up the knife shield and ran outside behind Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Yuan Yi quickly rushed out of the innermost corner of the tent, almost swept past, because all her attention was on Zhang Xiaoqiang's body. When she rushed out, she did not notice Zhang Xiaoqiang's water-filled metal cup on the ground.

The metal cup was placed by Zhang Xiaoqiang on the side of the floor. He sometimes dried his mouth in the middle of the night. This was in case he prepared it. At this moment, Yuan Yi's right foot fell straight to the mouth of the small cup, and he had to step on it.

Wearing a small mountain combat shoe, his foot gently stood at the side of the cup, and then he snapped out of the tent. Only the little metal cup filled with fresh water shook countless waves, but the cup itself did not tremble.