Apocalypse Cockroach

Shen Li, the doctor known by the village name as Jianzhu, is not exactly a licensed medical practitioner. His real identity is a biology graduate student of a medical school, he is not only in his early twenties, but he does not have 90 years of childhood and ignorance, even more mature than the average mature man, which is his unique background.

He was an orphan, not knowing that there was an orphan with a noun before heaven and earth, first he grew up in an orphanage, then he was adopted by an old man, and he died, and Shen Li knelt one night before his grave.

Then his personality became dark, he had slight autism, he relied on the small legacy left by the elderly, he entered the province's most famous medical school, and in medical school, he became two extremes, the most remarkable, the least remarkable, because of his accomplishments, he was the spineless student of the spineless students, the less remarkable because no one else knew him, because he was not sociable, and he was just an invisible person in the eyes of his classmates.

Before his death, he went to another province with his mentor for an exchange meeting, and halfway through, he killed a mentor who turned into a zombie and a car of mutants, so he stopped at the side of the road, searching for food, and studying pathogens with tools he was carrying.

After he ran out of food, he embarked on the path of returning to the people, and eventually he was rescued by the villagers, becoming a village book was unexpected to him, which did him no harm, but saved him time in finding food to better study the zombies.

Shen Li, who could care less about anything but zombies, including the lives and deaths of villagers, is now thinking about the possibility of contact with the convoy as long as he can study zombies at a higher level.

Zhang Xiaoqiang slept peacefully in a soft bed stacked with all kinds of fabrics, surrounded by silence, at this moment he had deeply sinked into the dream country, “Gah..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang muttered in his dream and turned his back. That thing stopped chewing beans until he was asleep again.

“Gasp... gasp..." Zhang Xiaoqiang was woken up violently, and he grabbed one of his shoes by the bed and threw it at the sound, his mouth still mumbling: “Where did the rat come from, people couldn't sleep in the middle of the night? ”

As the military shoes were thrown out, one person lifted the quilt and went under the bed, and then the person saw the crisp noise on the floor and picked up something and walked towards Zhang Xiaoqiang.

“Tong..." A military boot was placed beside Zhang Xiaoqiang's bed. Zhang Xiaoqiang woke up at this time. After turning on the flashlight, he saw Yuan Yi standing in front of him. Yuan Yi nodded at him and said softly: “It's not a rat, it's a dog. ”

Under the light column of the flashlight, Zhuang Zhuang and Erlang god a dog held a thing and chewed it. When the things in their mouths fell into Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but scold out.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's satchel, formerly hung on the back of a chair by the bed, was now dragged to the floor, with a variety of medicine bottles, spare magazine clips, and three grenades scattered everywhere.

It has always been unclear what the use of mutant beast crystals is rapidly disappearing from the puppy's mouth, strong holding the yellow crystal of the Mouse King is eating, Erlang God holding the crystal of the big blackbird is eating, there is also a mutant cat more like a stone thing rolling in the distance, no dog to care.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stared at the two puppies who could not even chew. He sighed a long sigh. Feeding the dog is better than feeding the rat, right?

Then Zhang Xiaoqiang just went back to bed. He hasn't slept completely yet. It's dawn...

The bonfire was rekindled, in a large pot on a simple stove, the rice was on fire. On the side of the military car, Wang Le was busy with a big wrench. Although two members of the team had done car repairs before, they were not as experienced as Wang Le. Wang Le could guess an eighty-nine if he heard the engine start sound.

At the side of the tanker, a team member walked backwards to their big car with the tanker. In addition to filling their car with oil, they had to prepare the tanker oil individually. Who knew when an emergency would occur and the tanker car would be lost, and at that time, the use of spare oil came out.

Zhang Xiaoqiang took Yuan Yi and Shangguan Qiaoyun to practice in the morning on the side of the empty space, Yang Keer and Mei began their new experience, walking the dog.

The two puppies had never been tied to a rope and were very uncomfortable with the sudden appearance of more objects around their necks. They struggled while biting the rope. After the two unknown crystals were eaten by them as sugar beans, they also seemed to play only the role of sugar beans. I didn't see them suddenly grow a few points, and I didn't see them enter the sleep digestive energy.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was completely recovered, and his cheerful head surpassed Erlang God. He seemed to want to replenish all the skins he had previously lost due to the cold. Zhang Xiaoqiang also did not know whether the strong recovery was due to the crystallization effect or the effect of the cold medicine.

Just when the breakfast was cooked, the members of the security team standing on the roof of the car issued a warning, waiting for the people to eat to blow up the nest, throw away the bowl, take the gun with them, scream and drink, the running noise was constantly running. At this time, Zhang Xiaoqiang was still blessed with darkness. Luckily, it was not a warning issued in the middle of the night, otherwise it was the middle of the night.

The roofs of several military trucks were filled with teammates, and they watched a man walking too far, too far apart, not very clearly, and some even raised their toes, as if they could look farther away than they were, and the teammates standing under the car were depressed.

The roof of the big truck is not big, there are almost three or five people on a heavy machine gun station, there are just a few military cars leaning against this side of the wall, apart from a few lucky people who can stand on the roof for the first time to see the specifics of that side, more team members can only stand under the car and look up at the upper team members' asses, their mouths keep asking people to see it.

Can't even see the crew up there and answer like that? A little rushed to ask is, "You come up and see for yourself.” Though he said so, he just didn't move his nest, so the people below were even more anxious, and even someone maliciously pointed a gun in their ass to do a * * shape.

Zhang Xiaoqiang had a single head, and no one was dissatisfied with what he did. Although Zhang Xiaoqiang always behaved kindly, the team members preferred to stay away from him. In their view, it was better for ordinary people not to stand with Superman, lest a bad person lose his life, at least they could not do D3.

In Zhang Xiaoqiang's gaze, the man in the distance was clearly seen by him. The man was not too young, in his thirties, and his head was not tall. Although he was far away, Zhang Xiaoqiang was sure that he only looked like one meter and six and five at most.

His hair was thin and fluttering, his forehead was pointed, he looked like a unicorn kid, his eyes were not big, the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes were all over his cheeks like a mountain tiger, his face was a little dry and his skinny cheeks did not look like a hungry person, as though they were born.

The man's clothes are very distinctive, a bit of the taste of the desert people combined with S. M. After a closer look, he just put an old bed sheet on his body. With rope, he would be easily tied to death by the wind. If this were the case, I don't know who helped him tie it. Like the rope art of the island people, a grown man was tied to rope art. Zhang Xiaoqiang naturally felt strange.