Apocalypse Cockroach

Unlike the middle position and the sides of this unprecedented automobile grave, it's like a radiation shock wave created after something exploded, where no car can leave a housing, all boneless, and countless pieces stretch out in circles around the coke black hole on the middle highway.

What kind of explosion could have caused such a magnitude on a concrete shield built to prevent landslides on the side of the highway, with large chunks of skin lifted, a strange gap spread over it, between it or stuck to the tail of some steel parts?

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the dense and turbulent scene in front of him, and his heart estimated the number of people killed in the accident and explosion. Not to mention, just a hundred cars, hundreds of people were there, hundreds of people died silently on unnamed road sections, which is the end of life.

The large head of the convoy stayed where it was. The three Musketeer Land Cruisers turned their heads and drove towards the road. They were looking for a path that could be bypassed, leaning against the body of the car, Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled out a cigarette and lit it. Just as he sprayed his first green cigarette, a puppy “woo” screamed in the dry weeds on the side of the road.

Then the screaming began to get louder, it seemed that the puppy had some trouble. Before Zhang Xiaoqiang left, Yang Qiao first pulled out the grass bush, his mouth still counted as strong and skinny. As the grass bush was pulled out, the butt of a puppy was exposed, and his upper body was stuck on something like a little iron pot, and he couldn't quit dead.

Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at him and recognized what it was. The cigarette butt fell in his wide open mouth. He fell in circles in the air and hit the ground with a spark of stars.

“Stand guard... Stand guard..." Zhang Xiaoqiang instantly pulled out the Desert Eagle and issued a loud warning. As Zhang Xiaoqiang's high alarm sounded, the team pulled the bolt and heavy fire groups unlocked the coat. They did not know which direction to stand guard, they could only be fully guarded, even their new members were within their guard range.

The crew behind them were nervously guarding the grass around them. Zhang Xiaoqiang, holding the pistol, walked to the side of something that had previously trapped him. It was a QGF03 camouflage helmet with some deformation. It was also the kind that Zhang Xiaoqiang was wearing on his head. The skin on the helmet was broken. Some deep scratches and collision marks could be seen in the area where the skin was damaged. The color of the skin was also different from the mountain garment Zhang Xiaoqiang had obtained from the missile base, which was the green jungle version.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not let the team relax their guard, he himself carefully looked up at the edge of the wreckage, several bronze buttons burned black, on which the seal of the eighty-one can be hidden, a rifle with only a barrel left, and a military kettle that went into half of the tank, and found a number of individual rations in the half-cutted truck.

Seeing these things, Zhang Xiaoqiang's head was a little palpitated. The army that passed in front of them eventually did not reach WH. This is where they were buried. What exactly could bring down this hundred troops? A zombie or a mutant?

Ten minutes have passed since the beginning of the vigilance. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not see anything abnormal. The team members did not find anything to blow the grass. Only the villagers who followed him could not touch their heads.

With Zhang Xiaoqiang's order, all agricultural vehicles and material vehicles returned to the previous intersection when they arrived, ready to run at any time. The other vehicles were ready for battle. Zhang Xiaoqiang took the five team members deep into the wreckage to find evidence of military overthrow. The more he knew, the more he could be prepared, the less danger he encountered.

More and more equipment wreckage was found, eventually Zhang Xiaoqiang saw a soldier's body hanging from a cross channel cable somewhere under the water canal, the soldier's waist was hanging from the cable, his head and feet touched, he was wearing a roughly intact jungle military uniform, he had a QGF03 camouflage helmet on his head, and he had a magazine bag on his body, because he drooped his head low and couldn't see the front of him. From the palms of the two turned white bones, the soldier died for a long time, and had long rotted his skin.

The soldier was apparently airwaved by an arms train explosion and landed on a cable. Perhaps he was still breathing when he landed, but who knows?

Walking on the scorched black spotted road, Zhang Xiaoqiang carefully avoided the remains of a burnt charcoal or white bone. He did not know what had happened to the convoy, so he was more careful to find the traces of the spider silk horse left by the attacker.

A broken claw stuck in a wreck attracted Zhang Xiaoqiang's attention. The wreck was close to the point of explosion. The entire body was cut off by a stopped waist. The only thing lying in front of him was the upper half. The lower the waist, the closer it was to the point of explosion, the better the remains were preserved. The air waves generated by the explosion would extinguish some of the fireheads around the point of explosion. The remains of this white bone were obviously not burned by the flame.

The broken paw doesn't know whether it is due to time, it doesn't look very correct color, the paws of the zombies are generally black, and this one is obviously a little white, although still tight, dry and thin, but the paw is like the paws of foreign zombies, although Zhang Xiaoqiang has not really seen what foreign zombie chiefs look like.

Zhang Xiaoqiang carefully pulled out the claw from deep into the helmet to the large claw of the skull. The claw was large and heavy. It can be seen that this claw was cut off from the small arm by something as sharp. Not far behind him, there was an irregularly shaped steel plate slanted onto the base of the road.

If it can be cut off by a steel plate, it is not the paw of a D2 zombie. This paw is no smaller than the paw of a D2 zombie. The paw blade is even longer than one. The long paw blade flashes a metallic glow at the edge, and the thin sharp edge looks sharper than the edge of the military knife.

Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled out the rat blade and cut it at the edge of the blade, “Gu..." After a crisp sound, a broken nail blade fell onto the ground constantly bouncing and rolling. His face sank. The rat blade clearly felt astringent when cutting the nail blade, never waving like threaded steel. The nail blade had exceeded the stiffness of the rat's bone.

Zhang Xiaoqiang has a little bottom in his heart, but he is not sure of his judgment. Is this the claw of S3 type zombie? S3 type zombie can definitely cause an army of hundreds of people to fall. S3 claw is here. Will S3 type zombie also be buried here?

Zhang Xiaoqiang took the team to search the wreckage more carefully. He wanted to find the S3 zombie. He wanted to know what it looked like, at least the next time he met him he could target it.

Blow up around, no, around the fire, no, the protective wall on the side of the highway, no, eventually when they searched the ditch below the highway, the ditch still found no trace of the S3 zombie, which was either burned to ash by the flame or escaped by it.

Although no S3 zombie was found, it was not without harvest, and a number of vehicles fell under the dry drains beneath the road, although many were burned with only one empty shell, and seven or eight transport vehicles were preserved.