Apocalypse Cockroach

The big fish blocked the motorboat from entering the door. The driver was helpless and had to circle with the big fish on the water. He was afraid to sail the boat. He was scared to ride the boat. Every boat was rowed at the mouth of the big fish. Had it not been for the speed and flexibility of the boat, the three of them would have died a few degrees ago.

The motorboat depends on speed, it can compete with the big fish on the lake, the big fish blocks the road, the small boat can't get in, there is no other way, the big fish are in the lake, whether people on shore or people on the boat are anxious to jump.

“Careful... grenades...”

Zhang Xiaoqiang got annoyed, can see, can't get in, always on the lake with the big fish circle, nobody can stand it, he pulled out the grenade and threw it into the lake, whether it was useful or not, blow it up first.

The hand grenade was not very powerful in the water. A few waves of water columns stopped moving. Just when Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't imagine it, the big fish jumped out of the lake and fell across the water to raise a layer of water screen.

Zhang Xiaoqiang straightened his head, his hearing under the water was shaken by the explosion, temporarily unbearable, shocked the surface, the big fish provoked countless waves on the lake, the driver saw the cheap, and turned the bow towards the big fish struggling on the water.

“Past... past... hahaha...” the driver shouted out loud, he was under the greatest pressure in the circle with the big fish, the operation was him, several times the danger arose to give him a desperate emotion, able to flush the big fish undamaged, for him, is victory.

The gate was followed by a large water shake, which was the place where the cruise ship was parked, when the cruise ship had been emptied, with various hydroacoustic plants growing on the shaky corners of the water, aquatic plants dyeing all the corners of the green oil, the shore with cement walls and a layer of moss on the wall to make the walls green.

On a mossy cement berm, a lot of moss is scraped off, and on a primed cement coating, the arrows painted with bright red paint are pointing in the direction of the boat, all pointing in the same direction, where the predetermined big fish are buried.

“Woo..." The bright red motorboat is like a high-speed Mercedes-Benz flame, whistling past the surface, turning into a corner with a large bend between the waves, with a narrow waterway at the corner that is narrow but not narrow, with a six-metre-wide cross section that is wider than most of the waterways.

There are a number of small bridges above the waterway to provide visitors with crossings, rows of willow shy dripping heads on the road that connect the heads of the two bridges, allowing the thousand hair silks to sway with the wind, further afield is a large tree with some years old, large branches are lush and lush, and the branches of plants elsewhere fall, in strong contrast, “Water is the source of life," the phrase allows everyone who sees these trees to bear in mind.

Motorboats inevitably descend in the waterway, the waterway is complicated, countless corners are turned, big fish are chasing behind, a huge wave of amazing fish passing through the waterway rolls ashore embankment, a wave of water flowers scattered like celestial flowers lifting ashore to wet countless willows.

Big fish are very uncomfortable in this small waterway, with the length and width of its body, it should be freely swimming in wide waters, freely flipping. This is also a wide road for other big fish, for it to fall into sheep intestine trail, it only feels a kind of holding, a kind of inextensible holding, let alone turning around, even if it is difficult to change direction.

The motorboat couldn't get up fast, and the big fish that ran into the wall in the water couldn't get up fast. The sheep and the wolf returned to the same runway. Zhang Xiaoqiang sat on the motorboat with much reduced speed. There was no bottom gas in his heart for the camp people's arrangement. After all, he used the gambling mind as bait. This time, he couldn't kill the big black fish, and next time, he couldn't necessarily kill the big black fish.

There is no way, who let Zhang Xiaoqiang's luck have been worse than before, successive calculations were broken, a continuous blow, and his psychological capacity was greatly reduced. He reached the point where he had little confidence in anything. He finally realized that Zhu Geliang, not Zhang Xiaoqiang, was the helpless tactic.

“Brother cockroach... do you copy, Brother cockroach... do you copy? My name is Zhang Huaian... I see you... I see you..."

The walkie-talkie stuck between the driver's waist emitted a series of shouts, Zhang Huai 'an's dumb voice, Zhang Xiaoqiang was a dose of cardiac medicine for a few seconds in agony. With foreign aid, there was a complete arrangement to revive Zhang Xiaoqiang's confidence slightly, at least he still had a group of his men to follow.

“Zhang Huai 'an... how are things going, how long do we have to rendezvous with you? Are you sure you want to clean up that big guy..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang yelled at the walkie-talkie and seemed to vent all his depression on the walkie-talkie.

“Brother Cockroach... we've seen you, you turn two corners and you'll reach a big pond, where we're set up, you just follow the direction of the arrow..."

Hearing Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart poured out, he wondered if Zhang Huai 'an knew if the big fish landed?

“Listen... big fish ashore... big fish ashore... are you ready, are you ready? ”

“Rest assured, we have considered the landing of big fish, we are ready..."

When Zhang Huai 'an answered, Zhang Xiaoqiang slightly relieved himself, but only let go of half the big stone in his heart. Although they knew the approximate size of the big fish through Zhang Xiaoqiang's description, they did not know the actual deterrent capacity of the big fish. After all, the real strength of the big fish has never been fully demonstrated and there are too many variables.

The speed of the boat was said to be uncomfortable. During the dialogue between Zhang Xiaoqiang and Zhang Huai 'an, it reached an open water. As soon as it reached this water, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw many arrangements.

Each side at the entrance to the large pond stands a square of concrete, the concrete is poured very rough, the outer pit is depressed, some steel bars and steel scrap iron have many corners exposed outside the skin, it looks rough, like two irregularly long potatoes.

The square concrete is pressed against two large iron plates, underneath which are innumerable bearing coils, two thick wire ropes traverse the river and then the opposite iron plate. As long as the big truck with the wire ropes on both sides moves forward, the two pieces of concrete will seal their exits as the iron plates fall into the river.

There is also an arrangement in the pond, a metal stick plugged into the water from the shore, dense and numb metal sticks intricate on the surface of the water to form an alternative mesh, metal sticks connected to a coarse cable wrapped in black leather rubber, in the distance, the sound of countless diesel generators, like countless out-of-group bees flapping their wings at the same time.

These arrangements are designed to form a grid in the water that turns over fish and electricity, and there are many rough buildings on the shore, like granaries, that are very rough and have no exterior wall decorations on them. They are also very strange in shape, and they all have a similarity, and a huge funnel is facing the water.

From the arrangement of the funnels, those buildings are trapezoidal and the funnels are at the bottom, and as soon as the funnel exits are opened, the contents are poured into the water in the shortest possible time.

There is also an arrangement above the surface of the water. A mesh made of steel wire fiber rope is tied to the surface of the lake. The mesh is draped five or six meters above the surface of the lake. The motorboat is passing under the mesh. Several people sitting on the motorboat can see heavy iron lead hanging on both sides of the mesh. Iron lead pulls the edges of the mesh on both sides very low, almost to the surface of the lake.

It goes without saying that there are countless little iron hooks in the middle of the mesh like a tripod anchor. If you drop it, no matter where direction, there is always an iron anchor that will catch something. If you don't count the giant black fish behind you, it really doesn't matter how many big black fish come, you can only end up with one 'dead...'.