Apocalypse Cockroach

The man in front of him was very ordinary, ordinary in appearance, ordinary in height, thin in body, and thin, dead cheeks, his fluttering hair had lost its shine, dry as straw, black hair had become yellow, he had been torn by poison and lost his energy, it seemed that a wind could blow him away, he stood as an army, his hands sewn tight in his pants legs were slightly spasmodic.

This man was destroyed by poison, he could not carry a gun in his life, his eyes were also cloudy, not the kind of cloudiness in the eyes of the elderly, seemed to be dripped into some chemical ingredients in the eyes, bright red blood silk, brown pupils are dim ink green, no magic, no shine.

Zhang Xiaoqiang saw a part of this man's insistence. After entering the door, he stood as an army. Faced with Zhang Xiaoqiang's examination with everyone, he was still fearless. He looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with a slight arrogance. He gave Zhang Xiaoqiang a feeling with his cloudy eyes. His eyes were cloudy, but his heart was thorough. Although he did not know what he was holding fast to, he gave Zhang Xiaoqiang a fondness for him. A man who knew how to hold fast was a strong man.

“Hate me...”

Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly said something that surprised everyone else. It seems that the man saved his own side. Those who want his life are the people on the island.

“You shouldn't have slaughtered civilians... they're just a bunch of persecuted poor people. ”

The man's eyes were still cloudy and his color had not changed, as if this offensive remark had not come out of his mouth.

“Hmm... you are a soldier, at least a former soldier, and you should know that as long as they have weapons in their hands, they will cease to be civilians, they will be killed by me, I will only kill those who have weapons in their hands, whether they are former civilians or thugs of the time, and all I know is that if I do not kill them, my comrades will be killed by them. ”

Huang Quan stood up and rebutted to him. Huang Quan was dressed in a washed military uniform, hanging an arm and standing in a more standard position than he was.

Yellow Springs' military posture stabbed the man in the eye, and he narrowed his eyes slightly:

“You're a soldier, too? Did you really kill them? ”

“XXX Army XXX Guard Officer, Ensign Yellow Springs, they were all killed by me, only enemies in the eyes of the soldiers, they are my enemies. ”

The man stopped talking. He looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang and asked:

“What do you want me to do? Tell you what, I just want you to treat the people who survive, the clean ones..."

“Is the situation on the other side really what you said? Do you swear in the name of a soldier? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang said this softly, staring at the ex-military.

“I swear on behalf of my soldiers that everything I say is true. ”

“Okay... you go out..."

After the man went out, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his head and said to Huang Tingwei:

“Send someone back to reconnaissance to make sure you don't forget any corners. If I'm not mistaken, there might be a tidal wave across the shore..."

Huang Tingwei's eyes glistened slightly, nodded silently and turned away.

“Brother Cockroach... didn't he already swear?” Yellow Springs is insoluble.

“He swore, unfortunately, that he was no longer a soldier..."

Fire sparkles, stray bullets fly, a walking corpse is hit by stray bullets, torn into pieces and split apart, interrupted by a silent head falling low on the ground, flying nitrous smoke scattered with countless flying soil, black soil scattered in the air, or large or small crushed stones quickly fell, and hit the corpse marching forward like an ant below.

From time to time, zombies have been hit and fallen, from time to time, zombies have been tripped under their feet, as long as they have fallen, there is no chance to stand again, thousands of zombies have been slaughtered on the battlefield chosen by the convoy, gunshots, gunfire, explosions, and flames in a row depict the whole battlefield as hell, and zombies struggle in hell.

Jiangfeng scratched over, the nitrous smoke in the corpse was blown into the obstruction position, the nitrous smoke, the division leaders and the team grown up and shouted, beside them, a timid temporary teammate fired the bullet in their barrel, behind them, the woman who was used to farming carried the ammunition box to convey the ammunition to the position.

Some cowardly, tender, or shy women in the eyes of men sat in the trenches in front of the chest wall, loading a bullet with an empty magazine, gunshots fired around them, smoking smelly nitrous smoke all around them for a while, women didn't look up and they buried their heads in the magnificent magazine.

A team member threw an empty magazine full of sacks at the women, the sacks twisted and countless empty magazines scattered, and the women picked it up with their hands and feet.

“Hands and feet are on the edge, I don't see those things coming up, then I'll see who can escape... you lazy bitches..."

The teammates were temporary teammates, came out with these women, the words he cursed were heard by women, whether the sex was soft or spicy, they bowed their heads and carefully handed a good magazine into the sack to the man, they knew that they were scared, men were even more scared, they only had to bury bullets in their heads, men had to carry guns to kill those boundless monsters, they did not blame him.

Zhang Xiaoqiang, sitting in a wheelchair, saw the performance of those women and nodded, a group of great women, who were exposed to the same dangers as men, who were in a trench with men, who also played an unexpected role, who would do anything, who could do anything, who silently supported the logistics of the convoy, and who did the same as the battle squad.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was sighing, Yuan Yi was worried, worried about Zhang Xiaoqiang, Zhang Xiaoqiang was too close to the front line, his wheelchair was less than 10 meters from the first trench, if there was a S-type zombie breakthrough, Zhang Xiaoqiang might take the first hit, as for the others, she did not think, all she cared about was Zhang Xiaoqiang, her man.

The commander of the Temporary Front was Huang Quan, although he broke one arm, which did not reduce his passion. He hung his arm and ran on various strike points, issuing new orders from time to time. Zhang Xiaoqiang personally supervised the battle behind him. Others also tried to cooperate. In the absence of Zhang Xiaoqiang's presence in the battle, they fought in a colorful manner. At this time, anti-aircraft guns in heavy fire had not joined the battlefield.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not worry about the war situation on the front. He searched for type 2 zombies in a dense mass of bodies. Only type 2 zombies could really create a crisis on the front.

Tens of meters behind Zhang Xiaoqiang, where the 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine gun, Yang Kel wears sunglasses, with a focus on the machine gun is indestructible, there is a large pair of people who look at who is not well enough to eliminate this rush to eat.

There was a little man beside her, meow, meow, black and white, staring dead into Yankee's hand at the barrel.

“Sister Cole... just let me touch it... really, just touch it, please..."

The crisp voice like the fountain water dings out of the meow mouth that never opened in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang. If Zhang Xiaoqiang hears this naive crisp and bright with a strong nose sound, the sounds of Laurie that make people's souls fly out of the meow mouth, he must regret it.