Apocalypse Cockroach

“Remember? You have to show your eyes, nobody cares, nobody cares, Yankee, they're your bodyguards, let them solve anything special, you have to be greedy, you want everything, you can't see anything, and don't say yes to anything, you don't say no to any better terms, and of course, you don't have to be polite if they send beautiful women over..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang kept telling Zhang Huai 'an, Zhang Huai 'an bent over to listen, nodded from time to time, when Zhang Xiaoqiang said beautiful woman, he couldn't help but rub a cold sweat and said with a bitter smile:

“Brother Cockroach, last time I ate a turtle, did I still feel bad? Please forgive me, really let me go, I can't help it..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang was silent, and he looked down at Zhang Huaian with a sympathetic look and said:

“It doesn't matter, I met a perverted old man, and he likes to abuse me. Just learn from him and give those women a few whips, as if they were old enough. ”

Zhang Huai 'an: "@ @ # ¥# & & ¥%.........”

Zhang Xiaoqiang saw Zhang Huaian no longer talking in his face, nodded satisfied, stretched out his right index finger a circle in the air, waved down.

In the blast of high artillery, the vehicles blocked on the bridge continued to blow up. Huang Tingwei was right. No one ignored the ultimatum on the convoy, and they would not compromise until the last moment.

Flaming, rolling smoke, flying parts fell under the bridge more than ten meters high, splashing numerous splashes in the current, burning debris blocked the view of the convoy in the bridge, they could not see whether the opposite side had responded, if they could not see it, it would be ineffective, if it did not work, they would continue firing, the incendiary bomb would continue to spread to the other side.

Just during the intermission of the high artillery exchange, three crisp gunshots were fired from the bunker, the whirring bullet flew over the ear of the high artillery group, the fire group had not reacted, and the color immediately changed on Zhang Xiaoqiang's face.

“Team 2, give me the shot. If the shooters are hiding in the bunker, give me the bunker shovel..."

The counter-attack from across the shore caused heavy retaliation like a storm of anti-aircraft machine guns. Large-calibre bullets in the burning light chain, like meteors, shouted sharp noises and struck three layers of bunkers poured on concrete. The flames exploded, scattered cement debris in the red light fell apart, and the smoke spread, blocking everyone's sight. Large-calibre bullets continued to fire, and a burst of crying came from across the shore, higher than the sound of earthquakes.

Zhang Xiaoqiang lifted his right hand, anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine guns stopped firing, a mess on the bridge, burning steel parts, thick smoke rolling rubber tires, and countless broken glass and garbage debris.

The tanks of abandoned cars have been drained of oil. Apart from the explosion caused by the incendiary shells themselves, there has been no more bursting sound, the bridge has been constructed thick, no more damage has been caused, the obstacles on the bridge have been cleared, the smoke rolling through the rugged bridge surface can be seen across the large iron gate.

The large iron door is similar to the large iron door of the hot spring base, welded with countless steel plate rivets, the surface is not too decorative, there is little maintenance on weekdays, some rust, raw rusty steel plate, countless large rivets embedded on it, a welded line twisted like earthworms welded together that irregular steel plate.

Zhang Xiaoqiang realized that the large iron door, which was assembled together, did not have enough material in the spa base. Most of the steel plates were made from the body of the car that had been dismantled. The manufacturer had been careful, but the results were not eye-catching. The materials were really poor.

A whining broke Zhang Xiaoqiang's assessment of the big iron gate. The 14-5 caliber armour-piercing incendiary bomb can destroy the armoured car at a distance of 800 meters, let alone a flame storm within a distance of less than 200 meters? The bunker looked terrible, with a basin-sized pit all over it, and at the bottom of the pit, a hole in a black hole was slowly spreading green smoke.

The anti-aircraft machine gun fired for a short period of time, only a minute. A minute made this seemingly sturdy bunker into a wasp nest. No bullets flew in again. From the beginning to the end, there was only one counterattack, a single shot, three bullets. I don't know if it was a counterattack or a fire. However, even if the fire had nothing to do with Zhang Xiaoqiang?

The flame burned on the bridge, the rolling smoke fluttered in the air, the screaming came from the broken bunker to the other side of the bridge, everyone heard that the injured guy was not a big deal, screamed halfway or so full of gas, Zhang Xiaoqiang waited with the team members, the cannon's mouth pointed straight at the big iron gate.

Without keeping them waiting too long, a dirty grey T-shirt tied to a bayonet swayed left and right, saw the message from the other side, Zhang Xiaoqiang was calm, he turned his head to Zhang Huaian, Zhang Huaian nodded, gently wiped a large back with half a bottle of gel water with his right hand, tidied up a high-end suit.

Zhang Huai 'an wanted to show off as big a figure as possible, but the suit on his body didn't fit very well. It was obviously a size one. The real suit should be customized to get out of taste and pie. The original owner of the suit was in a great shape. There was something uneven about Zhang Huai 'an. There was a cigar on his mouth and he didn't smoke it. The pants were slightly wrinkled. A pair of eye-shaking leather shoes were shoved on his feet, and his ankle bones were exposed outside naked. The shoes were small, and he couldn't fit in with socks.

Zhang Huai 'an, dressed in a suit, stood in a military uniform and looked particularly different. Yang Kel stood beside him with an unwilling face. Yang Kel looked like a little daughter. He had a white bone shield in his hand. The white bone shield was a bit obsolete. It did not gleam like the original one. Time made the original slightly gleaming bone shield thick and restrained, and there was a rustic kind of mulberry.

Thirty centimetres wide, the oblique blade steel knife is like the other shield she held in her hand, crossing with the bone shield, the sharp blade, the dark and obscure knife face, and the light lifting of its weight in Yankel's hand, all show that the knife is not simple, not even the little girl with the knife.

Yang Qiaoyun was around, she showed no resistance to Zhang Xiaoqiang's arrangement, that big wave curly hair re-coiled, less glamour, more stability and atmosphere, still not wearing military uniform, a compact leather coat to support her beautiful and seductive curved perfection no doubt.

The face as white as a flower was quiet and muddled, a slight smile on the lips of the deep red, slightly soaring red lips, could not see whether that smile was pure smile, or ridicule her standing after Zhang Huai 'an, those bright gemstone-like eyes did not go to the observer Zhang Huai 'an's back, more gaze on Zhang Xiaoqiang's body on the wheelchair.

Zhang Huai 'an was nervous, he was never a low-key molecule, all of a sudden he was high profile one day, making him unnatural. On this hot day, he was sweating all over his head in a suit. I don't know if it was hot or rushed. The mechanical watch on his wrist always made him feel numb on the wrist. Once he raised his hand, the seven or eight large gold rings had shaken his eyes, and everyone else was waiting calmly. Only he was anxious, I don't know if he was anxious to get a response from the other side, or if he was anxious to get a reply from the other side too quickly, so as to give him a little more time.

Zhang Huai 'an hasn't been in a hurry for too long. A man's high voice came from a loudspeaker:

“Don't shoot... don't shoot again... if you need anything, we will satisfy you, don't shoot again..."

Nobody cares about that side. I've asked to be informed before. It's just that they've been pretending to be deaf and mute, and I don't know if this is a respite plan.

Zhang Xiaoqiang gazed a few times and saw that no one on the other shore had raised his head so far. Apart from the t-shirt, which swayed in the middle of the air, he turned his head towards Huang Tingwei, who nodded...

When the anti-aircraft machine gun fired, it sounded again. This t-shirt, which was picked on the bayonet, was torn to pieces. The torn force pulled the eighty-one rifle away from its control and flew away. The machine gun rang slightly and stopped. There were several large pits on the top floor of the bunker. The treble horn also stopped shouting and the two sides were silenced again.

“Listen inside, don't play tricks on me, I know your thoughts, you know my terms, I'll give you five minutes, and as soon as I get there myself..."

Zhang Huai 'an also took out a loud loudspeaker and shouted, then he was exempt. He took out his experience of dealing with the thieves when he was a policeman, holding his stomach forked and leaning back on his head and shouting.

It could be the fierce gunfire, it could be Zhang Huai 'an's strength, there was no white flag across the street, a man in a blue work suit stood up from the roof of the bunker and waved his hands, two more people stood up to tie him a rope, the man was hung from the ground by a rope, he untied the rope, waved a white handkerchief slowly coming this way.

The flaming bear on the bridge, the man walked through the unfired ground, rolling smoke smoked the black on his face, a large piece of soot black spot stained his clothes into clutter, he walked to the front of the car 50 meters before daring to go any further, dozens of black hole ground rifles were aiming at him.