Apocalypse Cockroach
Chapter 501: 501 Zhang Huaian Plays Hooligans
Zhang Huai 'an shouted out a sentence with a treble horn. The man's face showed difficulty and hesitated for a while. He began to disarm his clothes, top, pants, shoes. Finally, he wore a pair of underwear, raised his hands, held up his furry chest, and turned around three times to allow him to approach the convoy.
He was wearing underwear, his furry thighs naked, and his clothes were forbidden to be worn again. Even so, he had to accompany him carefully with a smile on his face, sweeping the eyes of the team waiting for him and the polished anti-aircraft gun.
The man in his early thirties, looked loyal, looked honest, the spinning eyeballs betrayed his anxiety, no scars on his body, no calluses left by his fingers, walked barefoot on the rough ground to make his feet very uncomfortable, unconsciously shrunk his toes and walked behind his heels, after he was pointed by several 95 rifles, he stared at Zhang Huaian standing in front of him and bowed deeply.
“What have you got to say when you get out? If you want to wait any longer, I won't say yes. I'm busy. I can't wait a minute. Here or no. Say something..."
“The chief..." As soon as the man spoke, Zhang Huai 'an was anxious, and he hurried to interrupt the man's words.
“Don't call me chief, I'm just a small advance captain, only responsible for this road, our chief is called Brother Cockroach, 3,000 infantry men, like tank missiles, I'm the one looking for you today, it has nothing to do with our chief...”
Zhang Huai 'an Zero said a lot. The more he heard the man standing in front of him, the more shocked he was. 3,000 troops. He thought there was moisture, converting it to 1,000 is more or less. Besides, the other party still has heavy weapons. As for tank missiles, he didn't doubt it. He saw the paratrooper tank at first sight. Doesn't the long barrel indicate the bottom gas of the other party?
“Yes, yes, yes... I don't know what the captain calls it..."
The man bowed again, but the magnitude was bigger than just now, his cheeks could see a bubble on his crotch, when he got up, his eyes swept into an impatient Yankee face, he didn't look carefully at Yankee,
Yankee had a straight back slanted knife that poked the ground without a scratch. The 30-cm-wide knife was no thinner than Yankee's small waist. The thicker back of the knife proved that the knife had no chance of reducing the material by stealing. Cutting half the pebble on the ground meant that she did not have a toy in her hand.
Seeing here, he was more scared. It seemed that the new humans were not only in the gathering place, but also the one in front of him. A hundred kilograms of knife was lightly haired in the little girl's hand, and the white bone shield that stood on the ground with his left hand at will. Doesn't the big teeth at the bottom seem fake? Don't men dare to go on and show their goodwill more sincerely, but their calves start cramping.
“Just call me Captain Zhang. Don't talk to me. Say yes or no...”
Zhang Huai 'an shook his hand revealing the brilliant watch, rubbing the big back of the oil flower with the wind of his right hand full of rings, staring at the big iron door in front and saying.
“Captain Chang, either we don't agree, or you just wiped us out, you can't turn out, don't say ten cars of ammunition, even half cars of ammunition we don't have...”
Zhang Huai 'an's pupils shrunk sharply and moved his gaze from the big iron gate to the man's eyes to stare dead, jumping out of his teeth one word at a time.
“Do you really think we're muddy? You really think we're bluffing? ”
Without taking the man to answer, Zhang Huai 'an made a gesture. The two members of the team twisted the man's hand behind his back and took him to the side. The man didn't know what the situation was, so he did what he had to say.
“Use a bayonet to save bullets.” Zhang Huai 'an stopped looking at the closed door after he had finished his speech, and the high artillery team also changed their chances to put on a new magazine.
“Ah... yes... we have... we have everything... kill me and I have nothing..."
The man howled like a pig, his body swinging violently, no longer walking on two legs, the whole person could not survive crooked on the ground, like prawns struggling in a frying pan, jumping on the floor, making the members who grabbed him feel like scratching mud.
“Come back..."
Zhang Huai 'an shouted loudly and the man was pushed in front of Zhang Huai 'an's foot. The man lay on the ground, staring at the greasy big toe shoes in front of him, gasping for air. He was just frightened by the line of life and death.
“You're so bad, hey, you're not being honest, are you? Boy... you're a little tender..."
Zhang Huai 'an was very proud to pull out a zippo lighter and light a cigar. He squatted down and sprayed a smoke on the man's face, coughing him choking.
“Sir, do you want me to go back and get them ready? It takes time to prepare ammunition, too..."
Before the man finished speaking, Zhang Huai 'an stepped on his face. Zhang Huai 'an carefully stepped on his face with the sole of his shoes and tried not to let his face touch his mirror-like upper.
When a man stomped on his foot, he dared not move, he did not know how to piss off the murderous demon again, and he tried to close his mouth to the ground with a vague plea for forgiveness.
“Don't treat me like an idiot. I hate people treating me like an idiot. Do I look like an idiot? ”
When he heard Zhang Huai 'an's warm tone above his head, the man was anxious, and he clamped some other words in his vague plea for forgiveness. His right hand kept clapping on the ground, even though his right hand was blurred with flesh drawn by sharp stones.
Zhang Huai 'an saw that the fire had arrived, loosened his right foot, his eyes pointed at Zhang Xiaoqiang sitting on the wheelchair, and saw Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded, suddenly his confidence burst, bullying people, who wouldn't?
“Cough, cough...” The man coughed and spit out the mud sand at the corner of his mouth, looking at Zhang Huaian with a high toe, bitter face, whispered:
“Sir... if you want material, you have to have someone return a letter. Even if you kill me, they won't believe you. ”
Zhang Huai 'an scornfully glanced at him and slowly said something that scared the man almost pissed incontinently at the time.
“I'll kill you first, prove our sincerity, and then I'll see if you can send someone out to talk to me, or I'll blow it up until it blows up...”
“Big... Grandpa!” The man shouted a long trembling sound and shouted out in a sad tone.
“Sir, if you kill me, they won't be able to take out ammunition. If there's enough ammunition, I don't have to negotiate. I know everything they know. As long as you don't kill me, I... I'll make you a cow. I'll make you a dog. I'll make you a good old dog..."
As the man spoke, he looked up and saw Zhang Huai 'an's cold eyes. He shouted in his heart: “Bad dish, tell the truth. ”
“You said you couldn't take out ammunition if you killed him? You're ignoring me again. Do you really think I look like an honest man? Come on, put him...”
Did the man react quickly? He climbed up as soon as he was busy. He knelt on his knees and kowtowed to the mountains. He yelled in his mouth:
“I... I say everything in it, I say everything, as long as I know, I say everything I shouldn't..."
Zhang Huai 'an made a gesture, slowly wandering around the man, touching his chin, squinting his eyes, like measuring a lamb to be slaughtered, men kneeling on the ground, pupils enlarged due to fear, trembling waiting for Zhang Huai 'an's final arrangement, he has determined that the group is really not a good person, evil, I am afraid that several heads of the gathering place cannot compare to them.
“Hahahaha... Misunderstood, um, must have misunderstood, brother was shocked, someone... help brother put his clothes on, let him come to my camp, please welcome him alive... you know...”
Zhang Huai 'an suddenly showed kindness, making the men unable to touch their heads and the team members unable to touch their heads. They had already been given instructions, and Zhang Huai 'an said whatever it was.
Zhang Huai 'an showed peace and goodness. In the eyes of the man, the fierce evil he showed made the man more afraid. The man could not understand the idea in the captain's heart. Everything the captain showed was ghost unpredictable, murderous, easily angry and happy. Even more, he did not speak in tone. God knows what thoughts will come up next.
The man was scratched clean, not to mention personal items that did not appear to be dangerous, even the white handkerchief he was waving when he arrived was confiscated.
He was pointed by two team members into a temporary tent at gunpoint before he found a lot of people sitting inside. Zhang Huai 'an Dama Golden Knife sat in the main position, beside Huang Tingwei and Huang Quan, beside Ding Luo and several division leaders, Zhang Xiaoqiang and Lu Xiaobu sat behind the unnoticed.
“Tell me, how much ammunition and supplies can you take out, you know, we used a lot of shells to clean the bridge, and now the shells are expensive, you can't let us lose Ben...”
Zhang Huai 'an grabbed the topic of ammunition as soon as he came up. He could eat them to death.
When a man listened to this, his heart hung in his voice again. Zhang Huai 'an could not talk about which pot, there was really ammunition, the gathering place would still be so breathless and swallowed up, he would rush over to kill them a long time ago clean, and he had to show up to exchange his life for a countermeasure?
“Sir, would you like me to introduce the situation first? ”
Men hang their brains out and come up with a knock, let them know what's happening at the gathering place, find out what they're interested in, and send them away, as long as they don't stare at the ammunition.
“Is it necessary? I don't need to take your piece of shit. What's the most valuable thing in the world right now? It's not population, it's not gold, it's food, it's ammunition, it's raw materials that can make weapons..."
When Zhang Huai 'an said that gold was worthless, he seemed to have no idea that his hands were filled with gold rings, and he waved his hands violently in order to increase his tone. The sparkling glow of the worthless gold ring attracted the eyes of everyone in the house.
Huang Tingwei got up and stood next to Zhang Huai 'an. He muttered a few words in his ear. The voice was not loud and the man could not hear what they were muttering. His heart was slightly stirred. He hoped that he would have a clear reason to remind Zhang Huai 'an to rescue himself who was suffering in the oil pan.
“Go ahead, don't play with me. If I know you're lying to me, hum...”
“Don't dare..."