Apocalypse Cockroach

The toes finally stepped on the ground, the ground was flat and clean, the feet felt cool, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked quietly at the ground under his feet, not sad and unhappy. His mood was so complicated at this time, he had always said to himself that he could stand up. In fact, he understood in his heart that more was just saying, the last thing to sleep every day was to bend his legs, the first thing to wake up every day was to bend his legs.

Time passes every day, and sometimes he wonders for himself, can he really stand up? When he finally stood up on his own, he wanted to laugh, he wanted to cry, he didn't have to worry about his whole life in a wheelchair, he could stand, he could walk, he could jump, he could run, he would end up in front of everyone else, shouting.

Zhang Xiaoqiang sat in a wheelchair and slowly drank porridge. Yang Kel and Meow honestly sat down for dinner. Some time ago, Yang Kel and Meow and Shangguan Qiaoyun went out every day with the search team to find food supplies. They couldn't regret until Zhang Xiaoqiang was attacked. They unanimously decided not to leave Zhang Xiaoqiang's left or right side again, lest he sneak out and come back to scare them.

Nobody knew that Zhang Xiaoqiang had been able to stand up on his own strength. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not tell anyone. He wanted to wait for himself to fully recover before telling others. Although he did not know how long, he believed that he would definitely recover and return to base with a normal person.

Zhang Xiaoqiang drank the last porridge in the bowl, just placed the bowl on the table, swept the corner of his eyes to Shangguan Qiaoyun, Shangguan Qiaoyun was also looking at him, saw Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at himself, Shangguan Qiaoyun gemstone like demonic pupil emitted brilliant glow, bright red lips unconsciously stretched out on the lips caress.

Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly struck a spiritual spirit and quickly lowered his head to see if there were any rice grains left in the bottom of the bowl. To say who he was most afraid to see now? Shangguan Qiaoyun was definitely the first in line. This little fairy was really horrible. The other day, both sides stabbed the last window paper. Shangguan Qiaoyun came to him every night. Zhang Xiaoqiang could not say no for the dignity of the man. It was conceivable that at this time, he really knew the benefits of Yuan Yi. Only he could find her himself. She would not take the initiative, just because she was shy.

“I'm finished eating, I'll go out and check on Zhang Huai 'an's progress, um, you guys eat slowly..."

After Zhang Xiaoqiang finished, pushing the wheelchair to escape was like going out of the door. The other women were somewhat mysterious. Only the upper official Qiaoyun mouth had a slight smile, and Slow Slow Slow Slip was drinking porridge.

“I'm going to squeeze you dry to see if you can still hook someone up...”

That's Shangguan Qiaoyun's real idea. Women, there's nothing not to be jealous of.

Zhang Xiaoqiang pushed the wheelchair to a busy worksite. A brick wall was gradually forming. The coal-for-work strategy in the camp was successful. The lack of fuel in the gathering area was almost extreme. A larger force transformed the solar water heater and boiled water to cook food. Other small forces and civilians had no choice but to do their own thing. As for the poor, they did not even have food.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's indifference to the power of the gathering place is good, it is now or summer, by winter, there are no heating tools and fuel, the gathering place does not know how many people are going to die, how many people are not related to Zhang Xiaoqiang, he just wants to find boats and recruit crew, that is all.

Zhang Huai 'an was wearing a grey work suit and Huang Tingwei ran up and down in the construction site. There was no pretending position in front of other power leaders. After all, he was still best suited to do specific work. He was not his director in reception of official cavities. In front of those leaders, he only played rogues and hooligans.

The fence is necessary, it is the last line of defense in the camp, whether it is against big fish or other forces. Shen Xue-designed defense system is not only a fence wall, outside the fence, in addition to numerous hidden trench traps, there is a strange roadblock.

The purpose of the barricade is a single bunker, with a large, triangular slope that can split objects rushing through at high speeds. Standing behind the bunker makes it easy to shoot outwards, while standing outside the bunker, even long and tall, does not reach the angle of shooting, the enemy has to lie on a large slope and the gunpoint can only eventually be aimed at the sky.

There is also a spectacular building in the camp, a 12-metre observation tower, standing on the observation tower, not only can you easily observe everything by the lake, but the whole gathering place can also be seen, other forces have had quite a few words, but Zhang Huaian's hooliganism has dealt with the past, why? What can Zhang Huai 'an say?

“Honey, it's so boring. Aren't you bored? ”

Yang Kel pulled a frustrated meow and went behind Zhang Xiaoqiang to complain. The other day, they could still go outside for a while. Today, they can only stay honestly with Zhang Xiaoqiang in the camp. The camp is so big, they can't go to the lake. The two of them are bored and intolerable.

When Yang Kel complained, Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes were a little wet. Turns out he wasn't the only one bored.

Zhang Xiaoqiang finally embarked on a relaxing journey again. This time, there was his group, the members had Yang Kel with a knife and a shield, his little head was stretched out, meow, two members of the team hiding the pistol, one of whom pushed the wheelchair, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not seem too attractive to the idea of a heartfelt person. Cold weapons didn't matter. If he swayed the market with automatic weapons, he would not let anyone think of anything.

The destination of the tour group was the shantytowns that Zhang Xiaoqiang had never been to. The last time he saved the mother and son were already poor people in the shantytowns. They had already reached the end of the road. They didn't want to die in the sewage stream. Dirty to the polar shantytowns. They found a slightly cleaner place to greet their final resting place until Zhang Xiaoqiang saw them and caused a lot of trouble.

The shantytowns covered a third of the area of the entire assembly area, of which a small half lived with civilians relieved by other forces, more of the poor who waited for their own annihilation, and the ugliness here was like bacteria bred in rotten soil, everywhere. Someone had done a statistic that the daily population loss in the entire assembly area was about 50 people, of whom 8-10 were suicides, 10-12 were missing, 10 were killed, 25 were eaten by big fish and 5 were starving.

Ninety-nine percent of these casualties are shelters. Interestingly, both suicides and murders are men. It seems that women have more patience than men. Missing women make up the majority, starving to death, eaten by big fish, both men and women. Overall, women suffer less than men. Moreover, children are not counted as human beings, and there is no constant number of deaths, so weird that the place of assembly maintains the ratio between men and women.

Five people wandered around in the shantytowns, where there were many people, frequent exchanges, but not noisy. A hungry poor man was demonstrating Chaplin's silent film, where he could not see the prosperity before the end of his life, where there were only three expressions on his face.

The first is the most, numbness, despair, and cold, there is no other magic in the eyes, only holes, walking corpses walking in fleshy holes, they all know what their ultimate destiny is, when they can no longer survive, they will fall silently in the sewage, they will be dragged away by ropes on their ankles, and become a floating corpse in the river outside the gathering area.

The second, who also looked at them with a longing look, were women who, for various reasons, had not entered the ranks of asylum-seekers and were only part of the poor. After all, 70,000 young women, too competitive, had sold their bodies to get a little food to keep themselves alive.

The third kind of eyes are flashing, they measure them in the dark, these people hide themselves in the darkest corner, they are all vipers, they measure the prey in front of them, as long as Zhang Xiaoqiang reveals a little bit of blossom, they will jump hard, bite the throat of the prey, drink the blood of the dry prey.

The knife in Yankee's hand, the pistol in the crew's waist, and the slightly exposed rifle muzzle in the back hanging from the wheelchair, let these snakes know that it's not a prey in front of them, it's a fiercer beast than they are, and they take the fierce light out of their eyes and hide themselves deeper, waiting for the next fat sheep to appear.