Apocalypse Cockroach

Zhang Xiaoqiang returned to make the camp upside down, not for him, but for the women and children who were hiding behind him. These people did not expect, from outside, to look at the blind camp, inside is so vibrant, hundreds of people are busy traveling, they are neatly dressed, orderly, hands and feet busy living various miscellaneous goods, there is no need to be guarded and supervised.

Unlike elsewhere, the observation tower in the centre of the camp, the rigorous crew patrolling the walls with rifles behind their backs, the brazen quadruple anti-aircraft machine gun at the entrance to the camp and the 37 guns in pairs, all scared them so much that they felt strongly secure in fear.

Kids are always curious, they're not like those cowardly young mothers, they just hold their heads down, they measure up, they look around, boys and girls stare at the rifles on the team members, and there are all kinds of heavy weapons, the Last Age Church teaches them that only weapons are the most precious thing, they have weapons, they don't have to be beaten and abused, they have weapons, they can grab food, they can honestly bully people.

Everyone in the camp was busy, nobody greeted them with enthusiasm, and they were honest, maybe before the end of their lives, they were delicate, naughty, ungrateful. They've learned a lot since the end of their lives, and nine months of the end lives have made them forget that toys, cartoons, snacks, playgrounds, even bumblings and spongebobs have become worthless, and three months of hunger has made them realize that there's such terrible torture in the world.

Children are the best to change, they are the best to adapt to the environment, they are also the strongest to learn, they are different learning rats, they struggle like rats in the nest area, they eat everything, they dare to eat anything, some adults are starved to death, they are still alive, some people can't stand this hunger day and night to commit suicide, they are still alive, maybe without Zhang Xiaoqiang appearance, they can still live.

Kids who survive in this environment are the ones who have the best chance, they know how to pretend to be good, they don't expose their bad habits, they're afraid to be thrown out, they're here as soon as they get into the camp, they learn logistical walking postures, they learn their habits of speaking, he learns everything, as long as they see it.

Zhang Huai 'an appeared, he knew Zhang Xiaoqiang's physical condition, he could not be exposed yet, he appeared as the leader of the convoy, combed the fly up to the big back where he could split, wore an unfit high-end suit, held a large cigar that had never really smoked, carried his hand, looked cold, and watched hundreds of first campers at the entrance of the camp.

Hundreds of people stared silently at Zhang Huai 'an, who was eye-catching, Zhang Huai 'an's costume, Zhang Huai 'an's momentum, and others' respect for Zhang Huai 'an, all told them the fact that their fate was still in this seemingly bad middle-aged man.

No one spoke, even the busy people in the distance shut up, carefully do the work in hand, do not dare to make too loud noise to disturb this side, the team members walked around the crowd with rifles carefully guarded, they do not necessarily agree with Zhang Xiaoqiang's decision, of course, they will not object, they are just the machine to carry out their task, they will not actively contact these new people, their eyes are mostly on those women holding young children, what is hidden in their hearts, they are more realistic than Zhang Xiaoqiang.

“Don't think you can eat enough, it's impossible!!! ”

Zhang Huai 'an burst out a roar, shocked hundreds of children and women lower their heads, Zhang Huai 'an's expression was very bad, seemed to be leaking something, Zhang Xiaoqing sitting beside him was laughing, this old thing was protesting to him, of course it was nothing, Zhang Huai 'an just cared for his motorcade supplies.

“You all eat white food, you want as much as you do? Impossible, we take you in, don't want to see more floating corpses in the gutter outside, don't think I'm really gonna think you're all kids, that you can still live like normal kids? Bullshit. Don't be pathetic in front of me. I don't eat that...”

Zhang Xiaoqiang heard what was heard here. Zhang Huai 'an did not regard these children as children who knew nothing. Think about it. Before the end of their lives, street children themselves were a major destabilizing factor in society. Zhang Huai 'an saw those children a lot. Those children pretended to be pathetic, begged, pickpocketed, and even killed younger children for a little food. Their hearts were no simpler than the old oil strips of a longtime Commission.

“Put away your little tricks, I'll make rules for you today. Stealing, cheating, hiding, bullying, lazy, slippery, get out of here and be a rat, don't mix your food with me..."

Zhang Huai 'an put it out of his mouth. Zhang Xiaoqiang, with sharp vision, saw many of the children tremble with fright. They were more scared than other children. Most of the children were boys and few girls. Their bodies were slightly thicker than those of other children. Others with thin bodies turned their heads and looked at one of them, or a group. There was no happiness in their eyes.

Seeing here, Zhang Xiaoqiang shook his head and sighed. The arrival of the late death made everything different. Even the child became as cunning as a fox. Had it not been for the more cunning Zhang Huai 'an, God knows what would have happened in the camp in the future. Thinking of this, his heart was a little cold, and he turned his wheelchair to push towards his tent.

Behind him, Zhang Huaian's loud voice roared:

“And you, don't think you're here to enjoy yourselves, you're the light of children, you know, not everyone can come with their children, put away your clean mouth, there are more clean people out there than you, you have to work here..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't hear Zhang Huaian's declaration. He was laughing in his heart for a while. The old man's heart was softer than everyone else's, his mouth was harder than everyone's, and the typical dead duck's mouth was harder.

Huang Tingwei walked behind Zhang Xiaoqiang and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang's back a little hesitant. Half-hearted, he mustered courage to walk to Zhang Xiaoqiang's side.

“Brother Cockroach, what are you going to do with those kids? They can't be left idle to wait for dinner. Let them do something, or they'll be wasted. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang was reminded by Huang Tingwei that he was worried about this, the camp was under construction, the injured team members were nursing their injuries, and he couldn't get extra people to greet them. Did he let them work out in circles every day? As a result, the loss of food was multiplied, and the camp couldn't handle it?

“I remember you used to be a teacher. Tell me, how do I arrange them? Why can't I send them back to the base? Thousands..."