Apocalypse Cockroach

Not far away, Zhang Xiaoqiang and everyone heard the sound of the machine gun and explosion in front of them. No need to think about it. The big blackbird launched another attack, but this time it was strange. The gunshot was not as loud as it had just been. As the convoy approached, it gradually became a little distant, from intermittent to tacit.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not order the parking reconnaissance, just let the convoy slow down, the smoke burst, the turning smoke formed a cloud in front, from time to time there was an explosion of ammunition, Zhang Xiaoqiang sharp eyes did not see the figure of the big bird in the sky, let Yuan Yi continue to drive forward, pull down Yang Kel holding the machine gun, and stand on the machine gun tower himself.

The highway is a roundabout highway. From time to time, the side overhanging wall blocks the sight in front of it. You must go around to see it clearly. Zhang Xiaoqiang held the machine gun and silently observed the movement around him. His acute eyes kept measuring in the sky.

Just bypassing a suspended wall, the sight was clear, more than a dozen big trucks blocked the road, three or four big trucks with black smoke, lit a flame, more than a dozen bodies scattered around the bus, on the side of the road, the fence was smashed open, where the huge opening, a newly extruded dirt road stretched forward to the side.

On the side of the highway, like the previous Big Bird attack, is also a large area of farmland surrounded by fields. The convoy was temporarily redirected, rushing into the farmland and proceeding further afield. There were seven or eight small cars in the farmland, the doors were wide open and abandoned on deserted fields.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not make more stops here, chased the front convoy into the field together, just rushed down, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that the front was full of vehicles, all kinds of low ground vehicles, in this field was ruthlessly eliminated.

Through the dirt road in the middle, the convoy went up to the road, and as soon as it got up to the road, the whole convoy sucked in a breath of cool air, the tragic scene in front and behind was completely incomparable, more than twenty large trucks and some minivans rolled over to the side of the road, the roadside was full of corpses, corpses were either pressed under the car or put aside by casual codes.

Most of the bodies had bullet holes in their heads, the original mud grey on the ground was filled with large chunks of plasma, black plasma was like a knocked over tomato sauce, a layer layered on the pavement with Whiteson's brains and a skull with long hair in the middle.

On one side of the road is wilderness field, on the other side is steep mountain rock, on the mountain rock, a broken large truck hangs skewed on the hill wall, broken windows, car doors open, all kinds of corpses scattered on dry trees all over the mountain, the corpses have been suspended on trees, there are pierced by sharp ends, looking at the blood spots left behind along the trunk, the car is silent for a moment.

The attacks here are not necessarily much smaller than just now, except that the leader of the convoy seems to be in a hurry and is reluctant to clean up the body, knowing only to rush forward, killing all the wounded, but not knowing to do so, will rapidly depress the morale of the convoy.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's small convoy continued to drive forward. The wheels pressed a new imprint on the stamped plasma pavement. The plasma splashed, and the military car continued to move forward, suddenly a faint cry for help came from the middle of the hill.

It was a man whose face was smeared with blood stains, unable to see his appearance at his age, his luck could not be said to be good or bad, dangerous stuck in a stone concave, his legs broken, strange not under his body, one arm not knowing where it was stuck torn, only one arm left to be grabbed empty-handed by the convoy downstairs, seemed to want to grasp a living hope.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stood next to the machine gun, looking at the man who was calling for help in front of him, his back closed his eyes, his right hand pulled out his pistol and opened his eyes, aiming...

After the gunshot, the man fell on the highway with his atheistic eyes open, four military vehicles in turn drove around the body forward, Zhang Xiaoqiang stuck the pistol back, did not turn his head to look at the body, only looking at the black smoke rising in the sky in front of him.

This man is not the first person he killed, but the first innocent person he killed. Zhang Xiaoqiang will not be soft for the guy who has a way of dying. When he kills, he will not reach out and will not fall into stone for anyone who has no strong relationship with him. This time... his heart is bored. Although it is to help that man get rid of it sooner, but the man has a lot to do with what happened to him.

Zhang Xiaoqiang held the machine gun and did not make a sound. He only looked at everything around him with his eyes. The road in front was intermittent. From time to time, trucks rolled over to the side of the road, a corpse, a wounded person sat there crying. When they saw the convoy, they wanted to go forward and call for help. When they saw the direction of the convoy, they simultaneously shut up and let the convoy drive by their side. They had realized that the front was not heaven, but hell for human life.

Here, Zhang Xiao Qiangmei calculated that the fleet lost one-third of its vehicles, and 30% of its personnel. The closer they got to the arsenal, the more urgent they acted. They didn't even care about the Big Bird raid. As long as the Big Bird didn't take huge damage all at once, they kept driving forward.

To be precise, Liu Zhenghua and Sun Kefu are already a little crazy and have lost their mind. What Liu Zhenghua wants is to find the arsenal, turn out the heavy firepower, and kill the big bird with a dense array. Sun Kefu wants to think that he has lost a lot of people, so going back is a loss. Better bet.

Not everyone wants to go back as they think. Only Liu Zhenghua's armed police force and Sun Kefu's people pressed down the scene. They continued to follow under helplessness. Many forces lost two-thirds of their vehicle personnel in previous times. Besides following several bodyguards around them, they did not have a single soldier. Instead, these people were the most resolute people. They already had no capital, and they had no desire to lose it like others.

As the convoy shrunk rapidly, as they approached the arsenal, the big blackbirds became more agitated, ignoring the convoy's firepower, landed directly on the ground, double-winged, crossed in the car, beaks shared with claws, chopped through a vehicle, and caught and swallowed the people inside.

In the flames and explosions, the big blackbird was like the warcraft of the phantom world, the world ravaged, a military car suddenly stepped on the throttle, and hit the big blackbird straight into the past, the big blackbird was less flexible than the sky, the military car hit the big bird hard at 80 yards speed, the big bird was crashed out, the big bird was lightweight, and a parabola was drawn on the head of the convoy.

Many began to cheer, crashing into the side of the Big Blackbird's army car, rolling on the ground, and the spinning car rolled over the dense crowd causing a scream, a bloody road.

The Big Blackbird did not lose its power to crawl to the ground, as others thought, and before it landed, the Big Blackbird patted its wings and stabilized itself in the air, at which point a white smoke never spread far away, and a 40 rocket sprayed into the big blackbird in the middle of the sky.