Apocalypse Cockroach

Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw a man, the new militia captain Ji Yong, who stood in the corner with a gloomy face. He looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang and did not blink like others, his eyes sprayed with anger, because Zhang Xiaoqiang said it was his big brother.

Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at Ji Yong and went on to say it carelessly. He wanted to use the death of several Liu Biao to remind these team members that the war was not a home, accidentally killing himself and others.

“Liu Biao, they are excellent, but they do not have the brains, do not know the form of battlefield, do not know to protect themselves, do not know to cooperate, he is also a person who is strong, if they have a little longer eyes, will they die?

All you know is that three or four of you are dead, one of the regular players is dead, or did you commit suicide, but you want to know why the official players are not fighting you on the front line? Do they have fewer combat missions than you?

I'm telling you, they can't hurt anything because they fight because they know how to fight with their brains, they know how to look at the situation, they know how to fight with their comrades. But do you remember, if you remember, do you still have casualties? ”

Hearing here, Ji Yong loosened his tightly pinched fists, and went underground like everyone else. The militia performed very well last night, but more of them beat themselves up. Don't say cooperating, even look around to see who didn't do it. If Liu Biao can pull a hand when they attack, just a reminder, Liu Biao will not necessarily die.

“All you know is to blame yourselves here, but not to sum it up from yourselves, and I'm telling you the truth, if you can't learn to grow up in battle, learn to sum it up, even if you die in battle, you don't necessarily get the body back.

Now I announce that Liu Biao, former leader of the fourth squadron, eighth squadron and third squadron of the militia, pursued his official teammate status, collected the remains after the war, waited to be transported back to the Warrior's Tomb at Hot Springs Base, and enjoyed a military funeral. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang said that many people were a little excited. They were all in the same group as Liu Biao. Although Liu Biao was trekking, he was really good to his own people. They were also pleased that he was able to bring Liu Biao into the earth for peace.

“As a brilliant warrior, Liu Biao was recognized by me, and I will not deny his achievements. His work will be engraved on his tombstone and engraved on the memorial hall.

Anyone who is disabled by battle, is allowed to join the base logistics post, get sick, get married, we're all wrapped up, even if you have no limbs, as long as your dick is still working, I'll let you have someone to die for... ”

Heard here, all the militias changed their faces, and in the late life, the cripples were useless. This sentence goes deep into people's hearts, and the cruelty in the gathering place makes them not hope for the promises of others. Just because Huang Quan was privately comforted when they were injured, the militia thought that Huang Quan wanted him to stop messing around, to reassure people, so the injured militia would commit desperate suicide. The militia saw the body depressed, thinking about what to do after they were injured. If they died, they would be happy, they would be afraid to die half-dead and live like dogs.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's solemn words in front of hundreds of people mean that he will fulfill his promises under the supervision of hundreds of people, a mountain-like promise, a promise that other forces cannot get, how to keep their faces intact?

“There is a long way to go, your enemies will get stronger and stronger, I don't know how many more of you will die, but... I hope you can use your brains, understand cooperation, know how to move in and out, you can't escape during the war, you can't flush when you should, you hear me!!! ”

Perhaps we have never answered together, the scene is very messy, some like the vegetable market, Huang Quan immediately changed face, one step forward is to be angry, arms tight, but was pulled by Zhang Xiaoqiang.

“Let me..." Zhang Xiaoqiang softly said. Huang Quan thought Zhang Xiaoqiang had to establish authority and nodded away.

“One, two, three decks, all of them, turn to the left... facing the side of the ship..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang ordered everyone to look at the boat's side. More than 500 meters from the boat's side, more than a dozen unknown mutant beasts circled thousands of mutant shrimp and slowly devoured them. At this distance, many people could see the approximate appearance of the mutant beast.

“I order that in an hour's time we will automatically enter the preparations for imminent war. Our goal is the serpentine mutant beast, killing at least three or more animals. All those who fought ahead will be included in the examination, as the basis for promotion. All those who retreat and flee will be killed, and those who do not stop will be judged as deserters. Do you understand? ”

No one answered, they were all stuck, listening to Zhang Xiaoqiang, they didn't have to stand idly on the boat and watch the mutant monster kill, they had to carry a rifle, get down to the boat and go to the monster, you know, the food of those things chased them in the middle of the night mutant shrimp, mutant shrimp, they all know, even though breakfast is the mutant shrimp eaten, but they're not afraid to watch?

“Well... the skin of that thing is hard... and the pliers of the mutant crayfish can't even be clipped...”

“Yeah... better wait for them to eat and leave themselves..."

“You can't beat bullets... more powerful than bulletproof vests..."

“This kind of thing... can die as many times as you go up there... it would make me feel better if you shot me..."

The militias did not have a high morale nod to reconcile, but rather panicked, unconsciously spoke to the comrades around them, said words without going through the brain, and don't think about it, Zhang Xiaoqiang was saying in the tone of the order, this is the military order, retreating is a death, standing still is also a death, the deserters who were killed before, the corpse would have been digested and excreted by mutant shrimp, if they did not allow the military order, you can imagine the end.

“Do you... want to die or live?!! ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang still smiled, and the shady black hair on the face of Huang Quan beside him was two extremes, but the words were like a change of tone from the file on the metal, people heard Zhang Xiaoqiang's tone was wrong.

“Ka Ka Wipe..." a bolt pulled sound in everyone's ears, Zhang Xiaoqiang, after issuing the order, consciously stood in the corner to form an encircled official teammate pulled the bolt, the gunpoint deflected the direction, hidden behind everyone.

Looks like a smile, looks like a peaceful Zhang Xiaoqiang, the eyeballs scattered a hint of shadow into the human bone, compared to Zhang Xiaoqiang's smiling face, standing beside Zhang Xiaoqiang, the yellow spring with black face looked much smoother, the militia instantly felt the chest bored, a suffocation.

“Live!!! Ask the Deputy Commander to order!!! ”

A rough howl rang from the middle of the crowd, the crowd looked at each other, standing on the edge of the corner, dressed in a militia uniform, Ji Yong. Hundreds of people on the first deck stared at him blindly, holding his chest up, his eyes burning at Zhang Xiaoqiang, unable to see a hint of force, but there was a bit of fanaticism on his face now.

The scene is a bit dull, but the time is not long. The response sounds gradually. All of them are team members of Ji Yong. So they are also own people, so we need to give Ji Yong a strong voice.

Then more and more people responded, the voice became louder and louder. When more and more people expressed no fear, the rest of them did not feel scared. Instead, they were poured into their hearts by the heat and blood in their hearts, and they began to howl out loud with their rough necks and red faces. As they shouted out loud, the last trace of fear was also dispersed by fanaticism.