Apocalypse Cockroach

This zombie surprised Zhang Xiaoqiang very much. He did not, like his other companions, eagerly open his mouth to bite. The zombie Zhang Xiaoqiang encountered had an extraordinary enthusiasm for food, whether he could move or not, and even Zhang Xiaoqiang's chopped head was still eager to bite at the moment before his death, like a snake, fully explaining the zombie's desire for food, as well as his attitude towards food.

And this one was just a little unemployed. It didn't even open its mouth. It just turned towards Zhang Xiaoqiang's side. As Zhang Xiaoqiang's footsteps approached, it was always a greedy looking zombie. This time, he didn't show greed for food. His face was moving. He opened his sharp gaze on the zombie's face and actually saw a little frustration.

Zhang Xiaoqiang could not have imagined that this expression would appear on the face of the zombie, which made him feel absurd, as if it was not a zombie, but a bad luck guy who looked like a zombie?

After Zhang Xiaoqiang walked to the zombie to observe carefully, he understood that he was not mistaken, the zombie did not react in the slightest to the food standing beside him. Instead, as Zhang Xiaoqiang approached, the dark, lean muscles of the zombie body did not beat autonomously. He stood in front of the zombie sharply felt the fear of the zombie, the zombie was scared, he never knew why the zombie was scared of something, he held down the craving for food, because he was scared and his whole body spasms.

Looking at this learned zombie, Zhang Xiaoqiang could not laugh, directly or indirectly died in his hands at least hundreds of thousands of zombies, among them tens of thousands of dead tides like D3, no matter how many zombies he killed, no zombie expressed fear for him. Instead, doctors who squatted in the laboratory every day to make a zombie scared, doctors how perverted has that guy reached? One thing to consider is that what doctors do to zombies has exceeded the limits of their endurance.

The zombie was not afraid of Zhang Xiaoqiang, but of the footsteps of a leather shoe. It was impressed by the sound of footsteps. The doctor who wanted to come and wear the same leather shoe turned around the test bench all day, doing a tragic experiment on him. His fear of footsteps had overwhelmed his natural sense of smell.

At this point, the zombie suddenly trembled, trying to break free of the wire, instead of figuring out how to make a qualified zombie, the goddamn footsteps sounded two times at the same time.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's footsteps were detected by the doctor, no one dared to appear in his private area, which aroused his curiosity, walked out with the lunch box, saw Zhang Xiaoqiang turning around the operating table to observe the necrophilia, saw that the big boss appeared, even if the doctor was no longer in good hands, had to welcome out for examination by the superior leadership, maybe it was a habit, he did not put down the lunch box, stood next to Zhang Xiaoqiang with the lunch box, and watched the necrophilia with him.

“Is it scared? It's scared? Have they evolved into feelings? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the severely struggling zombie and asked the doctor. The doctor looked at the struggling zombie uncomfortably. Since the zombie came here, it has been struggling. Sometimes the doctor would tease the zombie to make it struggle in order to test its fatigue.

“It's not evolution, it's conditional reflexes, like killing a frog, even if you chop off its head, peel off its skin, pull off its intestines, go down to the pot, and if you touch the frog's nerves, it still moves, it urinates. ”

Speaking of which, the doctor felt the weight of the lunch box in his hand and remembered that he was still eating, pulling a bite from the lunch box into his mouth, smelling the smell of the necropolis, vaguely said:

“I've done a lot of limiting tests on it, tested it all over the body, got a lot of data, and made its body remember some special signals, such as footsteps, and collisions between surgical instruments and metal plates...”

The doctor said that Zhang Xiaoqiang was excited and took a pair of the seemingly cleanest and threw the hemostatic pliers on the plate that the zombie would never use.

“Tinker Bell...”

A crisp sound, the corpse suddenly convulsed, unprecedented in magnitude, and the two fixed claws flexed hard on the metal frame, seemingly about to break the steel pipe.

“In other words, not replicable… or do you need more zombies? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang said this, the expression on the doctor's face changed, and there was no master to learn the city, put the lunch box by the basin with the necropolis intestine, rubbing his palms and saying:

“Brother cockroach really said that my heart went to Kanli. So far, the search team has only brought me one evolutionary zombie. I would have brought back three, two S-type and one D-type. I don't know what went wrong in Huang Quan. I sent one S-type and one D-type all to Xu Jing's crazy woman. By the time I went there, she had melted the zombie with strong acid. I don't know how wasted it was. My heart, it hurt badly at the time. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang was stunned when he heard this. He really didn't know about this. Xu Jing studied the materials. In any case, he got involved with the equipment. Huang Quan went to please Xu Jing. Zhang Xiaoqiang also understood that, isn't that a corpse? Not there?

said Zhang Xiaoqiang with a nod:

“And don't worry, I'll say a word, zombie I'll drag you back one car at a time, as much as you want, evolutionary zombie is nothing? Chance for me to catch you a Type 2 zombie...”

Zhang Xiaoqiang said here, suddenly found the doctor's eyes flashing, suddenly remembered, the doctor doesn't care about D2 or anything, as long as it's a zombie he wants it, let's say Zhang Xiaoqiang caught D2 back, but with what? Once free, the dead are not one or two.

“D2 Don't even think about it... don't even think about it. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang pointed to the steel ring fixing the evolutionary corpse and cut the words to death. When the doctor heard this, his face immediately changed its expression. Instead of carrying the festivities of the city as he had just done, he took the lunch box and picked the rice into his mouth. It seemed that Zhang Xiaoqiang, standing beside him, and the corpse lying on the operating table, was the air.

“By the way, I'm looking for you. There's an S3-type zombie in the gathering place...”

“Dang...”

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't finish his words, the doctor's lunch box fell to the floor, the rare porridge of white flowers spilled all over the floor, a big foot heavily on the scattered rare porridge, the doctor stepped on the rare porridge and kicked open the lunch box, walked to Zhang Xiaoqiang and looked at him with red eyes, reaching out to pick up a scalpel knife and waved excitedly, his mouth shouted:

“Where, where? Take me there, we'll get it back. What more evolutionary zombies, type 2 zombies are needed with S3? We don't need them all. I just want S3...”

Say it, the doctor seemed determined to insert the scalpel into the cervical vertebra of the evolutionary zombie at random, and didn't know where it had been cut. The zombie's brain twisted and completely lost control of the body. Seeing this gradual death of the zombie, Zhang Xiaoqiang discovered that the zombie seemed to be happily embracing death with an emotion of relief.

“Put the knife down. What's the point of sniffing around here? Last night, 3,000 armed men were blocked, two evolutionists were surrounded, or it killed more than a dozen people. ”