Apocalypse Cockroach

After Zhang Huai 'an and Qian Kaixi handed over, Zhang Xiaoqiang approached Zhang Huai 'an's logistics deputy, Razor City. Seeing Razor City, Zhang Xiaoqiang asked Razor City to hand over 300 college students and said to him:

“The martial police are doing great this time, I hope to try harder, the regular soldiers have the strength, many of you have been killed and the guns have been worn out. I said, the guns have broken me to replenish the guns for you, the soldiers have died, I will double the replenishment for you, everyone will be a family in the future, I also don't say more, you go to the warehouse to get 300 rifles, those recruits will be in the independent battalion of the martial police to replace them, bring me a good soldier...”

Razor City did not expect Zhang Xiaoqiang to distribute the 300 elite strength to the armed police, as many weapons and equipment, immediately excited, seriously like Zhang Xiaoqiang salute, turned to arrange recruits.

Seeing that the recruits were taken to the armed police camp, Zhang Xiaoqiang squeezed his eyes and touched his chin, the armed police were the strongest force in his hand. Those recruits could become elite if they fought with the armed police a few times. At that time, if the armed police found money to settle their accounts, he would draw out these elites in action, and at worst, he would get hundreds of fighters.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was counting the armed police, and Wang Le, who had worked hard to build the bridge, took more than a dozen people to the back of the fence with a truck.

Wang Le hasn't seen Wang Le for a while. Wang Le has completely changed his appearance. His hair is like a straw chicken nest. He has a thick layer of dust stain on it. He doesn't know how long he hasn't had a shave on his face. It's worse than a homeless man's mess. Originally some blessed stomach has disappeared. Round cheeks have also lost a few laps, making his cheekbones protrude. His eyes can't be described with blood filaments, red flakes, and rabbit eyes look alike.

“Brother cockroach, I know that the zombie will be here soon. After the previous plane fell, I brought a hot air balloon with me. It wasn't finished yet. Later, I heard that I didn't have time to build a lookout tower on this part of the wall, so I finished this thing. I hope I can help. This thing can't fly far, but it's fine to raise it by 350m...”

Seeing the hot air balloon, Zhang Xiaoqiang Daxi, at the front they could not see the exact size of the zombie, if at high altitude, he would know the final number of zombies and give him confidence in the subsequent blockade.

Hot air balloon assembly takes some time, the sky darkens, it is also tomorrow to wait for the hot air balloon to rise, the distant sky shows a red, over time, the sky slowly faints, the red light of the distant night sky becomes bright.

“It's 19pm, maybe until the second half of the night...”

Looking at the red light in the distance, Zhang Xiaoqiang stood on the wall talking to himself, all personnel and materials were withdrawn, floating bridges had been dismantled, gaps in the wall had been blocked, all personnel were ready, warriors were on the wall, and survivors prayed to heaven in the open space by the lake.

The two walls are staffed with 6,000 soldiers, with 3,000 reservists and 500 heavy firefighters on the second wall, up to 8 metres high. The first wall is staffed with 1,500 militiamen left by Xiaoqiang in the camp, 600 men with Kaixi money, plus 300 women's battalions and soldiers.

Thousands of people squeezed the two walls tight and numb, they sat on the wall staring at the distance, the various lights on the camp wall mounted on the wall in front of them, hundreds of headlights lighted the opposite shore, the noise of more than a dozen diesel generators became the only main melody on the wall, listened to the monotonous noise of diesel generators, a hint of irritability appeared in everyone's mind, they could do nothing but wait, wait for the zombies to come and wait for all the unknowns.

No one wants to talk, from top to bottom, 400 corpses covered in white sheets are seen during the day, every team member up to the front walks past the corpse, sees the large red and white, they know it's the color of death, if the whole gathering place is broken, I'm afraid no one will be spared, they're not fighting for the gathering place, they're fighting for themselves.

On a silent night, the walls were bright, behind the lights, countless people sat on the ground waiting for the battle to come, the air was filled with silent dullness, the people on the high wall were slightly at ease, there were fences in front of them, the zombies were going to attack them, the first fence had to be captured beforehand, the combatants on the first fence had a good taste, they had heard a lot of daytime combat experience, the zombies had broken the line of 2600 people in just over three hours, they did not know they could last a few hours.

Time slowly disappeared and the red light in the night sky slowly disappeared. Everyone knew what it meant to disappear. Their hearts prayed for more light. Unfortunately, their prayers were ineffective. Time had come, the red light had completely disappeared, and thousands of people waited silently in the dark behind the light.

In silence, all of a sudden, a sharp whistle sounded all over the wall, countless people stood up and looked across the river, across the bank, scattered some shadows, those shadows slowly approaching, and when they were all exposed to the lights, the soldiers on the wall finally met their enemies, the corpses.

Sporadic and scattered, 35% of the corpses walked to the river under the lights, the naturally awed corpses stopped at the river and refused to go any further. Some of the corpses stepped into the river as if they had been burned by boiling water and even turned to go ashore. Some of the bad luck was hit by their companions behind them. They fell into the river water all at once and swept up a wave and disappeared into the water without bubbles.

Many people were so excited to see the zombie scared of the water that they hoped that this river, more than 10 metres wide, would keep all the zombies out.

Countless people had the same hope in their hearts, and then their hearts slowly hung until their voices, hung to their voices, slowly sank their hearts, as if pressed against a kilogram of boulders, sweat from the back of everyone's forehead, their eyes staring straight at each other, filled with fear, the slightest flare raised by the fear of water just now completely flattened, no more people could be heard on the wall, only the whimpering of high-powered lights in front of them and the countless sand sounds from the shore.

A layer of zombies emerged from behind scattered zombies, a piece of black pressure that shielded even blazing lights, and countless zombies were like a moving black screen, such as ink that diffused in fresh water, flooding vast open areas of brown and yellow.

Time is running out, less than ten minutes, the riverbank under the light has become a sea of zombies, and the black shadow continues to the end of the light, making people feel that the zombies in front are also like endless nights, endless.

The rear zombie did not know that the front zombie had stopped and was still moving forward. The first layer of zombie was pushed against the front, and the front zombie could no longer withstand the force behind him. It fell into the river water, and the whole surface of the water poured out constantly. On the other side of the river outside the fence, the water flowers poured out constantly, like a group of water monsters in the river water overturned the sea.

In an instant, countless zombies poured into the river, stretched out their arms in the water, or were taken away by the current, and saw dumplings under the zombies generally struggling in the water, and countless people simultaneously shouted a low cheer, hoping that the zombies could be permanently blocked by the river and never come again.

How do you know a signal sounds all over the wall: “Raise your gun... get ready...”

Hearing the order, he saw the long gun on the wall like a forest, raised it up, the next second, such as the mouth of the forest simultaneously flipped down, aimed at the opposite bank, saw the water flowers on the opposite bank gradually decreased, the zombies had stabilized their feet, and brushed across the bank, as if the tide covered the sky and ground, for a time, both sides began to hold each other.