Apocalypse Cockroach

Five minutes later, all the movement suddenly calmed down. When the moonlight reappeared through the clouds, the entire camp recovered the same cool as it had just been. It was just that all the patrols that had wandered had fallen to the ground, and their bodies had twisted strangely in various positions. It was the bones that had been interrupted all over their bodies, and no one could breathe. These were the 1500 warriors of Wen Wen's forces who were ready to clog up. These people had not died in the hands of the corpses, but had died one step at a time in the hands of their own people and in the hands of the poor they wanted to protect.

On the edge of the camp, countless people flew out of the camp, as if countless grains of sand had gathered on the edge, with a flow of about 2,000 people, most of them with steel pipe wooden sticks. Hundreds of them had knife shields, and the two leading men, each with a rifle, were taken from the patrol.

They waited for a few minutes outside the camp to see that no one was coming out or talking, and they ran silently towards a wall that was tall and distant, along the edge of the gathering area, using the dump as cover, bypassing the vehicle being constructed in the centre of the gathering area and up to the wall from the most marginal corner.

Some of them came up during the day to clean up the zombies, familiarize themselves with the road, know that there are not many troops on the fence, only surveillance, heavy fire is arranged in the middle, even if it happens, it will be difficult to get over for a while.

Two thousand people touched the wall, first more than ten clever men went up to the wall, holding a short knife smeared with yellow mud and touching the guard not far away, all the energy of the guard was placed on the mountain of the dead, no sense of all the movement behind him, suddenly a wind sounded on his body, the guard wanted to turn his head, a dirty big hand covered his mouth backwards and fiercely, the guard lost its centre of gravity and fell backwards, while a sharp knife cut his neck.

The knife cut off his throat tube and neck artery. In the sound of blood, the guard suffocated for a moment. He was lightly placed on the ground. Several big hands grabbed him, took his rifle and clip. He held his hands close to his neck and watched more than a dozen backs touch his comrades. He wanted to scream, but could only throw up blood in his mouth.

More than a dozen people killed more than 20 guards silently and returned with their weapons. They dared not kill again. In front of them was a heavy machine gun and a firepower group. Five people could not be killed at the same time. Once disturbed, they would be sieved in front of the dead mountains.

Those people will come close to their lighting lines and interrupt several of them to extinguish. The light source at the edge wall is a little dim. If you look this way, there is a large area under the wall that is in the dark, and there are several more lights from the forest stars in the dark, you will not expect a change here, just think that the bulb here is damaged.

Then, countless people went up to the wall, jumped along the wall to the bottom of the pile, the pile had begun to rot completely, everyone had crawled in rotten meat, thousands of people had crossed the river more than 10 meters, passed through the corpse to the foot of the other side of the mountain, climbed up, hundreds of people in front were smooth, quietly disappeared on the back of the mountain, and people had been scratched and scratched by half dead corpses in the mountain, and it was not serious, and climbed on.

When a thousand people climbed over the mountain, the thousand people behind followed, and suddenly, the second wall shot loudly, several people climbing in the middle of the mountain were shot to death, rolled down the mountain and smashed over a dozen people. At one time, people were panicked, and many people knelt down and cried out for their surrender.

“We've killed so many people, surrendered and can't live. Let's move forward, maybe we can find a way to live. Don't forget the 300 heads...”

If one of the crowd yells out above, the people below seem to wake up suddenly, no longer worried about the bullet around them, screaming and climbing up, the bullet behind them flashing a little fluorescence in the night sky, drilling a mist of blood on their companions in front of them, beating the corpse around them and spraying it on their face, body.

People climbed up hard in the bullet attack, only two of their guards were found on the wall, two of them could not block the climb of thousands of people, in the sound of earthquakes, they could only shoot the bullets at the fastest speed, hoping to slow down the people in front, get the support behind them to arrive, in the process of firing, more than a dozen light chains out in the crowd below, two guards were hit by more than a dozen bullets at the time, one in the eyebrow, unable to fall backwards, the other one with a gun fell under the wall, the rifle and the bullet was taken away in the next second.

Without the bullet harassment, the speed of advance of the crowd is accelerated again. They know that safety is only temporary, and crossing the Mountain of the Dead can talk about real safety...

The next morning, Zhang Xiaoqiang went under the wall with Qian Kaixi and others, laying in front of them 25 corpses, of which 23 were slit throats, and two others were everywhere eye-catching. Half of them were Zhang Xiaoqiang's militia, the remaining half were among 3,000 reservists, the 3,000 reserve army had been on the second wall, after beating the corpse without even dropping one hair, but it was not expected that the first casualty was caused by the poor in the gathering place.

The twenty-five remains are still a small fraction, and there are still 112 bodies lying there with the poor in the gathering area, all armed men sent by Zhang Xiaoqiang to maintain order, including the two senior policemen of Qian Kaixi, none of whom are out of line, are extremely crippled, no one's bones are intact, they cannot even be lifted when carrying the bodies, like a pile of rotten meat, the faces of each deceased are distorted, imagine how much pain they suffered before they died.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's face was ugly. Likewise, Qian Kaixi was as ugly as everyone's. Qian Kaixi was killed for no reason by two old men. Others thought that they had died fighting in front of him. The warriors did not die in the hands of the warriors, but died in the hands of the survivors they sheltered. The anger in their hearts was unspeakable.

Over 300 people kneeling next to the bodies, these people were taken prisoner by backup, more than 1,500 escaped last night, more than 200 were shot dead, the rest were all taken prisoner, these people knelt on the ground, their eyes were numb and empty, they knew what they would face, they did not ask for forgiveness, because there was no need, they did what they did, they all counted, in other words, they would not forgive themselves if they stood in Zhang Xiaoqiang's position.

“I heard they caught two others with guns on them. Lift them up and let me see...”

Zhang Xiaoqiang swept the prisoners on the ground and rushed to the soldiers beside him. Two warriors immediately rushed into the middle of the prisoner, kicked over a few, walked over with two people, saw two people, Zhang Xiaoqiang was somewhat surprised. In the midst of the widespread malnourished prisoner, the two men were bright and a little red on their faces. They didn't seem to starve much, and they didn't know how to mix among the poor.

Like two quails drenched in feathers, the two big men were carried over and thrown at Zhang Xiaoqiang's feet to tremble. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked down at the two and the flame flashed in his eyes.

“Brother cockroach, some people down there recognize them. They used to be the major players in small forces. Many small forces disappeared, and they mixed among the poor. Many of the more than a thousand people who fled are like this. Each of them has his own life...”

Huang Tingwei reported in Zhang Xiaoqiang's ear that something so big had happened last night. As an intelligence officer, he could not be blamed. His heart was clear about the interrogation before and after last night. As long as Zhang Xiaoqiang was interested in something, he gave a detailed explanation at the outset.

“Have you ever been in the army before? ”

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