Apocalypse Cockroach

More than seventy pale faces, shaking the ropes of men holding their heads in their hands, kneeling on empty ground, their mouths constantly containing begging for forgiveness, but no one is willing to listen to them, only more than a dozen rifles surround them in a circle, the gunpoint from time to time aiming at their forehead and back, as long as they find something wrong, they will spray a deadly flame.

Ji Yongnian's men took control of everything, stood up, crossed the tired corpse, walked over the ground softened by blood, stood next to so many prisoners, and gazed at the prisoners and did not speak.

Half a day later, his right fingers were raised, and at the same time, he shouted, and the remaining dozens of singers surrounded him, pulling the bolt, putting on a bayonet, and surrounding the prisoner.

“No! Don't kill me, I don't know anything, we are all being blackmailed... ”

“I have news to say…, very important news…. ”

“Please, please, let me go... I didn't really kill your people... ”

All sorts of moaning and begging for forgiveness rang between the captives, their colors varied, most of them panicked, they knew what they were going to face, a few more kneeling on the ground, their eyes scanned quickly around them, a hint of darkness and determination flashed in their eyes, they were looking for an opportunity to release their resistance.

In front of absolute strength, whether begging for forgiveness or releasing resistance is ineffective. Those who beg for forgiveness are stabbed to death by a bayonet. Those who want to fight hard at the end are shot into cellular coal just as soon as they start. When the last person swallowed his last breath without meditation, Ji Yong walked with all his men towards the gathering place.

Hundreds of people killed hundreds of people, walking with a brazen breath, walking among them Ji Yong did not find anything wrong with his men, he just arrived, the gathering place will face a new round of storm, the bridge is built tomorrow...

Zhang Xiaoqiang could not have been unaware of the return of defectors to the wall. Hundreds of people's blood stained the bones of countless corpses. Hundreds more were killed by the scouting squadrons on their way out. He was informed that Zhang Xiaoqiang was not happy that all defectors had fallen, nor was he happy that the blood of the soldiers had been avenged.

There is only one reason why defectors who escape can come back at great risk. The day before the bridge was completely erected, the bridge must wait until midnight at the earliest to be built. The construction of the bridge does not amount to a viable passage. The capacity of a bridge is limited, and it takes time for thousands of buses and 120,000 people to be transported out of the assembly area.

Especially cars, Zhang Xiaoqiang's armoured vehicles and military vehicles are the top priority. Most bridges are actually built for these cars. Zhang Xiaoqiang is unlikely to give up. There are also material cars. Women are not the same as men. Women are an important resource of the end of life. A man and a group of women can reproduce and rest. A group of men cannot. Combating a zombie is a lasting war. Men die more often. As long as there are seeds, there are women, humans can be revived again. Without women, humans can kill more zombies only waiting to be destroyed.

So half of the 1,200 cars, half of the food, half of the women, the young women, if not, were the first women to be eliminated on long journeys.

Zhang Xiaoqiang had to face two choices, completely abandon the fence, while the bridge was built, lead his convoy and army out, one night enough for them to transfer, even Zhang Huaian and the armed police can transfer, of course, they will abandon the gathering area of nearly 100,000 people, 500 two hundred cars can carry more than 10,000 women, Zhang Xiaoqiang has enough time to carry these women to breed in the mountains of the missile base.

Another is to resist to the last moment and retreat with everyone. The two plans have advantages. The first plan minimizes the risk. Although the harvest is modest, Zhang Xiaoqiang's base is filled with barebacks without a wife, plus nearly 10,000 people on Lake Heart Island, and the base population. His strength has expanded nearly ten times, and 8,000 civilian fighters in his hands, but it is twenty times higher than before.

The second is step-by-step alarm, choosing the first, which preserves all the fighting forces, the greatest possible trans-shipment of goods, paving the way for future development, and the second, contrary to the first, which is likely to be exhausted, with heavy material losses, and the transfer of 100,000 people is a difficult task, but once these people have survived, the base will get a group of highly qualified personnel, and it will not be easy to survive to the base, and there will be a tenacity.

Two plans, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not tell anyone, believe that nobody dared to make any choices, including his Zhang Xiaoqiang, 100,000 people's lives and deaths were only a matter of thought, nobody dared to pay this responsibility, and nobody dared to bear the debt of conscience of 100,000 people. After all, they are all modern people, not the heroes of the dog with the people.

In Zhang Xiaoqiang's tangle, news of the reappearance of the zombies has been released, the movement of the entire gathering area has accelerated, various preparations are nearing completion of the construction of the second defensive line of the final gathering place, the engineering vehicles have all been evacuated from a vehicle and filled with oil, waiting to go on the road, and carefully selected tens of thousands of women of childbearing age have been boarded.

Relatively speaking, the makeshift camps for the poor seemed unscathed compared to the busy gatherings. They were under strict surveillance. In addition to eating and sleeping, at noon, armed men from the outside defense rushed into the makeshift camps and forced 2,000 young women. Others were also indifferent, watching quietly, as if those women were not one of them. For these people, they were not told the truth.

Civilians, who had long been told, caused a slight disturbance compared to the abandoned poor, who knew that they would withdraw from the gathering place, and most of them were uneasy when they thought about leaving the safe gathering place, although they knew that the gathering place was not safe. Less than the last minute, there was always some assumption in their minds that they expected the zombie to be killed and not come, but did not expect the zombie to come back again in just a few days.

Faced with the outside world, most people were scared, they were originally a group of ostriches living in the gathering place, suddenly the sand was gone, they didn't expect to run with their legs, but they wanted to find a pile of sand, the nearest sand, but Lake Heart Island.

Throughout the rally, tens of thousands of poor people were buried in drums like fools, and civilians who had always been at peace were disturbed.

At the riverside shipyard, a fleet of 10 flat boats came from afar, a long-distance fleet of calm lakes filled with arms and supplies, slowly leaning towards the pier, where thousands of men were waiting for their heads, the logistics of the camp, a boat sent out in the morning to venture out for weapons.

Within the boundaries of the Big Blackbird, the docks where arms accumulate across the shore of the lake run great risks in the daytime operations themselves. Had Zhang Xiaoqiang not lacked the limits on arms, he would not have risked sending out his only ship. Fortunately, after several adventures, the fleet eventually completed its task, bringing 10 ships of arms.

As the fleet docked, two 062 frigates and Explorer 001 also docked ashore, and the sailors completed their cover assignment, drilled out of the cabin and stood on deck looking at the busy docks.

The sailors looked at the militias on shore and wondered what it was like to join the sailors, which meant security, while also losing the opportunity to kill enemies on land. Dozens of corpses did not die in each of the soldiers who enlisted with them at the same time? Instead, they sit on a safe boat every day, staring at the dead bodies on the shore in a hurry, and wondering when they will be able to fight a great battle in pain.

While the pier area was busy, five or six thousand people slowly approached the riverside camp, which was not large, but was heavily guarded, not to mention several assault vehicles with heavy machine guns at the warehouse, three squadrons stationed, and two machine gun nests and three squadrons at the gate of the riverside camp.