Apocalypse Cockroach

Twelve horses drove a runaway horse together at the behest of the knight. More than a dozen soldiers held guns and ammunition at the side of the camp outside the camp gate for a short period of time. Dozens of rifles and thousands of rounds were piled into a hill.

Zhao Jun and Zhou Jie stood at the side of the weapons pile and watched Zhang Xiaoqiang direct several soldiers to take off the clothes of the wolf flag soldiers. Even if more than 80 wolf flag soldiers turned into corpses, they still couldn't believe it, so easily solved them, relying on Zhang Xiaoqiang's heavy machine gun and 200 bullet chain?

Everything that happened back and forth was like a daydream in their eyes. Their car followed Zhang Xiaoqiang behind them. When Zhang Xiaoqiang opened fire, they went around from side to side, ready to join the fight. When their vision was clear, they found that nothing was happening to them. The wolf flag soldiers stood there like fools and were swept apart by bullets, basically everyone was shot at, and even more so were put through two shots.

So Zhao Junjie and their warriors all looked silly. When they realized, the living became corpses, and the horses became wild horses. If the blood mist above the corpse had not dispersed, they really thought these people were just lying on the ground and pretending to die.

The gunfire inside the market did not stop. The brief gunfire outside did not attract the attention inside. After more than thirty people changed their clothes, Zhang Xiaoqiang took them inside and rushed them...

The ground was full of corpses, people of all races, including Mongolians, Zhang Xiaoqiang walked through the body with ten people, and from time to time came out with a big bag of small wolf flags to yell at them, then was stabbed in the eyebrows by Zhang Xiaoqiang a triangular spike, twelve triangular spikes for two and a half laps, where they walked, all the looted wolf flags turned into corpses.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know what happened to another group of 20 people. Now he doesn't worry about shooting. Most areas of the market have scattered gunshots. From time to time, he can see a wolf flag dragging a man's hair into the middle of the road like a dog. One shot killed him. Seeing these people, Zhang Xiaoqiang was also too lazy to pull a triangle stab. He shot himself directly with NP22. He wore a weird robe. Each warrior behind him held two bags. When the wolf flag saw their first glance, he felt that it was his own man who had been looted back and then shot in the head before his second glance was clear.

The dead werewolf flags were covered by the warriors' bodies on the road in the first place to disguise their identities, so that, after they had cleared more than fifty werewolf flags, they came to the red light area and just went in and heard the crying and howling inside. The first few tents were filled with several female corpses, one naked, covered with black bruises and toothmarks, and their bodies were covered with all sorts of stains. Looking at their distorted faces, it was obvious that they suffered as much pain as possible before they died, and the further forward they were, the more female corpses.

Most of the women who died were women over the age of 30, and the younger ones would be tortured and brought back to their camps, and many women, not women in red light areas, were all robbed by wolf flags and taken into central and humiliating custody.

Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the first wolf flag lying on the woman's face to humiliate her. Before walking, she easily wiped off the head of the wolf flag with a mouse blade. She lost the neck of her head and sprayed fountain-like blood fog. Her naked body was still twitching on the woman's face. The woman's head was poured with blood. Even her mouth fell into a lot of blood. The woman threw up blood and screamed louder.

A soldier rushed up and raised the bayonet to stab the woman, but was pulled by Zhang Xiaoqiang: “Let her scream, she's not alone here.” Zhang Xiaoqiang said indifferently.

The warrior immediately realized that the whole red light area was filled with laughter of men and crying and screaming of women. There were not many women, there were not many women, and they would not be exposed anyway.

Zhang Xiaoqiang walked past the woman with the warrior in turn. The woman held the headless corpse pressed against her. She looked at the soldier in horror and screamed. A big mouth was bloody, like a bloodsucking witch.

As Zhang Xiaoqiang and the soldiers walked by, the laughter of men rapidly decreased, and the screaming of women became louder and louder. There was no way. The rat blade was too sharp, cutting the head was like cutting tofu. The warriors had a sample, unable to cut the head, so they cut off the neck artery of these men. Anyway, let all the screaming women wash the human blood shower.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang arrived at the intersection with ten warriors full of blood, without the flag of the wolf, the killable warriors still had some unresponsiveness, they never thought that killing was so simple, walking past the carotid artery, and then ignoring it, that person would naturally die after a massive loss of blood, each person had several lives, let them enter a strange state at a time, as if they had killed their hands, felt that taking others' lives was not a desecration of life, but a rare enjoyment.

Ten warriors immersed in the heart of killing stood quietly behind Zhang Xiaoqiang. After Zhao Jun and Zhou Jie joined them with eighteen warriors, it seemed as if suddenly they did not know each other.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the eighteen warriors behind him and Zhou Jie said in some darkness: “Two are dead, but we killed 32, no loss. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang almost lost his temper, his heart was not counted. Twenty-two people killed 32 people and two died. It is not a loss. How does this account count?

“How many did you kill? How come none of them are missing? ”

Zhao Jun looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang and the warriors behind him, and felt that all these warriors had changed into one person. Everyone had a strong killing anger, as if their whole bodies were surrounded by the spirit of bloodshed.

“I didn't count…. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang scratched his head, he really didn't count, but the warrior behind him helped answer.

“Together, we killed one hundred and sixty-six people, more than fifty of whom were dressed and more than a hundred of whom were stripped of their necks. ”

“Well, that's about it, you killed 32 people, plus more than 80 people who died outside, and there were almost 300 people who were killed in the front, that is, we just have to kill another 200 people, that's almost... ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang also seems to have killed his slippery hand. He no longer thinks that more than 200 enemies are a big problem. Zhao Jun and Zhou Xiaoqiang were depressed by Zhang Xiaoqiang's words. They killed 32 people before they died. They thought it was a great achievement, but none of them compared to Zhang Xiaoqiang's farts. What did they say? A hundred people got their necks rubbed. Are they killing chickens?

“Prepare the guns and ammunition, take off your clothes, and we will wear our own clothes for the final battle. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang dominated the intangible. Zhao Junjie and the soldiers behind them had not yet done so. The soldiers behind Zhang Xiaoqiang took off the robe on his body three or two times, checked the gun to check the gun, checked the magazine to check the magazine.

“Put all the silencers on, we will attack in the back, the resistance in front will see us, if they come out to pick up, we will have less benefit, if they cannot shrink inside, it will be up to us in the future... ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang is not the Virgin Mary. He doesn't want to be a * *. Although killing the wolf flag is their main purpose, he can't do white work. If Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't get some benefits, he is really sorry for himself. Zhao Xiaoqiang's words make Zhao Jun and Zhou Jie's eyes shine. They all belong to the same status as free mercenaries. If they get the land in the market, it is not harmful to them.

Like the reprint of the raid zombie, the wolf flag in front was all shrunk behind the obstacles and fired at the weapon zone by force, behind them an automatic rifle sent them an invitation from Death, a wolf flag smashed in the back of the head with a bullet, powerless to fall to the ground, wet with blood and brains.

Zhang Xiaoqiang walked in the middle of the team with his AN94, and his gun also pressed the silencer, but he couldn't easily get his hands on it, letting those assailants attack. Only when he saw a wolf flag find something wrong, he must kill.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stabbed them in the back, and the guards of the weapons zone saw a small unit attack behind the attacker, like beating chicken blood. All kinds of guns did not spray fire like bullets, and the firepower in vain increased several times, as if they were returning light.

The fierce rebound in the weapons zone made the chief of the wolf flag anxious, and they came for guns and ammunition, and if the bullets were empty, they would not have come for nothing.

The werewolf flag officer held a pointy helmet as long as a lightning rod, waved a pistol and shouted at his men, letting them go, whilst greeting the werewolf flag in the back, shouted for half a day after no response. The werewolf flag officer stood up and shouted at the back, and then an eye was stamped on his eyebrow. When the werewolf flag officer fell, the 30-man squad launched a final impact, and all remaining wolf flag prisoners were taken at the weapons area gate.