Apocalypse Cockroach

Inside the base, in the farmhouse, the fat cook walked to the rat-feeding trough with a bundle of dead grass, threw a bundle of dead grass into it, and then a bunch of rat puppies popped up. The youngest of these puppies were bigger than the old rats, and the vast majority were taupe brown, only a few were miscellaneous.

The cook squeezed a few dense, numb mice around his eyes, lifted the water from his feet and poured the smelly water inside onto the dead grass.

Rats don't care if these dead grasses have oily water, a bit of chewing, the dead grass is rapidly diminishing, the cook stares at the little rats, don't know what to think, half sighed, holding the bucket of water and turning around, suddenly, from outside came a burst of drought thunder, heard this loud noise, the cook a spiritual, loosened the bucket, left the bucket of water tumbling on the ground, and ran outside the farming area.

As soon as he left the house, the cook saw several armed men panic, they yelled and ran over, like a pile of headless flies, the cook did not know what had happened, he had been guarding the mice since he had been deprived of logistical control by the white horse, and he knew nothing about everything outside.

“Something went wrong."

The cook grabbed the sleeve of an armed man and shouted, "This armed man is a white horse man who specializes in monitoring various material points, but does not buy the cook's tent. He kicked the cook over with one foot and shouted:

“I'll shoot you if I don't honestly... ”

Say it, the man raised his rifle, pulled the bolt, pointed at the chef's eyebrow, looked at his finger and pulled the trigger, heard a tsunami, a crossbow arrow drilled out of the person's orbit, in the chef's horror, several armed men fell down, then a fully armed man with a 95-type rifle, walked out with a team of snipers.

They indifferently examined the body on the ground and saw a foolish cook sitting on the ground. One of them frowned and pulled out a military knife and walked up to the cook. When the military knife pressed against the cook's artery, the cook Fu Ling shouted three words: “Brother cockroach... ”

A team of heavily armed soldiers have not dried from the cold sweat on their backs, their legs are still walking in front of the trembling cook, the elite team that appeared before has long passed, now he is accompanied by a squadron leader, who used to know his old team members, the old team members are chatting with the cook, but the cook does not blink at the warrior walking by his side, the squadron leader does not care, he is mainly watching the cook to prevent him from going out and making any accidents.

The use of artillery by Huangquan flag drum is actually to attract the attention of white horses. There are four channels of the base, of which three, nine out of ten people know, are all dug up by honest people, but the fourth is that nobody knows, because Zhang Xiaoqiang is left as a runaway, always under strict control, and the white horse took over the base for too short a period of time, nobody knows this road at all, and nobody told him, I'm afraid even the third son has forgotten about it.

Wang Le is the most familiar with this road. He designed some of the rope bridges and dark fortifications of this road. Entire three squads are stationed on this back road. The three squads are also unknown to White Horse. Therefore, Zhang Huai 'an took Yang Kel with him and contacted these people. After they unquestionably served Yang Kel and took the base's biggest back hand in the hands of Huang Quan.

Three search teams set out at the same time to clean up any live animals they saw, and the Yellow Springs plan was simple, attracting the main force of the white horses ahead, pulling troops to occupy the Hot Springs Canyon, trapping all the rebels on the fence, and then the white horses would lose everything.

Two thousand people walked past the cook, one hundred of these soldiers, exactly 20 teams passed, the team was neat and orderly, the walking room was steady and strong, no one looked to the right, the long gun on the back had a long bayonet, and as the soldiers moved forward, there was a gleam in the sun, like the golden sea of swimming.

The cook doesn't know the soldiers, but he can also see that the soldiers in front of him are elite. Not only are the militias trained every day in the base able to compete, that is, Zhang Xiaoqiang's 50 veterans who initially took them out can win. These people carry a hundred lives of killing, making the cook feel tremendous pressure around them.

As thousands of soldiers followed the mountain road down to the valley, the vanguards scattered, such as the mercury pouring, quickly filling the entire valley along the road, and the guards of the main elements were just frightened, and the bullets that flew in struck them as sieves.

The white horse had no idea that there was a big problem behind him. More than 30 search squadrons controlled the valley's gate to the wall. No one could run out to report the message. At the gate, there were seven vertical and eight corpses, blood flowing down the ground to the low depths. Behind the search team, the shells burst and shells kept blowing up on the wall. Ding Jianwei's artillery fired precisely and severely, one of them exploded on the wall. The guards on the wall had already been suppressed and dared to raise their heads. A thousand infantry soldiers outside had entered the gossip array and approached the wall.

The shells lit a bright fire on the wall, from time to time there were broken bodies and broken guns flying halfway through the sky, all kinds of garbage and debris were ripped to shreds by the air, floating in nitrous smoke, seventeen anti-aircraft guns had long been a pile of scrap iron, all the heavy weapons that could be seen were blown into parts, the guards on the wall were scared to death, they could do nothing but lay on the ground with their heads in their hands, they didn't want to run, the shells exploded around them, bombs and rocks and cement debris were scattered around like rain points, many people were blown over by the air waves, right in the rolling room, all kinds of shrapnel and stone holes penetrated their bodies.

In this hellish ordeal, dozens of men freaked out, holding their hands and running under the wall, but the artillery outside could not see their appearance, none of them outside the row, all torn apart by shrapnel, completely invisible to humans, unlucky for a moment, dragged lighter half a truncated body to crawl on the ground, intestines left in place to pull out of the abdomen, often more than 10 meters later, behind a long intestine.

No one expects them to survive, they have nothing but hate for the white horses except regret, or what they hate is the white horses cheating on them, the white horses cheating on them to hold on to the wall, they have hundreds of guards, thousands of backup, plenty of ammunition, anti-aircraft guns, anti-aircraft machine guns, but now what? What's left of what the white horse said? Nothing, just a bunch of cannon ash on the wall, waiting to blow itself up into flying ash.

White horse's ambition had long been wiped out by fireballs and nitrous smoke on the wall. He didn't expect the guy who commanded the artillery to be so amazing. First, he destroyed his people, killed all the women and children, let his immediate men mess up, and ruthlessly destroyed all the artillery and heavy machine guns. You know, that's their own equipment, how can it not hurt at all?

White Horse made a mistake, walked wrong, and the third son told him everything, including what the third son saw in the gathering place, but there was one thing even the third son did not know. Zhang Xiaoqiang thought it was unnecessary, and the third son stayed too short, and the person who picked him up turned back to the base, so the white horse wishfully thought that the camp team had already exhausted food, but did not expect that they had found enough supplies.

When Huang Quan took the cannon outside the base, the white horse willingly believed that the cannon could not destroy the wall, he was right, the cannon could not destroy the wall, but Huang Quan did not think that the wall could be blown up, the wall was just a thorn vine, all he had to do was cut off the prick above.