Apocalypse Cockroach

This is the difference between white horses and yellow springs. If it is a calculation, yellow springs are not as good as white horses, but compared to fighting, white horses are a dead horse in front of yellow springs.

The probing light infantry has not yet approached, the White Horse's troops have completely collapsed, worse than the collapse, the rest of the people are all suppressed on the wall unable to move, the emotional excitement below, the man accepting the rifle has long run clean, not even his men can resist, those people have just taken the rifle bullet, if in a hurry, the bullet first shot on themselves, so the lower ones can only watch the men throw the gun on the ground, run without a trace, no one is confident to stop, they send all hope to the White Horse, no woman can rob again, as long as they can survive.

The white horses did not disappoint them and shouted on the wall eighteen meters high:

“Go in, pour all the supplies on the gasoline, control all the skilled workers, and… ”

Reminded by the white horse that all of their men were awake, their only way to survive was to kidnap the entire base in exchange for their lives with the safety of the entire base. At one time, more than twenty men underneath ran to the valley together, screaming and opening the door as they ran.

As they approached the door, the door opened, they ran faster, they were about to rush into the door. Suddenly, the muzzle of a Type 89 heavy machine gun appeared in the eyes of everyone. The Type 89 heavy machine gun was erected behind the door at a height of one meter. Two strange soldiers stared at them with cold eyes, and as they opened their mouths and shouted, the heavy machine gun fired...

The white horse stood on the lookout tower without a soul. Even if he had a double-mounted 14.5 mm anti-aircraft machine gun parked next to him, he would not feel a little secure. In an hour, he had lost all the chips. Now he could no longer direct anyone, and the only one who could control it was himself.

There were dozens of his men in the lookout tower. These men were completely messed up. No one wanted to listen to him. They released the imprisoned Ho Wenbin and his third son and surrendered directly to the soldiers surrounding the lookout tower.

The shelling of the wall had ceased, and hundreds of men with their hands above their heads were walking down, their clothes torn to pieces, stained with large traces of black smoke and, in many places, traces of burning by fire.

There was a mess on the wall, countless corpses lying on top of each other, blood flowing along the drain, hundreds of people were blown up by shells, most of them dead without whole corpses, they were surrounded by open fire and smoke, broken weapon parts were sprinkled everywhere, two chunky long cannon tubes twisted into S-type, connected to the base to fall to the ground, behind the base, the entire ground was full of black sauce and wood fragments, shells were detonated, instantly destroying the entire cannon unit, the ground was blown out of a shallow pit, several curved steel bars were exposed.

The white horse stared blankly at the more than a thousand soldiers scattered beneath him filling the entire neighbourhood, with countless gunshots facing him at the top.

“Grrrr... ”

He was surrounded by an echo of a tooth collision, and four of his men stood behind a double-mounted anti-aircraft machine gun without firing a shot. With his hands above his head, he didn't care that their chief was standing beside them, and a man with two rows of big teeth crashing up and down, seemed to be howling here in the late autumn, not cold, and he was already playing straight swing.

Looking up at the blue sky, the white horse finally closed his eyes, pulled out the pistol between his waist, opened the safety and pointed at his temple.

“Shh... ”

A slight chirp, the Type 88 sniper rifle bullet from someplace hit the wrist of the white horse holding the gun, the white horse screamed, covering the bleeding right hand, the black Type 92 pistol rolled down in the air to the ground under the lookout tower, making a crackling noise.

“Don't you want me to die so happy? ”

The white horse walked out of the lookout tower with his hands in his arms and had to laugh bitterly. Then the third son appeared in front of him. The face of the third son was very pale. His eyes were covered in blood silk. He did not seem to have slept for a long time. His face was covered in dead ash. His hair was pulled over his eyes like a haystack. Without the amount of black oil he had before, he was scattered with dead grassy yellow.

“Old classmate, are you here to kill me? This has nothing to do with you, I did it, take my head and give them an explanation... ”

The man will die, his words are good, the white horse feels that he is really some sorry for the third son. Although he never looked down on the third son, after joining the base, he has always been the third son to take care of him. Now that he loses, he will never have the opportunity to make up for the third son again.

“He Wenbin is dead, someone is responsible, you can't afford this responsibility,”

When Sanzi said this without expression, he stopped ignoring this old classmate who had defrauded his trust and ruined his life with one hand. If he could live again, he would be the first to explode the daisies of his class director. The goddamn soul mentor let him ruin his whole life, whether before or after the end of his life.

“Alas!”

White horse laughed bitterly, the meaning of the third son was very clear. This time, the third son was afraid to compensate He Wenbin. He followed the third son and walked down step by step, passing the room where He Wenbin was being held. He saw He Wenbin lying on the hospital bed at first sight. He Wenbin had already lost only bones.

He Wenbin's death was planned by White Horse alone, but he didn't really want to kill He Wenbin. He Wenbin just wanted to lose his mobility and move the base power center to Sanzi's hands. Only the person who did it didn't know how heavy it was. Unfortunately, that woman with the same thin waist of a water snake, I'm afraid this time she will also die miserably.

“Son, this time I have nothing to say, I am too ambitious, sometimes I can't see myself clearly, but it does bother you. In fact, you and that woman are not as serious as you think. His relationship with you and that cockroach brother, he has not tried not to open the net. I should not use this to influence you. If you really hate me, kill me, you can die in your hands, I will... ”

The white horse walked next to the third son, wanting to talk to the third son in a chatty tone as usual, and the third son stopped sharply, turning to look at the white horse and say:

“Prince, you don't actually know Brother Cockroach. He doesn't care if I marry ten or twenty women. As long as I follow him and listen to him, there are occasional problems and he won't punish me.

But cockroach brother hates betrayal, or people don't listen to greetings, that woman is cockroach brother named, no official team member or manager can touch her, also blame me me for drunkenness, that woman is on me again, if I can kill her wholeheartedly, it's a hundred, it's just that this regret pill is not good.

Actually, some of the things you do, I can guess, you count me. Why didn't I try to count you? You have something hidden outside. I wanted to wait for the cockroach brother to come back. I used your home to atone for my sins. Too bad, the cockroach brother is gone, I'm a bad player... ”

Sanzi shook his head and didn't want to go on, but the white horse understood that Sanzi was not as incompetent as he thought, and Sanzi also found something wrong, and tried to use him to solicit credit from the cockroach brother. However, Zhang Xiaoqiang unexpectedly disappeared, leaving Sanzi overwhelmed, which is why he successfully usurped his power.

“Forget it, it's useless to say that He Wenbin is dead. Someone has to bury him. It's not me, it's you, or the two of us. However, I have to confess to the woman next to He Wenbin. It's all that woman who ruined He Wenbin and cut off my last chance to live. ”

The white horse's face was slightly distorted, he owed someone, at most, to say something nice and say something sorry, but he felt that someone else was sorry for him, and he wanted that person's life.