Apocalypse Cockroach

When the morning arrived, all the preparations had been made. Ten tankers full of eight, more than forty horses, more than six hundred men and women. Zhang Xiaoqiang's Land Cruiser was driving in the front, and the crowded convoy followed closely behind. Soon, the convoy left the meadows and drove towards the further Gobi.

When that reddish-brown mountain appeared in the eyes of everyone, Zhang Xiaoqiang deeply relieved himself. The imaginary wolf flag did not appear. If an ambush was encountered, it would not necessarily be blocked by two 23mm machine guns, relying solely on hundreds of soldiers in the convoy who were unwilling to fight and a heavy machine gun.

The motorcade stopped at the mouth of the rift valley, looking at the ground that had turned into mummy dry corpse, Zhang Xiaoqiang led the team into the depths of the rift valley, here, as before, hundreds of corpses and thousands of zombie skeletons were waiting on the ground to turn into loess, people descended under the car to measure their new home, although human corpses did not rot, but the smell of zombie rot was really bad, no one dared to complain, this would be the new home that would provide them with shelter.

A body was pushed aside by a forklift awaiting incineration, a vigilance team climbed to the top of the mountain, erected sentry positions, and machine gun positions were built in the rock seams at the mouth of the Rift Valley. The artillery was hidden in natural rock seams, and several layers of thick sandbags were placed on the outer yard to maximize their preservation even if they were hit in the front by mortars.

With high mountains as walls, machine guns as defensive firepower, hard and refractory cement houses as dwellings, hundreds of survivors have finally settled down. Though the Golden Wolf Banner knows this place, they will never expect that deep in this Gobi, people will be willing to settle in places where they cannot graze and grow.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was just trying to make the Golden Wolf Banner unexpected. So far, his plan to fight the Golden Wolf Banner has been indefinitely extended. There is no rear, no logistics, no place for soldiers. Zhang Xiaoqiang does not expect them to fight for their lives.

There are dozens of tons of materials here, even coal, but there is only no food, only a few pumpers can extract water from deep underground sources, but there is also a lack of diesel fuel, the diesel fuel of the convoy can only guarantee the use of the pumper for one month, if the pumper is used, the vehicle will have no fuel.

From the beginning, Zhang Xiaoqiang allowed people to build a huge reservoir out of the cement in the warehouse. By then, if the reservoir is filled, it can be used for a considerable period of time. The 24-hour tap water supply is now luxurious.

The office building on the third floor became Zhang Xiaoqiang's private property. In an office, Zhang Xiaoqiang found a large map of Mongolia. Although most of it was marked as a mining site, Zhang Xiaoqiang still found what he wanted, the towns or villages along the road.

Zhang Xiaoqiang moved when he saw the dense and numb names on the map and the town of Sumu. Although most villages were looted by survivors, the town of Sumu, which had a certain population, would not necessarily be attacked, and if so, they would get some food and oil.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang asked the girl to find Zhao Jun and Zhou Jie. When Zhou Jie entered the office, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the map on the wall. He circled out several Sumu towns with a red pen to calculate the length of the national highway.

Zhou Jie and Zhou were also excited to see the maps. They lacked maps, but they lacked high-precision maps. These maps were generally not out-of-pocket. Now that we have this map, we don't have to send people around to look for material points that have not yet been cleaned up.

“What do you think, what do you know about Suzuki? ”

Zhou Jie obviously stayed in Inner Mongolia for a long time, first said:

“The main population of Inner Mongolia is Han and Mongolians, of whom Han congregations are divided with the county, while Mongolians are divided by the flag, below which is the township, under which is Sumu, just as Mongolia passed over there, only Inner Mongolia exists. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang finally understood that the so-called Sumu is the local township government that governs dozens or several villages, has certain public buildings, banks and police stations, and, of course, gas stations.

“Zhao Jun, what army were you in before? ”

Zhao Jun heard that he wanted to refuse to answer first, then he thought that it was now dead, without the so-called confidentiality clause, some depressed replied:

“We are part of the Border Guard, but not the Border Guard, because it is supposed to be a stationed force in each flag county, my brothers and I are the remnants of a flag, fleeing here, settling their homes at the market, many like us on the grasslands, including the Border Guard and Customs, the Armed Police Border Guard, as well as radar soldiers, checkpoints, etc. … ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang understood that Zhao Jun belonged to the second-line unit and that the Border Guard was a field force, so Zhao Jun did not know the location of the Border Guard, otherwise the Mongolians would not be allowed to find those large pieces of equipment first.

“Tomorrow morning, Zhao Jun will take a search team, a squad of soldiers, plus a cavalry reconnaissance squad, dispatch five trucks, follow me to search those Sumu and the village, Zhou Jie will take the rest of the soldiers defense... ”

The curtain is straightforward, the long river sets the sun circle, these two ancient poems describe the desert style, but Zhang Xiaoqiang does not taste this relaxed taste. Outside the car window, it is full of desolate gravel and crushed stone, occasionally you can see a flurry of dead grass growing in stone seams, except that they are buried in the wind and sand in front of them, only the roughly contoured old national road is left.

You can't see any green along the way. Occasionally you can see some cement buildings and broken Mongolian bags. You just walked up to the front and found that there is nothing available in them. The villages here are different from the interior. The villages here are called Gacha, and there are no hundreds of households. There are more than a dozen households here, few households, even on the highway, seem lonely.

Buildings here are not as dense as those in the interior, how long the highway is, how many buildings there will be. Buildings here are like a pearl, especially rare in a clear scene.

There are also vehicles on the side of the road, all kinds of vehicles, even a tourist bus, almost all roadside vehicles have been looted and the zombies have become dead bones on the side of the road, obviously someone along the road first small strong they got their hands on.

The robbery was clean, not only all the luggage, clothes, car parts that could be removed, spare tires, the rest of the gasoline, everything that could be taken away.

At first, the cavalry reconnaissance class had a lot of interest to explore, but after watching too much, there was no interest. Long journeys were the most damaging to people's morale. At a point of destruction, Zhang Xiaoqiang ordered them to rest inside, feed the horses with water, and also add water to the car engines to cool down.

Small villages are no different than elsewhere. The only difference is that this is a semi-desert area, with far more sparse vegetation than elsewhere. Many of the vegetation is obviously greener and more comfortable than the dead yellow seen along the way. More than 30 people have stepped down and stretched out their limbs. Some have found wells, suggesting that the cold well water washes the sand and dust on their heads.

Zhang Xiaoqiang took meow with him wherever he went. Meow has eased his relationship with Zhang Xiaoqiang. He is not cold with his eyebrows. But don't expect her to be good to Zhang Xiaoqiang. Meow has always wanted to go to her mother, there is no way to let Zhang Xiaoqiang.

After lunch, Zhang Xiaoqiang decided to let the soldiers rest a little longer, avoid the hot sun on their heads, let Zhao Jun arrange a vigilance point and hide in the air conditioning car to prepare for a nap.

Meow has been like a different person since she fainted, usually stayed in a tent at the market, chatted with the girl and looked at all the books she could find, but today it's different. No girl persuaded her to do something. Meow always wanted to do something. She took a few laps in the village first, the village was not big, and Meow walked into the bush outside, skilfully avoided a few whistles and ran off the guard line.