Apocalypse Cockroach
Chapter 1093: 53 has a goal 1/5 more
With more than a dozen rifles, two heavy machine guns aiming, three foreigners stood helplessly out, in front of hundreds of men and women, took off their T-shirts and pants, waited to reach the underwear, they saw Zhang Xiaoqiang still aimed at them, had to continue to take them off, two people had hidden pistols, two army knives, steel wire, metal hair clips, and the other had nothing on them.
Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced depressingly at the three foreigners * *, the gunpoint in his hand compared to the two bare-ass foreigners who took out their weapons, let them go aside, and he walked to the unarmed foreigner 10 meters in front of him, this foreigner was previously standing among the three, compared to the other two, the whole person appeared to be very relaxed, about 1 meters and 95 feet tall, thin, muscle tight all over his body, hair medium length slightly curled, a pair of eyes blue, nose eagle hooked, mouth covered by a thick beard, the man made Zhang Xiaoqiang feel a little dangerous, even if he did not have any metal and cloth on his body.
“Do you understand Chinese? ”
Zhang Xiaoqiang asked, but the foreigner was somewhat surprised that the rifle in his hand had not been lowered. However, he was not confident to hide under so many gunshots and had to nod his head.
“Name, identity, and your position in the convoy…. ”
“You can call me Rattlesnake, he is a poisonous scorpion, the other is a ghost, the three of us are the masters of the convoy, as for the previous identity, I think, because it should be three mercenaries traveling to China... ”
Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded, he knew that this person was not lying, their identity was really nothing at this time, but his heart was a little depressed. Three bloody mercenaries actually took care of the civilian population, and they were foreigners, but the Chinese liked to kill each other and discredit their humanity, which made him uncomfortable.
“I know what you're paying attention to, but I'm going to advise you, don't act rashly, because you should know that not only have you gained the ability, but many people in the world have gained the ability, maybe more than you, someone stronger than me is here... ”
Zhang Xiaoqiang said that the three mercenaries changed color at the same time, but Zhang Xiaoqiang did not relax. He did not want any accidents in the absolute upwind. Everyone here, including foreigners, was booked by him.
“Now, don't use any nicknames to fool me and tell me your real names... ”
Zhang Xiaoqiang's words made these former mercenaries a little difficult. They have always used pseudonyms and nicknames. Relatively speaking, their real names are taboo to them. However, they also saw Zhang Xiaoqiang's serious eyes. Who knows if the man in front of them has the ability to read minds?
“My name is Joe. Mezzero, American, back home in Minnesota, that big guy named George Shedov, Russian, back home only he knows, and that black guy, I don't know his name, we all call him Ghost... ”
Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded, and he didn't know why he insisted on asking them their names, but after the names of the two white men were mentioned, it was obvious that their aura had weakened, maybe there was something taboo, and he couldn't help but look at the black people.
“My name is John. Basilone, sniper, American,"
Black people don't talk much, he won't talk after saying it. Zhang Xiaoqiang heard the three words of sniper. Some surprise, his men will play a lot of sniper rifles, but there is not a single full-time sniper. After all, the shooter is not equal to a sniper. Zhang Xiaoqiang's ear heard a slight wind noise while he was measuring black people.
When Zhang Xiaoqiang leaned slightly back at his neck, a large hand with thick hair grabbed it from Zhang Xiaoqiang's nose tip, then turned his hand and snapped it backwards towards Zhang Xiaoqiang's neck, while the other hand grabbed the muzzle of the rifle and grabbed it smoothly. Obviously, the American named Joe wanted to grab Zhang Xiaoqiang as a blackmail.
Zhang Xiaoqiang did not dodge, lowered his head and hit him hard in the hand, while releasing the rifle, proactively let Joe take it away. When Joe's big hand made a crisp sound of a fracture, Zhang Xiaoqiang lowered his head and grabbed his coarse waist, dropping Joe out at once.
At the first time of contact, Joe, naked, was thrown out by Zhang Xiaoqiang, with a rifle, he couldn't take the pain of his left hand, turned his body to try to find a balance point, and at this time, Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped up, kicked his foot in his right hand with a gun, suddenly, Joe's body rotated in the air and fell on the gravel ground to roll, countless blood mouths were cut on him, Joe had just stopped on the ground covered with gravel, a black gun mouth against his forehead.
“Want to try it again? ”
Zhang Xiaoqiang asked Joe and took the rifle he had been holding tightly. Joe shook his head with a smile and asked with a slight tone: “Do you have a band-aid? ”
“We are all telling the truth and not lying to you... ”
Joe sat across from Zhang Xiaoqiang and told them about their legendary experiences.
As a mercenary, relaxing in his leisure time, relaxing in various places is one of Joe's many hobbies. Of course, for Joe, the process of relaxing is also a gorgeous hunting process. Naturally, he took his team with him to the mysterious Oriental Ancient Country. At the beginning, they were prepared to start in Inner Mongolia, with Rob Po as their destination. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know their chosen travel route, why they were all deserted. God knows if they were looking for a Lulan female corpse to play a heavy taste.
When they accompanied the group to the grasslands, they had not yet entered into a transnational love affair with a Mongolian girl, the virus erupted, and he brought in seven partners, three of whom became zombies in the first place and the other two also suffered back bites in entanglement, and Joe had to break the cervical vertebrae from all the partners who became zombies.
They are accompanied, naturally, by foreign companions. Mercenaries who have experienced various dangerous and strange events are much stronger than ordinary people. They know through the experience of their companions that they cannot be bitten by a zombie, that they can be caught, and that the zombie will die as if his neck were broken.
The three men simultaneously took control of the situation in the shortest possible time, because of their means and abilities, many of them survived, and they deserved to be chiefs.
Unlike the average person who comes to the government after an accident, they prefer to be on their own, so at first they try to keep all kinds of supplies together while keeping the survivors together, and they don't necessarily take them all away, just like building a storage point, they try to accumulate them as much as possible because they don't know when they will be rescued.
So, Zhang Xiaoqiang and the cars and gacha they saw along the way were all emptied by them. The mercenaries, although capable and opinionated, had no luck with Zhang Xiaoqiang and were unfamiliar with the environment, and could only wander between the desert and the neighbourhood, often finding a place, and then eating up that piece of food that could be eaten, and then changing places. Although there were locals, these locals, once they left 100 kilometers away, became blind outsiders, so this became a ghost on the highway, or the poorest desert area except the Takramakan Desert.
For almost a year now, they've come down here, they've met mutants, they've met zombies, they've met bandits who want to * them, and three bloody mercenaries, weird as protectors, are struggling to survive day after day with these survivors.
The dangers involved are unknown, as are the number of survivors who have lost their lives accidentally, and if new survivors hadn't joined them constantly, three mercenaries would have been unable to survive.
“In fact, we will always treat them as burdensome, but we also treat them as beliefs, and people always have a goal, don't we? We persevere in unfamiliar lands, without spirits and marijuana, until now, with the goal of living with them…. ”
Jotantine said what he wanted to do to shelter the survivors, and he said, "Find yourself something to do, or the three grown men will really go crazy in this desert."