Apocalypse Cockroach

Listening to the legend of Song Xi, Zhang Xiaoqiang shook his head directly. These soldiers are good. They are just not brainless. As an army, they should dominate during the war. How can Wu Dang be turned over? Still too accustomed to being under someone else's command.

“Your mentor should have been reckoned with and could not be turned into a zombie for no reason. At least, so far, of the more than 100,000 people I've met, only one has ever heard of this column.

You should be lucky, if Wu Dang wasn't ambitious, I'm afraid you would have been killed long ago. Don't wait until today to hold on to us. How could Wu Dang be as confused as the late Qingqing official, dealing with his own people is one set after another. Why didn't his father shoot him in the sputum pelvis? Let him pop out and scourge the people. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang said with infinite regret, then walked out, just about to go out, but Song Xi called:

“Sir, how do we arrange this gold? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang was ready to throw it away at random, but he thought that gold was still of some value in the human heart. If it was to be made into currency, it would have to weigh at least more than a thin rice ticket. After all, humans were social animals. If the planned economy was not necessary, he would also have to give a circulating exchange below.

“Put them away and find a goldsmith to melt them into gold bars... ”

Wu Dang died, the guard surrendered, the soldiers surrendered, everything fell into Zhang Xiaoqiang's control, at the same time, he pushed himself into the view of the Golden Wolf Banner. Without a second force as a buffer in the west, he became a rival between the two.

Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't think that far. What he needed now was to transfer all these people to temporary bases and then send them to Sumu Town. Of course, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't expect to reap much benefit from these survivors. He just didn't want those men to be massacred. Those women were plundered by Mongolians. Sometimes, Zhang Xiaoqiang would rise up a Chinese pride.

The evacuation of 8,000 people is a very troublesome matter, but compared to the evacuation of 80,000 people under the pursuit of a zombie, it seems quite simple. Zhang Xiaoqiang has received a large number of long-distance freight vans, one can load more than 100 people, and 23 buses are close to 3,000 people.

Three thousand people go 10 hours, they can't get out, they can't move, they can't urinate, they can't even see the light, they only have tiny eyes on the cabin to give them fresh air, and they can only stick with one bottle of fresh water on their hands for 10 hours without eating.

Zhang Xiaoqiang will not give these people the opportunity to complain. He is worried too much, he has no management talent in his hand. He is personally responsible for a lot of groceries. Zhao Jun will only fight. Let's hope for him. Zhou Jie's temporary base preparers in the back will accept and transfer. In addition to the remaining 5,000 people need to take away, there are a lot of materials to take away, and they cannot cheap the wolf flag.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's own vehicles, apart from long-distance trucks, only had more than 30 military vehicles and 10 engineering vehicles. These vehicles required a large quantity of materials, and after seizing the vehicles of the Wolf Riding Camp, which were filled with materials such as ammunition and guns from the Wolf Riding Camp, there was no room to reload people.

There are not many vehicles in the town. Most of them are obsolete vintage vehicles. Though Song Kehee still has ten military vehicles with no fuel in his hand, he can still pack more than 400 people in crowds.

Finally, Zhang Xiao had to go under, used the Indian method, piled up on a mineral truck full of supplies, put on thick cotton quilt, tied it with rope, then let the survivors sit on it, grabbed the rope tightly, if they were worried about falling off, they could also tie themselves on it, a mining truck extruded the boss a bag, over half a meter along the car, still only one side, three sides together, almost more than two meters, if the traffic police saw it, definitely would be excited to rush to wave the ticket.

Survivors who squatted on such a giant truck also exceeded the capacity of the van, so ten trucks miraculously loaded with thousands of people.

Cheap, Zhang Xiaoqiang fabricated all the vehicles as usual. In the end, even the three armoured vehicles were packed with dense and numb heads.

By the time all the seriously overloaded vehicles get on the road, the entire convoy will be called bitter, even the cavalry expanded to 100 people is one horse, three or four, thanks to the horse mutation, if the Mongolian horse before the end of the life, it can not even spit out foam camel.

Whether it's Song Kexi or Zhao Jun, whether it's Joe's car or the transport team, it's all crowded together. Only Zhang Xiaoqiang's car is lightly loaded. Plus Li Kuwon's driver, his car only took three people, because Meow is not used to smelling strange smells of people's baths.

Zhang Xiaoqiang on the car looked outside the car, like the Indian train, he has never been used to lead by example. For him, in the late life, he just had to enjoy, eat well, use well, wear well, don't use it to give to others, because he is not a great leader or a saint of compassion, it is really good to live well on his own.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was very satisfied with the harvest. Not only did he save 8,000 people's lives, he held a fortune for the grasslands, but he also got a lot of materials to destroy the entire right-wing army. For the Golden Wolf Banner, it was considered injurious and the Left Guard was maimed. However, as long as the Left Guard had a company, he could pull out an army, and the formed extermination meant that even if it was reconstructed, it would not form a combat force for a short time. Each unit had a different style and different fighting power.

Zhang Xiaoqiang also captured quite a few pieces of ammunition, almost half of which he had obtained from the town of Sumu, half of which were 5.45 mm rifle rounds, a quarter of which were 5.8 mm rifle rounds, a quarter of which were 7.62 mm rounds, and more than 900 firearms of all kinds, but the AK74 was the smallest, with only more than eighty of them, all of which were burned into coke, with the remainder divided equally between type 81 and type 95 rifles.

In addition, three 87-type mortars, six 85-type heavy machine guns, nine 88-type general-purpose machine guns and thirty-one shift light machine guns, divided into 81-95, were seized, in addition to a significant number of 86-type all-plastic handless grenades.

These weapons were enough to equip two battalions and, together with the large quantities of material and equipment he stockpiled, he could cause more trouble for the Golden Wolf Banner for a long time. Of course, good things like this one are hard to come by, and sleeping allows the right-wing army to stare at the town without looking outside.

Just as Zhang Xiaoqiang was intoxicated herself, Li Weiyuan shouted:

“Isn't that black horse a black smoke beast? The guy who ate our meat is here... ”

Before the end of the conversation, there was a whistle, and a strong horse washed over the hill. In the dust of the battle, the wind came to the convoy. At one time, all the soldiers were on guard at the same time. Several infantry tanks were also aimed at the same time. Twelve assault vehicles drove off the passengers in the car and surrounded the big black horse...

When Zhang Xiaoqiang got off the driver, Xu Haozheng held his hands up and stood embarrassed on the ground. The black smoke beast grabbed his hooves with insecurity on one side, but was pinned to his head by more than a dozen rifles and impatiently reprimanded.

The famous black-and-white feather arrow near the prairie was thrown under Xu Hao's feet. Xu Hao looked forward to pointing his gun at his big gun. He couldn't help laughing. How could he not know that he had carried it this time? Weird that there were too many people in the motorcade, he couldn't even tell the cannon tube on the armored car. He thought it was fat sheep, how could he know it was a hungry wolf?

“Misunderstanding, it's really a misunderstanding. I'm here to buy something. Look, look, I bring out all my money... ”

As he said, he reached out his hand and pulled it out into his pocket. Just now, he made a loud noise. Dozens of rifles simultaneously pulled out the bolt, making Xu Hao stuck. When he saw Zhao Jun under the car, his face moved, and he met the previous suffering owner. Just when Xu Hao wanted to organize language to beg for forgiveness, he listened to only one faint word into his ear.

“Back off, we've met acquaintances... ”

Xu Hao turned his head, saw the clothes bright, Zhang Xiaoqiang with a slight smile, shouted out:

“How are you……. ”

Xu Hao's shock did not cause a shock. Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted at him. All the soldiers around him and the cannon tubes aiming at Zhang Xiaoqiang dropped their heads. Then, as Zhang Xiaoqiang waved, the entire convoy restarted.