Apocalypse Cockroach

Zhang Xiaoqiang could only circle with the corpses. This circle, he went around a group of vibrant corpses. Zhang Xiaoqiang long ago did not take the corpses that could not become corpses as serious. He rushed his head into the middle of these corpses and protected his cheeks. No matter how many corpses caught him, he buried his head like a rugby player. When he broke through the corpses, all he had left was a ragged cloth.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not stop, just a strong forward rush, did not wait for him to look back, more than a dozen zombies flew over his head and hit the ground heavily. After a sound of boredom, all the zombies became pockets with broken mouths, and the ground could not move.

Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped on his bent leg and crossed the ground to see more zombies flying towards him in mid-air. He was not surprised and turned back to shoot D3 in the middle of the group.

Zhang Xiaoqiang acted as a shitty stick, letting the mad D3 zombie play the residual heat, clearing ordinary zombies. When ordinary zombies were cleared, he took D3 with him like a walking dog and went on to find another group. For a while, the zombies around the grain store were in bad luck. After Zhang Xiaoqiang took the D3 zombie and cleared the Nth group, he actually went back to the soldiers looking for the pond. It was a team of several gold flags, several cavalry soldiers. At first sight, Zhang Xiaoqiang, the cavalry rushed to report:

“Reportedly, we found only a few ditches and a park lake to our calves…. ”

“Find it again, go... ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang was also a little annoyed. Why didn't such a big county city have a bigger pool? The D3 zombie is right behind him. It would be easy to get rid of it now, but the meow was ruined in its hands. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not destroy it and vowed not to be happy.

Several soldiers turned around and ran. Zhang Xiaoqiang mounted a magazine from several gold flags on himself. He turned back to AN94 and continued to guide D3, taking D3 to a construction site.

Just entering the construction site, a group of zombies jumped towards Zhang Xiaoqiang. The hundreds of zombies were prompted by Zhang Xiaoqiang to extinguish D3 clean, and he looked up and saw the collapsed giant tower hanging.

Triangle iron splicing tower hanging only half truncated, slanted on a half-built building, green veil broken and rotten hanging on the wall, countless scaffolds rarely poured into a pile, rusted only iron bars, an equally rusted cable drooling on the ground, along the cable spread Xiaoqiang always saw the winch connected to the cable.

At the same time, Zhang Xiaoqiang also saw the rubber-wrapped cable extend into the bungalow with the lightning sign on it. By then, the zombie behind him had chased it. Zhang Xiaoqiang took it around the back of the building, climbed upstairs himself, jumped off the other side, and D3 was there to demolish the house.

On this occasion, Zhang Xiaoqiang ran to the winder, found that the thing was roughly intact, had been wrapped in an oil felt before, and after the tower collapsed, it did not rain, turned to the power distribution room, kicked open the door, and saw the various switches on the wall, as well as the backup generator in the corner. For the generator, Zhang Xiaoqiang was familiar and slippery, checked the diesel fuel, activated it, and the loud noise echoed in the cabin, making Zhang Xiaoqiang dizzy.

Hands and feet turned on the switch on the wall and Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed out. At this time, D3 heard the movement over here, gave up demolition of the house and moved towards this side.

When he reached the winch, Zhang Xiaoqiang dropped the handle severely, but the winch did not move. At that time, he was in a hurry, tried to check it, but had to be led all the time. He touched the power distribution room along the cable and found that the switch had been turned on and the cable was connected to a small transformer, which seemed fine.

Then he rushed over, tried to reboot, or it didn't work, and the D3 zombie had spared and was about to walk through the power room.

“When…. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang kicked his foot onto the machine. Immediately, the machine ran. The corrosive cable began to recover. Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped the machine and turned his head to look at the D3 that only made him hate into the bone...

When Tie Zhongyuan found good news about the reservoir in return for Zhang Xiaoqiang with the gathered soldiers, D3 was swaying and falling on the cable on the tower hanging. D2 was like Antai, the son of the Greek mother Duya, who left the earth, losing his most powerful power.

Although the cable was corroded by rainwater with only a chunky little finger, it had enough strength to hang the D3. Zhang Xiaoqiang used his psychic machine to capture the D3 alive while the crowd still had no brains to find the pond.

“How do we get it to the reservoir? ”

Tie Zhongyuan leaned on his neck and looked at this huge zombie. The layer of armor on the zombie depressed him. He really couldn't think of a way to kill this thing.

“Burn it with fire, it's easier... ”

Running to Zhang Xiaoqiang's side, Luo Shaoshan thought he had come up with a perfect idea, Zhang Xiaoqiang shook his head and said:

“This thing is not afraid of fire, and the 37mm armour-piercing incendiary bomb doesn't work on it. ”

Suddenly, the scene of liveliness and excitement silenced, everyone was a little silent, this thing couldn't be put aside, killing and not killing, it really gave people a headache.

“Why don't you try it first? Even if you can't burn it, you have to smoke it... ”

I don't know why, Tie Zhongyuan saw this D3 howling upside down and remembered the wind-dried meat.

When the flame heads rise high, lick. With the bald head of a zombie, the zombie twisted violently, two claws waved in vain in the flame, a layer of grease seeped out of its scaly armor, forming a shell outside, except that the flame was constantly baked at high temperatures, and the shell could not last long, and it would beep to pieces.

The corpse began to spill grease again and again last week. It continued to crumble. The eyes saw more grease. The size of D3 gradually shrunk. Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded. A way was found to accidentally hit it. It could not be burned, and it could be roasted dry.

Looking at this D3 tortured by the flames, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not feel a little happy. The feeling of heartache caused his heart to twist together, the battle stopped, but Meow was gone, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not even dare to turn back to find her. When he thought of Meow's face pressed by the giant masonry, his heart would bleed.

But in the end, he had to face it, he sighed a long time, turned around to the grain depot, and half of the warriors who gradually gathered behind him, all over the ground were corpses of zombies, shot to death, hit with meat sauce by D3, thrown on the windowsill on the floor, and stuck in a roadside rubber tire.

Only glass and iron shelves are left on the roadside. The paint on the leather of the car sheds off with iron rust. Instead, the seats and plastic products in the car are intact. At best, they fade. The red rust piles up on the street like sand grains. As far as you can see, countless red sand piles fill the streets. Except for some cement and rubber products, most of the iron and steel turns into this red sand grain and dark red cream.

The winding doors on the street are almost melted. Only the iron curls on the doors remain where the wind and rain cannot blow. A hole in the door reveals Hessen space inside. There are signs of flooding everywhere on the corner of the ground. Countless green vegetation sprouts in various corners. Many concrete blocks are picked up by dark stalk vines. Perhaps it won't take long for the city to be swallowed by plants.

After a long battle at the grain depot, the smell of corpse rotting makes people retreat, and no one can stand the smell that makes them want to throw up even after dinner.

Zhang Xiaoqiang turned a blind eye to this smell and walked into the midst of countless zombie corpses, stepping on the green liquid to the place where the meow finally appeared.

There are countless piles of bricks in the crippled walls, and all kinds of colors of slag and dust fill this place. White rice is scattered everywhere, and D3 has caused considerable damage. It's like a large-calibre shell has been bombed, and there's nothing as intact here.

Looking at this pile of rubbish building materials, Zhang Xiaoqiang sadly came from his heart. Though accompanied by hundreds of soldiers, he felt separated and lonely. Waving his hand to let the soldiers around him scatter to find it. He looked at the countless masonry stones on the ground, his eyes slightly wet, at best he did not cry out.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is no longer a small figure of the past, the man hiding in the house, never again, he can think, know that the late life does not need tears, meow was killed to make his heart ache, but he only wants to bury it in his heart, he does not want to express it again.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was distressed by meow, but simply for meow, he had no relationship with Xu Mengzhu's woman for a dime. Zhang Xiaoqiang always liked to be close to those who were willing to suffer with him. Yang Keer was so, Yuan Yi was so. If Shangguan Qiaoyun did not renounce the status of Evolutionist at the end, he would not accept Shangguan Qiaoyun if he were with him.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is very conservative about emotions. Although there are more than one woman, if he is not willing to suffer with him, he cannot see. Xuan Pei Pei is just an accident, an accident that relieves stress. More surprisingly, she became the mother of his child, so Zhang Xiaoqiang's involvement with Xuan Pei is only a concern for the child.

Everyone was cleaning the building materials. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't do it. He sat down not far away, smoking one cigarette after another. He didn't want to do it himself and didn't want to see Meow's vague corpse in the first place.