Apocalypse Cockroach

The first group, in the nitrous smoke, emptied all the magazines and spare bullets, gave the defense line to the leaping two groups, lined up in a neat formation and walking towards the camp with their legs, while the previous vehicles had long been withdrawn, nothing more than saving fuel.

When he saw the walking soldier, Cao Lidong said with a touch:

“You guys are really saving money, so many cities beat down, you still deduct this oil? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang said in disdain:

“Eighty thousand survivors have returned, and the fuel consumed is not a small number. Now there is a little more left, and we can save a few more by then… ”

Upon hearing Zhang Xiaoqiang say this, Cao Lidong immediately changed his face and asked with hesitation:

“Are you… are you really willing to accept these 800,000 survivors? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the weight in Cao Lidong's eyes and immediately knew what he was thinking. He also understood why Cao Lidong hesitated to join him and immediately said:

“0.8 million survivors are 0.8 million productive, there is no shortage of food on my side, what is missing is a producer that can turn raw materials into products and then into fighting forces… ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not say much, he started from the supply and demand relationship, it was easier to convince people. At least Cao Lidong believed that Zhang Xiaoqiang could come up with so many materials. Three cities he also understood before the end of his life, it could accommodate millions of people to live and live in. Even if there was some wear and tear, materials were enough for millions of people to spend a long time.

“So... what do you need me to do? ”

Cao Lidong repeatedly questioned, obviously, Zhang Xiaoqiang's decision was important to him. He came out this time to find a way out, in order to say that it was for the high level, but rather for 800,000 survivors to find a way to live.

Previously, because mountain roads were difficult, material security became a problem of headache at the top of the Northeast Coalition Army. If Zhang Xiaoqiang was willing to cooperate, the problem would not be a problem, and there was a great chance that 800,000 survivors could live in peace.

“Oh, it's too early to talk about this, let's start by reclaiming the city in front of us… ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang beat up a haha, but refused to tell him the follow-up plan. It was very simple. Zhang Xiaoqiang needed 800,000 people, not the top of the Northeast Coalition Army. Through Cao Lidong's statement, he knew what kind of virtue those people were. Apart from Yuan Ping, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not want these people to stand next to his base industry. Otherwise, he had to recover the lost ground and clear the carcasses, and he had to guard against those people stabbing the knife, and he hated such people the most. Even with the 800,000 people's big sense, he would not let him compromise.

The fighting style of the Second Regiment is the same as that of a group, standing on the other side of the river safely shooting, using ammunition to slow the burial of zombies, corpses falling on the other side of the river can become a stumbling block and obstacle to the movement of zombies.

Only the taller pile of corpses will not become the insurmountable heaven of zombies, and the wider river will not contain many zombie bodies. When a layer of zombies is precipitated at the bottom of the water, the zombies are about to rush past the beginning of the river.

At the end of the day, at dusk, the soldiers of the second regiment put away their rifles, put their backpacks full of shells and lined up to go to the camp. Behind them, the claws stretched out by countless zombies reappeared.

The withdrawal of the second regiment declared the end of the fighting along the river, while also declaring that 1.5 million rounds of ammunition had been emptied, each soldier carrying four magazines and 180 pieces of ammunition, which were just the basis of 300 rounds of ammunition.

Together, the two regiments numbered 5,000, which was merely the consumption of rifle bullets, heavy machine gun bullets, mortar shells and recoilless guns were not used, rockets consumed more than two hundred and more than eighty D2 corpses were killed.

According to rough estimates, today's flooding, combined with two regimental blockades, consumes roughly 200,000 troops of zombies, an achievement based on the absence of remote use, the use of fuel, or even the use of heavy fire of more than 12.7 mm calibre.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was quite satisfied with this. He killed 200,000 zombies without spending a single soldier. He didn't even dare to think about it before. This battle plan was not formulated by him. The following General Staff was based on the terrain, which is enough to show that Zhang Xiaoqiang's army has matured gradually. Soldiers are also used to fighting zombies and starting to convert to elite. At least not much worse than the elite killed among the millions of zombies in the aggressive fight.

Twenty kilometres is not enough to allow the zombies to rush into the main position at night. On the ground between the zombies and the main position, the troops below dug thousands and a half metres of trenches, which are a stumbling block for the zombies to advance, and which also provide the troops with ample time to prepare for battle.

The reconnaissance unit equipped with night vision constantly reports the dynamics of the corpse to the battle center at night, while the operations center staff keeps moving the corpse forward on the sand plate. Zhang Xiaoqiang appears calm compared to the tension below, saying this to Kong San before going to sleep.

Kong Sanqiang is now a lieutenant officer of Zhang Xiaoqiang Military Logistics Service. The terms promised earlier were fulfilled by Zhang Xiaoqiang. Kong Sanqiang, despite his good work, did not care at all about Zhang Xiaoqiang placing him in the Logistics Office and obeying the orders of ordinary people Chen Fei.

For Kong San Xu, the experience in Mount Helan really scared him, the first few months were fine, all kinds of non-pecuniary materials vigorously, until the material shortage later, life was better than his days before the end of his life planting fields.

Kong Sanju is a peasant, a real peasant, some characters of the ancestors, he is not very clear, but the martial arts handed down by the ancestors are solid and strong. However, before the end of the life, it is impossible to make his family rich, just as a skill of the ancestral heritage.

By the time Kong San raised the generation, the three cousins only he would learn this hand alone. He had to suffer a lot of pain to be able to practice. His son was too bitter, protected by his wife, and refused to learn. His grandfather had to break the ancestral training, and chose Liu Lu as the inheritor of martial arts.

According to the character of Kong Sanqiang before, he is not destined to be a hero, at most only a fighter. Before Zhang Xiaoqiang appeared, he did the same thing, no loyalty, only profit, in order to live can kill his own companion.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is not averse to such a small man as Kong San Liu. The reason is simple. As long as the small man is able to feed continuously, the small man is the dog under his door, provided that no one else is given the opportunity to feed.

“At the time, the leader was not Luokai Mountain. At that time, Luokai Mountain was nominally the militia leader. The manager was a county public security bureau director. Yunpeng ate people in the valley. Tens of thousands of people were scared. Outside, there were zombies, and there was nowhere to hide. Later, there was no way for everyone to hide. The director said, let Yunpeng eat people, and when it was tired, it would not eat.

The director's words annoyed Rokai Mountain. Rokai Mountain stood up on its own initiative to wait for the big bird. After the big bird came, Rokai Mountain directly resisted the big bird. The big bird grabbed Rokai's starting face and Rokai Mountain knocked the big bird out...

After the big bird was caught, the chief wanted to eat meat, Rokai Mountain Fire. At that time, my relationship with Rokai Mountain was good. Together, I did all of the chief's and close associates. Rokai Mountain called itself the King of Kai Mountain, and the people in the valley obeyed him...

Now there are some people who are privately offering Rokkai Mountain cards, many people are fine right behind my back pointing to my spinal bones to scold my mother, are all little people, they are just scolding, many people still thank you for your grace, you gave them something Rokkai Mountain can't give... ”

Kong Sanqiang squatted in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang, smoking while talking about the past of the valley, there is a lot of things. Zhang Xiaoqiang also heard for the first time, a little respect for Rokai Mountain also arose in his heart, after all, he met the most powerful opponent, there is also such a strong side.

However, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not come to listen to him talk about Rokai Mountain. Sitting on a stone, he straightened one leg and massaged his knee to ask:

“Why don't you tell me how the cloud sculpture was tamed... ”

Hole nodded, smoking the cigarette butt with the cigarette butt left, stuffed it to the sole of the foot and stepped on it, recalling the statement:

“At that time, many people were going to kill the big bird, Rocky Mountain refused to let him, he wanted to tame the big bird, but the big bird was very temperamental and hated the Rocky Mountain that hurt him. My brother was responsible for feeding the big bird. One day, the big bird got used to his brother. Then one day, the caretaker carelessly, he didn't pay attention to the big bird breaking the rough rope, and then he was flushed out of the cave by the big bird. At that time, my brother was there, rushing up to hug the big bird and not let it run... ”