Apocalypse Cockroach

White smoke dissipated, the shadow still covered Zhang Xiaoqiang's body. Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was not afraid of heaven or earth, felt extremely afraid for the first time. He was left to be covered by the shadow. Black shadow did not seem very interested in Zhang Xiaoqiang. He bit the barbecue thrown by Zhang Xiaoqiang with his head down. At the moment when this monster lowered his head, Zhang Xiaoqiang's mouse blade was squeaked by his fingers, but he never threw it out, only because when the monster lowered his head, the head had a huge thread on his forehead.

Zhang Xiaoqiang faced this four-metre height, at least seven meters tall variation Northeast Tiger really did not mention the passion of any resistance, from childhood to greatly accepted speech and passion, let him fear the tiger, not the tiger itself, but the murderous name accumulated by the tiger for thousands of years.

Variant tiger body white background black pattern, like the legendary beast white tiger, eyes like candles, glittering with spectacular glow, huge tiger teeth form a dark yellow, sharp shape like dagger, on a large head, hair fluffy, a little more dignified.

Seeing the mutant tiger stare at himself, Zhang Xiaoqiang also did not know where to gush some courage. A carp jumped up and looked deeply at the mutant tiger whose hair exploded and suddenly turned around and ran...

Zhang Xiaoqiang gasped violently, feeling that his heart and liver were going to jump out of his mouth. His legs were sore like cramps, and his whole body was drained of strength. He didn't know how long he ran. All he knew was that this was the longest run of his life, running from afternoon to evening.

This is also Zhang Xiaoqiang's most focused run, there is no mind to look backwards at all, only one thought, run, run, keep running forward, that's what he did, then he has forgotten why he wanted to run, just a vigorous run forward.

“Hū… drink… hū……. ”

He couldn't run. He crossed the tree vegetation blocked in front of him and rushed to the open space. Looking at the infinite sea ahead, Zhang Xiaoqiang stood still. Later, his last strength was also drawn away, and he could not help himself to fall on the rough gravel...

In the sky, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the sea in vain. At the time, he didn't look at it carefully because he wanted to tangle with the big birds, but when he really saw the sea, he was stunned, he didn't know what to do.

Mutant tiger is just a false alarm, Tiger is not very interested in Zhang Xiaoqiang, maybe it just ate, smelled the scent to find some snacks, accidentally let Zhang Xiaoqiang escape out of the forest he had not transferred out for two days, no wonder Zhang Xiaoqiang feared Mutant tiger, know that his former opponent is either a mutant mouse, or a mutant bird, and also a mutant fish, the real beast he has not met, there is no confidence at all.

After taking a half-hour break, Zhang Xiaoqiang took out all the remaining longtooth fruit and ate it. After eating it, he had the strength to gauge where he was now. Now he was standing between the forest and the sea, a desolate gravel field, full of crushed stones of various sizes and plastic garbage buried in the sand.

Along the coastline, Zhang Xiaoqiang went south, which was the only direction he could go. In his geographical knowledge, he was close to the sea, north was abroad and south was domestic.

Shortly after walking, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw a zombie. The zombie stood alone by the sea, seemingly looking away. Zhang Xiaoqiang knew that the zombie had no eyes and was not serious. He continued to walk forward, wanted to bypass the zombie, and walked not far away. Zhang Xiaoqiang was attracted to what was behind the zombie.

It was a small boat, a double paddler, buttoned upside down on the beach, mostly buried in sand, and milk-white paint was brushed off mostly by sand. What caught his attention was the letters on the hull, and he saw those letters, Zhang Xiaoqiang was bored, some letters he knew, more letters he didn't know, didn't know exactly what the boat was doing.

Thinking about it, Zhang Xiaoqiang walked over to them and kicked the neck bone of the zombie. The zombie fell heavily on the beach. In front of the zombie, Zhang Xiaoqiang held his hands to the bottom of the boat and drank loudly, turning the boat over.

Everything in the boat was buried in the sand. The iron tools were all rusted. However, several rods and nets had not rotted. Zhang Xiaoqiang found a portable hot water bottle, a lunch box, and several already diluted magazines. What was on them was long gone, and Zhang Xiaoqiang then found a leather bag.

The paper and cigarettes in the bag were all rotten. The only picture in the wallet was still intact. Seeing that picture, Zhang Xiaoqiang stunned. The picture showed a foreign man sitting on his fishing boat. The fishing boat was the fishing boat in front of him. In other words, the man was the corpse who had his neck broken by him?

“Oh, my God, you're not leaving the country... ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang cried out, his scalp became numb, he learned Mandarin, and he was not afraid to walk all over China. Zhang Xiaoqiang had a deep understanding of this sentence. At least on the prairie, most people still understood what he said, but when he went abroad, he caught blind and didn't even know how to ask, even if he gave him a map, he didn't know those foreign languages?

“Calm down, calm down, it doesn't have to be that bad, maybe a stowaway coming from abroad... ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang persuaded himself to lift his legs to the distance, this time for half an hour, he saw the distant building, a small farm by the sea.

Seeing the red tile roof in the distance, Zhang Xiaoqiang was slightly safe. At least it was not a steeple or vaulted house. The more forward Zhang Xiaoqiang felt something was wrong. Domestic buildings had a habit of stacking together, and the houses were built together. It looked lively, but the house in the distance was east, west, and a large fence surrounded the house.

At this time, Zhang Xiaoqiang had roughly prepared his mind, slowly leaning over, bypassing a few shaky zombies, standing at the edge of the house, looking at the text on the door plate that he could not understand...

“Grass grass……. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang finally lost his normal heart, jumped up his feet and scolded, and there were not many dead bodies in the village, that is, more than a dozen. He heard Zhang Xiaoqiang shouting, opened his big mouth full of pointy teeth together, and came to Zhang Xiaoqiang, seeing these dead bodies, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't even have the mind to smoke the king's blade, and kicked his feet on a piece of glass with a half arc on the ground.

The broken glass bounced violently, spinning high speed towards the necropolis, which was just a foot that Zhang Xiaoqiang kicked out indignantly. Unexpectedly, the fragile broken glass connected the neck of the necropolis and embedded the brain of the last necropolis.

If the zombie falls down like a bone card, Zhang Xiaoqiang's mouth is silly. This is just a piece of broken glass. It's just a foot he kicked out of randomly. It's just his habitual control. How can he not necessarily achieve the effect of a rat blade? You know, the furthest zombie is still 40 meters away, and the glass is embedded in that door.

After a few seconds of surprise, Zhang Xiaoqiang was regained by the depressed mood. He went abroad, which was certain, not out of Asia, but where is he?

If you can't figure it out, Zhang Xiaoqiang will no longer think about it. In this case, Anzi, both bases have their own strategic arrangements. Zhang Xiaoqiang will no longer change much. As long as the two bases develop together in ventilation, eventually they will become one line. By then, the whole of China will be different. Perhaps the rest of the survivors will have a snort or an alliance with them to clear the corpses and finally recover all the land lost.

Zhang Xiaoqiang had strong confidence in this, but he did not know that beside his bedroom, there was a new era of unknown snooping for his power.

For Zhang Xiaoqiang, every accident was a restart. The loss of contact between the two bases did not make him anxious. He was in the mood to go home for the first time to clean up his thoughts, remove all kinds of messy noise, and concentrate on searching the first small foreign farm he recovered.

The farm is close to the sea, the moisture brought by the sea breeze contains salt molecules, salt and alkali have a great impact on the plants, it is not yet like the villages in the interior, it is covered with vegetation, here the house is generally well preserved.

Zhang Xiaoqiang then found some moldy potatoes inside, coal a kind of bread, and flour bags eaten up by cavities. As for meat, dried fruit, they became unknown carbohydrates.

In addition to the lack of food, all the clothes here are moldy, let alone put on clothes, even if they smell choking enough, there are also various tools used by Zhang Xiaoqiang to become iron slag. Finally, Zhang Xiaoqiang mourned for a long time. The foreign people really live in the heat of water.

Turning around and walking outside, he wondered why, recalling the previous news broadcast, the first 10 minutes, the country's leaders were busy, the middle 10 minutes, the people of the country were happy, and the next 10 minutes, the people of the world lived in the heat of the water.