Apocalypse Cockroach

Zhang Xiaoqiang was satisfied lying in the sea of cans. At his side was a dozen canned boxes, he ate Chinese dishes that had long been defiant. Zhang Xiaoqiang felt warm all over his body. He didn't want to move. After half a mile, he only struggled to climb up from the middle of countless cans and continue to shake up in the middle of the supermarket. Then he woke up to find that nearly half of the goods here came from China, as large as outdoor tents, suitcases, bicycles, mattresses, mattresses, small as clothes, socks, towels, lighters, watches, nail knives, all labels made in China.

Seeing here, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but shake his head. At home, Chinese people like to use foreign goods. When they go to foreign countries, they also like to use Chinese goods. Is this the scent of flowering walls inside walls?

Shortly after walking, Zhang Xiaoqiang arrived in the outdoor supply area, where all kinds of outdoor supplies should be available, outdoor jackets, fleece coats, backpacks, lumbar bags, rock climbing ropes, backpack accessories, tents, sleeping bags, moisture proof mats, inflatable floor mats, picnic supplies, kettles, water purifiers, light fixtures lighting, telescopes, etc., will confuse Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes.

Needless to say, he unbuckled his belt, took off his military uniform and the leather coat inside, replaced the wettest underwear with ready-made, high-quality underwear, and then started choosing equipment for himself.

With a slim leather jacket in military style on the outside, he tried to move for a while without feeling tired, nodded his head with satisfaction, and put on this thing so he wouldn't be afraid of the cold outside.

He then found himself a large backpack with new socks, moisture-proof insoles, pointers, electronic maps on the palm of his hand, portable camping lights, strong light flashlights, props, sleeping bags, sparking supplies, and more.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know that the quality of these items was still bad. He only admitted a little. He only took the highest bid. Others, even if the appearance was better, ignored it. Only the expensive ones were chosen, not the right ones.

After coming down a lap, Zhang Xiaoqiang's backpack was only a third packed. Then Zhang Xiaoqiang started packing food, and the cans were packed in bulk for 20 listens. He stopped packing, went to snacks to pack all kinds of dried fish pine, and dried goods. When the bag was full, Zhang Xiaoqiang climbed upstairs with more than 50 kg of backpack.

The supermarket has only one floor, and the huge ceiling is a diamond-shaped structure of steel frame. At the far end, there is a maintenance ladder that leads to the top. Zhang Xiaoqiang's purpose is to go up to the roof to find a target for himself.

Zhang Xiaoqiang originally intended to find a place to get some food first, then collect some supplies, get a motorboat to go out to sea or something, and float along the coast to China. As of now, he first assured himself that he would not get lost before he could think of anything else.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang climbed onto the wide roof, his gaze was clear, and the next second he was shaken by the solar panels in the distant building, he then saw several big beards in his clothes.

In order to prevent himself from being hallucinated by shaky eyes, Zhang Xiaoqiang rubbed his eyes vigorously and took out the sunglasses from the small hanging bag on the side of the backpack and put them on. This time he looked carefully, more than a thousand meters away from him, there was a primitive forest-like botanical garden, in the middle of the jungle, there were various buildings covered with vegetation, on the center of the main floor, several large foreigners were looking at him with binoculars, all in one motion, with big mouth looking at this side...

“That Chinese kid, his life is so big, now his feet must be full of demons, right? ”

“Look, he changed his clothes, what a nice leather coat. It must be warm on me, and the big bag on his back. I bet it's all the most expensive vodka in there, it's all... ”

“I said, it shouldn't be easy for him to escape, fill himself up in the midst of hundreds of zombies, and get so much supplies, he is a good man, or let him join us, usually let him go out to find supplies, let Karina that bitch fascinate him...”

Three big beards spoke their opinions, and the oldest big beard put down his telescope and turned his head and said to them:

“It's easy for him to escape. The boy's got rope. It's easy for him to get down to the ground and retract the sewer he came out of. How do you expect him to get here? How do you expect him to believe us? ”

The beard has left no one to speak of, and in this city, there are a lot of survivors like them, and they're stubbornly living in this city, like a bunch of rats, living in hiding in Tibet every day, where there's no ethnicity, no country, no gender, there's only naked interests, you're useful, you get supplies, you're welcome, and if it doesn't work, I'm sorry, you can't get a grain of bread.

“Why don't I pull Karina up and let her strip naked to seduce him... ”

The youngest mustache shouted and was then slapped in the back of the head, surrounded by a big mustache shouted:

“Anyone with the guts still afraid to fuck a bitch? Only a useless coward like you thinks about those things every day... ”

Several people argued, but the oldest big beard put down the telescope and swung his hands, smiling on his face, whispering:

“Shut up, which one of you speaks Chinese? ”

Several big beards were playing a farce on the roof, Zhang Xiaoqiang on the far roof grabbed the helmet, which reminded him that he had never taken it off, no wonder he felt something was wrong when diving, hurry to take it off and expose the damp dark hair to the sun.

Then Zhang Xiaoqiang put down his backpack, lazily lay on the slightly hot rooftop to enjoy the sun, let a few big beards in the distance look silly, can't help but lay dry, then took out a bottle of champagne from the backpack and broke the bottle mouth, instantly a bubble came up, Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly tasted this slightly sweet sparkling wine, just felt it tasted a little more than soda.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang is not in a hurry. He is in a strange city, even if he spends the night here, it is nothing. He is speculating about the intentions of the beard. Zhang Xiaoqiang is not afraid of strangers. However, if those people are not Chinese, Zhang Xiaoqiang does not want to contact them. Not to mention whether he can communicate or not, he does not want to kill people because of something wrong.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's two years of end-of-life has tired him of killing. The so-called justice or something is nothing more than a memory of the end of his life, or a love for the life of order before. After he opened up space for hundreds of thousands of survivors and assumed responsibility for the development of several cities, he also understood that in the end of life, as long as he is strong enough, he is the law, he is God, and his words are the benchmark of all morality.

After thinking about it, Zhang Xiaoqiang, in addition to deliberately offending him, or the people around him, will not kill with his own hands anymore. Even those who eat people are caught. It is also a habit to let the troops below die. He even lazy to feed the zombies.

Therefore, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not want to kill any more people and did not want to contact these foreigners. For him, he went back to China, went back to the hot spring base, took on his responsibilities again, and eventually surrounded the base industry on both sides, which was what he was going to do.

Think clearly Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't care what those people think, just enjoy the warm morning sun, taste a little better than soda, mark the champagne of PREMIERCRU, recall its price, recall the number of zeros.

“What's he doing? Is he carrying vodka? I'm going crazy, I'm jealous crazy, I haven't smelled alcohol in years, I can't, I can't, you guys hold on, tie me with a rope, punch me in the face, wake me up, or I'll... Oops!!! ”

The oldest mustache hit this arrogant guy hard with his fist, made him stop nagging, then some headaches pinched his eyebrows, helplessly said: “Guslav, I remember a few winters ago, you were drunk and slept in the snow, if your brother hadn't come home from drinking at night to recognize you, you would be dead now, you would have sworn that you would never drink again for the rest of your life, now what are you mad about? ”

Ancient Slavic, howling with his head, looked up at his mustache, squatted down with his head and clasped:

“I used to not drink, that's what I didn't want to die for, now I want to drink, I don't know why I want to live, eat moldy bread every day, drink cold water, I don't even know, need to live this day?

Angel, you are our head, and I thank you for bringing us to this day, but I really don't know how long we have to live on these days, no barbecue, no vegetables, no spices, no... hope. ”