Apocalypse Cockroach

The child is a little girl under two years of age, with thin cheeks, short limbs, only an old piece of plastic cloth all over her body wrapped around her small belly, golden hair stranded, tied together by dirt, no children's true eyes, only scared and panicked, want to cry and dare not.

The woman knelt on her knees, holding her own daughter with her hands, begging Angel to take in, asking him to use one of her own life to move his hidden heart. Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart touched, not in nationality, not in ethnicity, but only in a mother's final prayer for the child.

Her arms eventually fell powerless, a large piece of red sprayed across the woman's neck, spraying a radiant semicircular circle from the ground beside her. As she fell backwards, a strong hand pressed the underside of her artery...

Zhang Xiaoqiang put down the child in his hand, used the hemostatic powder to stop the bleeding of the woman, the carotid artery flushed the hemostatic powder one time at a time, even if he pressed the woman's artery to stop the bleeding, as the woman's breathing became shorter and shorter, eventually stopped, Zhang Xiaoqiang stood up single-handedly holding the little girl, and his other hand was all splashed with blood, dripping along his fingertips.

Zhang Xiaoqiang, holding the child's head, looked at the other survivors. They were not saddened by the woman's death, but knelt silently on the ground. Among them were men, women, pregnant women, and children, all like their mothers, kneeling on hard ground with their hemp bars and waiting for Angel's loose mouth.

“Take it, all want to live, go under the condoms in the supermarket, no more unbridled childbirth... ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed long, handed the child over to Guslav, spoke to Angel, walked to the supermarket, his cold heart eventually lost under his mother's love, after all, he once had a love, he loved more than his own mother.

Zhang Xiaoqiang turned around and left. Angel did not hesitate any more. Since Zhang Xiaoqiang spoke, he did what he did. This supermarket was Zhang Xiaoqiang's, and he would benefit whomever he wanted.

After receiving Angel's confirmation, these bitter and crying survivors embraced and cried. The women held their children in tears. Around them, a ray of red broke through the semi-circular circle and swept away. The woman lying in the bloodbath opened her silent eyes and looked at the blue sky. The corner of her mouth curled slightly. She felt the child being caught at the last moment...

Accepting the new survivors, the Botanical Gardens' hiding place is not enough. Although the building is nine stories tall, it is impossible for everyone to live in it. It is not easy for them to take a shit and pee every day. Not to mention, more than 150 people are crowded in a building. Zhang Xiaoqiang does not want to open the door and sleep at the door.

There is also a material problem in the supermarket. There are a lot of materials in the supermarket. I'm afraid the whole building can only be reluctantly installed. The poor survivors don't want to let go of anything. It's useless to get it back before talking about it. Zhang Xiaoqiang also needs space to force the power umbrella. Under no circumstances, Zhang Xiaoqiang allowed these people to set up tents in the botanical garden, and he carried a stick of Pu Han all over himself to make a fuss.

Angel was busy moving. These PUHANS became Zhang Xiaoqiang's bait and assistant. There was no need for Zhang Xiaoqiang to say anything to them. One move, one gesture, these PUHANS would complete on behalf of Zhang Xiaoqiang.

One day down, these Pu Han people actually understand Chinese, at least they understand ‘run, burn, go, keep up...’, Zhang Xiaoqiang took the more smooth Pu Han to take all the carcasses around a dozen buildings around him and burn them out in other areas.

Zhang Xiaoqiang cut out zombies in different areas, resulting in a rapid reduction of zombies near hiding places, artificial clearance of a safe zone, Z-type zombies are sensitive to the reduction of troops, and whenever soldiers lose their lives, support forces are always dispatched. Due to their nervousness, Zhang Xiaoqiang found loopholes in Z-type zombie NC behavior. As long as the zombies are not killed nearby, there will be no new zombies wandering nearby, divided into several points, and the zombies originally wandering here will be removed.

In this way, more and more ground is cleared out and a blank area is formed. At this moment, if several streets are blocked and obstacles blocked in the gap, a city in the city can be formed. Survivors who live in it for a long time and for a short time are safe.

However, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not implement it. After all, he did not want to really consume it here. When more and more materials piled up in the empty space in the center of the botanical garden, more and more people joined the manufacture of the power umbrella. Zhang Xiaoqiang was comfortable. No more thinking about too much. He swayed around with An Xiaohui carrying a snack bag in his hand. Behind them, 13 pieces of Pu Han wearing a full-body leather coat, the door gods generally followed closely. One of them held the water, cigarettes, lighter needed by Zhang Xiaoqiang, and the other held an Xiaohui's snack basket.

With so much power, so much power from the Russians, so much wonder, two days to solve the big fan power problem, the power umbrella steering problem, and the power umbrella surface manufacturing.

On the morning of the third day, Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded with satisfaction, looking at the power umbrella placed on the empty floor, the power umbrella looked very simple, a chair made of hollow steel pipe and wood plate, a large fan was fixed behind it, the thrust generated by the fan rotation was the driving force of his forward, and the motorcycle engine and fuel tank under the chair, anyway, that thick umbrella at least looked good, should be able to fly him up to the sky.

The umbrella surface between the red and yellow phases is light and sturdy. It can be easily carried up in the sky, and it has a light skeleton support. It will not deform the umbrella surface. Zhang Xiaomiong praised the view. Only Akim shuddered slightly, and the umbrella surface flew halfway up into the sky. After withstanding the wind, it was promptly agitated. He took Akim with him and flew up. Luckily, the rope was still attached to the ground. If Akim was not allowed to become an airman,

When everything was ready, Zhang Xiaoqiang listened carefully to the method of operation of An Xiaohui's translation, not tired of the details of the tired interrogator, Akim said endlessly, told Zhang Xiaoqiang everything he knew, Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded, turned his head and said to An Xiaohui:

“The guys who fight besides drinking will be under your command in the future. If I don't come back, you take them outside and find a way to go to Mongolia yourself. The leader of Mongolia's survivors is called Tie Nakahara. You let him send you to Yinchuan. If not, you go to Inner Mongolia yourself and find Yinchuan. That's my place, that's all I can do... ”

An Xiaohui's face was bleak and white. She looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang's head in complexity. She understood Zhang Xiaoqiang's meaning. With thirteen Pu Han, her safety was intact. These Pu Han's ferocious nature, one guy who was emphasized by Wan as a muscle, obeyed the strong. As long as Zhang Xiaoqiang demanded of them, they would accomplish it, though not without fail, always a way.

“Hoo-hoo...”

The power umbrella was shaken open by Zhang Xiaoqiang, the sea breeze filled the power umbrella surface, Zhang Xiaoqiang ran forward for a few steps, and the power umbrella began to rise. Zhang Xiaoqiang, sitting on the chair, stared at the ground and pulled away from him, until he reached a certain height, turned on the fan, and let the huge sharp take him to a distant city.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not fly to the sky for the first time, sitting in the power umbrella was different, as if he was sitting on the cloud of the sky, slowly floating in the sky, the city under his feet appeared in small eyes, a square roof, long streets, ants like zombies, and a large pocketful of green belts.

The air is very windy, Zhang Xiaoqiang wears sunglasses, looking far away, far away is the endless sea, at the edge of the land, one large island as another continent crosses the sea, if his position is not high enough, you do not necessarily see the end of the island.

The wind flew forward with Zhang Xiaoqiang. Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes squeezed. He saw what Wanqiang said about the peninsula, which looked like a dish knife with a bend handle. The handle was narrow. There were only three or two buildings on the island surrounded by three sides of the sea water. Instead, the knife handle connected the knife body with several tall buildings. On one side, there was an empty pier.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not suspect Wanqiang lied to him, Wanqiang knife and gun could not enter. Apart from Zhang Xiaoqiang's high-speed rotation of the rat blade, even the rocket-propeller would not harm him. Therefore, Wanqiang did not look at guns and other weapons and other equipment, and Wanqiang was accustomed to fighting with his hands, instead of guns, it was not necessarily accurate, so Wanqiang did not have to abandon them in common sense.

Opposite the Russian island is not separate. There is a bridge across the strait that connects to the land. In the natural bay, countless piers are forested, various container piers are next to the street, countless containers are rusted to sand in the pier area, and various materials and raw materials are scattered along leaking containers to the ground.

Shipyard Zhang Xiaoqiang also saw that the semi-finished products of a huge boat corroded on an open-air platform. In the city, most of the buildings were in good condition. In the pier area, most of the items were related to steel, most of them were not intact. From time to time, overturned hulls and bare bows could be seen in coastal waters.

As his gaze became clearer and clearer, Zhang Xiaoqiang reached over the dock, and saw the situation below the dock, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but cry bitterly. He had only one thought at the moment. If his power umbrella was powered by solar bamboo, how good should it be, so that he could fly all the way to China without needing to tangle here. Right below him, countless zombies moved in the shadow of the dock area. No wonder he felt that there were fewer zombies in the city, so they were all concentrated here?

Then it became clear that the best way for survivors in the city to escape from Vladivostok was by boat, so more and more survivors fled to the pier, leading the dead to the past, perhaps not much, and certainly many were eaten by the dead.