Apocalypse Cockroach

Zhang Xiaoqiang had to do it. He was sure, spying on the absolute professional sniper. In this dense forest, there was dense vegetation everywhere. After a little more reading, he would be eye-catching, so that he could not spot it in the first place.

A shuttle shot empty, Zhang Xiaoqiang was replacing the magazine, a scream flashed towards him, Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes kept sweeping around him, the whistle gave him automatic dynamic vision, the pointy-tip bullet was flying towards the rifle in his hand, Zhang Xiaoqiang's rifle slightly deflected, allowed the bullet to pass, and fired a speedy shot in the direction of the bullet, simultaneously sending a loud drink, reminding each other that he had discovered.

The snooping of the projectile did not expect to kill him. The target was just a rifle in his hand. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not kill him. The bullet splashed countless grass chips around a grass nest 500 meters away.

The next moment, countless grass leaves flickered, corrective body shadow rolled in the grass, didn't wait for him to roll behind the boulder not far away, hands wrapped with cluttered cloth SV-99 took off, this guy, all over and under the body hung by a disguised net, did not stop, continue to roll towards the big rock, the eyes were about to roll behind the rock, several bullets blew out countless rubble on the rock, the crushed rock scraped his cheek, blood on his cheek, a pair of frightened eyes stared at Zhang Xiaoqiang direction, but dared to bounce again.

Zhang Xiaoqiang disarmed him for the first time and warned him for the second time. He knew that Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to kill him easily. When Zhang Xiaoqiang walked to him, he carefully measured this heavily armed Asian, wanted to talk and didn't know what to say.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stared at this sniper who hid his whole body in a camouflage net. He picked up his toe, the sniper rifle bullet on the ground took off and landed in his hand, held the rifle, and Zhang Xiaoqiang made a gesture against him.

The sniper is not too old, typical Russian looks, looking at this Russian sniper up to 20 years old, Zhang Xiaoqiang has a headache again, he still doesn't speak Russian, let alone don't know what to say, throw the sniper rifle on the person, make a position to lead the person.

The body language can sometimes express something most directly. The sniper took the rifle and put down a little vigilance. However, he did not lead the way. Zhang Xiaoqiang spoke Russian. He seemed to be asking Zhang Xiaoqiang's intentions. Zhang Xiaoqiang spread his hands and shrugged, indicating that he did not understand. He took out a cigarette spot and drew a 5-star red flag on the ground with his toes. The sniper suddenly understood Zhang Xiaoqiang's identity.

Friendly Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled, asked for a cigarette, got a pack of cigarettes, the sniper turned to the hill with Zhang Xiaoqiang, his mouth chirping and mumbling, Zhang Xiaoqiang could not understand, he could only nod with a cigarette, he didn't even know why, he nodded himself.

Not far away, the sniper suddenly shouted around, successively a sniper showed up, curious to stare at Zhang Xiaoqiang's equipment, curious about his G36 rifle and MP7.

Cigarettes, everyone loved them, said hello, one of them took out a small bottle of jam and half a loaf of bread, had to exchange cigarettes with Zhang Xiaoqiang, Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled open his backpack, took out a tear, simply sent each one of them a packet, instantly let them cheer, put the gold, jewelry and all kinds of delicate little things into Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand, made him cry, this thing has nothing to do with him?

Across the sniper position, under a narrow hill, at the end of the trail, the sniper opened the vine blocking the road, revealing a rusty iron fence door, shouting several times inside, and the iron door card rubbed open from inside.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not understand the way the Russians think. How could a heavily armed foreigner be allowed to enter their base so easily? The young sniper who led the way took a cigarette out of Zhang Xiaoqiang and said something. Zhang Xiaoqiang thought he wanted more cigarettes and gave him two more packets. The sniper took one packet and gave him another. After tearing it apart, he gave the doorman a cigarette.

Then the cigarette became Zhang Xiaoqiang's pass, whether a soldier or an officer, ignored Zhang Xiaoqiang's outsider. Zhang Xiaoqiang followed the dark passage and followed the sniper to the inside of the construction. In the construction, he lamented the Russian pen. The work here was a miracle in human history. The arched passage more than two meters high spread long, the passage was dark and damp, the walls were spotted, and moss was the most common thing here.

Zhang Xiaoqiang followed the sniper's footsteps and echoed in the intricate passageway. From time to time, he could see a thick rust pipe inside the passageway, and he didn't know exactly what to do. Most of it was a shooting hole at the corner. The passageway was in the mountain belly, and he didn't feel any boredom at all. The walls were poured with concrete, and there was light on the top of his head, so he couldn't help but admire himself. This was a really good place.

And as they went deeper, they came to the core of Fort Vladivostok, not far from the top of the mountain, in rows. In addition to the shooting hole, the blue sea surface and the mountain forest, the light became bright and the pedestrians traveled more and more, with the exception of the military and the civilian population, but the people here did not like to take care of themselves, the various dirt surfaces.

Zhang Xiaoqiang found that compared to the city outside, there was a vibrant appearance, a naked child running around in the aisle, each little guy's face was dirty, his hair was medium long, he hadn't built it for a long time, it looked dirty, if they weren't dressed, Zhang Xiaoqiang really didn't know how to distinguish their gender.

In addition, Zhang Xiaoqiang found that there were virtually no civilians over the age of 30 except soldiers, most men and women were in their twenties. At the same time, there were considerably fewer pregnant women here than outside. Zhang Xiaoqiang, among the survivors seen outside, accounted for almost half of the pregnant women.

Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't know that this is an instinct embedded in the human genetic chain. When the number of a population reaches the extinction threshold, they will subconsciously reproduce the next generation. No matter how reluctant their subjective ideas are, they will always pregnancy the mother line in the community for various reasons.

Compared to the outside, the pressures of survival inside the fortress are not as great as the outside, and naturally will not be like the outside. In addition, Zhang Xiaoqiang also found that there are his own ranks, the military ranks are the highest, ordinary men, second, women again, children are not their treasures, scolding and verbal abuse sometimes occurs, and children who are beaten do not dare to speak up, even if their mothers are on their side.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's appearance did not provoke the sight and curiosity of the civilian population, each busy living his own affairs, seeing the children, Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled out a piece of beef. The grain was ready to be thrown out, but was stopped by a sniper, who shook his head, pointing to some man squatting around in the dark corner to chat.

Zhang Xiaoqiang understands what snipers mean. These materials are given to these children, and they may not necessarily be eaten in their mouths. Instead, they may get beaten up. Here, a person's value is what he can create. A child cannot create any value, his natural status is lowest, and his death will not attract anyone's attention. This is a kind of elimination. When these children grow up, they will receive their identity and recognition.

Through the residential area, they started walking down the stairs, one floor after the other. Here, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw all kinds of weird mechanical equipment, many things rusted, and even saw a lot of long cannon tubes, obviously these were previously removed weapons.

Finally, they reached the true core area, and there were guard guards. Here, the cigarette offensive failed. The sniper made a wait gesture to Zhang Xiaoqiang. He greeted the two serious sentries and walked inside.

Zhang Xiaoqiang, who waited against the wall, knew that the sniper would go to the chief officer of this fortress to inform him. He was not in a hurry and waited in peace. This is Vladivostok, close to the border city of China. The most exposed people were businessmen from China. He believed that it was not difficult to find several people who spoke Chinese.

The two guards across the street will clean themselves up and look good. Their skin tone is even more red than that of the civilians outside. Young faces are filled with vigilance and hostility towards Zhang Xiaoqiang. The guns are still carried on their shoulders, but their fingers drag the gun strap to death, as if the rifle shooting would be withdrawn if something went wrong.

The hostility towards the two soldiers, if it was before, Zhang Xiaoqiang would never be happy, but after a new era of indiscriminate firing, he calmed down, smiled slightly at the two soldiers, unloaded the rifle on their shoulders, just fell into their hands, the two gunpoints standardized him, two bolts sounded, the other side had been loaded.

Zhang Xiaoqiang turned a blind eye to their gunpoint, took out his rifle to the corner of the wall and smoked it, pointing back at his gunpoint, the two soldiers remained serious. However, his eyes no longer looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang, seemed not to want to be attracted by the cigarette in his hand, Zhang Xiaoqiang held the cigarette, his hands held his chest against the wall, and looked at the two soldiers with a smile, his mouth sprayed green cigarette at them from time to time, the surrounding green cigarette slowly circled around the soldier, causing their throat to unwittingly creep...