Apocalypse Cockroach

“What's going on out there? Why did you order them to attack the supply base of the New Era? ”

For the first time, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that the storm queen was not quite annoying. At least this woman was very motivated, like a fox in Ramadan, and wanted to become a human being. However, he was very uncomfortable with the idea that women controlled everyone, which made him feel like human beings were enslaved by the opposite race.

“Isn't your culture called Ego Stopping Martial Arts? If we want a renaissance, we must eliminate all internal consumption so that we can muster more strength and resources. Although I am not a human being at first, I am almost there. As long as we are married and have children, I am a human being, and I will be Her Majesty the Queen who will lead humanity in its history of innovation…. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang said nothing and married her? Beautiful to think about…, at the same time, what kind of renaissance declaration to women does not think otherwise, maybe women have the ability to control tens of thousands of human beings like Z-sexual loss of control of the corpse sea, but there is always a limit, once the limit is reached, not all human beings will listen like dogs, if women continue to evolve and their abilities increase unlimited, that is even more horrible, all human beings have no thought, even if they live as zombies, it is better to be zombies, at least zombies will be excited to meet flesh and blood.

“Why don't you give me a name? ”

The woman's sporadic thinking was strong, suddenly jumped from the rise of the future of humankind onto her name, and her eyes flashed with a slight desire. Zhang Xiaoqiang grabbed the scalp, and it seemed that naming her was his weakness, and she couldn't help but push away:

“Don't you really care about traditional Chinese culture, you should also know a lot of ancient poetry song words, you can choose your own favorite, for example, small building overnight listening to spring rain, deep alley Ming dynasty selling apricot flowers, you can call small building, or apricot flower, or spring flower apricot... ”

“Not good, not good. I like the poem" Laundry Moon Yu Li ". You say" Laundry Moon "? The ripples are nice too. How do I choose them? ”

For the first time, the woman lost her temper in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang. As usual, she talked casually about the subject of her name. She looked very distressed and Zhang Xiaoqiang snapped her nostrils and said:

“You're so beautiful, so much prettier than the moon. It's called the laundry moon, but what does this laundry mean? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang's appearance was very unpleasant. Her tired appearance made the woman uncomfortable. However, at this moment, she glanced at Zhang Xiaoqiang without looking at him and thought:

“There are many different kinds of laundry meaning, the most commonly used means washing, like laundry lotus without demons, laundry moon is... ”

“I know, just wash the moon, wash it healthier, good name, good name, I'll call you wash the moon later, OK, wash the moon, I'm tired now, I'm sleepy, I need to sleep... ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang was too lazy to engage with this moon of laundry again. He was about to rush people to talk. He remembered Darwin's theory of evolution. It seems that Darwin thought that people evolved as monkeys, while Pusong thought that animals could also evolve into humans. Now, Pusong seems to have predicted the evolution of today's moon hundreds of years ago?

Got the name of Laundry Moon happily disappeared in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang eyes, Zhang Xiaoqiang shook his head, a strange kind of heart burst up, Laundry Moon leaving is not the way to go in mythical stories of all kinds? Did Pussy age cross?

The first few girls walked in with a tray and filled the table. They saw the dishes on the table, Zhang Xiaoqiang's index finger moved loudly. They sat at the table and ate it. Nothing could be lost. They could not lose their stomach. They ate while Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his eyes and summarized the various personalities displayed by the laundry moon...

The night was like the curtain, covering the earth, and the quiet camp was completely silent at night, but Zhang Xiaoqiang sneaked out of the tent and carefully weighed around. The grass under the moonlight reflected a faint silver hue, and the large helicopter quietly stopped in the middle of the grass.

There was no movement around, no guard, no maid, no ghost moon, Zhang Xiaoqiang walked silently on the grass and touched the helicopter.

He walked very carefully, trying not to make any noise, not to slow down. He touched the helicopter three or two times, leaned against the body, looked carefully again, and then turned around and pulled the cabin into the driver's seat.

Zhang Xiaoqiang has never flown a plane, but he has seen how Yuri drives. Although there is no actual operation, he was forced into this. He is also anxious, whether or not it can be done, try it first.

Blackout found the start switch, carefully pulled it on, a row of indicator lights lit up, Zhang Xiao Qiang raised his head and looked out the window, saw that there was still no one outside, pressed the violently fluctuating mood, opened a row of keys, then more indicator lights lit up, and finally, an English operating interface monitor lit up, followed by a small keyboard of passwords.

Seeing the keyboard, Zhang Xiaoqiang was depressed, even if he didn't understand English, he knew what this thing was doing. Then Zhang Xiaoqiang saw clearly that the keyboard consisted of letters and numbers, and suddenly his brain flashed over Yuri's picked up titanium metal plate, reaching into the dark pocket next to the driver's seat, and he touched the cold metal plate.

“K… 853… DDCE… 246390-LZSB-037. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang whispered the code on the metal plate. With one input, all kinds of electronic sounds were suddenly sounded throughout the cab. Zhang Xiaoqiang was still frightened when he knew that it was a normal reaction to the start of the plane. At this moment, he demanded the divine Buddha of heaven, be it Western or Eastern, as long as he knew, even Lucifer and Satan.

When the helicopter propeller starts to rotate, Zhang Xiaoqiang calms down. Once the aircraft starts, it will automatically lock the cockpit. It will not be possible for the outside to open the cabin for a moment and a half. The outer material of this helicopter can resist the firing of machine guns under 14.5, which is at least much stronger than Zhang Xiaoqiang's two retracted protective clothes.

At this moment, the lights in the outside tent lit up successively, Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his eyebrows proudly, his hands moved the lever up, and the helicopter swayed off the ground. At this moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang kept encouraging himself, accelerating and accelerating. When the plane finally flew a thousand meters, Zhang Xiaoqiang exhaled for a long time.

Looking down at the firefly-like flame light, he said in a slight tone:

“Yuri, don't blame Brother, the storm queen below is the prettiest woman you'll ever see, although she won't necessarily look at you, be able to get close to her, and not taste more than one happiness for an old man like you? ”

“In intersex reproduction organisms, females refer to the sex of the individual responsible for making eggs, responsible for making sperm. Children are called males, and in the absence of males, female individuals cannot reproduce themselves, as egg-free, only fine. Son, you can be called a male, that is, I found you as my husband, in composite heavenly ways natural? ”

After Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly came to wash the moon cold speech, his body suddenly tightened, his mouth shouted out: “Oh my God!!! ”

Without turning back, Zhang Xiaoqiang climbed up constantly and asked with a hint of chill:

“Have you been in the plane? Looks like I underestimated you... ”

“No, I've been following you, you're in the grass, by the plane, and into the plane, and I'm behind you... ”

At this moment of the month of laundry, the speech is still as cold as water. I don't know if it is a hallucination. Zhang Xiaoqiang can always hear a little joy from her voice. It seems that the mood of the month of laundry is very good at this moment.

Zhang Xiaoqiang grabbed the joystick with his hands dead, his eyes stared at the endless night sky outside the cabin, his heart flashed fiercely and decisively, and he bit his teeth and cut his teeth and asked:

“Can you live if this height falls? ”

“Oh? It's already so high, I haven't been this high. If I fall, I think I can't live, not to mention the bombs and missiles on the plane... ”

Laundry moon has no habit of lying. To be honest, the story is not finished. The plane crashed into the ground. Lightning generally fell several thousand meters down. Zhang Xiaoqiang actually gave up control and let the plane crash. Needless to say, it was Zhang Xiaoqiang's broken jar psychology again. He wanted to die with Laundry moon in his arms.

“Crazy woman, let me play air ballet with Grandpa. Tell you what, Grandpa will never be held captive, and you will not live like a pet without dignity, excited? Scream! Ow!!! ”

Fast fall, the cabin lost weight, Zhang Xiaoqiang floated, twisting his head behind the washing moon screaming, the washing moon stared at Zhang Xiaoqiang's face with eyes, seemed to want to remember the death in his heart.

“Do you want me to die with you? ”

When she heard the woman's final inquiry, Zhang Xiaoqiang was mad and abusive and shouted:

“Ha, you want your brother to marry you, dream, martyr your mother... everyone burns * * *... ”

“Understood. You just tried to kill yourself. I thought you wanted to escape. ”

Ming Ming Moon suddenly summed it up, then he retracted his gaze from Zhang Xiaoqiang. Just as Zhang Xiaoqiang opened up again, ready to vent in the last few seconds, Ming Ming Moon's hands quickly operated on the back cockpit, only to see the hands like porcelain balls with the remnants, swept over on various instruments, the plane suddenly changed the fall position, from a straight fall to a forward fall, indirectly dragged the fall distance.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly understood that the laundry moon had not been in a hurry. This woman had already found a way to operate the helicopter from Yuri's head. Yuri understood that this woman understood that Zhang Xiaoqiang had become a half hanger compared to the laundry moon.

Just as Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted, while madly smashing all kinds of instrument equipment, the woman raised her head, angrily looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang, her hair was windless and she formed a shackle in a powerful atmosphere, which bound Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was dishonest, tightly...