Apocalypse Cockroach

Zhang Xiaoqiang, far from the interior of Sichuan, did not know that Hubei Base had ushered in an unprecedented war, nor that his nominal 800,000 population was officially admitted today by the Prairie Corps, 5,000 so-called skilled workers, and 300 remnants of the factory survivors, as the first lucky people to officially cross the Yellow River, waiting for disinfection and treatment in the refugee camp behind the Yellow River Bridge to prevent them from bringing the plague that might have erupted into Ordos.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang waited quietly. Everything around him was dark, the cloudy air and the smell of dirt suffocated him. He was silent and could hear the beating of his heart. He shrunk all over his body, endured all kinds of discomfort and waited for the passage of time.

Zhang Xiaoqiang, calm in the darkness, deeply experienced the feeling of confinement, quiet, boring, inextensible, and fearful darkness. Zhang Xiaoqiang has been constantly surpassing himself, a heart working as hard as iron stone, in this small and dull space, he still felt strongly uncomfortable.

“I'm a stone, I'm a pile of sand, I'm a tree root, I'm... ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang's mouth was delicately reading hypnotic words. The slightly untraceable voice only echoed in his heart. The whole person slowly fell into a kind of light, gradually starting to feel no suffocation, no darkness, and no presence of himself.

Just above Zhang Xiaoqiang's head, bright sunshine, green grass, and three other girls in white veil skirts, an anxious girl, they walked around on the grass, looking for the traces of spider silk left by Zhang Xiaoqiang. At the girl's side, a living, jumping mutant animal curiously followed the girls, spreading joy.

Just as the girls were about to despair, the air twisted and the laundry moon in red gorgeous clothes suddenly appeared, and the three girls bowed their heads to pay tribute to her.

“Oh, did he run away again? How many hours? ”

When she saw the anxiety on the girl's face, she was not in a hurry. She asked the girls softly, and the girls looked at each other, the oldest, and the prettiest girl said with a hard scalp:

“It should have run in the middle of the night, when he went to the bathroom, and when he came back, we slept, maybe then he was ready...”

The foggy eyes of the moon flashed a smile, didn't let a few waitresses notice, waved their sleeves to let them go, walked to Zhang Xiaoqiang's head and looked at the grass on the ground that was no different from the rest of the world, said softly:

“Still not out? Stone?”

“Touch……. ”

Countless mud sand and grass leaves rushed to the sky and splattered around. The turbulent mud and grass leaves reached the front of the laundry moon, and ran into the air wall and bounced out to the surrounding area. Zhang Xiao Qiangfeng's scaly face stood in the pit looking angrily at the laundry moon.

“Third time, how did you find me? The first time I bumped into your hand, the second time I hid in a tank, the third time I hid underground, why? ”

As he growled and waved his hands angrily, Zhang Xiaoqiang appeared somewhat hysterical. He did not want to stay by the moon for a moment. As long as there was a slight possibility, he would run away. He was not interested in the beauty of the moon. He just wanted to go back to the hot spring base and go back to his children.

“Come with me, I'll take you somewhere…. ”

Mingqiang ignored Zhang Xiaoqiang's anger. She had understood that she could not reason with Zhang Xiaoqiang. With Zhang Xiaoqiang's mouth, she had nothing to gain except to half-dead herself. Ignoring Zhang Xiaoqiang made her feel strongly satisfied. Looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang eating madness, she felt comfortable in her heart. Such comfort had never been given to her by anyone or anything, Feiyun did not have a maid, even her servants and enemies did not have one, so the more she couldn't help killing Zhang Xiaoqiang, killing Zhang Xiaoqiang, and where to look for such happiness?

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the back of Mingyun's turn, his heart became more angry, his heart crossed, he retracted back to the ground hole, continued to mount his groundhog, a familiar scent flowed across the nose, although he knew it was from his most hated woman, his nose asked for an uncontrolled sniff, and the whole person was dragged out of the ground.

“I'm leaving, I'm walking. Put me down, or I'll spit on you... ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang was lifted between her waists and swept away. She threw like Zhang Xiaoqiang was helpless. Zhang Xiaoqiang turned a deaf ear and the grass flashed quickly around her...

“Hoo-hoo……. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang closed his mouth, but the wind shouted in his ear. In dynamic vision, the rapidly sweeping ground was extended indefinitely, and the fragrance around him was also blown away by the wind. When he reached the garbage dump like camp outside, the laundry moon did not stop, and he continued to take him outside to plunge, followed out the camp door, to the field outside.

The corner of his eyes flashed through all kinds of miscellaneous shrubs, grass, gravel, eventually parked in front of a pile of shell casings, just stopped, Zhang Xiaoqiang closed his eyes and waited for the impact, according to the last encounter, he thought he would be fallen on the floor.

“Do you want me to stand you up? ”

No unexpected strike, only an unexpected reminder, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked up four times, his legs stood on the ground, not yet steady, the laundry moon released his hand, made him lose his balance, rushed forward, ahead was Hessen's cannon, spotted steel running plug was facing his face, hurried a sudden moment, one foot on the smooth shell shell, facing the head to the cannon.

Zhang Xiaoqiang closed his eyes helplessly. Since being trapped by the laundry moon, he has had bad luck. He only remembered that he did not have a helmet and was a little sad when he looked at the cannon.

Just as he was about to hit the hard steel running plug, the incense wind rose again, Zhang Xiaoqiang's arm was pulled, he stopped, Zhang Xiaoqiang smoothly embraced the past, but did not expect to hold on to a body like a warm incense soft jade, let him stay, look up to the laundry moon standing beside him, the laundry moon full of rage, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked down in her eyes, scared to find himself holding her bare waist...

Twelve 122-mm traction howitzers, the oldest type of Type 54 howitzer, with a strong shell body, a thick and long cannon tube like a sword, a New Era integrated supply base on the oblique finger hills, hidden behind the cannon, piles of ammunition boxes neatly placed in the yard, and a fused shell is reflecting layer of oil in the sun.

Zhang Xiaoqiang unnaturally stood next to the moon of laundry, his eyes unconsciously looked at the two black clap marks between her waist Chinese clothes, stayed in the pit for half a day, the two claws were dirty and messy, the black marks were not his intention, although he was not afraid of laundry moon, but he did not want to suffer himself.

“Haven't you seen enough? Do you want to print more? ”

The sound of the Laundry Moon was still sweet and beautiful, but it added a little fire. Zhang Xiaoqiang struck a chill and quickly retracted his gaze. The Laundry Moon didn't even bother him just now, but it made him less averse to the Laundry Moon. This woman said she was not a human being, but a little more sensible than the average woman.

“They're a bunch of puppets. Do you have a sense of accomplishment with your men like that? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang pointed at the back of the twelve cannons in order to transfer embarrassment. He stayed behind the gas mask like a wooden stake, and the cannon with his hands on his back questioned him with a mocking tone.

“What do you say I do? Humans don't cry until they see me as a woman, they want to grab me, bully me, I can kill 10, 100, but can't kill all men? Kill them all. How do humans reproduce? ”

Ming Ming Yue's tone is even worse. She also brought some grievances into the speech to confuse Zhang Xiaoqiang. Ming Yue said that she was not a human being, but what she did to benefit these survivors more than harm them. Is she really addicted to being a queen?

“What is your purpose? Become a true human being? Why?”

Zhang Xiaoqiang stared at Mingyue, this woman was a mystery in his heart. Mingyue did not recognize herself as a human being, but lived with survivors. Did she just treat humans as domesticated food?

Thinking about it, his face was hard to see. When Fei Yun died, his whole body of blood clotted into a yellow bean-sized serum, maybe this serum was her food?

“I don't know, I haven't seen myself before, one day I met a... I changed and became a little girl, a little girl who didn't know anything, always had an idea in my heart that brought me closer to humankind, and I could... ”