Apocalypse Cockroach

“The new era is powerful beyond your imagination, you do so with egg strike stone…, retreat, contact with missile troops and officers, it is only with the attack that it is most sensible. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang lifted up the laundry moon, swept her with pride, deeply smoked a cigarette, rudely sprayed the veil of the laundry moon, thick cigarette cover to the moment of the laundry moon, turned into dozens of flues radiated to spread around, then Zhang Xiaoqiang's second mouth sprayed again, the laundry moon eyebrows slightly wrinkled, his eyes flashed, the smoke was gathered together, bounced back on Zhang Xiaoqiang's face, let him keep fanning the green smoke on his eyelids.

“You don't have to teach me to fight, you better mind your own business. Smoking other than short-lived cigarettes will not do you any good. Especially second-hand cigarettes. If you smoke in front of me again, I will cut off all your cigarettes... ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang's provocative counterattack against Zhang Xiaoqiang was quite sharp. Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled awkwardly. If nothing happened, he looked at the smoky mountain head. At the foot of the mountain, hundreds of strangely shaped armoured vehicles gathered like beetles. An armoured car formed a barrier under the mountain. Thousands of armed men were sitting behind the car waiting for orders to strike again.

A single trolley with armoured baffles pressed on two wheels is ready. When the time comes, it will launch an attack upwards. The method of striking in the month of laundry is simple. The previous day made a fierce posture. In fact, the thunder noise is small, and the real purpose is to surround the reinforcements and eliminate the reinforcements that the new era has redeployed from the front line.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was brought here at a moment when he was ready to witness the victory of Laundry Moon. He did not think that the new era had two legions of troops in Sichuan, counting as more than 5,000 professional soldiers, while Laundry Moon's men and women were only more than 3,000 men and women together. The weapons were disputed, and it was even more unlikely that they would have formed superior firepower and strength. The only claim was that they had 12 vintage artillery guns, but that was far from enough.

“OK, I didn't say that it was your people who died anyway, with me... ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't say it under the eyes of Laundry Ming Moon who lit up his anger again. Laundry Ming Moon snorted softly, fingering at the mountain, and said to him:

“Thirty minutes after the reinforcements of the new era have arrived in the mountains, we can pass the Canyon Avenue behind the mountains. My men have been ambushed. Just two hours to block them, we can clean up the base, rendezvous with the ambushed troops, and the dominant terrain will be extinguished... ”

“Wish you a victory, Kung Fu, I am here to witness this historic scene and believe that many years from now, the Storm Queen will be a legendary figure in the history books, and I will be proud to witness your legend. ”

Throw away the cigarette butt and step out, Zhang Xiaoqiang, a serious kiss against the laundry moon, the fantastic eyes of the laundry moon suddenly bright as fifteen full moon, the light veil at the corner of the mouth slightly snapped up, like smiling.

“Hmm, you want to run away while I'm up there? You are my fiancé, the Prince of Storm Queen, and you will bear witness with me... ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled brightly when he heard it. He nodded slightly:

“It's an honor to witness this moment, but you've been hungry for two days, and now I don't even have the strength to walk, so how can I kill my enemies? You should understand by pulling me out of the cave today, not that I want to drill the cave, but that I don't have the strength to run... I haven't finished talking... ”

Laundry Moon ignored Zhang Xiaoqiang's reason, grabbed his arm and floated towards the hill, armed men at the foot of the hill simultaneously launched an attack, pushed a cart with armoured plates installed, cautiously attacked upwards, from time to time someone was shot by snipers on the hill, the rolling gourd rolled down along the hillside, these wounded like corpses, as long as they did not want their lives, they would re-attack until they fell.

Zhang Xiaoqiang and Laundry Moon quickly passed from the attacker. For the attacker, Zhang Xiaoqiang and Laundry Moon flew fast, and disappeared in front of him when he blinked. For Zhang Xiaoqiang, the crowd moved clumsily in a rigid and slow motion, like a rated image.

The bullet was slightly quicker in his eyes, but enough time for him to shake his head and hide. Flying bullets often just approached him and were bounced out by the Mindset Barrier of the Laundry Moon, whistling and making a little eye out of the ground.

At another moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang was thrown out of the high ground, and three emptiness fell into the trenches of the new era in the rain of bullets. Right next to him, the soldiers of the new era opened their mouths. When they shouted loudly, Zhang Xiaoqiang took a Type 56 rifle from his hand and danced like a flower, knocking out more than a dozen soldiers in turn.

Although all these enemies are in a new era, there is no great conflict with Zhang Xiaoqiang. Soldiers are always cannon ash. Zhang Xiaoqiang needs to kill the person who directs the cannon ash, so he didn't kill him and faint.

As he cleared a trench, the corner of his eye flashed over a long shuttle, and the bright Iron Fist 3 rocket was rushing towards him as he worked 100 meters in front of him.

Zhang Xiaobrushly lifted the rifle to pull the trigger, a bright red figure blocked in front of him. It was the laundry moon that flashed in front of him now. Zhang Xiaoqiang in dynamic vision had enough time to think. At this moment, his mood was complicated, hoping that the rocket would blow the laundry moon into meat powder, and hoping that the laundry moon would not harden.

When he blew up the laundry moon, he could easily escape and return to his own land. He didn't want anything to happen to her. He stopped the rocket because of him. If he was killed, his conscience would be disturbed.

“…………. ”

White smoke is spreading, the rocket rushed to the sky in front of the laundry moon, and fired into the sky. Zhang Xiaoqiang scolded himself in his heart. How can he worry about this pervert? In the battlefield, Zhang Xiaoqiang single-handedly turned the rocket to a standstill. Zhang Xiaoqiang and Zhang Xiaoqiang did not stand still. The shape of the laundry moon rapidly accelerated, rushing towards the work of spraying the rocket. Zhang Xiaoqiang threw down his rifle and jumped out of the trench in the opposite direction.

Running three or two steps, Zhang Xiaoqiang hesitated to look back, his back waist tightened, he was pulled up by something, crossed a high arc around the head of the laundry moon and fell forward.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart cursed Ming Moon continuously, not knowing when, next month, he moved his hands and feet on his belt, attached a transparent silk thread, seemingly fragile silk thread abnormally tough, easily pulled him off to the forward position.

Zhang Xiaoqiang contracted his limbs, rolled them into the trench and threw the three guys upside down. He also fell to the ground to grunt. He didn't wait for him to wake up, and a few shouts were coming from his side. The stiff Eighty-one rifle butt hit him. He was stunned. Zhang Xiaoqiang held his head in his arms and shrunk helplessly. He didn't have a helmet, he couldn't stand up to get hurt. It was still best this way, he wouldn't get hurt on his body.

Then, the chaotic roar turned into a scream. Several of the people who smashed him were then rushed to the laundry moon to fly. Zhang Xiaoqiang lay on the ground and gasped coarsely at the laundry moon roaring:

“The next time you throw it at me, say it before, it's too crappy... ”

After speaking, Zhang Xiaoqiang took off his helmet from his unconscious head and put it on his head. He grabbed the Eighty-one rifle on the ground and shot it on his knees. A magazine was emptied, and more than twenty enemies screamed with their injured right hand.

Just when Chang Xiaoqiang changed the magazine, the laundry moon rushed fast towards the dead end of a cannon bombing. There was a huge work that was spraying numerous lines of fire. This work was in a pretty good position to control the entire position and was also the dead end of the shelling. If the infantry attacked, the casualties would definitely be numerous.

Although she is a woman, Laundry Moon is not necessarily worse than a man. The first time she found out the harm to that thing, even Zhang Xiaoqiang, who could have escaped behind her at any time, rushed straight over.

Zhang Xiaoqiang, who pursued the idea of opportunity, immediately found an empty stop, his hands twisted, to throw away the rifle, but his eyes swept to the fresh soil accumulated at the corner of the construction wall. Then, after he saw the wire stretching out of the soil stretching along the trench 100 meters away from the boulder, a Type 89 heavy machine gun was spraying a long light chain on the boulder.

“Explosives…. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang's head flashed through the conspiracy of the new era. The work on the bright side was a necessarily dead trap. Whoever attacked the position had to get rid of it first, and the work was used by the new era as bait and abandoned as a last resort to counterattack.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang is experiencing a previous problem. Save or not? The power generated by the instantaneous explosion of so many explosives is devastating that even if the laundry moon blocks the firing of countless bullets, it cannot block the simultaneous explosion of so many explosives, and surpassing the threshold means crushing bones.