Apocalypse Cockroach

On the Three Mountains position, all sorts of messy objects scattered around, shells buried on the surface of the earth, damaged shoes, helmets on the back, and damaged firearms. The three mountains were quiet, and the zombies under the mountain were attacking up again, even though the zombies had approached the waist of the hill, and no one had probed and fired.

The huge pile of corpses between the three mountains has become coke black wreckage, countless bones are burned by fire like coal ash, black ashes scattered everywhere, apart from the three mountains, ten kilometers square is this black pressed scorched black, countless corpses float in these black ashes, making it impossible to distinguish between the colours of the earth and the colours of the carcasses, as if all three mountains had been occupied by the carcasses.

“When…”

An empty can was thrown out of the trench, smashed into a shell casing scattered outside the trench, and then rolled down the hill to a bunch of zombies climbing below.

“Get up, get up, distribute food... ”

The dull and dry voice, as if it were a dull sound from the old bark friction, was not loud, but caused more people to scream. The sound was equally dull and dry, and then hundreds of men, leaner than zombies, stood silently in the trenches.

These men are all the same look, dirty, fluttering hair, dark, greasy cheeks, deep orbits, and their thin bodies just a little bit stronger than skulls.

The men slowly moved toward the top of the hill with walls filled with black gray, moving very slowly, almost every step, as if a little faster, and they would fall and never get up again.

The shaky men climbed to the top of the mountain, exhausted their last stretch, fell to the ground and gasped, standing beside them with countless helmets and metal cartridges, all facing the windward, looking at these objects, where they turned up, lucky enough to find a few drops of dew water that had not yet volatilized to moisturize their voices.

Zhao Deyi dragged a sack of linen to the center and stood impatiently. He measured hundreds of men around him. He grabbed the sack with his hands and clamped it outwards. A large white cake rolled onto the tarpaulin on the ground. When all three sacks were emptied, the pancakes had accumulated in the hills.

One soldier went forward, picked up his own pancakes, squatted down, tore a small piece into his mouth, wet it with his saliva and swallowed it hard into his throat.

Zhao Deyiwang, who was also holding a bread cake, looked at the soldiers like they were sour, and today, this is the 20th day they were surrounded by mountains, how did the 20th day survive? Almost no one wants to think back, and everyone here knows that if there's really hell in the world, this is it.

There's no shortage of food here, and helicopters always come with some big cakes when delivering ammunition to them. What they lack is water, which was prepared enough for them to use for a month, but the fire that burned the bodies the other day consumed a lot of fresh water to keep them from baking at high temperatures.

Shortly afterwards, the soldiers present ate the pancakes in their hands and looked at their chief with a hot eye. Zhao Deyi turned his head to his deputy, the deputy nodded, walked to the top center of the mountain stacked with a large bag of empty shell casings, pulled open an iron plate, pulled out a rubber pipe from inside to the hand pressure pump, and as he pushed and pulled, clear fresh water flowed from the interface to the loaded iron barrel.

The water is stored beneath the surface, the soldiers do not know exactly how much water is under their feet, they only care how much water they can divide, not much water, half a glass per person, this half of water is their supply for the whole afternoon, next time they have to wait until tomorrow morning.

Zhao Deyi is more anxious than the soldiers below. The soldiers have already shown an uncooperative lazy state. Although not much ammunition is one aspect, the main reason is that they have been stuck in the mountains besieged by zombies for a long time. The soldiers are fighting day and night urgently. They are constantly facing death, pain, cold, and the most terrible thirst. Various reasons quickly deplete the soldiers' morale. Without the support of helicopter cup water truck salaries, I am afraid the troops would have collapsed.

To restore the high morale of the warriors, there is only one way to evacuate to a safe place, let them take a good bath, sleep beautifully, wait for them to rest well, they are definitely good men forged in stainless steel, but here, this simple desire can no longer be the most luxurious expectation.

Soldiers drank their own water and held each other up to the trenches, where they could only feel safe. On the Three Mountains position, without an absolute rear, the trenches were the most familiar place for them to feel a little at ease compared to the unobstructed hills.

Looking at the departed soldier, Zhao Deyichang sighed and raised his telescope to observe the other two mountains, the other mountains and this side were similar. During the 20-day battle, the ammunition was essentially depleted. The only thing that stood against the zombies was a steep slope. The 75-degree slope not only created obstacles for them, but was also reprehensible for the zombies. As long as they were careful to prevent the flexible S2 zombies from breaking through the barbed wire and tripping horses, they would be temporarily unimpeded.

In the telescope, the other two mountain principals were also looking at him, perhaps looking for a little peace of mind, Zhao Deyi tried to crack open the corner of his mouth to make a smile, waved to them, waiting for the other party to respond, he put the telescope down to his hiding place and prepare to survive this boring afternoon.

Suddenly, the deputy officer pointed at the distant sky and shouted, Zhao Deyi saw the nearby helicopter, the funeral sender helicopter's textured streamlined body at the first sight, all felt a horrible suicide angel, but after bringing support to them, the plane was the most holy in their hearts, saw the plane, and the previously dead position suddenly cheered.

Zhao Deyi did not cheer, he did not see the plane carry any packages, the plane, as he thought, did not stop, lightly crossed the sky to the direction of Wuhan, at this time he guessed what, his heart was in despair, the connection of the cockroach base was intermittent these days, the question over there was also mostly straightforward, if not for the daily delivery of supplies, he would have suspected that the cockroach base had failed.

But today, planes ignore their direct departure, perhaps with other tasks, but today's supplies seem deliberately forgotten. Is it true that something happened?

“Contact the base for me. Ask them why their ammunition supplies are not here today. We only have more than 20,000 rounds left, if not... ”

Zhao Deyi rushed to the communication area with the antenna mounted. Before approaching, he shouted to the correspondents of the radio station, but the usual noisy communication area was particularly quiet today. Seeing how many people were sitting inside, Zhao Deyi was nervous when his mind broke?

“Is it true? We're saved... ”

Suddenly, a correspondent said to himself, then the whole communication center erupted, they shouted, their faces rose red, hugged each other, even forgot that their officers were standing aside, cheering for five minutes after the whole thing had passed, Zhao Deyi had not waited for their emotions to calm down, on the contrary, there were more and more intense events, two of them held their headaches and cried, and their mouths still screamed with tearing hearts and lungs, he couldn't stand it.

“Who can tell me exactly what happened? Is Brother Cockroach back? ”

Zhao Deyi's angry voice woke up these crying grown-ups, and they wiped away the tears in their corners and looked at Zhao Deyi's excited cry:

“Master, we're saved, the reinforcements are here... ”

“Everyone cheer me up. Don't lose the chain by then. Can we just look at this in the beginning? Fang Zhenbo, you lead the first battalion of the Marine Corps as a front, be sure to insert it like a blade, attack below the mountain at the fastest speed, ignore the corpses on both sides, the second battalion will clean you up.

Hu Zhongping, your second team carries all the heavy machine guns to cover behind them. No matter how many casualties, you must also keep an eye on their backtracks. If you succeed in rescuing them this time, it is up to you... ”

The deputy commander of the Yangtze River fleet had a harsh look on his face, his mouth was cut off and he issued a combat order. In front of him, several officers stood up strictly. As the peak gave the order, they did not dare to speak out in the atmosphere, but privately rubbed their hands in friction and waited for a good fight in front of him.

“Boom……. ”

Violent vibrations allowed the people present to lean back in front of them, then they weirdly corrected their position, the peak tidied up a wrinkled uniform, paused slightly, and caught the previous topic in the car to continue the sermon:

“I know you guys have a lot of experience in alley warfare and a lot of skill in dealing with small-scale zombies, but today is our first large-scale positive battle, not hundreds of small-scale zombies, at least hundreds of thousands of zombie tides, so I hope you don't have the slightest enemies, especially you, Aoyagi Mountain... ”

It was a young man who was named. The biggest difference between this young man and some of the people here is that he is young, compared to the mature look of 256 years old, only he has a young face of 17-18 years old. In wearing it, he is also not new. He is not the same. He is straight back in military uniform.

Fluffy, chaotic and stylish, covering most of his eyes, trying to see clearly his eyes, can only be found through the hair gap, with shiny diamond earrings on his left earlobe, nine earrings on his right ear, nine gold earrings of all kinds, in addition to his fairly white left face, there is an alternative tattoo, the tattoo is a red lip print, as if it had just been kissed a while ago by a beautiful woman, it has not been possible to wipe it.

The uniform is also very distinctive. The upper arm part of the two sleeves was torn off. The messy thread made his uniform smell like hip-hop. The wind discipline buckle on the neck was absolutely unnecessary. A large gold necklace hung around the neck, as if tethered with a heavy chain of dogs. Brand new uniform with all sorts of broken and messy pieces, accompanied by the same broken and rotten jeans. I just felt like this guy could be anything but a soldier.

At the peak of his name, he had not noticed that although he was sitting on the same foot, his ears were wearing Bluetooth high-fidelity headphones, his whole body fluttered with a strange rhythm, causing other officers around him to look at each other, his face showing a little impatience, but no one said anything, seemingly taking into account anything.

“Aegean Mountain, turn off your fucking headphones!!! ”

The peak could not stand this guy any longer, the blues on his forehead jumped, as if in cramps, Aqingshan woke up after being pushed by the people around him, looked at the angry peak and raised his index finger, blinked his eyes to indicate a moment, turned his head and punched him hard in the face, a scream, Aqingshan smoked his nose, rubbed his fist on his chest, twisted his head with innocent eyes and pointed at the gun on his forehead, very nicely said:

“I'm wrong, I won't dare again, Commander, please don't scare me with these toys, next time you tie me directly to the cannon mouth, where I am absolutely afraid... ”

Several other people had a wonderful face, looked at this untamed guy with his eyes sparking, did not hesitate to pull the trigger, the gun flashed, but saw Ai Qingshan make all kinds of exaggerated facial expressions twisting his waist, swinging in the bullet track, waiting for the peak to insert the pistol with an empty magazine back into the holster, Ai Qingshan wanted to reach in front of him, fifteen bullets with a burning sensation hung in his palm as a spiral.