Apocalypse Cockroach

Others stood still in the blood water and watched their peers throw up. Many people had hung up their respirators and lowered the tone difference of their multifunctional glasses as if they could not see the soft sauce under their feet, but some people had never done so, as if everything here had distorted their judgment.

The vomiting soldier spit only sticky gastric juice, then he raised his right hand and waved, indicating that it was okay, let the others ignore him, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned around, took people forward, walked three or two steps, behind him came a low gunshot, all together guarded back.

“Wow...”

His strong body poured heavily into the blood flowers that stirred up the waves. The vomiting soldier poured his whole body into the meat sauce and squeezed the soft meat sauce beneath him towards both sides. His right hand held a P8 pistol, while on the forehead of his side face, a blood hole was dripping with blood, blood running across his cheek, converging with the blood lake beneath him and never parting again.

“Moving on…. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang broke the strange atmosphere in the world, did not look at the suicide killer more, went to the noisy blood water, stepped on the murmuring bones, continued forward, the people behind him ignored the bodies of their companions on the ground, and followed Zhang Xiaoqiang silently.

There was only one pair of blood footprints on the edge of the body. After Zhang Xiaoqiang joined them, the previous blood footprints were submerged in 20 pairs of blood footprints. Zhang Xiaoqiang, with a total of 21 soldiers, now they have only 20 left.

Walking on clean, tidy, hard floors, people's hearts still stay in the feeling of soft and hard thinking at the bottom of their feet, as their feet echoed, as if the crushing sound of previously broken bones still circled around, morale dropped to the lowest point at this moment, and the previous team's rigorous tactical position scattered invisible.

Zhang Xiaoqiang also felt this and walked into a messy office. After everyone followed him, he took off his helmet and put it on the table and said to everyone:

“Rest for a few minutes…. ”

After that, he pulled out the cigarette and dispensed it. When everyone was anesthetizing themselves with nicotine, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly proposed:

“You will document your unfinished wishes and, if anyone survives, you will bear the unfinished expectations of all…. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang's proposal was accepted, they sent their wishes to other people's terminals with personal terminals, and eventually summed them up. Zhang Xiaoqiang also backed up a copy of this from them, but he did not say his wishes. First, he thought that he would not be surprised, and also he did not think that these people could fulfill his wishes. His wishes were to say that he believed himself, which was to transform a world free of zombies for his descendants.

A slight correction revived these low morale elites, checked their gear and clothes, some found a rag to wipe their military shoes clean, others started staring at Zhang Xiaoqiang, indicating that they had fully recovered.

A pedestrian moved again, just walked out of the door, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt a different atmosphere. There were so many people who had died before. There was a chilly atmosphere around them, which caused these elite morale depression. One of them had a mental breakdown and committed suicide. At this time, there seemed to be more things in the air that were unclear.

Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly turned his head toward the corner of the wall above his head, but saw that a monitor was pointing at them. Although this thing was everywhere, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that the monitor showed signs of movement. Perhaps before they went to rest, the monitor was at a different angle.

After watching for a while, Zhang Xiaoqiang suspected, but didn't pay much attention, Gus couldn't kill everyone here, or some people would hide in the surveillance center.

As they continued to move forward, walking in the same building area as the maze, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw a lot of warehouses of stacks of materials, which were labeled with signs in different categories, medical equipment warehouses, household goods warehouses, clothing bedding warehouses, weapons and ammunition warehouses, food warehouses, etc., and they even found several large cold warehouses with thousands of frozen cattle and sheep, countless fish meat, many dehydrated vegetables, etc.

Seeing a well-stocked warehouse, Zhang Xiaoqiang had the illusion that he appeared to have arrived at the country's military logistics headquarters. A lot of things here exceeded his expectations. However, Zhang Xiaoqiang remembered the skinny cheeks of the children's militias he had seen above, and wondered why the children were not nourished because there was so much material and food here.

When they arrived, they stayed for a while, solved their stomach problems, and after eating and drinking enough, each of them was equipped with a 95-stroke and corresponding magazines and rifle grenades.

Until then, the problem of ammunition, which had finally troubled many people, was solved. Zhang Xiaoqiang also had an additional DZJ08 80mm single-armed rocket launcher on his back, and he felt a strong sense of security when he paused. This thing was more secure against Gus.

When they walked along a thick gate, they suddenly found something wrong. It seemed like a research base. The walls and the ground were all thick steel. Although there were remnants of the fighting, they were not as resolute as before. They walked a lot, only saw deformed warheads and full shells, and there was no sign of any body or blood at all.

Gus' giant air blades have also left traces on these walls, but these traces are shallow and far less frightening than outside. Zhang Xiaoqiang suspects that Gus was intentionally lured here, and that the survivors in front should be evacuated from another route, and that they are about to be lured.

“Be careful, our enemies may have armed personnel from nuclear bases and remain vigilant at all times, but are not allowed to take the lead… ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang pressed down the speculation in his heart and ordered the elite to raise the alert level. Here, he saw a lot of things beyond understanding. This laboratory was far more solid than he imagined. The country built such a large city in such a deep underground, and this more secret laboratory. God knows what will be in it. Perhaps the new era is not only a spy on China's nuclear weapons, but maybe this laboratory is also their goal.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly entered a semi-enclosed lobby, the thick steel door behind him closed automatically, then a layer of thick steel door latch flowers generally sealed the door, while the lobby shone brightly, causing everyone present to lower the light level of tactical sunglasses to respond in a cautionary position.

Nineteen soldiers formed a concentric circle to guard Zhang Xiaoqiang around the center, Zhang Xiaoqiang straightened his back, squinting his eyes and listening to the footsteps coming from the surrounding area. The echoes of the steel floor treading on military shoes spinning in his ears like a storm. After a bright light source, hundreds of black shadows were like faint ink, forming a perimeter circle, surrounding them to death in the center.

When everything was calm, Zhang Xiaoqiang discovered that half the football stadium size hall was actually divided into two floors, and there was a platform five meters from them, one by one, walking hundreds of guns pointed at them, and the soldiers' costumes made Zhang Xiaoqiang a little tranced.

The hand-coloured 95-1 5.8mm rifle, a 2010 refined rifle with a full range of accessories, laser indicators, tactical lights, grenade launchers and parallel magazine clips, hundreds of laser red dots will open a sigmatic sieve adorning Xiao Qiang's entire body.

In addition to this heavily restructured rifle, which catches up, there are 12.7mm sniper rifles, six fire magic machine guns and other heavy weapons aimed at them. At first glance, there are more than twenty portable fire magic machine guns alone, and at least fifty sniper guns. Faced with such a powerful fire, all the elites are trembling on their feet and their eyes, obscured by tactical glasses, do not know where to look, unconsciously peek left or right, exposing their tension.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not go to see the weapons of the soldiers. He was looking at the equipment on them. When these people appeared, he was still in a bit of a trance, thinking that he did not know when, this place was actually occupied by the elite of the new era.

It's really similar, these soldiers are also wearing black military uniforms, fully enclosed helmets, except that their helmets are not built in, the cameras and electronic eyes are on the sides of the helmets, and they look a little rough compared to the helmets of the new era, and they're wearing new bulletproof vests and magazine bags, all kinds of accessory weapons, just like a mother, if not a red eighty-one military badge in each of their hearts.