Apocalypse Cockroach

“Where's the air defense? Find them for me... ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang squeezed these words out of his teeth and said them instead of them. He knew that it was not a zombie or some alien who did it. Song Kunhai had just shouted out the other party's methods of attack. Since it was a known means, it must have been developed by humans.

“We have found them, but we have no immediate means of attack, the external air defense system is controlled by the highest chief of the base, no one can issue an attack order unless Marepo is alive, it is a mandatory procedure, no one can change…, we need time…. ”

Song Kunhai shouted out loud, under the accidental oppression of Zhang Xiaoqiang, he couldn't help but lose control. Of course, this kind of control is not Zhang Xiaoqiang's oppression, but the fear of losing control of the position. Almost everyone on the base is outside. Once it collapses due to external factors, more than 1,200 people will die. Even half of them could die, there are 6,700 people.

At the same time, Song Kunhai shouted, with his index finger focus, the dark sky on the big screen continued to magnify, more than a dozen times the magnification was done in a flash, then the whole big screen appeared a strange airship.

This seemingly sci-fi-style flight stuck Song Kunhai, but gave Zhang Xiaoqiang a glimpse of what it was. Gus had been on an experimental traffic boat, but this one was almost ten times the size of Gus on that one. It was all the same shape, with a slightly arcuated inverted V-shape, darkened color, not necessarily found with the naked eye in a dark sky, and it didn't have any engine jet flame, it stayed in the sky as if stationary.

On the underside of its triangle head, the three bright particles are being cut at random in the position below, and each time they are cut, they can always take a part of life, destroy a part of the position, reduce the intensity of the hilltop position, and the hilltop position can almost only be passively beaten, even those large spotlights preparing for the night war are being destroyed by the beam, obviously helping the zombies below.

“Nevertheless, inform all New Era officers on the front line that it was the ships of the New Era that attacked us, see if we can get in touch with them, tell them that it is our own people, the underground base has been struck down by the New Era…, you must hurry and prepare the anti-aircraft weapons that can be used…. ”

Couldn't figure out a way, Zhang Xiaoqiang thought of the new era himself, he had not yet formally appeared. Inside the new era, he had just lost command. He did not know that they were under Zhang Xiaoqiang's control. If they were to rebuild the main line of the new era, he said they had to paralyze them first, let them quit attacking them, first clean up the corpses and then say, when they were ready for air defense, Zhang Xiaoqiang would not believe in killing them.

The soldier of the new era was also surprised after receiving Zhang Xiaoqiang's order. Yueyang, who almost died suddenly, could not believe that the weapon of the new era was hitting himself. With suspicion, he opened an internal contact radio station and called around with a short wave. He just called twice and received a response.

“This is the SRT003 air frigate, this is Captain Ernst..."

After the other responded, the lethal light-speed weapon finally stopped, allowing the rest of the soldiers to breathe a deep breath, but gazed into the sky with resentment, and the beam flew in the direction that, just now, they had learned that it was the new era's sharp spacecraft that had struck them.

At this moment, the operator of the ship did not care what the soldiers below thought. Captain Ernst was in his prime age, with short silver-white hair and a special old plate and stubbornness on his stubborn cheek. He received a signal of ground armament and immediately ordered a halt to the firing, stopping the laser preparing to fire at the ground ammunition storage centre and turning towards the inside of the ship.

Out of the cockpit is a corridor filled with all kinds of pipes and cables. The corridor is low and narrow, and the walls are not metal, but a dry bark-like substance. It looks pristine and coarse. On both sides of the wall there are a number of round door frames, one of which is opened, and there is a young soldier in a black military uniform, who stuck the purple red column polyprism crystal in his hand into a silver and white metal tank raised by the layer.

After a glance at the soldier loading ammunition, he continued to walk forward, with a crew lounge on both sides, a row of rudimentary metal benches, a backpack suspended on the wall and debris, waiting for him to press the translucent blue light button in the shape of his palm on the wall with a copper nameplate in front of him, silently opening the door, and after he stepped into the room, a rudimentary, low narrow path entered the luxurious living room.

The living room is spacious and bright, quite distinct from the previously bare and dimly lit lounge of the crew, where there is a cold dinner party, a bottle of different colors, an old bottle of wine is stuck in a triangular metal plate, on a table with a gold peninsula lace tablecloth, in a variety of golden glowing dining boxes, with precious food even before the end of life, truffles, foie grass liver, a steak that looks like blood silk, and fresh seafood such as lobster and oysters.

In addition, there are a variety of pudding and desserts on the table, as well as a number of bizarre fruits, including a plate of dragon tooth fruit that has been peeled off its shell.

The food here is enough for 20 people to hold on to, but only four people really enjoy it, two men in robes, one demonic woman in a leather suit with snow and white chests and thighs, and one senior officer in a gold oak uniform with an olive branch rank.

These people are foreigners, among them the oldest with officers, not older than 30 years old, women can't see the age, it seems 30 years old, it seems 20 years old, sometimes a move, an eye, like a teen years old, this woman is like a thousand faces of petals, constantly in youth, demonic, noble, and between sexy and charming, biased by the wonder she was born again, whatever style she used, always can make the man have the most desire.

As for the man in the robe, who is in his twenties, is the twin, blonde silver eyes, looks like Jun Ya Xiuju. If it was placed before the end of his life, which family elite did you think it was cultivated by? The two seemingly shy and naive young men were wearing bloody robes like Gus. The robe had two prints, one with an angel holding his hand on his chest and one with a skull as a demon in a roaring position.

Upon seeing the four men, Ernst dared not slacken, saluting them, and went on to say to the officers:

“The Grand Knight of Adenauer, we have received a signal that the armies we have attacked are the Eleventh and Twelfth Legions of Asia, and they have contacted us. Would you like to stop the attack and help them deal with the mutants? ”

Ernst's words made the demonic woman smile, squeezing the wine glass gently, and the ruby-like wine swam through the arcuate glass, looking like red wine inspired the water wave in the glass, spinning ninety degrees along the thin glass wall, giving the air a sweet red wine smell.

The officer heard Engels, some hesitation, turned his head to the smiling woman, frowned and asked:

“Marlena, I need an explanation…. ”

Marlena glanced over Adenauer's wrinkled eyebrows and drained the wine from the glass with pride. After she dropped the glass, she glanced at Adenauer softly and smiled:

“Aren't you the most unfamiliar Manstein commander of the Asian Military Region? I heard that the first stop of his tenure was here, and then I lost the news, and then there was the death of the Hudson brothers. Gus had not lost his mind and destroyed all the antidotes of the two regiments. You know, without antidotes, we can't control these soldiers... ”

The Hudson brothers suddenly straightened their backs and focused on Marlena. Gus had always been their opposite faction. Although their combined mental abilities outweighed Gus, they could not win in a single battle and could only succumb to the third and fourth apostles. Gus' loss of intelligence was good news for them. If they accidentally solved Gus, wouldn't the second apostle's position be empty?

Adena's wrinkled eyebrows didn't let go. She reached out and pulled the silver bell with the gold wire string hanging from the dining table. In the crisp clanging sound, a huge virtual display screen was projected on the dining table. The image on the screen was the image of the New Era resisting the zombies. Without their stirring, the new era was firming up its position and seemed to tend to play more steadily.

“We cannot relocate to these soldiers for reasons of superiority, they are fighting, we are helping our own soldiers' enemies, I think it is a mistake that the two regiments consume human and material resources from inception to equipment, we cannot arbitrarily dispose of the property of the new era…. ”

Adena looked at the images on the display and said, "To him, a lot of things are not as complicated as they seem, and the struggle at the top is limited to personal grievances and has nothing to do with the soldiers at the bottom, because it is foolish to erase them for some unwarranted crimes.