Apocalypse Cockroach

“Touch…. ”

A man was suddenly kicked out and fell to the ground. This was a servant major officer, who looked no different from the people around him, but after he fell out, most of the people in this room gave him a disdainful look. It was a man from the northeast who kicked him out, and the officer on the ground spat and scolded:

“Must be this kid, I knew him in Australia, all day long talking about big and rebounding, talking about Japanese renaissance, bowing to white people, making a fortune on the Chinese, the small report didn't beat much, he could rise to Major all in exchange for betraying the Chinese... ”

Yueyang listened, his eyes suddenly tightened, he has always not dealt with the Japanese and Koreans in the team, these people do not have such skill in combat and good command, just because they can earn the trust of white people, become servant officers, stay in the back during the battle, rush ahead when grabbing merit, suddenly a killing heart in his mind.

There was no difference between an officer sitting on the ground and the average Chinese, who also had soot and gas stains on his face, holes in his uniform that had been burned through by the flames, and less blood in his eyes.

At this time, without the suppression of the Legion Leader, they became a minority, surrounded by hostile Chinese people, he was forced to seek the support of his compatriots in the crowd, but his compatriots were unable to protect themselves, lowered their heads and dared not look more, he went to look at the seemingly ill-eyed Koreans again, and the Koreans measured him with the eyes of disaster and joy.

“No... I didn't, I fought hard, my soldiers didn't die, my people killed thousands of variants, you can't doubt me... ”

The excuse the officer shouted was pure Mandarin. If he had not been called to break his identity first, no one would have recognized him as Japanese, but no one listened to his excuse. He was staring at him with angry eyes and seemed to burn him to ashes.

“It's Hirano Takeyama who did it. He usually makes the most small reports, steals the most supplies, and walks proudly with a bunch of dog legs... ”

“All the Japanese are not good things, it is long time to deal with them, now the new era wants to kill us, we do not have to work for the new era, kill these people, completely draw the line with the new era... ”

At that time, the crowd said their opinions, but all the Japanese began to get nervous. When they entered the door, they thought they had only eaten and did not bring weapons in. Now they were more powerless than sheep around the crowd.

Then an officer of different nationalities was pushed out and squeezed into a bunch on the middle floor. These officers were all servants of higher middle rank. In the siege of the crowd, they had no previous authority. All that remained was fear. The Koreans, who suffered from a delusional disaster, had to squeeze together with their equally repugnant Japanese to face the anger of the Chinese people.

Another inter-ethnic struggle, the previous Speaking Legion Leader couldn't help but grin and shake his head, unscrewing the red star two-pot head on the table in Guam's mouth, despite the spicy spirit of high white wine, and playing with his life to drink it.

Yueyang looked at the dozen foreign officers, and his heart was tangled. These officers had been fighting with them before, and now they are being rejected. These people's lives and deaths are all between his thoughts, trying to kill them without even causing others to bounce back, but do you really want to do this?

The words of the previous Legion Leader had a certain impact on him, and that's how white people in Australia did it, unfair treatment, unfair supply, and more dangerous tasks, all because white people were excluded from them, and if he killed these foreign officers, what difference would he be to those white people?

“What I need is a traitor with a message, not wanting to know who he is. I want everyone to calm down. The traitor is still sitting among us. Do you want the ship of the new age to come back? ”

When Yueyang said this, his heart was very disturbed. It only took a moment for these guys he hated to disappear, but this way, I'm afraid the traitor will never find out. According to the statement, all those who might become traitors were killed...

Everyone around them looked at Yueyang with a sudden excitement from foreign officers who were marginalized by the crowd. Yueyang's words were no less than a life-saving straw for them. Takeyama Hirano, a Japanese man who had been thrown out earlier, suddenly pointed at the big man from the northeast who threw him out and said:

“I remember, he has a phone... ”

Tohoku Dahan's face suddenly changed, rushed out to lift his legs and kicked him towards Hirano Takeyama. At this time, a gunshot shot stopped him. Only Yueyang pointed at the mouth of the ceiling and the green smoke did not disperse. Then the square corner of the ceiling suddenly moved out of the black hole. Four machine guns were placed below the connecting frame, pointing together at Tohoku Dahan.

“Zhou Dafu, why you... ”

Suddenly there was a shock among the people, and then the people around the northeastern Han spread like a plague. Far from this Han, Zhou Dafu looked terribly at the people who had retreated around him, trembling fingers pointing to Takeyama Hirano and shouting:

“He lied to you, I don't have that thing, what do I need that thing for, whether it's moving, not connecting, nothing, why should I want it... ”

Zhou Dafu had some incessant remarks, but the people around him still didn't see him well. Everyone present knew that there was a phone called a satellite phone. This kind of thing was not generally available to people, but some people could use it, for example, lurking.

“Whether or not it's not your call, grab him... ”

Yueyang shouted loudly and someone rushed up to hold Zhou Dafu tightly. Even though Zhou Dafu struggled hard, he could not escape. Then he was pressed to the ground and followed by someone pulling out an ugly satellite phone from the small bag on his back waist. When the phone reached Yueyang's hand, Zhou Dafuton was sucked into his bones and lay still on the ground.

With the satellite phone in hand, Yueyang's suspicious eyes were still swimming on other people. Zhou Dafu came out and was accidentally seen by Hirano Takeyama. Who knows how many people here still have phones? Who knows how many more are on his team?

He was hesitating to make a big inquiry, and suddenly a brilliant color appeared in the middle of the restaurant. Between the flashes of color, he became a delicate beauty. The beauty in the military uniform of the colonel was a woman, and the appearance of a woman surprised most people.

“Captain Yueyang, I have scanned sixteen identical signals in your hands…, the holders are…”

The lady had no bullshit, went directly to the subject. When she said the holder, there were suddenly sixteen faces around her. These faces flashed with horror. Then the whole hall became chaotic. All the virtual faces that appeared next to the lady were controlled by other people, some screamed, some cried, some begged for forgiveness, and others argued. Overall, this restaurant became almost a mess.

Seventeen satellite phones were thrown in the middle of the empty space. Seventeen officers were beaten to their noses and knees. These were Chinese, Koreans and fellow Hirano Takeyama. They did not have any secrets about Hirano Takeyama. They scolded their companions vigorously about why they had to sell out their legions, apparently trying to completely clear themselves out of this matter.

Seventeen people did not dare to argue anything more. Whatever they said, Yue Yang looked at these people, his heart rose quickly, thanked the lady first, the lady vanished without saying much, then Yue Yang took the opportunity to reconstitute the troops into an integrator, two main groups, one ancillary group, and another heavy battalion, and finally let the hungry people eat dinner.

Zhang Xiaoqiang saw everything that happened in the restaurant, everything was perfect as he expected, the only interlude was the appearance of the lady, the appearance of the lady was not instructed by Zhang Xiaoqiang, in his heart, the lady had already been a thing, had sat down before to decide to restart, regardless of the cost, he did not want to leave a hidden danger from time to time mess.

Laundry moonlight drum sat on the side of the chair, let Chanel massage her head, six blood serum one fed Zhang Xiaoqiang a lot, let Zhang Xiaoqiang's internal and external wounds heal rapidly after the painful semi-death, but Zhang Xiaoqiang did not look thankful, looking at her as she also bit her teeth, made her very grieved, this kind of grievance made her have no mind to think of anything else, simply stop worrying about Zhang Xiaoqiang, alone angry.

The big screen switched from the restaurant to the lost position outside, not all of them were retreated, and there were still some dangerous fire points that did not have time to retreat, especially after their backroads had been cut off, and they had to wait until dawn itself had crossed the mountains and entered the base from another entrance.

On the big screen, the pile of flames is adorned like stars in a flat, circular valley. The pile of fires is surrounded by crowded zombies. The troops retreat underground, which is the real blow to the zombies. They are not afraid of casualties, they are not afraid of strong opponents, they are afraid of not finding opponents.

Zombies are stubborn again, they won't leave this place, full of human breath, and it's instinctive for zombies to look for survivors in cities to eat, they're cunning enough to know that most humans hide, no matter how hard they hide, and they can always find them if they wait patiently.

Looking at the dense zombies, Zhang Xiaoqiang is calculating their remaining advantages in his mind. There are more than one exit around the base. As long as they attack from other exits, they can stick the zombies here. Although they cannot destroy the zombies in the shortest possible time, there has not been a fundamental reversal of the enemy attitude, so long as they can spend time clearing the zombies.

The only headache is the supply of ammunition, which can easily be delivered if fought at the entrance of the base, but in guerrilla warfare on the hills, not too much ammunition can be carried by individuals and not enough manpower is transferred, and the total number of zombies remains a mystery. The only way is to attract the zombies into the vast mountains, take advantage of the complex terrain of the mountains, separate the zombies and destroy them in segments, so that the sea can be eliminated as quickly as possible.

The big screen dim night sky suddenly flashed a few lights, the bright green cold light illuminated the valley, the dense and numb zombies under the flares, indistinguishable that was the entity, that was the shadow, more and more zombies climbed to the position, bypassing a pile of ammunition and supplies dumped in the position, bypassing a clumsy machine gun and gasoline barrel, climbing hillside, climbing zombies who did not know where they were going, they just spreading unconsciously, waiting for the road ahead to block their footsteps.

The zombie was right there, looking at the big screen, sitting on a wheelchair, waving his legs, three fingers supporting his chin, the other hand patting gently on his lower leg, parked the dining car next to him, the dining car was full of all kinds of high-calorie food, but he didn't even have a desire to look at these foods once more, his whole body wounds healed, what was difficult to heal was the damage he suffered in his heart while swallowing blood serum, at the same time set the biggest reason for disgust for the laundry moon, always forcing him to eat blood serum.

After reminding Yueyang, she returned to Zhang Xiaoqiang and stood there like a vase. Regardless of whether Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at her or not, she was just staring at Zhang Xiaoqiang, as if the fallen victim was staring at the straw floating in front of her.