Apocalypse Cockroach

All of this is Zhang Xiaoqiang's calculation, conscious or unintentional. Even if he leaves, it will not be possible for Sichuan to become a human being. Once he returns to Sichuan with 100,000 troops, the whole of Sichuan will belong to him. Zhang Xiaoqiang does not want to be the ruler of the world, but he does not allow anyone *.

The helicopter's spinning paddle blades blew countless dust and sand, blocking most people on the temporary apron from mouth and nose eyes, only Chanel was unaffected, there was an invisible fluctuation around her, every time there was wind, it would be shattered by invisible fluctuations, originally representing the presence of the Laundry Moon, but when she saw the girl jumping out of the plane, she couldn't help but scream and jumped first.

Chanel and Chanel two delicate little girls next to each other, no one hugged him, Paul took off his helmet, scratched his mess, Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled, it seemed that he had forgotten the boss for a long time, now he saw Zhang Xiaoqiang, even felt embarrassed.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not take care of Paul, turned around to pick up the tactical bag on Song Kun Hai's back, said goodbye to the others, then walked to the plane. As she passed by the two women, Xiang Mei suddenly rushed over and screamed at Zhang Xiaoqiang's ear:

“Her Majesty the Queen asked you to go to her room for a moment. There's something for you.

The helicopter took off again, Zhang Xiaoqiang sat in the back seat and looked down at the ever-smaller hill. Thousands of soldiers lined up in neat directions to send him away. Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes saw an attack on the red coat. Later on in the hill, a lonely shadow was looking up, looking at those dreamy eyes with the fog, Zhang Xiaoqiang could not move his sight...

The blue sky jumped into the curtain, above the white cloud, the three giant four-wing mutant birds were flying towards the distant mountains. The helicopter flew forward like lightning at the top of the mountain beneath the mutant bird. Looking at the three big birds, Zhang Xiaoqiang recalled in his heart the drip with the moon of laundry.

In contact with Laundry Ming Moon, Zhang Xiaoqiang's initial disgust, to the subsequent active care, is natural, without any external influence, it can be said that Laundry Ming Moon and he are really like a couple of lovers, from stranger to familiar. In the process, they constantly dig each other's shortcomings and advantages, and slowly contract in the noise. If Zhang Xiaoqiang did not already have a family, he would not necessarily deserve this hazy emotion.

Likewise, Zhang Xiaoqiang really experienced the feeling that a woman should have. She was unable to help herself. In the tangle, she slowly approached Zhang Xiaoqiang and felt the communication between a woman and a man. This feeling could only be given by Zhang Xiaoqiang, in which case any person would be slaughtered by her.

Unfortunately, Zhang Xiaoqiang and she can never walk together. Although the Laundry Moon has changed, she is essentially a strong and arrogant woman. Such a woman will not be allowed to share a husband with others. Even if she likes Zhang Xiaoqiang to die, she will only love if she wants to love. Otherwise, she will give up, which is why she never asked to save.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang left Laundry Moon behind his head, he did not regret the past. He still had too many wishes to complete. First, he had to go home to see his son. By then, the plane had arrived over the resettlement base. Xiao Shan had long known that Zhang Xiaoqiang would pass by, did not lock the plane with missiles, and had hundreds of people waiting on the hill.

Outside the window, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw all kinds of new buildings on the hill. Numerous people were busy in the valley. Under the valley, a modified rickshaw was being escorted out by armed men. The bus was full of survivors preparing to migrate to the city.

Xiao Shan and Wei Feng looked up at the lightweight helicopter flying over their heads and couldn't help but raise their hands to salute them. Zhang Xiaoqiang's departure was not the end point, but the starting point for their formal development in Sichuan. The relocation base was unique and could serve as a more solid food production base.

Tens of thousands of people are their largest capital, and those who do not belong to them will gather goods in cities, resume production, provide materials to integrators and resettlement bases, which will be used by integrators and resettlement bases to exchange ammunition and weapons with underground bases, thus allowing circulation and, once in circulation, several sites to become active.

Ant-like survivors on the highway went to the city recovered by the compiler. Large pieces of green hid the highway and the crowd. Mountain seats, white clouds, Paul drove the plane to the camp in the distance. Chanel told Zhang Xiaoqiang that he had left something for him in the month of laundry, so he couldn't help but wonder, and decided to take a look along.

After the departure of Laundry Moon, there was no chaos in the original camp, the former supply base of the new era had been completely occupied, the dense and numb rudimentary building was next to the street on the hillside, and the huge dump below the original camp had also been moved to the foot of the mountain, leaving only a grassland and cloudy tent.

This time Zhang Xiaoqiang was able to look carefully at everything below. The power of the Moon was not small. There were three thousand battalions before attacking the supply base. Although there was one loss, there were two left, and her logistics unit and artillery unit. According to the calculation, the subordinates of the Moon were close to four thousand people, all of whom worked at the same frequency, as if they were never tired robots. On the artillery position at the foot of the mountain, a door artillery was dismantled into parts and carefully maintained, and hundreds of strange-shaped cars were neatly parked in two rows.

There are also many scattered teams around, searching for everything they can take advantage of, old vehicles, useless appliances, complete bricks or timber, even occasionally found survivors, all of which they take back to the camp to sort of belong to.

Finally, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the isolated corner, heavily guarded prisoner camps, surrounded by wooden outposts and barbed wire, as well as machine gun positions that sealed off a large, small and two areas, larger by about a thousand people, sitting scattered on the ground, enjoying the sunshine in heavy security, who were wearing military uniforms and were logistical and guard personnel who had been captured in the previous days.

Only a few hundred smaller people, both men and women, divided into groups, squatting together, busy living their livelihoods in their hands, although they were equally watchful, were not as dignified as in the new era, and materials became finished in their hands and piled up at the exit point, all of whom were survivors found during that time.

From the placement of the captives, it can be seen that after Zhang Xiaoqiang was taken away, Laundry Mingyue had no intention of managing the following, and adopted a position of letting go. If her original system was not still operating automatically, perhaps what Zhang Xiaoqiang saw today would be an empty camp.

The helicopter landed on the original lawn and Zhang Xiaoqiang, who jumped out of the cabin, saw a cold face of Xiangyu. Of course, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know who the girl was, and saw Xiangyu staring at herself, did not indicate, the stare said:

“Your queen is about to make a big migration. I came to get something. Prepare it. Soon she will come and pick you up... ”

After Zhang Xiaoqiang and Xiang Mier rubbed themselves over to the residence of the Laundry Moon, Paul then jumped off the plane, saw Xiangyu, suddenly showed a bright smile, waved to her and said hello. When Paul's yellow hair fell into Xiangyu's eyes, he woke up from Zhang Xiaoqiang's words and turned to Zhang Xiaoqiang.

“Well, I don't want to call you Prince now... ”

Xiangyu didn't know how to talk to Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang walked in front of her. She ran behind her and heard the cry of the little girl behind her. Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his head and said:

“I have never been your prince…. ”

After saying this, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not want to communicate with this strange girl too much. He accelerated a few steps forward, but Xiangyu did not let him go. He followed him a few steps forward. He grabbed Zhang Xiaoqiang's clothes and Xiangyu was an ordinary person. Zhang Xiaoqiang heard the wind and instantly turned around, causing Xiangyu to lose her target and fall in front of him.

“Can you take me away... ”

Xiangyu leaned over the grass, stood up and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang. He said in a pleading tone, Zhang Xiaoqiang swept her a glance and walked straight across Xiangyu. Faced with such a request, he ignored directly.

Xiangyu looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang's back and suddenly shouted:

“You coward, coward, are you afraid of that woman... ”

Xiangyu's scolding caused Zhang Xiaoqiang to pause for a second, eventually not turning around and still walking forward. He still did not want to participate in the private affairs of this little girl. Hundred thousand people in the north of the Hu were waiting for him, and he did not have this time.