Apocalypse Cockroach

Zhang Xiaoqiang ran close to 100 meters and didn't hear the explosion. He turned his head and saw that Zuotian stood still around the box. Evolutionists were still dying to run. Some guys fell on the ground screaming and screaming. It wasn't the pain in their legs, but they were worried that they hadn't gone far to blow up the bomb. Seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang's silliness also made you a little anxious. If you can't run, you can't run, but you can find somewhere to lie down? I didn't expect Left Tian to make an amazing decision to pull his hands apart on the bright buttons of this sturdy metal box...

“My lord, it's filled with all kinds of medical supplies and food... Did they mistakenly drop the first aid kit as a bomb? ”

Looking at the distant helicopter, Left Field looked strangely at Zhang Xiaoqiang, and filled the metal boxes with trauma drugs and equipment that were open at their feet. These things could be more expensive than gold in Japan, and the drugs that could be used were treasures that could not be exchanged for food. Even evolutionists saw the date of production on these drugs as 2015, which coincided with the last two years of the A.D. calendar. The drugs produced after the last two years were precious, but did not expect that the other party's strength would be strong enough to restore even medicine.

Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't figure out what was going on. From the rice flag on the box, he knew who was coming. Whether it was Jason or the first aid kit now, they were British. I just don't know why the other party didn't retaliate against them. Instead, they threw a first aid kit and left far away. Do they want to show him how good they are? Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't understand but didn't object to evolutionists using it. Many evolutionists just ate Bao Life Dan without stopping the bleeding. Right in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, an evolutionist took off his pants and revealed two furry thighs. Zhang Xiaoqiang drugged himself with a grinning teeth. Zhang Xiaoqiang was shocked. These Japanese people actually wore underwear, not their traditional pocketcloth?

“My lord, this woman is still alive, do you want to kill her...” Zhang Xiaoqiang was not idle while thinking, he dragged Elizabeth, who had passed out by Zhang Xiaoqiang, and Elizabeth was not awake. Lefty tied her five flowers with a hemp rope that he did not know where to find her. She was too familiar with than Blood Phoenix's rope. Don't say she struggled, even her fingers could not move.

Seeing this Western woman, Zhang Xiaoqiang pondered for a while, to say that the British, although one of the obstacles to the trip, did not disgust him as in the new era and Genesis, he needed to understand the causes of red algae production, not necessarily to exclude everyone else. Britain was in Europe, and according to the custom of the new era, they could not let go of the aggression against Britain, which means that Zhang Xiaoqiang and Britain were likely to become potential allies.

“Take it back and lock it up, don't torture or abuse it, let alone violate her...” Zhang Xiaoqiang decided not to kill this woman for the time being, wanting to see the pattern behind the British. When he ordered, he clearly saw that several people did not think it was true, and even some foolishness moved. His obscene eyes stared dead at Elizabeth's convex figure, knowing that if he did not look aside, someone would surely do it, and he couldn't help but raise his voice aloud:

“If anyone doesn't obey, I'll castrate him in front of him, castrate him, and then inject the female. Hormone, whoever wants to be a woman, give it a try... ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang's grim appearance was obviously not a joke, his eyes were aggressively swept from the evolutionists who had ghosts in their hearts, shocked everyone's back with cold sweat, and his whole body was goosebumps. Zhang Xiaoqiang's punishment was unprecedented, turning a mentally normal man into a woman, his methods were horrifying, and even more horrible than feeding them to the corpses alive. At one time, the evolutionists fantasized about their own breast smearing powder, dressed in sexy three-point flexing their heads and shouted, "Hi... ”

Lieutenant Colonel Byron still stood in front of the display frequency to study Zhang Xiaoqiang fixed in the image, not only his appearance characteristics, his clothes, his strange weapons were all the object of the study, the helicopter rapidly swept over the forest, tall trees under the helicopter, forming a carpet-like shade, the carpet was really too large, even if looking at 100 meters in the air, did not know how many miles, seemed to extend all the way to the other side of the island, young officers were standing beside Lieutenant Colonel Byron all the time, the face was not very natural, flashing eyes could see the anxiety in his heart.

So half Byron retracted his gaze and turned to the officer. He looked nervous and shook his head. He turned to sit in front of the sofa inside the wide cabin, picked up the stainless steel insulation pot placed on the coffee table and poured himself a cup of black tea like blood. The delicate white porcelain cup was accompanied by a cup of tea soup like red tea. Looking at the hot tea soup in the cup, Byron seemed insane. He held the cup in his left hand and swayed slightly, causing the tea to spin along the cup wall, his right hand extended three fingers and dragged his chin motionless.

After a while, the young officer leaned forward and said to Berlin: "We are about to land in the nest. What other orders does the colonel have?” This gentle inquiry awoke Byron at once, his dark green eyes regained their focal length and looked up at the young officer with comfort: “Don't worry about anything, something you don't understand, maybe in the future you will understand, just remember that what you just saw is not allowed to be mentioned to anyone except the general's inquiry... ”

After Byron drank the black tea in his hand, put the cup down and stood up towards the window of the machine, where he saw the temporary camp between the two peaks, the location of the camp was good, surrounded by jungle, the two mountains, left and right, guarded it in the middle, a large area of woodland on the hill was cut down, a viewing platform and fire point on it, looking down the hill, the river like the silver belt would gasp at the foot of the hill, if there was no camp in the valley that looked messy, the scenery would surely be beautiful.

The camp was built to the east, three to four, somewhat chaotic, but there was a huge helicopter landing platform in the centre of the camp, where more than a dozen helicopters, large and small, were parked, including at least eight large black Jinu dry helicopters, as well as some black hawks and civilian transport helicopters, not all of which, inside the camp's safest open spaces, also had six fully fitted Apache helicopters with traces of combat, most of which had small spots and cracks the size of cellular coal on their bodies, some maintenance personnel were rushing to maintain them, and several Papache wreckages could be seen in the corner, all of which had taken up functional spare parts and looked like skeletons left behind by the Beast after its death.

The helicopters hovered over the big airport and dozens of ground attendants pushed their carts to the planned landing area, staring down at the screaming ground attendants, Byron was caught in contemplation. On that day, in order to understand the reasons for the red algae production, the British Underground Parliament dispatched 18 Apache helicopters and nearly 40 transport helicopters and multipurpose helicopters, arriving in Japan with the requisite thought, unexpectedly after several turmoil wars with the new era, nearly 80 helicopters remained less than a third, while the heaviest armed helicopters were probably not even three, which is why the mission had no armed helicopters at random.

Thinking of this, his face was a little more gloomy, heavy pressure sucked his mind again, strained his already unbearable nerves like a crossbow full string, as if it would break at any moment, but thinking of His Excellency, Byron rose a shame, what could he do compared to the pressure on His Excellency? All frustrations and frustrations dissipated for a moment, and the entire population regained its spirit and looked firmly at a small garden on the edge of the camp in an absolute state of protection, which would be their hope and that of Britain as a whole.

“Lieutenant Colonel Byron, Her Excellency the General has asked you to see her. Perhaps you would like to ask questions about the Black Eagle helicopter, please be prepared...” At the first moment of opening the cabin door, two gendarmes dressed in pens and military uniforms with white belts experienced the Colonel and said their intentions. Although they did not come with good intentions, they stared at the Colonel's eyes with full respect. In addition to the General, his most esteemed person was the Colonel in front of them, who helped them block the counter-policy of the new era and succeeded in standing on the island.

Lieutenant Colonel Byron nodded, silently following the two men to His Excellency the mysterious General, three in a row crossing the airport, bypassing a helicopter or a huge, or prestigious, or lightweight helicopter, with some ground crew servicing the aircraft, and seeing the Colonel taken away by the gendarmerie and forced to take off his hat tightly in their hands, all worried and helpless in their eyes, they knew at the first moment of their return that they had lost a helicopter and at least one team of evolvers, and now every evolutionist was valuable to them.

Walking through an airplane, walking through a scattered, breathtaking evolutionist, walking through a thin, skinny Japanese blood slave, up the mountain trail to the mountain, out at the top of the mountain, long blonde hair dancing against the wind, shiny blonde color that made Byron confused for a moment. It was hair, it was sunshine, the hair owner of the hair was a thin woman Zi, the woman in the long white veil dress looks like a white strawberry blossom, the mountain wind is huge, the white skirt blows violently, the long skirt led by the mountain wind tightly strangles the woman's body, revealing the beautiful shape of the wind, making her intoxicated as if it were a Greek stone carved beautiful curve, if the present soul body does not dare to show Byrondo At a glance, he looked down at his feet and said softly:

“Your Excellency the General…. ”