Apocalypse Cockroach

Elson, who did bad things with infinite self-blame and left, knew that the Russians had come from the beginning, so he hoped that Zhang Xiaoqiang could wait a little while to start again. In his view, there were no drones cruising in the air that the Russians might not necessarily attack. It was benevolent, the only thing that was not expected was that the war was more brutal than he thought, and the Russians were so fierce, not to mention that the Russians would not count casualties like mad dogs, you should know that the battle that cost more than double the other side is not something that ordinary people can fight, let alone when the number of planes is superior.

Elson's departure did not give Zhang Xiaoqiang any comfort. He looked at a camp full of sores. His heart was very distressed. He was not Chinese, and the cries were not Chinese. But his heart was just distressed. He thought that his heart had been honed into iron stone. He would no longer care too much about the lives of others. He did not expect that there was still a little conscience left in his heart. It was this conscience that left him with humanity. There was a layer of bodies stacked upside down beside him. Both these bodies, men and women, were all dark and invisible, torn bodies, twisted hands and their heads revealed their teeth soundless howling.

Russians' planes have been circling in the sky, dead and wounded on the ground, crashing plane-induced fires scattered more than ten kilometres of forest, these fireheads will light more trees, rising up strong smoke to cover the night sky, as if clouds were rising, even the stars were invisible, after a tragic victory the Russians were not confident to clean up the ruins at night, wandering for a long time, did not send planes to land in the camp, and the previous camp of Americans has become a fire sea, the huge wreckage of the Dry Tuna helicopter is surrounded by the flames of the bear land, even the steel has been burned to melt.

Zhang Xiaoqiang sat on the ground for a while before standing with a horse chopper, sweeping his head, ready to turn around and walk out of the camp, suddenly he was stuck again, in the center of the gathering place, the radio antenna room that he had to seek was burning, a long, thick fire tongue sprayed out of the window of the room and licked the antenna that burned on the roof, looking like a closed boiler.

Looking at this burning boiler, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly felt a little sad. He tried so hard to get what he wanted to get into the flames to turn into ashes. For this thing, he even tried to lure the zombies, leading to the death of thousands of people. Looking at the flames of the bear, he felt that God made a joke about himself, a joke that made him cry very hard, just when he was in extreme sadness, Kono found Zhang Xiaoqiang behind the Z2 zombie. At this moment, Kono was not very good. Most of his clothes were burned through a thousand holes, and his hands were full of burning bubbles. One face was smoked black and dark. Even his teeth revealed when he opened were full of black ashes. Kono seemed to feel sadness and self-reproach from Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes., bowed deeply to Zhang Xiaoqiang, said a few words of comfort and encouragement, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not understand, just shook his head.

“The Honourable Ono said, please don't blame yourself, all the sins were committed by Tento Axe Mountain, we are already grateful for your willingness to slaughter Axe Mountain for our sluts... ”

Fluent Mandarin was spoken from the man next to Ono. This man was also smoked and black. He could not see clearly. He only saw whether his teeth were white or white. He was very respectful to Zhang Xiaoqiang when he spoke, and his eyes were full of gratitude. Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but focus on him. He saw Zhang Xiaoqiang's questionable eyes, and he hastily added:

“Naoko Shimomiyamoto, I used to be a very good friend with Ono. Unfortunately, I was not an evolutionary person. When Ono ran away, I was afraid to die in the forest without following him. I've missed him for so long. I would say that Chinese has experience working in a Chinese branch. China is my second home. I was excited to see my adult. How is China doing now? Can Chinese survivors eat enough? ”

Naoko Miyamoto was a self-acquainted man. When talking to Zhang Xiaoqiang, he was a little melancholy. From time to time, his eyes swept through Zhang Xiaoqiang's high-handed horse-cutting knife. Axe Mountain, which had previously been cut in half by Zhang Xiaoqiang, had fallen. Seeing Naoko Miyamoto not far from Zhang Xiaoqiang, he looked even more humble. However, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not look down on this guy, who had some assholes, and was able to survive this disaster as an ordinary person, which was already amazing in itself.

“Go help Ono, organize the survivors, this time I won't show up, let Ono take care of everything, and tell them that Axel Mountain was killed by Ono. If Ono doesn't do what he says, then Ono will kill him too, I'll show up as Ono's Chinese assistant... ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang had someone he could communicate with, got in a bad mood and remembered the work he should do now. Although Elson helped him, he proved that this guy was under the instinct of idealism, and had some responsibilities as an evolutionist. Even if Zhang Xiaoqiang did not think he was Elson's Savior, he would not object to this door-to-door little brother. Even if he did not get a communication device, he was not in a hurry. If Elson's ability could really invade electronic equipment in all countries of the world, it would be a small dish to inform Hubei and Silver Monument where he is.

Without any condoms, Naoko Miyamoto was compiled by Zhang Xiaoqiang when he came to the door, and he didn't have the heart to test the loyalty of the Japanese. In his eyes, all the Japanese were the same. It was just a close relationship. Kono was excited to hear Zhang Xiaoqiang's words. Although he didn't have much ambition, he had to grasp the opportunity to come to the door. After all, everyone had ambition, only big or small.

Z2 zombies temporarily lost their value at the moment the comms were destroyed. Perhaps there will be more value in the future. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not count on it to unify Japan, without any hesitation to burn his knife into ashes, and began to amass survivors around Ono. He knew that Z2 zombies would die, and that the zombies in the forest would surely have no heads, and could no longer pose a threat to this disastrous gathering place. The only thing he had to do was to integrate the evolutionaries of the gathering place as much as possible before the Russians reached out, so that the remaining survivors would not be captured and killed for blood flowers.

What was lacking in the chaotic camp was the leader. Axe Mountain's unprovoked killing made the evolutionists of Axe Mountain a street mouse. Ono, though not strong, was still one of the opponents of Axe Mountain. When he reappeared, many of the old evolutionists were willing to buy the bill, and Zhang Xiaoqiang followed Ono with a horse chopper. Naturally, no one dared to object. When the first 100 evolutionists were organized, much more could be done.

After a body was cleaned up and piled up in piles, and gasoline was poured on them, the flames of the bear ended their miserable lives, the evolutionists and survivors hiding everywhere came out one after another, no one was willing to compete with Ono, the Russians did not know where to find the apron, they did not leave completely, there were reconnaissance aircraft circling over every moment, by this time, the evolutionists who had abandoned to stop the corpse consciously returned to the position, the collapsed stone throwing carts were erected again, ready to drop bombs at any time, and those burning houses were also continuously extinguished from the source of the fire, with a thick black smoke waiting for the daytime.

The camp was quite large, if not for Axe Mountain to bring everyone together, there would never have been so many dead and wounded. Zhang Xiaoqiang stood on the edge of a pile of more than 10 meters high corpses to mourn silence. This hill is all made up of the bodies of children, these children are in their older teens, the smaller ones are not yet full moon, many children are trampled to death by panicked people, occasionally can Seeing the child held together by his own mother and stepped on to death, this completely child's body mountain is like a grey inherited oil painting firmly remembered by Zhang Xiaoqiang in his heart, like a magic barrier, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't move his sight, deeply reproached himself in his heart, all sorts of things came along, a scene and face long forgotten from the deepest memory, there was a corpse by Liangzi Lake that stained the lake water red Mountain, the 300 head of the Wuhan gathering place, and the desperate poor on the bloody iron bridge and standing beside the bridge, the final image is set with a rifle, revealing to him the eyes of hatred and fear...

As he immersed himself in this strange atmosphere constructed by death, a whisper drifted into his ear. This English confession seemed to have magical powers, opening a gap in his increasingly repressed heart, Zhang Xiaoqiang took a deep breath, wiped off the droplets flowing to the corner of his eyes, and turned his head to see on the other side of the Mount, several British people were kneeling on this side of the Mountain to confess and pray, while the prayer that gave Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart comfort was previously unknown where he was...

“Children in China cannot be allowed to repeat their mistakes...” Step back, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked up into the heart of the dead mountain to meditate. Somehow, the little girl in red surfaced in his head again, looking at the dead mountain of this nearly a thousand children's body. He gave up his thoughts to look for, turned around suddenly, stepped on the plasma flowing out of the dead mountain, splashed countless blood flowers and went to the most central row of kneeling survivors. Behind him, Jima and her companions still knelt to pray on the ground, while Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes were bright again, the killing was still not over...