Apocalypse Cockroach

The red light of the firebird curved knife in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand gradually darkened, and the moonlight filled the darkness around him. Silent night was broken by intruders. The helicopter from afar made Zhang Xiaoqiang squint his eyes. Even on dark painted nights, the helicopter flew less than 500 meters in height and had a coating between red and white on its elongated body. This was a general search helicopter with modified machine guns and weapon interfaces, because the aircraft was not intended for military use. The modification was quite ugly. The flashing lights could be seen over long distances at night. Obviously, the other party had no hidden intentions, and the wind showed its existence at night.

The plane could only be a helicopter of the new era, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know that the Indonesian Legion of the new era had counterwatered, thought that there was no conflict with them and did not care, but the plane flew just in front of Little Lori. After returning, Little Lori was a human beast, under a beautiful and lovely appearance, a fierce heart, and her way of fighting was even crazier and bloody, when the plane was ready to fly over from their head, towards the back, Little Lori threw out a serrated knife.

The huge serrated knife flew out of hand instantly disappeared into the pitch black night, even the moonlight could not illuminate the orbit of its flight, the insane helicopter split from one to two at the next, flashing countless sparks suddenly split to the two sides, a broken sound of a rope, flying out of the serrated knife with a certain radius to return to Little Lori's hand like a dart.

“Bang...” The fire of helicopter martyrdom is like a huge bonfire illuminating the night, Zhang Xiaoqiang even shook his head, to say Little Laurie or from the New Era, I didn't expect to land on Indonesia, the New Era was in front of her bad luck, I could say it was a misunderstanding before, this time obviously deliberately, but thinking of the character of the little girl, Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't matter, this is not China, some new era is dead what?

The two of them walked forward, took a brief break, and at the same time they were on their way, more than a hundred kilometres behind them, in a temporary cantonment of the Indonesian Forces nouvelles, dense gunfire sparkled in the jungle, countless bullets shining out at night, an Indonesian soldier dressed in a New Era uniform resisting an unknown enemy, From time to time someone fell in a stray bullet, the exploding gun grenade flashed in the position from time to time, ten people left behind to face this unknown attack panic, just during the war between the two sides, the shady face of Zhu Jianfen slowly approached from behind the position, even without an arm, he did not see any stiffness, as if the ghost shadow quickly flashed through the dark shadow, the Indonesian soldiers did not Chinese soldiers are so good at technical tactics, not to mention Zhu Jianfeng is best at infiltrating combat.

At this time, Zhu Jianfeng had an MP7 assault rifle suitable for single-handed shooting. Three kilograms of weight was not cumbersome. At the moment of approaching the position, like a leopard, they approached the disobedient Indonesian soldier. After several shootings, the remaining eight soldiers were cleared, and then only twenty rounds of ammunition were thrown away. After drawing out a military knife to cut the throat of an undead soldier, when all the shooting stopped, three men with G36 hands came out of the jungle. In the fire caused by the explosion, they all looked unbelievable. Nobody wanted to win the attack. The biggest expectation was that four people and the ten Indonesian soldiers left here would be killed...

Zhu Jianfeng wiped the bloody military knife down his thigh and retracted the sheath. He turned his head and drank at some foolish brains. "Pack up the trophy and prepare to retreat. Bateau will definitely send a plane to support you...” Zhu Jianfeng naturally unexpectedly, he feared that the plane had been solved by Little Lori as a fly. On his beverage order, three men shocked by Zhu Jianfeng's ferocious means. Ten bodies were stripped by them all. The military uniform of the new era had a bullet-proof effect, combined with combat helmets, it was difficult for ordinary guns to shoot them, but the jungle was moist and hot, and these soldiers did not have time to equip their helmets during the sudden attack, which gave Zhu Jianfeng a chance.

In order to pretend to be a big resistance force, they gathered anything they could possibly use, regardless of whether or not these things were on dead people, several people did not speak, stuffing their heads to clean up the spoils, only Zhu Jianfeng was a little restless, they used almost two hours to attack this stronghold, God knows when Indonesian planes will arrive, just in a state of anxiety, suddenly a shout came from a woman, but the words are native Indonesian Chinese, suddenly attracted Zhu Jianfeng's idea, this shock appeared at the beginning, but he still heard clearly: “Help... ”

Four people raised their guns at the same time and pointed them in the direction of the position warehouse for a short time. A frightened man came out with his hands up. The man was black as if he was covered in grease, but Zhu Jianfen recognized at a glance and shouted: “Li Dazhong, are you still alive?” Just as the voice fell, he saw Li Dazhong suddenly kneeling on the ground like a wolf howling, crying and shouting: “Why didn't you come earlier, why didn't you come earlier... ”

Four people stared stubbornly at Li Dazhong. At this time, some people walked out of the warehouse. There were men and women, none of them dressed in clothes, all naked bodies, all men were like painted ink, a piece of black pressure. The women were all bruises of blue and purple. Several people present knew that all of these women had been humiliated, but after the men and women of the 40th came out, Li Dazhong suddenly stopped crying, his eyes stared angrily at Zhu Jian. Several people were like killing their father's enemies, and stood up to grasp Zhu Jian's enemy's coat and bite his teeth, saying:

“My wife, my children were killed three hours ago by that herd of animals. Why didn't you show up three hours ago? Why didn't you come earlier? If you came, they wouldn't die. They blame you, all of you... ”

Zhu Jianfeng left Li Dazhong to grasp his clothes and shake, but his heart flashed through the sadness of despair. This sadness was a sign. Since the Indonesian massacre, the Chinese people will not look for their own problems. They are willing to spill anger on irrelevant people, resent others who do not help them, resent that no one can understand them, use these irrelevant resentments to cover up their own cowardice. In fact, he hates not Zhu Jianfeng, but himself, he buried his head when his best wife and son most need protection. He can hide it with a useful body, but cannot fool his own heart.

Seeing the man in front of him, Zhu Jianfeng doesn't even have the desire to do it, he doesn't know if the Chinese will wake them up tomorrow, even if they are desperate to die? Just as he started organizing his team in Indonesia, the Chinese, who didn't die in the hands of the Indonesians, preferred to hide in their own little days and dare not resist, so long as they still have a way to live, regardless of whether the sharp blade hanging over their heads falls today or tomorrow?

“Dazhong Li, you are insane, you can't blame anyone else. Brother Zhu even dropped his arm to save people. You are still so unconscious. If you want revenge, pick up the gun and come with us. Without this courage, find a place to die yourself...” Zhu Jianfeng's supporters walked up to Li Dazhong and let Li Dazhong's fierce eyes divert the target. He was afraid of the Indonesians, but he would not be afraid of his own countrymen. His angry mind made him rush towards the man like a beast. He opened his teeth as if he were going to bite the man's throat, but the supporters who had seen blood did not think as much as Zhu Jianfeng did. A polite butt hit Li Dazhong's nose beam and let him swing like a dog to mourn on the ground.

“Kill this dog thing, besides the fact that the Indonesian is a dog against his own people, it is useless to live in the world, maybe one day he will betray us...” Yu Wen's undisturbed gunpoint stopped Li Dazhong's brain door. The supporter of the fierce god looked at Zhu Jianfeng, but it was the body full of ground that provoked his anger. He only wanted to solve the problem with killing. Zhu Jianfeng resented Li Dazhong on the ground and shook his head half a while later and said: “Forget it, it's also Chinese, let him go, wherever he goes, it has nothing to do with us... ”

After that, Zhu Jianfeng said to the men in the crowd: “Stand up with ourselves who want revenge. Take the women with you to the final gathering place...” Zhu Jianfeng's proposal silenced all men. Indonesians captured Chinese, first those who dared to resist, second those who would not cooperate, then those who would kill useless, and finally the rest were weak bones, skilled cowards, when their utilisation value was lost, and finally a dead letter.

For these men, they have already died once, so they care more about life. Unlike the supporters of Zhu Jian's enemies, they always held the blood they wanted to fight for. Men were silent, Zhu Jian's enemies laughed and looked up at the full moon like a silver basin, unable to say: “Just go, even if there are only four of us, they can kill a sky, even if most Chinese are egg-free cowards, there will be several grandchildren in the end... ”

After that, Zhu Jianfen turned around and looked at several of his comrades and drank high: “You are all men...” “Living and dying together….” Three people drank together, then four people no longer cared about the men, quickly packed up the ammunition and equipment on the ground, didn't let the men touch these weapons for life, just as the men all crouched down to cover their faces and cried, a woman with a clear face came up, the more beautiful woman was the more severely devastated, the woman, apart from no wounds on her face, all over her body, the burns on her cigarette butt made her fine skin like a weathered rock a hundred holes, as well as dental marks and dagger marks, a lot of places had become inflamed and swollen pus, in exchange for any woman would feel the wounds, but she could not feel her heart cracked, with those only poisonous and numb eyes staring at Zhu sword, muttering: “I want to be a grandfather... ”