Apocalypse Cockroach

The consequences of the supernova explosion are very serious, but where the original bomb exploded, all that was destroyed was the previous wreckage, as well as the recovering human beast, the diffused light instantly pounded against the rock wall at the mouth of the canyon, the layered rock wall spread like a thousand layers of cake, a large amount of rock scattered evaporated in halos, the next few dozen meters wide canyon was expanded by a third, a small supernova bomb compared to ten miniature supernova bombs, apparently the new era has overcome the equivalence problem of supernova bombs.

Within thousands of meters, the ground was like a washed hockey rink, and the rolling dust disappeared into a halo, and when all this was captured by the camera that had been restored, most of them flashed their minds that everything was going to end, and the helicopter that dropped the bomb landed constantly, and the open weapon launch was ready for another supernova bomb, and the pilot who was operating the plane yelled with his head in his arms: "Who told me what was going on? Is God manipulating the helicopter?” Then he turned into a fireball with the plane.

The sawtooth knife of the decapitation plane was pulled back by the bloody ribbon-like tentacles, sometime on the cliff, little Lori looked at the falling helicopter and suddenly stormed, this time towards the research center, by which time her manipulated human beast had been evaporated by a third, her upper body was only half amputated, her arms lost forever, like a headless mutilation.

The humanoid beast can no longer maintain the shape of the human body. Countless or long or short tentacles are like weeds. The position of the arms is replaced by elongated tentacles. The two serrated knives are in the tentacle grip. The flying little Lori is like a rocket. She winks at the bottom of the mountain and crosses the ground flattened by a supernova until she reaches the parking lot and just walks in. More than a dozen giant transport cars over 20 metres long were all hung to pieces by flying serrated knives, even the wreckage of the explosion would reignite the war, and the bloodshed of the dead would fight back against Little Lori, but at the next moment, more than a dozen tentacles would spread like a slaughter prototype game, penetrating more than a dozen blood fighters, and the blood would be sucked in along the tentacles, a flurry of blood. Follow the tentacles and continue to pour into the mutilated human beast...

“Hoo... how could this bunch of head smashed shit fire a supernova bomb at Dickus? I have a hundred ways to kill her, but she has to survive to reap the greatest benefits, shit tasks, shit scores...” Regel stood in the surveillance room yelling out loud and angry, but his face calmed down, because the image of Dickus reappeared on the reality screen again, as long as Dickus was alive, nothing mattered. When he saw Dickus absorb the blood of the dead, he frowned and danced, and immediately grabbed the communicator and yelled: “Cease fire for a while, let hundreds of blood fighters die, let them attack Dickus empty-handed..., will the casualties be heavy? Shit... Don't I know? Dickus almost died. The Grand Speaker's order was to capture him alive, intact and alive. Even if her armor rubbed a little skin, the Grand Speaker would grab your head and execute the order...” Having lifted the transmitter, he was ready to throw the evil fire out of his heart on the ground. Fortunately, Kessel took it and did not let them lose contact with the Institute for the time being.

The next moment, hundreds of dead men rushed from all over to Dickus, but as they approached, they were punctured by tentacles, half lifted off the ground, these blood fighters had no pain, no weakness after blood loss, as if the captured insects were biting wildly on the tentacles, over time, all turned into quenched balloons, and were thrown out harshly.

Dickus' human beast was so badly injured, hundreds of people's blood had just repaired their bodies, her arms and head hadn't grown out yet, but that was enough for her to play 80 percent of the time, and the moment she dumped the body that had been sucked dry, she continued to storm forward, dozens of little black dots racing around, dozens of glowing fireballs exploding, a bunch of rolling smoke, The flying shrapnel splattered in the smoke, and Little Lori was blown up by this huge blast wave, and then the big metal mesh from the sky covered Little Lori, and she struggled insanely to get out of this soft mesh, and countless blood fighters came out of all kinds of swarms, pulling the wire mesh, and Little Lori's enormous power distorted the mesh, mad. There was a surge, hundreds of blood fighters did their best not to control the mesh. Instead, they were distorted by the pull of the mesh, but the number of blood fighters was constantly coming from, eventually controlling the mesh, wrapping the little Lori as if she were a pussy.

Zhang Xiaoqiang walked in the bloody lane, these days rushed to make his military boots wrinkle like a pile of old pickles for not knowing how long, the original quality sole was worn, the shoe upper was even more broken, revealing several toes in the sticky blood very uncomfortable, the slippery touch made him want to start the ability to dry all the blood water, so much blood water he raised his vigilance to the extreme, he did not know what really happened in this strange base, there were so many corpses?

A body dressed in a New Era uniform piles up in blood water. These bodies always have only one wound, the aorta is severed, allowing them to eject three quarters of the body's blood, there are a lot of guns scattered in the blood water, most of the guns are not loaded, apparently the attackers come suddenly, suddenly most people die without knowing how to die.

Various strange electronic devices are still running, and under the lights, all these machines are painted bright red with blood water, sprayed evenly, almost all over the place, like paint sprayers spraying red paint on these devices, slightly better on the surrounding walls, and a spreading-shaped bloodstream leaves countless winding grooves on the snowy walls, or at least a white foundation.

The bloody smell in the air makes this place like hell. If ordinary people were to come here, they would definitely freak out. But Zhang Xiaoqiang was not ordinary people. He moved in the blood water, and the blood noise from his footsteps made him feel unwell. Nothing stood in the way except that he felt uncomfortable with his toes. His eyes didn't let go in any corner. The warm knife handle of the firebird's curved knife made his palms sweat slightly. He could feel more subtly the rib lines on the knife handle. When he walked into the hall, his suspended heart let go slightly. A total of thirty-seven bodies, none of them were alive. Every corpse was cut open and his neck artery, at least to exclude someone from secretly attacking the body.

The body was much cuter than the living one. At least the body would not attack Zhang Xiaoqiang. After seeing the body, he focused on other objects. Finally, he found what he wanted most in an officer's dorm, a pair of high-top military boots. The feeling of discomfort on his toes soaked in blood made him tangle for a long time. He saw the leather shoes in the shoe cabinet. He went straight up and took them off to make careful measurements on the bed. Then he saw the New Era officer uniform in the wardrobe. He never objected to the light of this military uniform when Zhang Xiaoqiangdun, his own uniform had become a fabric, and then found the officer's combat gear and command combat helmet in the wardrobe, in addition to two sub-machine guns and a G36 rifle.

Zhang Xiaoqiang took off his clothes full of mud and sweat and changed them from top to bottom. When he put on his helmet, he became a regular New Era elite soldier who could no longer get a G36 rifle. In this small environment, the role of the assault rifle was even greater. If in a broad environment, the role of the firebird curtain was greater than that of the rifle, so Zhang Xiaoqiang walked out of the dormitory with one hand and an MP7 with one hand, and moved on to search for a way forward.

Not all the blood was flowing out of thirty-seven bodies. It was impossible to reach a unified horizon in the mountains. This is the lower ground of the tunnel. The blood water from other parts of the tunnel also came together. Zhang Xiaoqiang kept moving along a slightly shallow blood river. There was no stopping in any space this time. There were no breathing creatures except the dead, but there were signs of resistance. Although the dead were still soldiers of the new era, they were not limited to cutting roars. Many people were shot dead by their own indiscriminate guns. Others were unluckily shot at the mouth of their own people. Some of their throats were cut off by mysterious attackers. Some of the equipment were hit by bullets, sparks like gift flowers, and the walls were filled with bullet holes, making this sinister death a little different.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was counting the bodies along the way, from the first 37 to 130, to the land in front of him 321, it can be said that the army stationed here has overthrown a battalion, the configuration of the regiment in the new era is not fixed, the elite soldiers never exceed 3,000, plus the servants also less than 5,000, like the 9th regiment that attacked Hubei on that day, the elite soldiers are less than 1,800, if that is the case, perhaps the guards stationed here are all dead.

Stop, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't find the casualty figures of a battalion scary, he finally saw the first living man, a man of Latin American descent, about 30 years old, wearing a red white coat, large pieces of blood in a top-down splash covered the white coat with blood spots like clubs flowers, while the source of the sprayed blood closed its mouth, creating earthworm-like wounds, at this time the wound healing was not finished, on the open mouth, meat. Bud is still peristaltic, obviously, this is an evolutionist, and his abilities are very similar to Zhang Xiaoqiang's, all relatively rare self-healing acceleration, this man also has the side effect of self-healing acceleration, looking at everything is a starving ghost to get into the foetus, constantly feeding it to his mouth with the blood water under his hand, if he has the strength, maybe he will directly hold the corpse and eat it.

Zhang Xiaoqiang walked down in front of this guy and let his extremely eager eyes look at him. Zhang Xiaoqiang had no food in his hand. It was impossible to let him eat. He glanced at him. He reached out and took off the badge of this researcher and saw all the foreign languages he did not know above. At this time, he remembered that it was not China...

“Give me something to eat... I want something to eat...” As soon as the injured man grabbed Zhang Xiaoqiang's arm, he longed for it, Zhang Xiaoqiang naturally did not understand his language, was about to pull out his arm, his whole body of sweat suddenly stood up, pounding forward, the smoothness would grab his man into a team of cardboard boxes, the next moment a few slight voids in the air, just where he had stopped before, a cold light flashed, and then disappeared...