Apocalypse Cockroach

The world changed, Britain and Russia were eliminated first, and a new era of great disaster broke out of their minds. When the turtles thought the time had come for Americans to save the world, they ate Viagra and looked everywhere for a sea duel. The Chinese took the opportunity to bury themselves in development, and Australia won the great battle. Hundreds of thousands of tons of red algae were harvested, which did not even have time to be processed. Engineered vehicles were transported from the surface of the sea to land and piled into mountains through built-up floating bridges. Large, tiny, mutant beasts were also sent to temporarily excavated cellars to prevent decay, and ice makers created large quantities of ice and frozen these mutant beasts for later meat feeding.

Meanwhile, Blood Phoenix was finally kicked out of the room by Zhang Xiaoqiang, taking his nanny and a battalion team to the eastern coast, where he would get a new subordinate to start a battle with the Hai people. Zhang Xiaoqiang believed that Blood Phoenix still had much to do among less than 20 million corpses. The Chinese army dispatched only one battalion of troops to the east coast to fight, leaving the Australian side seven to eight. However, they also knew that the Chinese army had just fought a devastating battle, it was not possible to launch an offensive on the east coast for a short time, not to mention the increasing number of red algae in the surrounding area, and now the most important was to prepare for future battles.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was not relieved to let Laundry Moon go and sit in town, Yang Keel and Meow could not stay, and took artillery with them. In order to prevent an accident on the eastern coast this time, Australia went hard and took out a regiment of self-propelled artillery and all ammunition to Yang Kele's responsibility. They also saw that in Yang Kele's hands, the power of the artillery would be maximized, but the damage would be minimized.

At the end of the day, Zhang Xiaoqiang was only accompanied by Little Lori Fei. At this time, Zhang Xiaoqiang had arrived at the birthplace of Fei. There are also many Chinese in the Australian Core Institute and the Core Institute. They are the finest scientists and talents in China. Compared to the Australian research team, although it is nothing, everyone is astonishing young. They are evolutionaries. They are evolutionaries built by Zhang Xiaoqiang with blood. They do not want them to fight, but need them to have stronger bodies and sharper minds to catch up with the trend of technology.

Young scientists learn as apprentices in Australia's finest laboratory centers, humbly and humbly, from everyone who is better than them, because they know where their gap is, and only two people are different, one is Shao Lang, Shao Lang's ability to be anti-sky capability in the eyes of scientists, and any mechanical equipment, even experimental instruments, can be enhanced by Shao Lang. What matters to scientists is not knowledge, but the tools they explore knowledge, and with these tools, they can discover new knowledge, prove their assumptions, and with Shao Lang's modifications, these instruments, which were originally among the top technologies, are better than the set limits, and are even more accurate than the current decade of science and technology.

The other is the evolution that Zhang Xiaoqiang once neglected, the evolution that can convert the iron sheet into steel sheet, the evolution of the evolver's ability slowly increases with the frequency of use, this evolution called Oper in Silver Mongolia is like a neglected caterpillar, but when he turns the cocoon into a butterfly, its talent is just a little worse than that of Shao Lang, any material in his hands will produce a qualitative change, like a regular kitchen knife, after his hands, the material exceeds the superalloy metal, it is also him, a lot of the problems of the material is solved.

Unfortunately, his abilities are not propagandistic, a person's abilities are always limited, and it is only worthwhile to use his limited abilities where they are most needed. In an experiment with respect to this ability, the Chinese are recognized by local scientists. His abilities and those of Xiao Lang against the sky are indispensable, and young Chinese scientists can be carefully taught by others.

Walking into the institute, the traces left by the previous battle were cleaned up a few months, the ground flattened by supernova bombs filled with pumice soil, planted a lot of green leaf trees, the lush forests made the place more green, less desolate, the collapsed buildings were removed, two low-to-high tripod buildings were built in situ, and after crossing the apron of the building, you can see the culture room that was hit by the gate on the same day recovered the feeling.

Ignoring the welcome of the director of the institute, Zhang Xiaoqiang walked directly into the training room with Xiaofei. When he entered the door, he saw thousands of cultivation troughs arranged neatly in warehouse-like spaces, full of or painful, or sleeping Oriental races. These people face each other viciously, with scars all over their bodies, they knew at first glance that they were not good people, and of course, there could be no good people sent here.

A few months ago, he didn't know there was a hall of fame underground. Now the Australian side opened a mysterious door to him and quickly sank into the ground on a platform elevator under the floor. It didn't take long to reach the lobby that was bright as day. A row of bright lights revealed the fibers illuminated here, whether the ground or the walls were snow-white. On the ground, a cylindrical forest line, like a transparent coffin, was dense. Through the cylindrical tempered glass, it was possible to see the still sleeping human face inside, and the LCD screen embedded on the cylinder showed all kinds of data like the ghost paintings, at least in Zhang Xiaogang's eyes.

Countless coffins were arranged here, Zhang Xiaoqiang also thought to check the race and gender inside, much more, and became numb. The guys inside were all prisoners brought in by air from China. These fierce men, murderers and evil men who had lost their lives in the late dynasties were captured by the Renaissance Army and sent here. After the test of evolutionary matrix, they became puppet warriors' backup materials.

For these people, Zhang Xiaoqiang had no feelings, not even anger and exclusion. In his heart, the day they were caught, they were already dead. After walking through more than a thousand coffins, Zhang Xiaoqiang finally saw two acquaintances. When he saw these two people, Zhang Xiaoqiang understood why Regel had asked him to come.

In a thicker cylinder than any other coffin, a man and a woman close their eyes as if they were asleep.

“Lestat the Iron Curtain, the Night Goddess Dream Star, Cockroach Brother has seen before... ”

A row of iron doors closed behind Zhang Xiaoqiang. In the bright room, an infrared camera moved to the dead end and stopped swinging. Regel, dressed in a jerk, stepped out from behind him. Standing in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang, the penciled military uniform made him appear slightly more naive cheeks for a few minutes to kill. Bi Blue's eyes beat a scorching flame, his high chin made him no longer have the unexpected fear in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang, and his tight hands seemed to accumulate explosive power.

“You captured them?” Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't care about the movement around him, strengthening the five senses, he could easily see Regel's heart, very excited, but there was no threat, he could feel Regel's fanaticism that volcanoes were generally suppressed by death, although he didn't know what this fanaticism came from.

“I think they should have been betrayed by me...” Regel Gual smiled, took a deep breath and said it in as calm a tone as possible, but his trembling double fists betrayed his disguise at the moment.

“Ready to turn them into puppet fighters?” Zhang Xiaoqiang stared at the face of the Oriental woman and asked whether the Dream Star was Chinese or not. For him, the Chinese working for the enemy were traitors, more annoying than the villains among the Chinese.

“No… that's a waste, I have something to say to invite you here….” Regel calmed down his mood and did not know what switch was pressed. A metal table and two metal chairs appeared on the floor of the lobby with nothing but two crystal coffins. The table slid out like a building block, lifting red wine and wine glasses in a tray, and equipment such as a cigar matchbox.

Zhang Xiaoqiang grabbed the moisturizer and pulled out the cigar, wiped the matches and slowly baked the cigar, a strange fragrance from his hand, nodded, cut the cigarette nod in his mouth, a bite of green cigarette swirled in his mouth, and slowly erupted, forming a fog with a strange aroma surrounded him, the cigar did not need to enter the throat, simply felt the unique taste and aroma, making smoking a enjoyment.

“Australia's betrayal is inexcusable, at least in the eyes of my father Kruger…” With regard to Chancellor Kruger, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know much, only that he knew that he was an extremely perverted bisexual, that Marlena's encounters had originally been told to Zhang Xiaoqiang, that his assessment of Kruger was similar to those of psychotically distorted perverts, what insidious cunning, what tactics, what brutality, basically all occupied, made him think that this kind of superb work is a great rebel, of course, these are all aspects of Marlena, he has not learned from other sources, at least he did not ask Regel how perverted his own old man is?

“Didn't you go back to European headquarters? Are these your guardians?” Zhang Xiaoqiang clamped the fingers of the cigar toward the two constellations, afraid to push too hard, afraid that the ash would fall to affect the taste of the cigar.

Grabbing a sip, Regel sighed at the red wine that swayed in the glass and sighed, “Splitting Australia is just the right thing to do, just trying to break Kruger's arm, but my ultimate goal is not that, either Australia or the new era, I don't see it in my eyes. ”

Speaking half as if he had been stuck in the throat, Regel didn't say his purpose. He just drank boring wine. Zhang Xiaoqiang put down his cigar and took his glass to pay tribute to Regel: “You are back in the new age because there are goals you want to achieve. You are free to choose what way you want to achieve them. You can sell them out, you can betray them, as long as you don't get them on my head. If you think I can use them, you can try them. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang was very polite. Although both sides cooperated well during the contact with Regel, it always felt that Regel's heart was dark and some things were better said openly.

“My purpose is simple and does not infringe on your interests. I came to you to say something to you so that you don't get the wrong idea...” Looking down at the glass with his hands in his arms, Regel muttered that he seemed to be making the toughest decision, Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyebrows picked and looked at him in confusion.

“I'm going to kill Kessel...” Finally, determined to say this, Regel seemed to be paralyzed by a bone drawn all over his body, sitting on a chair staring at the ceiling silently, spilling red wine spilled over a red wine glass and flowing along a smooth desktop, a drop splashing fine wine flowers on a metal floor.