Apocalypse Cockroach

Zhang Xiaoqiang stood at the top of the magnificent and wonderful mountain peak and looked out over the distance. Heavy caliber shells swept halfway through the sky and slurred and dull, sending out a thunderous crisp sound a few dozen kilometers away. If not for every flash of fire, he thought it was a dull thunder in the dark cloud. The flashing light was like looking at fireworks across the hill, and the prolonged dull thunder signaled a shocking storm coming, if the fire line a few dozen kilometers away could not stop the sea people.

Until now, the eastern coastline continues to flow out of the sea, tens of millions of seas cross thousands of kilometers of roads to chase the dead behind humans, hidden from the whistling winds to hear gunshots, killing, screaming, sometimes Zhang Xiaoqiang hates why he has so sensitive five officials, can see that the vast mutant beast dozens of kilometers away, the biggest enemies of humankind are not seas, but these thick, rough beasts, the beasts just break through a line of defense, the immediate seas can collapse the entire line of defense, humans do not dare to let the seas bypass behind them.

The self-propelled artillery hidden in the mountain peaks fired again, the sound of the artillery was far less neat than before. Yang Kool's artillery shelling had gradually reached the point of cooking under no metres. A month's time, even if saved, had reached the point of exhausting food. It was not only artillery shells, but there were not many bullets left on the front line. As for the missile, it was still one, and it was all smashed on the head of the mutant beast.

The height was so cold, Zhang Xiaoqiang shook in the mountain wind, not because of the cold body, but his heart, just below the mountain, a vehicle filled with wounded people was like a carp over the river, many soldiers broke their hands, blood flowed into the car body, dripping along the gap as the vehicle was traveling, scattered blood lines converged with countless blood lines on the ground, forming the river's bloody avenue, stinging red will not know how many years of dry sand ground soaked, crushing under the wheel like a rotten mud road, on both sides of the convoy, invisible army at the end stepped in black and red mud to the front line, equipped army without any qi and vitality, silence like a corpse.

These soldiers, who did not have the uniforms in place, were recruited from among the men who had withdrawn to the rear. They did not have enough weapons. Only three had a rifle. Ten men could be divided into a defensive uniform. One hundred men could not equip a heavy machine gun. There was no training, no mobilization. Some were only in imminent danger of life and death. These excellent workers, who were still busy in the factory a month ago, walked on both sides of the convoy and stared at the vehicles they had driven from them.

Half of the vehicles hung stretchers like hammocks, not enough beds, added stretchers like ripe fruit to hang around the body, a screaming wounded man tearing wounds in the bumps of the vehicle, dripping stream-like blood gathering on the ground, from time to time someone interrupted the pain, the body swayed with the wounded person on the body, some of the vehicles led The hood is the operating table, and the paramedics in the passenger seat are using simple apparatus to amputate the wounded, and the blood from the laser is pouring on the driver's head like rain, and the hair is falling like a stream, and in the roar of the wounded man's heartbreaking lungs, an arm and a thigh are thrown into an iron barrel hanging by the door.

Without close proximity to the battlefield, the morale of these supplementary soldiers has fallen to its lowest point, and they have not collapsed because of their ultimate grief, even if they run away, they will not survive, and countless seafarers will submerge Australia to be searched and killed in hiding. Rather, they will die on the battlefield, and the hidden sound of gunfire and explosions from the front line will not dispel the despair and repression in the queue.

This dark as substance spreads from the front line to the rear like fog. Zhang Xiaoqiang, standing at the top of the mountain, can also feel this. The tragic situation below is only a microcosm. The front line is a hundred times more fierce than below. Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't even dare to stay on the front line much longer, afraid that he will be shattered by the desperate and fierce warrior. The only confidence he has left.

Suddenly, a shadow rushed from the front line. The electric light flint crossed thousands of meters of rough ridge into front of Zhang Xiaoqiang, but it was Zhang Xiaoqiang's humanoid ferocious beast. This three-meter tall humanoid ferocious beast had no previous wild power. Like a dying beast, it returned to the lair. The footsteps of the humanoid ferocious beast became heavy. A pristine, sharp rock was crushed by the monster. One step at a time, he knelt before Zhang Xiaoqiang, letting Zhang Xiaoqiang voluntarily want to help him. The humanoid ferocious beast looked too miserable, half his head flew, and countless deep wounds were staggered across his body. The deepest were two cross wounds that separated his chest almost evenly.

The little hand stained with blood reached out of the wound, saw the stinging red, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but scream, even Tianfei was injured? The next moment, Puffy fell from the inside helplessly, was held by Zhang Xiaoqiang, Puffy suffered a lot of injuries, deep wounds crossed from her cheek, bled red muscles, let the lovely and lovely Puffy split apart. At this moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart broke, held on tightly to Puffy Sheng, afraid she could not hold on, did not wait for him to get up to go to the medical center, the sound of the whole battlefield cries came from the sky, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart tightened again, his head looked up over the bleak sky, and the rainbow sculpture spilled with blood was flying towards him.

This almost blew Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart. The blood of the rainbow sculpture flashed like a fantastic glow. Like countless fireflies flying in the sky, those beautiful seven colored wings could no longer flash. They barely maintained their gliding position. Zhang Xiaoqiang flickered toward Zhang Xiaoqiang's side. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that the abdomen of the rainbow sculpture was opened with a large mouth. The dilute internal organs were constantly slipping down, hanging on the claws of the rainbow sculpture, like dragging a cloth.

Zhang Xiaoqiang held on tightly to Zhang Fei, his eyes stared at the rainbow sculpture with fissures, trying to find the trace of meow. Next moment, the rainbow sculpture rolled over the beam behind him, throwing away the internal organs, scattered blood water, and the floating feathers blocked Zhang Xiaoqiang's gaze, Zhang Xiaoqiang's 3D vision activated, finding the meow hidden in the feathers at the fastest speed, meow motionless, as if sleeping, the little lightning mink is grabbing the meow's hair with small claws, seemingly waking the meow.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that he had lost control of his body, a short distance could normally pass, but at this moment, he felt infinitely far away. Every time he moved his steps, he felt soft and weak on the cotton, his arms also lost strength, and the muffin in his arms could not hold him tightly. His brain was even blank. The distance between the two was as close as a walk. At the end of the day, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know how to walk. When he knelt down in front of a huge rainbow sculpture, he looked at the rainbow sculpture with a short breath opening his mouth, and instantly remembered the past of him and the meow. The dirty muddy monkey Zhang Chengting Tingyu stood a teenage girl, and two others lived and died together on the back of a big blackbird.

Various past electroluminescent flashes in Zhang Xiaoqiang's brain, he rose up like crazy on the back of a big bird, with one hand to look for meow, messy feathers floating around him like a willow, behind him in the mountains further afield, the red light flashed, under the bright clouds of red light, fluttering nitrous smoke like demon open teeth dancing claws, fluorescent colored blood stained the mountain head extraordinarily beautiful, the dying rainbow sculpture finally swallowed the last breath, countless seven colored feathers covered the mountain.

Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up the two girls and ran wildly down the mountain. Field Hospital was 30 km away. He had to rush there as fast as possible. The meow in his arms was pale as snow, but the eyes had never been crystal bright. He stared at Zhang Xiaoqiang's anxious side smile, and the corner of his mouth was red foam. As she breathed in Zhang Xiaoqiang's collar, he dyed his neck red, and the shadow stayed in the arms of the meow to swap, like comfort meow.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't even dare to take another look. He was afraid to see the glowing eyes of Meow Jing. He was afraid that the blood in the corner of Meow's mouth would no longer spray with breath. He was even afraid to see Meow look amazing due to injury. Meow was very heavy in his heart, not just heavy. Meow was alone in his heart. How could he not feel this heavy feeling? The pain of heartbreak made him tear his lungs. Zhang Xiaoqiang's spiritual pace was heavy at this moment. When he fell into the queue under the mountain, he didn't know how to open the car.

The heavy queue is like a convoy of funerals, half of the convoys pull dead bodies, half of the wounded, the extended convoy because the roads are crowded with old people, even if he requisitions vehicles, he can't rush back at the fastest speed, besides, how can he take away their only hope of survival in the face of those wounded?

At this time, there was a dazzling footsteps coming from afar, the footsteps were light and heavy, like a mountain threat, then the sky darkened, countless soldiers looked at the sky in alarm, only to see two large monsters fall from the sky into queue, many soldiers paralyzed, Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted with surprise: “Big black and two red... ”

The war in Australia was tight and all the power available was concentrated in Australia. Even the two mutant dogs who guarded the cattle in Silver Monster were sent here at the very moment when they were most needed. The two giant dogs were bigger than the last time they saw them. With red beads, the recipe of the mutant dogs was converted from a corpse and there was an infinite supply of low-order crystalline nuclei. The two giant dogs had grown to levels that Zhang Xiaoqiang could not speak of.

Giant dogs only have the shape of dogs, nothing else is similar, fur is replaced by cloudy scales, lantern-like eyes are like bears burning torches in dim light, limbs are strong, like steel forged, and the blades of four paws can no longer be hidden in the middle of the harvest of thick feet, each blade like a giant axe is deeply embedded underground, and there is that sharp incisor, not counting four dog teeth, only two rows of gutter teeth are more than two feet long, like a triangular chopping knife, and those four dog teeth are almost as clear as the serrated knife, the color of the cold light is hidden, there is no doubt that these canine teeth can tear the rock.

The giant dog's spiritual beating in the queue led to an ant like team under him to change a piece of mess, but didn't hurt anyone. The visual acuity control was accurate. When Dahong found the meow in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand severely injured, he couldn't help but scream, sticking out his tongue like a door panel and licking it to the meow. Meow reluctantly leaned in Zhang Xiaoqiang's arms to make a rolling laugh, the laughter clamped in a fierce cough, spraying countless blood water, making Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart like a knife cut.

The black dog saw the opportunity early, fell down like a mountain on the road, Zhang Xiaoqiang drank and jumped on the big black dog, like the wind and electricity in the queue quickly rushed backwards, the big dog was extremely fast, instantly pulled Zhang Xiaoqiang into dynamic vision, the big dog's body was bigger than before, almost as big as a heavy military truck, more than 10 meters of body like a flying arrow, the whirring wind hurts in the cheek, Zhang Xiaoqiang held the two girls tight, trance to the back temporary camp.

The camp was busy, and the convoys were driven down at gunpoint to collect military materiel, three men, a rifle with blood, a small pocket of bulk ammunition for each person, had to be hung in the chest so that the comrades could look for bullets on their bodies, and three stimulants for each person, which were used in their extreme despair or on the front line, except for three days of rations and a kettle of fresh water, which, after all, were on the front line and more than 80 per cent of the replenishments lived less than three days, enough to last until they died or were wounded and lifted down, and if they were fortunate enough to find rations from others.

Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped off the dog and ran towards the hospital. He could not wait to reach half Xiaoqiang's footsteps. He saw countless wounded people crying out in the open space outside the hospital. The snowflakes penetrated the camp. The camp was divided into three parts, one part a staging area for supplementary soldiers, one part a material storage area, countless ammunition boxes and oil, and a pile of processed food, but the largest part was the hospital and surrounding morgue.

Seamen will not eat human bodies. In order to stabilize the military mind, any body found in the position will be transported back to the rear. The number of cumulative corpses has reached more than 30,000. Most of them are replenishers who enter the position for less than a few days. Many people are frightened when dying. They do not seem to believe that they are dead. The number of wounded is higher. There are no tens of thousands of beds to make them comfortable. They can only lay on the ground casually in a sleeping bag, moaning in dazzling lights day and night, and even a single moan creates a huge wave of noise. Everyone of the replenishing soldiers who has just arrived is discolored, and even people are freaked out when they get out of the car. In order to prevent these people from spreading terror to others, officers will shoot them with a pistol in the first place.

Everything here is like the beginning of a movie under the city. Humans have no choice but to block the sea people with flesh and blood. The guns fired from artillery positions 10 kilometers away came from a wave of fire. The air smelled of blood and smoke, along with Chen Yong's countless corpses and moaning of pain, this is hell...

Zhang Xiaoqiang was not the first to see the body and the wounded, too many things to consider, more or less would be ignored. Although the nuclear winter dispersed, the average temperature in Australia remained below zero, the body would not rot, there was not enough manpower to waste to bury the body, only to burn the fire when it failed here. Things like this were done several times by the army, but now, looking at that picture or anger, or fear, or relief, or the face of the unwilling, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart was touched again.

He dared not look more. He rushed into the hospital with two girls. The hospital division arranged the beds according to level, replenishing the soldiers in an open space outside. Only the official soldiers were eligible to stay in the hospital and receive the most effective treatment. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not delay in the soldiers' area, and continued to rush into the most core area, pulling out the doctor who was undergoing internal bleeding surgery...