Apocalypse Cockroach: Five hundred and eighty-seven traps?

Others are standing still in the blood, watching their companions vomiting violently. Many people have put on respirators and adjusted the chromatic aberration of the multi-function glasses as if they could not see the soft meat sauce under their feet, but some people But they have never done so, it seems that everything here has made them judge abnormal.

The vomiting soldier spit out only sticky gastric juice, and then he raised his right hand and waved, indicating that it was okay, and let others leave him alone, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned around, and led the person to continue to move forward, and walked for three and two Step, there was a low pistol sound behind him, and everyone guarded back together.

"Wow..."

The sturdy body plunged heavily into the blood and stirred up the blood like waves. The vomiting soldier fell all over in the meat sauce, squeezing the soft meat sauce under him to the sides, his right hand clenched. A P8 pistol, and on his forehead on the side of the face, a blood hole was flowing with blood flowing through his cheeks, no longer separated from the blood lake below him.

"Go on..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang broke the strange atmosphere of the people, instead of looking at the suicide more, wading to the blood, walking on the crackling bones, and moving on, the people behind him didn’t care about their companions on the ground. The body, followed silently behind Zhang Xiaoqiang.

On the ground around the corpse, there was only a pair of blood footprints. After they joined with Zhang Xiaoqiang, the previous pair of blood footprints was overwhelmed by 20 pairs of blood footprints. Zhang Xiaoqiang plus these soldiers totaled 21 people. Now they only have 20 people left.

Walking on a clean, tidy, hard floor, everyone still stays in the feeling of softness and hard thinking just under their feet, as the echo of their feet stepped out, as if they had broken the bones before. Still around, the morale dropped to the lowest point at this moment, and the rigorous tactical positioning of the previous team was scattered invisible.

Zhang Xiaoqiang also felt this, and walked into a messy office. After everyone followed, he took off his helmet and put it on the table, and said to everyone:

"Resume a few minutes..."

After speaking, he took out cigarettes and distributed them. When everyone was anesthetizing himself with nicotine, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly proposed:

"You will record all your unfulfilled wishes. If someone survives, you will bear the unfulfilled expectations of everyone..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang’s proposal was approved. They used their personal terminals to send their wishes to other people’s terminals, and finally put them together. For this, Zhang Xiaoqiang also backed up a copy from them, but he did not copy His wish was expressed, first, he thought that he would not have an accident, and that he did not think that these people could fulfill his wish, and his wish to speak even his own belief was to transform one of his descendants The world without zombie.

Slight revisions reinvigorated these low-spirited elites, checked their equipment and clothing one after another, some people found rags to clean their military shoes, and others began to stare at Zhang Xiaoqiang to signal that they had fully recovered.

A group of people acted again, just walked out of the room, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt a different atmosphere than before. There were too many people who died before, and there was a kind of chilling breath around them. As a result of these low morale, one of them suffered a mental breakdown and committed suicide. At this time, there seemed to be something more inexplicable in the air.

Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly turned his head to look at the corner above his head, but saw a monitor pointing at them. Although this thing is everywhere, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that this monitor had traces of movement, maybe they went in. Before the break, the monitor was at another angle.

After looking at it for a while, Zhang Xiaoqiang suspiciously, but did not care too much, Gus can not kill everyone here, or some people will hide in the monitoring center.

As they continue to move forward, walking in a labyrinth-like construction area, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw a lot of warehouses stacked with materials, which are marked with signs on each category, including medical equipment warehouses, living materials warehouses, clothing bedding warehouses, weapons and ammunition They also have several large-scale cold storages, which have thousands of frozen beef and sheep, countless fish, and many dehydrated vegetables.

Seeing one by one’s abundant warehouse, Zhang Xiaoqiang had an illusion. It seemed that he had arrived at the country’s military logistics headquarters. Many of the things here exceeded his expectations. However, Zhang Xiaoqiang remembered the little children’s militiamen he saw above. Cheeks, and doubts again, there are so many supplies and food here, why can't those little children be nourished?

After arriving here, the people stayed for a while to solve their stomach problems. After eating and drinking, each of them was equipped with a 95-type short protrusion and the corresponding magazine and grenade.

At this time, the problem of ammunition that plagued everyone before was also solved. There was also a DZJ08 80mm single-person rocket launcher on the back of Zhang Xiaoqiang, and I felt a strong sense of security in my heart. This thing was in hand to deal with Gus It is also more secure.

When they walked into a thick gate along the road, they suddenly found something wrong. It seems to be a research base. The walls and the ground are all thickened pure steel. Although there are also remnants of fighting here, there is no front. So resolutely, I walked a lot of places, only to see the deformed warhead and the shell of the ground, simply can not see any corpses and blood stains.

The giant air blade of Gus has left marks on these walls, but these marks are very shallow, far less scary than the outside, Zhang Xiaoqiang suspected that Gus was brought here deliberately, front The survivors should be withdrawn from another route, and they are about to be tempted.

"Everyone, be careful, our enemies may have armed personnel at nuclear weapons bases, be vigilant at any time, but do not allow the first fire..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang pressed the guess in his mind and ordered the elite to raise the alert level. Here, he saw a lot of things beyond understanding. The robustness of this laboratory is far beyond his imagination. Deep underground, built such a big city, and this more secret laboratory, God knows what will be inside, maybe Epoch is not just to spy on China's nuclear weapons, maybe this laboratory is also their goal.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly entered a semi-closed hall, the heavy steel doors behind them closed automatically, and then the steel bolts with thick arms and layers of flowers generally closed the door, and the hall was radiant and let the presence of the hall Everyone lowered the sensitivity of the light source of the tactical sunglasses and responded with a guard posture.

Nineteen soldiers formed a concentric circle to surround Zhang Xiaoqiang in the center and guarded around, but Zhang Xiaoqiang straightened his back, squinted and listened to the footsteps around him, the sound of military shoes stepping on the steel floor was like a storm He usually whirls around his ears~IndoMTL.com~ Behind the bright light source, hundreds of black shadows are like sloping ink, forming an encircling circle on the periphery, surrounding them deadly in the center.

When everything calmed down, Zhang Xiaoqiang found out that the half-size football hall is actually divided into two floors, and there is a platform on the ground from their five a meter in height, one above the other, walking one by one with hundreds of guns raised. The soldiers aiming at them, the dress of these soldiers makes Zhang Xiaoqiang a little trance.

All-in-one 95-1 type 5.8mm rifle, this improved rifle that was only finalized in 2010, has all kinds of equipment, laser pointer, tactical bright light, grenade launcher and parallel magazine. Hundreds of laser red dots adorned the whole body of Zhang Xiaoqiang's twenty people.

In addition to this remade rifle that is very tough to catch up, there are 12.7 mm sniper rifles, six barrels of Vulcan machine guns and other heavy weapons aiming at them. At first glance, there are more than 20 hand-held Vulcan machine guns. There are at least fifty sniper rifles. In the face of such powerful firepower, all elites tremble on their feet. The eyes covered by tactical glasses do not know where to look, and they unconsciously peep left and right, exposing their tension.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not look at the weapons of those soldiers. He was looking at the equipment on them. When these people appeared, he was still in a trance, thinking that when he did not know when, this place was actually occupied by the elite of Epoch.

Really, these soldiers are also wearing black military uniforms and fully enclosed helmets, but their helmets are not built-in equipment. The cameras and electronic eyes are on the sides of the helmets. Compared to the Epoch helmets, they are rougher. With their new body armor and magazine bag, all kinds of attached weapons, it is like a mother's birth, if not all of them have a red August 1 military emblem in their hearts.