Apocalypse Cockroach: Four for food

Zhang Xiaoqiang sat on the ground panting violently, with one foot stretched forward and the other bent upward. The iron spear, which is 1.6 meters long, leans against the feet, and the triangular spear tipped towards security door, covered with ancient black smelly blood stains. Seventy percent of the new green anti-theft steel door opened a gap of 10 cm long. He sat on the ground and could see a few dead bodies lying quietly on the ground outside the door.

They were humans 20 days ago, and now they are zombie lying outside the door, ‘I killed them! ! ! ’He has no fear of killing. Only the excitement after victory.

"I did it" Zhang Xiaoqiang said to himself.

"I can live, and I will continue to live."

After taking five or six minutes to rest, Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up iron spear and stood up. Untie the twine on the doorknob and push the door outward, and the zombie body outside the door stopped the door.

Zhang Xiaoqiang used iron spear to push the body outward before going outside. He looked around and lay 7 dead bodies in the corridor outside the door. He could hardly find the place of his feet. The zombie, which was killed five days ago, fell back to his feet, and the entire head was hammered by him. The rotten, black blood stained yellow brain flew everywhere.

Zhang Xiaoqiang dare not look at it anymore, fearing that he will spit it out if he takes a closer look.

He stood creeping on the pile of corpses, and the corpse smelled so strong that he couldn't resist even the scarves sprinkled with toilet water.

Zhang Xiaoqiang found the pot cover shield that was left five days ago, and he always had more confidence in his hand. Although he could not prevent the knife and gun, he could block the claws of zombie.

He opened the steel door to the door, there was no light in the room, and the black hole made him cool. He walked into the living room opposite with care. The white floor was covered with dark light and reflected his dark reflection, which made him feel a bit cold.

Zhang Xiaoqiang found the power switch of the living room and turned on the ceiling light of the living room. He felt comfortable in the light.

His goal is the kitchen. He dare not go to the other bedrooms. In case of zombie being scratched, he will lose a lot.

Carefully approaching the kitchen, it’s always a bit uncomfortable to find things in other people’s homes. I haven’t done burglary in my first half of my life. When Doomsday came to let Zhang Xiaoqiang do a thief.

Without making a sound on your feet, slowly approach the kitchen.

"@#￥%".

Zhang Xiaoqiang heard something scratching the door of the kitchen, he felt a tight heart, and he was really afraid of what came! God can't let him settle down?

"Fuck".

Zhang Xiaoqiang scolded, holding the pot cover firmly in front of him, holding the gun body with the three fingers of his right hand, holding the door handle with his thumb and forefinger, and turning gently to pull again.

"Shoot" look

A black shadow emerged from the kitchen. Zhang Xiaoqiang held a shield in front of his left hand and raised iron spear with his right hand. He pointed to Black Shadow and launched an attack at any time.

A closer look at the fat cat that turned out to be the neighbor’s house. The mottled fat cat looked at him and ran out of the door.

The cat scared his heart.

"Meeting cats is better than meeting zombie". Zhang Xiaoqiang self-explained and walked into the kitchen,

In 20 days, no one had cleaned the imitation mahogany dining table in the kitchen. A thin layer of dust fell, and only a few plum-like cat claw marks were scattered on the table.

The Zhang Xiaoqiang opened the refrigerator, and the vegetables in it were not fresh for a long time. He didn’t want to put them in his pocket. The upper vegetables and eggs and the lower frozen fish and pork were swept away by him in the kitchen. After finding half a barrel of rice, a jar of pickles, a bag of sugar and some other seasonings, Zhang Xiaoqiang moved to the house twice before sweeping the kitchen.

When I looked at the food in the living room, I almost felt something. I remembered that there was a tobacco and wine cabinet in the corner next to the TV in the living room. Zhang Xiaoqiang hurriedly brought the tobacco and alcohol back.

Looking at the corpse outside the door, it’s too stinky to have to find a way to throw it away. Zhang Xiaoqiang went out to find the place where the body was thrown, and saw that the small vegetable garden in the center of the platform still has more than 30 Chinese cabbages. Now he can be asked for anything at any time. The desperate scene five days ago is still like yesterday.

"Hey!!! This **** virus, this **** world."

After the doomsday, he always has a lot of exclamations.

Cabbage won't run away with long legs. He doesn't care anymore. Go to the stairs of the platform to see what happened to the zombie he kicked downstairs. He was always very careful when going out after being attacked by the zombie of the door family. Slowly walked up to the stairs and looked down. A broken leg zombie was crawling on the floor downstairs, and the clothes on the body were hung on the pudding that was grinded to a rag. Suddenly it smelled Zhang Xiaoqiang and crawled towards him.

Zhang Xiaoqiang squatted on the platform and watched it slowly crawling up from the bottom, smelling a fresh human touch, its mouth wide open with fangs in excitement, and its claws scratched on the concrete steps Dao imprints.

A triangular spear pierced into the brain from the bridge of its nose, the spear was drawn from left to right, the zombie stopped, and a black cup-sized hole in the face was black blood flowing out ~IndoMTL.com~Zhang Xiaoqiang is getting used to killing zombie more and more, just like he was squatting in the corner to kill ants when he was young, there is no excitement, no fear, only a face of indifference, he knows more than 6 billion zombie in the world. It can't be killed, so he only needs to kill those who threaten him.

There is a garden beneath the stairs. The climate in January made the garden plants a little more bleak. There are few vines Old Ye more than 20 years old. The lawn also turns yellow. It is made of three cement prefabricated panels The gazebo, a recreational area for elderly in the surrounding seven buildings, is usually popular. There are now more than thirty zombie rovers in the garden, the nearest one is more than forty meters away from him. Seeing it has not responded so far, let him know that the safety distance from zombie is at least forty meters.

There is a kiosk downstairs. He usually sells some tobacco and alcoholic non-staple food, and also sells rice and eggs. Now he dare not look for food. He has to go through more than 30 zombie!

There is a garbage entrance on the platform on the second floor. Usually the garbage in the two buildings is poured from here. Zhang Xiaoqiang threw seven bodies into it. Tired of sweating! It was finally solved, he didn't care anymore on the steps of the stairs, anyway, he was far away from his door, and it didn't smell him.

Looking at the two families on the opposite side of the platform are still open, I feel a little hesitant. Now the floors of the left and right units must have zombie, and each family has security door, and he can’t pry it open. Thinking of this, he made up his mind to hold the shield and iron spear and walked over there. . . . .

Zhang Xiaoqiang came home and locked security door with a pocket on the side of the door. A full backpack, a bulging snakeskin pocket, this is his harvest on the opposite side of the platform, did not encounter zombie, want to come to kill the six of them is their family, Zhang Xiaoqiang happily dragged two big bags Go to the sofa and prepare to count. Today's harvest.