Apocalypse Cockroach: Four hundred and seventy-eight grain truck two/five more

After coming out of the doctor’s tent, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw countless thick smoke slowly rising from above gathering place. The dense thick smoke blocked the sky to form an iron curtain, and saw the sky twisting and unpredictable smoke, Zhang Xiaoqiang Know, the last resort has begun.

There are not too many people in the camp. The doctor and a few left-behind logistics took two big trucks to leave. Zhang Xiaoqiang was about to follow behind, but there was a figure in the corner of his eyes. Seeing that figure, Zhang Xiaoqiang had to make meow. Go take the man to the car.

Obviously, Miao Miao was very willing to do this. She got off the bus and ran to the man, took her hand to the car, Xu Mengzhu saw Zhang Xiaoqiang and kept her head down, some guilty conscience, Zhang Xiaoqiang was too lazy to control Xu Mengzhu What they were thinking about, when they left the camp, the camp where gathering place paid countless supplies and effort was completely abandoned. Only the thick wall and the dense fortifications in front of the wall were pulled away in the rearview mirror.

After Zhang Xiaoqiang left, Huang Quan gathered all the fighting power and retreated to bridgehead, where they rebuilt new fortifications. At this point, no one expected the fortifications they dug to work. How it works, no ammunition, heavy casualties, retreating people are still congested in bridgehead, if the flame can not block zombie, they will have to kill all those who are going to cross the bridge before retreating to the other side.

Zhang Xiaoqiang reached bridgehead, this is their last foothold in gathering place, as long as zombie passes through the sea of ​​fire, they will have nowhere to escape.

The last boat on the riverside dock was waiting for the doctors to arrive. Uncle Yun saw the taro, shouted, and ran over and pulled him directly onto the boat. He was still glad:

"It’s still Elder Brother Cockroach, let’s take care of the old party secretary’s security work. Borrowing his light, we don’t have to go there desperately. The dead people are gone these days, and the old brothers who came out with us are all dead. After three, it’s still good for us. There is a boat to do it. When you go to Huxin Island, you can’t get through any zombie......"

Uncle Yun was nagging and pulling the taro on the deck to wait for the boat to sail, and the taro looked at the thick smoke in the distance without a word. Beside him, there was a dense body of corpses covered with various sheets These were all squadron soldiers who had just died in battle. From the temporary deputy squadron to the soldiers, all of them were killed. One of the steel coffins contained the dead deputy squadron. There were three steel coffins. Fellow fellow soldiers.

"Don’t look at the corpses. When they arrive on the island, they will be buried. The old team will send them to the Osmanthus Mountain of the hot spring base. Maybe we will be buried there in the future. It’s still a good team member... ."

Far away from danger, without the burden of trekking on the land, Uncle Yun looks good with everything. The most important thing is that the woman he is looking for is also on the island. 'S mother-in-law went to the legendary hot spring base. For Uncle Yun, happiness is like that.

Doctors and others don’t care to take the corpse boat. They get on the boat and enter the ship’s structure. Afterwards, some logistics personnel picking up things come up. When they are all seated, the big boat slowly leaves the empty one. pier.

Looking at the dock farther and farther away from the ship, Taro stood up suddenly. The equipment kettle on Zhen's body whistled. Uncle Yun was about to ask. Taro bent down and reached out to uncover Yun Shu. Uncle Yun was shocked by Taro, and the three clips on his body fell into the hands of Taro. Taro put the clips in his pocket, and Uncle Chong Yun with a firm eyes said:

"Uncle Yun, have a good time with Aunt Yun..."

"thump..."

Taro jumped into the water and swam to the dockside on the shore. Uncle Yun jumped up in a shock, trying to rush down to chase the taro, but was caught by several people around him.

"Taro, taro, you come back to me, there are not more than you, more than one..."

Taro didn’t look back, just swam to the shore. The taro was young. He went to the shore three or two times. He turned back and waved to the big ship. He took off his rifle and ran to bridgehead. Call until the big ship enters the big lake...

The raging flames will block most of zombie, but can’t block all zombie, cleverly digging pits, relying on favorable terrain, can block the front zombie, but can’t block the entire gathering place, lakeside camp is the former gathering place In the corner of zombie to gathering place, it is necessary to traverse the entire gathering place to reach lakeside camp. The road of lakeside camp is connected to bridgehead. The original setting was zombie to lakeside camp. When detouring from lakeside camp, it is almost the same It was already in the late period of retreat and there were continuous changes. When zombie bypassed the sea of ​​fire and appeared not far from bridgehead, the poor had not completely withdrawn.

The iron bridge has long been transformed from a bridge of life to a bridge of death. Countless lives are buried in the torrent under the bridge. The guardrails on both sides of the bridge were pulled off, countless people fell from the bridge, and the body under the bridge was dead Tired, countless corpses piled on the previously damaged concrete bridge. Some people did not die for a while, groaning beneath, and even some people were unharmed, but they no longer have the ability to climb through the sky and return to the shore.

The appearance of zombie just now was a signal that caused many people to die in rush to cross the bridge. When the flames ignited, other talents were a little calmer, but when zombie came from the camp, most people fell into madness again. A new round of rushing began, more people were squeezed off the bridge deck.

Li Zhi across the bridge is numb and too lazy to maintain order. He is waiting for Zhang Xiaoqiang to give him a signal. Once Zhang Xiaoqiang decides to evacuate the whole team, he will clean the bridge with a machine gun and connect Zhang Xiaoqiang with his soldiers. As for How many people will die, he does not care.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is organizing soldiers to fight against the zombie with cold weapons. The people crossing the bridge are still squeezing. The hapless eggs falling off the bridge are endless. Li Zhi has waited for a long time. When he wondered, the intercom finally had a voice.

"If the squadron leader Li Zhi receives a call back, and the squadron leader Li Zhi receives a call back~IndoMTL.com~ I am Li Zhi, I am Li Zhi......"

The news is from the logistics vehicle in front. The logistics vehicle they are guarding is under siege. As a last resort, they call the back support and hear that there is a problem with the logistics vehicle. Li Zhi is almost scared to death. That’s the lifeline of 100,000 people .

Li Zhi immediately took four assault vehicles and rushed to a place ten kilometers away. It was a small village and the first stopover point for the evacuation team. Thirty food supplies vehicles were there to distribute survivors with food. When Li Zhi passed, there were tens of thousands of people clamoring around the team. Seeing that there was no hands over there, Li Zhi calmed down a little.

Four vehicles rushed into the crowd. When the crowd evaded, they came to the food truck. The vehicle was full of logistics personnel. The one by one held a burning flask to confront the crowd below. If it was not for the logistics personnel to burn grain, I'm afraid someone has already rushed up*.

"Li Zhi squadron leader, you can come, it is them, we saved them, they also want to grab our food to go elsewhere..."

The person in charge here reported to Li Zhi. Li Zhi narrowed his eyes and his eyes flickered. After listening to the report, Li Zhi looked at the poor people who surrounded them.

There are men and women among the poor, and men make up the majority. Many of them have steel rods in their hands. If Li Zhi comes one step further, maybe these people have already started looting.

These people are mostly numb. Their empty eyes stare at the sacks piled up high on the food truck. Many people’s eyes flash with greed, hiding behind others, and slowly moving like this. More people whispered and whispered below, noisy waves like the wings of countless flies buzzing.

"Bub..."

Li Zhi raised his rifle and shot three bursts into the sky, suppressing the sound below, for a while, everyone shut up and waited for the man with the gun to speak.