Apocalypse Cockroach: Four hundred and twelve Old Beard
Zhang Xiaoqiang lay contentedly in a sea of canned food. On his side was a dozen canned boxes. After eating a long-lost Chinese dish, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt warm all over the body. He didn’t want to move after a while. He climbed up in the middle of the can and continued to sway in the middle of the supermarket. Then he was shocked to find that nearly half of the goods here came from China, ranging from outdoor tents, suitcases, bicycles, mattresses, bedding, to clothes. , Footwear, towels, lighters, watches, nail clippers, all have labels made in China.
Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang shook his head involuntarily. At home, Chinese people like to use foreign goods. When they go to foreign countries, people like to use Chinese goods. Is this what blooms inside the wall and smells outside the wall?
After a short walk, Zhang Xiaoqiang arrived at the outdoor supplies area, where all kinds of outdoor supplies are available, jackets, fleece jackets, backpacks, waist bags, climbing ropes, backpack accessories, tents, sleeping bags, moisture-proof pads, inflatable floor mats, picnics Supplies, kettles, water purifiers, lighting fixtures, binoculars, etc. will dazzle Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Without saying a word, he untied his belt, took off his military uniform and the Leather Armor inside, and replaced the innermost wet underwear with ready-made high-quality underwear. Then he began to choose equipment for himself.
A slim-fitting leather jacket with a military uniform was put on the outermost. I tried to move a little. There was no sense of burden, so he nodded tiredly and nodded. When he put on this thing, he was not afraid of the cold wind outside.
He then found a large-capacity backpack for himself, fitted with new socks, moisture-proof insoles, a compass, an electronic map on the palm, portable camping lights, strong flashlights, props, sleeping bags, ignition supplies, etc.
Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn’t know that the quality of these things is still bad. He only recognizes one thing and only takes the highest priced items. Others, even if they look good, are ignored. Only the expensive ones are chosen, not the right ones.
After a lap, Zhang Xiaoqiang's backpack was only loaded with a third, then Zhang Xiaoqiang began to load food, and the canned food was scattered in bulk for twenty listens. Loose and dry goods. When the bags are full, Zhang Xiaoqiang climbs upstairs with a 50-kilogram backpack.
There is only one storey in the supermarket. The huge ceiling is a diamond-shaped structure made of steel frames. On the far side, there is a maintenance ladder that leads all the way up. The purpose of Zhang Xiaoqiang is to go up to the roof and find yourself a goal.
Originally, Zhang Xiaoqiang planned to find a place to get some food first, and then collect some supplies to get a Motorboat assault boat or something to go to sea. The coast floats to China. As far as he is concerned, he first guarantees that he will not get lost before he can think of other things. .
Wait until Zhang Xiaoqiang climbed to the wide roof, his sight was bright, and the next second he was dazzled by the solar panels on the building in the distance, and then he saw several Old Beard in poor clothes.
In order to prevent him from being hallucinated by swaying eyes, Zhang Xiaoqiang rubbed his eyes vigorously and took out his sunglasses from the small pouch on the edge of the backpack to put on. There is a botanical garden like a virgin forest in the middle of the distance. In the middle of the jungle, there are various buildings enveloped by vegetation. In the main building at the center, several big foreigners are looking at him with binoculars, all in one action. Looking at this side with a big mouth froze...
"That's the Chinese kid, his life is so big, now his feet should be full of demons?"
"Look, he changed his clothes, what a good leather coat, if it is warm to wear on me, and the big bag on his back, I bet it is all the most expensive vodka, all Yes..."
"I said that he should not be able to escape, filling himself with hundreds of zombie, and getting so many supplies, is a good man, or let him join us, usually let him go out to find Materials, let the lady of Karina fascinate him..."
Three Old Beards talked about their opinions, the oldest Old Beard put down binoculars, turned his head and said to them:
“It’s easy for him to run away. The kid took the rope and it was easy to go down to the ground and retract the sewer that he came out of. You said, how do you let him come over, how do you let him believe us?”
Old Beard leaves everyone else speechless. In this city, there are a lot of survivors like them. They use various methods to live stubbornly in this city, just like a group of mice, living the East every day. Hidden life in Tibet, here, there is no nationality, no country, no gender, some only naked interests, you are useful, you can get supplies, you will be welcomed, if it is useless, sorry, no breadcrumbs can not Give you.
"Shall I pull Karina up and let her undress to seduce him..."
The youngest Old Beard shouted, and then slapped it on the back of the head, and a Old Beard shouted beside him:
"Aren’t people afraid of being able to do the ladies? Only a useless coward like you thinks about these things every day..."
Several people disputed, but the oldest Old Beard put down binoculars and waved his hands at Zhang Xiaoqiang, with a smile on his face, and whispered:
"Don't be noisy, who of you can speak Chinese?"
Several Old Beard staged a farce on the roof, and Zhang Xiaoqiang on the distant roof doubtfully grabbed the helmet. This reminded him that he had never removed it. No wonder he felt something was wrong when diving. The black hair was exposed to sunlight.
Then Zhang Xiaoqiang put down the backpack and lay lazily on the warm roof to enjoy the sun, leaving several Old Beards in the distance dumbfounded and lying down uninterestingly, and then took a bottle of champagne from the backpack and broke the bottle. A burst of bubbles suddenly appeared in the sky. Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly tasted this slightly sweet sparkling wine, but only felt a bit more alcoholic than soda.
At the moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang is not in a hurry, anyway, he is in a strange city, even if he spends the night here, he is guessing the intention of those Old Beard, Zhang Xiaoqiang is not afraid of strangers, but if those people are not Chinese, Zhang Xiaoqiang also He didn't want to contact them, let alone talk about whether he could communicate, and he didn't want to kill people because they weren't pleasing to the eye.
Two years of Doomsday career in Zhang Xiaoqiang made him tired of killing. The so-called justice is just a kind of memory of his pre-Doomsday, or nostalgia for the previous order life, until he survived hundreds of thousands After opening up living space and taking responsibility for the development of several cities, he also understood that in Doomsday, as long as he is strong, he is the law, he is the sky, and his words are the basis of all morality.
After trying to understand, Zhang Xiaoqiang will not offend him, or people around him, will usually kill people by hand, even those who eat people are caught ~IndoMTL.com~ is also a habit, let the following troops be executed He didn’t even bother to feed zombie.
So, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn’t want to kill any more people, nor did he want to contact these foreigners. For him, returning to China, returning to the hot spring base, taking on his own responsibilities again, and finally bringing together the foundations on both sides, was what he had to do. of.
I want to understand that Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn’t care what those people think, just enjoy the warm sunshine in the morning, taste a little better than soda, mark the PREMIERCRU champagne, think about its price, think about the numbers There are several zeros.
"What is he doing? Is he taking vodka? I’m going crazy, I’m jealous crazy, how many years have I not smelled of alcohol, no, no, you guys, hold on, use the rope Bound to me, beat my face, let me wake up, otherwise I will... hey Kya!!!"
The oldest Old Beard hit the screaming guy with his fist, let him stop nagging with pain, and then he frowned with a headache, and said helplessly: "Guslav, I remember In the winter of a few years ago, you were drunk and slept in the snow. If your brother had finished drinking at night and came home to recognize you, you are now dead. You have vowed that you will not drink in this life. What's your nerve now?"
Guslav holding his head howling looked up and hit his Old Beard, squatted holding his head, and said:
"I used to not drink, that’s because I didn’t want to die, now I want to drink, but I don’t know why I want to live. I eat moldy bread every day and drink cold cold water. I don’t even know. Is it necessary to survive?
Ingres, you are our head, and we have lived to this day, I am grateful to you, but I really don’t know, how long will it take us to have such a day, no barbecue, no vegetables, no seasoning, no... hope. "