Apocalypse Cockroach: Three hundred and thirty are them?

"I don’t know who they are or how many people they are. They often catch people here, kill them and eat meat after they catch them, and leave when they’re done, and they don’t catch much. Every time I catch one or two, sometimes they will let go a few more, I was let go once, not many people have guns, every time they come out with a few, others take it With a spear and a dart."

Hearing here, Zhang Xiaoqiang always feels that the group of people is not simple. They have their own goals and plans. They don’t catch much. If they catch too much, they will put the people back. They seem to support the people in this mountainous area. On this barren mountain, if you want to eat meat, come over and kill one, and the other survivors are placed on this ground to let them find food to feed themselves.

"Do you know where they came from?"

"They have a car, and there is a dog who can only find people. We will find it when we hide it, but we will not hide it later. Instead, they like to eat the hidden person · · · · · · ·"

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang took out hemostatic powder and gave it to a team member to give the boy medicine. He walked outside and started to figure out how to find this group of people to kill and how to let them die.

Yang Ke'er, Yuan Yi and Shangguan Qiaoyun both got off the car. Three players with rifles were on alert in the distance. The truck driver handed a kettle to the boy sitting on the road holding a compressed cookie and eating it. The boy choked his eyes on the dried compressed biscuits. He took the kettle and unscrewed the lid and handed it to the middle-aged woman sitting next to him under the quilt.

The woman was also choked with straight eyes, took the kettle and swallowed it, and then handed it to the boy next to him, the boy was as skinny as the boy, and the woman was sick, and I didn’t know how they survived. of.

The boy wanted to return the kettle to the driver. The driver didn’t want to give it to the boy. When the boy turned around, the words of Zhang Xiaoqiang reached his ears.

"Want to be a soldier?"

The boy was a little overwhelmed. He turned to look at his mother, but the driver on the side was anxious for him. Now the entire base knows that he has only one chance to be a soldier. If he misses this opportunity, the boy I want to be a soldier only in my next life.

"I don’t know how to feed two people in vain. Your mother is sick and can’t work. You have to feed two people by yourself. Your mother needs to earn the medicine. You can only feed your mother as a soldier. Treat him."

The older driver finally couldn’t help but say it. He also liked a pure filial boy. When he saw the boy looking at him, he continued:

"Even if you die, it will be considered a martyr, the base will raise your mother in the second half of her life · · · · · · · · · ·"

"I am · · ·, if I treat my mother, I will do · · · · · · even if I want to kill me"

Seeing the boy’s perseverance, the middle-aged driver smiled, and then he smiled and looked at the boy and said, "You must remember that the outside world is either you killing or someone killing you, it’s time to start. Never be soft, your mother wants to eat meat, you need to use good medicine, you have to grab it, you know, · · · · ·"

Looking at the middle-aged driver instigating a pure child to kill, Zhang Xiaoqiang is a little speechless, the driver is right, the population of Zhang Xiaoqiang is almost all robbed, and there are many people he killed Outsiders, as well as deserters and fighters in the base, are now this world.

With a familiar guide, Zhang Xiaoqiang’s small convoys have successively found more than 20 people. These people are old residents on this side. When they looked for it, they did not find that anyone had eaten human flesh. Zhang Xiaoqiang brought Walk them back.

The bumpy dirt road is still the monotonous stone mountain. Although you are already familiar with the road, you can go back more slowly than when you came. The big truck behind is full of people. Even the warrior military vehicle was full of people, and the vehicle was afraid of turning too fast, so it would have to drive away from the mountain.

To save space, Yang Ke'er sitting on the thighs of Zhang Xiaoqiang kept complaining to Zhang Xiaoqiang. Today, except for a sleep, she was bumped by the car. It didn’t mean anything. All the complaints except finding Zhang Xiaoqiang Who else can I say?

With Yankell’s complaint, the small village at the mouth of the gorge appeared in the sight of Zhang Xiaoqiang, and the hours of fatigue finally came to an end.

"Elder Brother Cockroach, count the people you brought back. We got more than 400 people today, including 17 or 18 children, aged from 3 to 12 years old, but all changed hungry. Shape, pitiful."

Zhang Huai'an stood beside Zhang Xiaoqiang and reported to Zhang Xiaoqiang, while Zhang Xiaoqiang watched hundreds of ragged men and women sitting silently on the ground looking at the cauldron in the distance.

"By the way, the players who went out today encountered one thing · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·"

Today, all the teams except Zhang Xiaoqiang have gained a lot. Some of the survivors on both sides of the road were led out by the trumpeted military vehicles. The members of the military vehicles recorded the number of survivors and gave a A little bit of food continued to shrink forward. On the way to Susu, two small convoys detoured together. They simply went on and searched together.

As a result, they saw how two groups of people were exchanging in a field of farmland. When they saw the military vehicles, they fled and fled. The strange behavior of the survivors caught the attention of the team members. Outspoken, none of these people escaped after a few shots.

The team members asked some prisoners~IndoMTL.com~ But no one dared to say that the Zhang Xiaoqiang team members are not the People’s Liberation Army. Some people can’t bear to fight and say everything. · · · · · ·

More than forty men and women squatted with their heads in a corner. Around each corner was a heavy machine gun. The thick · black muzzle pointed at them. The smell of porridge spread to these people in the distance. Around them, some people looked up and sniffed the scent in the air, sniffing and sniffing a few people who wanted to stand up.

"tǎ tǎ tǎ Tower · · · · · · · · · · ·" a heavy machine gun bullet chiseled a row of uniform eye-catching on the brick wall beside these people, these people were hit on the face by the fragments of the wall brick splash, covering their face and fell Falling on the ground, howling, those who raised their heads and smelled the scent buried their heads lower, and some of the more daring squatted on the ground, scaring their urine.

"It's them?" Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at these people standing on the side of a machine gun with a serious face and looked at the people squatting on the ground. There was no blame for the players shooting.

"Yes, it's them. We didn't know how to deal with it and we all caught it back."

Zhang Huai'an glanced at the dozens of men and women and gave a spit on the ground beside him. Apparently these people made him look down on him.

"Find me their parents, I want to ask if their heart is really a stone."

Two cowering women and a faceless man stood in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"Is there another one? Isn’t it four?"

"This, Elder Brother Cockroach is like this, I asked, and one of the parents is dead, but the same village is not easy to start, this time I am going to change it together."

Zhang Xiaoqiang waved his hands and looked at the three people in front of him. These people are not very old, and the oldest is less than thirty. Women in the countryside are married very early, and it is not surprising that they have children of seven or eight years old.