Apocalypse Cockroach: Two hundred and forty-six ready for rescue

A domestic prince motorcycle with gray dust in the compartment on the first floor was launched. The rear door of the main building was opened. Under the cover of 20 rifles on the top of the building, San Zi took someone to put the mine explosives behind the building. Wall foot.

"Boom · · · · · · · · · · · ·" a blast of dust, countless broken bricks knocked on steel door "Dangdang" sounded, the door opened, the two big men carried two doors to the collapsed wall, Paved the door to the broken bricks, and when they had just rushed into the building, a flaming car shadow rushed out of the door and pressed against the door panel that lay on the ruins and rushed out of the surrounding wall.

It takes three hours to go back and forth from the base to the coal yard. One and a half hours after the reporter arrived at the base, Zhang Xiaoqiang took 160 combat team members to a small mound two kilometers away from the coal yard.

The shooting sound of rifles and heavy machine guns came and went from the coal yard. The sea of ​​corpses that spread like the ocean has not yet poured into the coal yard. Looking at the corpse tide of the coal yard less than one kilometer, Zhang Xiaoqiang hesitated .

zombie is still half an hour away from the coal yard, but can he evacuate dozens of S2 in the coal yard and take hundreds of people to retreat in half an hour? The answer is impossible. Zhang Xiaoqiang knows the power of S2. Ordinary players have no power to fight S2. The coal yard is full of more than one hundred vehicles, which causes complicated terrain and narrow shooting sight. S2 is a stick like to sneak attack. Sap guy.

Think of the sixty old players and one hundred new players behind them, who were drilled by S2 from behind, overhead, and legs into their queue for massacre in the complex terrain formed by the interlocking coal yard vehicles. Zhang Xiaoqiang dismissed this silly absurd idea.

"Order that the Type 92 artillery group shelled zombie at two kilometers from the corpse, preventing them from approaching the coal yard."

After speaking Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted loudly: "Zhang Huai'an!"

"Yes!" No Zhang Huai'an with a hippie smile on his face stood up seriously on weekdays. He looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with a serious look that he had never had before. This time, in the face of such a corpse wave, Zhang Huai'an broke out again. , He can't wait for his new task.

"You take over fifty infantry to cover the infantry artillery, then give you three machine gun groups and two mortar groups, you don’t need to kill as many zombie, but you must ensure the safety of the two cannons, remember To keep the infantry artillery at a distance of two kilometers from the corpse."

"Yes, even if I die, I won't lose any artillery." After talking about Zhang Huai'an, I would choose the team and the infantry artillery team to arrange positions.

Looking at the large truck with the ammunition carried by the 92nd artillery heading towards the right side of the body of the dead body, Zhang Huai'an took his temporary men and sat down the road in front of the road, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned to look at He Wenbin in a military uniform.

Since the broken arm, He Wenbin, who was originally free and cheerful, has changed. He has become more calm, not as sharp as before, very restrained. It is not the wood before Old Ren Shi, but an unfathomable feeling. He can handle the affairs of the base size without dripping water, and how comfortable the Zhang Xiaoqiang can be. He Wenbin's help has 80% credit.

Except for the old man on the base’s original chicken farm, the people who joined later did not know He Wenbin’s previous character. In their eyes, this man with a gloomy face and a thriving man is second only to Zhang Xiaoqiang. He has the punishment. Dealing with people who make mistakes is not soft-hearted, whether it is a strong man or a weak woman, he is treated equally.

In his eyes, there is no humanity, no extrajudicial feelings, even if the old man in the chicken farm made a mistake, he will be punished. If Zhang Xiaoqiang does not have the habit of feeding people to zombie, maybe the Zhang Xiaoqiang ratio may not be a matter of care. He Wenbin was more sympathetic.

Today's He Wenbin is completely different from He Wenbin who was so gloomy in the past. The military uniform on his body is neatly ironed, the arm belt on the waist is shiny, and it is hanging in the holster on the arm belt. The handle of the Type 92 pistol appeared murderous aura heavily exposed.

A low-faced He Wenbin looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with red light, he was excited, excited for the coming fight, he was a natural restless guy by nature, if he was not the old man’s final advice, he would not follow the Tao When he came out and washed, he was injured and thought he still owed a life to Zhang Xiaoqiang, so he learned to do trivial chores according to his nature.

Now, when he finally returns to the battlefield, he looks at Zhang Xiaoqiang with his eyes glaringly waiting for his task.

"You are harassing zombie with the remaining people on the periphery, giving them as much damage as possible, pay attention to keep in touch with Zhang Huai'an, the police intercom must be kept clear, and not be hit by your own shells to · · · · · · · · · · · · ·"

Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped and thought for a while and continued, "Don’t think about sniping~IndoMTL.com~ You can’t stand on the spot and wait for zombie to pounce, you have to move and fight, keep your distance from zombie as much as possible, and help me fight for it Time can’t be too risky, don’t stop if we don’t come out.”

After talking about Zhang Xiaoqiang, he looked at the sea of ​​zombie moving slowly in the distance.

He Wenbin nodded and said yes, then he looked up at Zhang Xiaoqiang and said, "Elder Brother Cockroach is going to the coal yard in person?"

After speaking, he looked at Yang Ke'er, Shangguan Qiaoyun, and Guo Fei standing next to Zhang Xiaoqiang. Today’s Yang Ke'er abandoned the beloved spiked club. She replaced the large dogleg machete and composite steel shield used by Yuan Yi. Covered with a piece of black skin, this is the thick skin of a porcupine mouse, which was simply nitrated by Wang Le and fixed to the shield with rivets.

Yang Ke'er with a new weapon is quite reluctant, but under the threat of Zhang Xiaoqiang, she gave up her spiked club, she knew that she had not waited for her stick to sway, something slippery like a mouse Will run to the side, so that I can not see the hit.

Shangguan Qiaoyun scattered her Laura braids behind her head, leaving bangs in front, looking at a mature and natural charm, with messy hair strands hanging on both sides of her cheeks, and a silky woman in the sweet Taste, plus the sniper step behind her, M1911A1 at the waist, there is a kind of seductive combination of pure beauty and wildness.

As for Guo Fei? Still the old look of anxiety to die, when he saw the corpse sea composed of countless zombie, his eyes began to shine, the long knife with the pestle on the ground shook up and down with him, and the tip of the knife was chiseled on the solid ground Out of the one by one small pit.

Looking at the few people around Zhang Xiaoqiang, He Wenbin couldn’t believe it. San Zi was surrounded by dozens of S2s with 20 players holding five or six submachine guns, or was surrounded by dozens of S2. Where did Zhang Xiaoqiang come from? Self-confidence?