Apocalypse Cockroach: Two hundred and seventy life and death together

The night faded away. The breeze in the morning moved Zhang Xiaoqiang’s cheeks, waking him from a light sleep. He saw Yang Ke'er and Shangguan Qiaoyun lying beside him, and farther away were the players who were fighting until midnight and slept On the mud floor, he sat up from the tarpaulin on the ground and shook his aching neck, turning his head to look at the two players standing on the edge of the cliff and alerting to the distance.

At the moment, the hills are covered with a faint mist. In addition to the strong smell of smoky smoke in the air, there is also the unique body odor of zombie. Fortunately, humans of Doomsday are already used to this smell. It's not strange.

The mist in the early morning was not dense, especially in Zhang Xiaoqiang’s eyes, the mist did not block his sharp vision, and he clearly saw the tragic phenomenon after the explosive explosion last night.

The shape of the entire hill was completely changed. The mountain towards zombie has collapsed by half, forming a huge gentle slope. On the gentle slope, the yellow mud and the boulders stained with mud are just exposed outside, close to the ground In the thin soil, a claw or calf that was painted yellow by the soil stretched out, and their owner could not move in the soil. These were zombie buried last night.

There was no left machine gun nest at the front of the mountain. A large **** was not far from the ground where everyone was sleeping. A big **** was exposed in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang walked slowly over there, leather shoes crunching on the grounded shell Loudly, from time to time, you can see the shallow buried ammunition box exposing a corner forming a sharp corner of one by one on the ground.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stood on the big **** and looked at the deep big cracks below. His heart was frightened, and his personal strength was too small under the overturn of the earth. Thinking of shaking the mountain last night, Zhang Xiaoqiang finally realized that the world is natural. How powerful is it.

A Maxim heavy machine gun bullet chain lies quietly in the center of the slope. The 6.4-meter-long canvas chain is covered with machine gun bullets. The original white chain has been dyed yellow-black between yellow and black There is a lot of brown, and Zhang Xiaoqiang's sharp eyes can see many bullets also stained with brown spots.

Unconsciously, Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly walked down to pick up this abandoned bullet chain, looking at the bullet chain in his hand, Zhang Xiaoqiang remembered Sister Cao who wanted to commit suicide last night, when she seemed to be lying now The bullet chain in his hand was picked up from the ground and carried on his back.

Thinking of this woman who hasn’t seen it since midnight, Zhang Xiaoqiang found something wrong. He carefully looked at the clues around him. Finally, Zhang Xiaoqiang found a slippage down the slope, beside the slippage There were scratches on his fingers, and he walked slowly down the slippery track, the beak horn in his hand was constantly inserted into the ground to fix his shape.

The boulder that was halfway up the mountain appeared in the eyes of Zhang Xiaoqiang. One side of the boulder was covered with blood. After such a long period of time, the blood stained on the stone had turned into dark brown. In the corner, the body of machine gunner was stuck in the middle, and the body of a broken Maxine machine gun was lying beside the body.

Zhang Xiaoqiang saw a sigh and sighed in his heart. It was an old team member. After Zhang Xiaoqiang, he experienced almost all large-scale battles. Unexpectedly, this young machine gunner died here. He slowly walked down, hoping to be able to Get the body of machine gunner, the soldier should be buried in the head of Osmanthus Mountain.

A white hairpin plastic hairpin was inserted obliquely in the soft soil. When he saw the hairpin Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped, he recognized the hairpin, which was originally worn on the head of the vice machine gunner. Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't know what the deputy machine gunner is called. He only knows that this woman is the captain of the detachment he personally pulled out, and is the first female captain.

The hairpin is lying on Zhang Xiaoqiang’s big hand mixed with smoke and mud. He looks around, hoping to find the vice machine gunner, and finally he finds the light red on the corner of the boulder · · · · · · · · · · · · ·

Four bodies were lying on the open ground. All the combat team members and the worker cooks stood aside. They were quietly watching their comrades on the ground. Many people were crying silently. They were the old team members. Comrades have now turned into cold, stiff corpses. They are very uncomfortable. After all, fighting for such a long time, people will have feelings.

Two women in military uniforms are crying, they are crying for Sister Cao. They are crying while wiping the blood and smoke from Sister Cao’s face with a wet towel. They are good sisters, very good Good sisters, they comforted each other in the desperate grain store together, were selected into the machine gun group together, and became official combat members together. Now Sister Cao leaves them, how can they not be sad or cry.

"He Wenbin · · · · · · · · · · · ·" Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted.

"Yes, what is the command · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·"

"Return the remains of the four soldiers to the base~IndoMTL.com~ ready for the ceremony and wait for us to return."

Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at machine gunner and Sister Cao lying next to each other. He pointed at the bodies of the two and said, "Buy them together and let Wang Le make a bite to hold the two. Coffin, they are willing to die together with life and death, let's let them stay together forever · · · · · · · · · ·"

Zhang Xiaoqiang was sitting on the bumpy off-road vehicle mountain towards the coal yard. Now it has been eight hours since zombie retreat. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not take the tired team member to the base to rest for the rest of the night. Behind those zombie.

In the morning, you can clearly see the dead zombie piled up as a corpse pile. On the pavement between the two hills, five a meter in height piles of zombie corpses crushed by bullets died on the south side of the abandoned car. The burned pieces are also one by one. Looking at the zombie body that has been turned into a person, Zhang Xiaoqiang has a feeling of coming to hell.

Finally, I made a rough calculation. The zombie that died here last night has reached more than 40,000, and the zombie buried in Zhang Xiaoqiang has reached more than half, plus more than 10,000 dead in the midline. He Wenbin's other thing is not more than 40,000 on the side?

Although the sea of ​​zombie yesterday was vast, Zhang Xiaoqiang believes that zombie has been hit hard. Otherwise, according to the habit of zombie, as long as they are not dead, they will rush up.

For this reason, Zhang Xiaoqiang decided to pursue the retreating zombie. He would pull out the black hand hidden behind the scenes, or wait for them to sway outside, and a larger body wave than yesterday will be formed. The Chinese population is really Too much, Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't want to wait for the corpse to turn over several times before coming back to find yourself in trouble.

The big truck piled up the sand of the truck on the gentle **** formed by the zombie fragments. After the truck pressed out a passable dirt road, Zhang Xiaoqiang took his man and chased him in the car.