Apocalypse Cockroach: Twenty-nine were attacked by night

"Really give me?" Yang Ke'er is happily playing with sniper crossbow, some can't believe it, just clumsy and will not operate.

"You are not right, it should be..." Zhang Xiaoqiang taught her how to string and load steel **** and crossbows.

The "KA" Yang Ke'er was crossed with a good crossbow and aimed at four times. Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at the first zombie killed by Yang Ke'er. To be honest, the zombie was very pitiful. The biggest key head was that the skin was not broken Head down waist, up, there is no one complete bone, all smashed by Yang Ke'er, even worse than the ancient Ling.

"Uncle!! Will you still leave me and run away?" Yang Ke'er asked casually, but sniper crossbow in his hand occasionally glanced at Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"Guru!" Zhang Xiaoqiang swallowed nervously. Looking at the sharp arrows of the crossbow arrows, the calves tremble slightly.

"This..." Zhang Xiaoqiang has a dry throat.

"Huh?????" Yang Ke'er was a little puzzled.

"As long as you can keep training and have the courage to face zombie alone, I will definitely not drop you." Zhang Xiaoqiang said solemnly, only slightly sweating on his forehead.

"Well, I will continue to work hard" Yang Ke'er smiled very happy.

"Hoo" Zhang Xiaoqiang exhaled.

After a short break, the two went on the road again. Zhang Xiaoqiang rode on a bicycle and Yang Ke'er sat on a beam.

Riding and riding, the bicycle started to shake, and when I got out of the car, I knew that the front tire of the bicycle had been scratched and had collapsed.

"Fuck, bad luck" Zhang Xiaoqiang scolded.

"Changed the car, come down" shouted at Yang Ke'er.

"What kind of car is Kya? Uncle" Yang Ke'er asked, staying steadily on the bicycle beam.

"Road 11" Zhang Xiaoqiang removed the dried meat from the rear shelf and told her.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is carrying the dried meat on the country road, Yang Ke'er is carrying sniper crossbow on the side, and behind him is a lonely bicycle.

Zhang Xiaoqiang gasped with dried meat on his back, Yang Ke'er shouted tired to rest. Looked at the sky is a bit bleak, not far from the night.

The hill not far away encloses a two-story small western-style building on the edge of the farmland. There are no obstacles around it, and naturally there are no corpses everywhere.

Zhang Xiaoqiang decided to spend the night in that small building tonight. Until the last time D2 was blocked in the house, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt a sense of repulsion in the house, but after the campfire attracted the mutant beast at night, I still felt that the house It is safer here than in the wild.

This is a typical farmhouse. The building has been around for a few years. The white tiles on the outer wall are no longer bright. The foundation under the corner is covered with withered yellow moss. There are many long and narrow cracks on the concrete floor of the drying valley in front of the building.

The stainless steel doors and windows of the small building were tightly locked. "Dang, Dang, Dang" Zhang Xiaoqiang hammered the door a few times, and posted it on steel door to listen to the movement in the house, and the house was quiet.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stepped back and looked at the small building, looking for a place to turn in.

"Uncle, what Kya are you looking for?" Yang Ke'er asked as he watched the movement of Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"Don't disturb me, haven't you seen me trying to get in?" Zhang Xiaoqiang is annoying.

"Come from above if you can't do it below!" Yang Ke'er irritated at the second floor.

When looking at the second floor of Zhang Xiaoqiang, there is a balcony above the door. There is a glass door behind the balcony. It is not clear on the first floor that the door lock is unlocked. It doesn’t matter if it is locked, isn’t it a hammer?

Zhang Xiaoqiang let Yang Ke'er step on his shoulder and climb up, go down to the first floor and then open the door.

"Uncle, there may be monster in it!" Yang Ke'er's expression somewhat dodged.

"Are you still afraid of zombie now?" Zhang Xiaoqiang asked rhetorically.

"Yes, I'm not afraid now." Yang Ke'er remembered today's battle against zombie and won.

"Look at it, step on my face."

"Sorry, it’s just a little bit, really only a little bit!"

"Forget it, you step on my head, I'm unlucky!"

"Uncle, it's out of reach, or if I come down, will you step on me?"

"Just your small body received me? Ready, get up!!!" Zhang Xiaoqiang lifted the sole of Yang Ke'er up.

Yang Ke'er's feet disappeared a few times in the air. "Uncle, wait for me, I will open the door" Yang Ke'er voice is still outside, the person has disappeared behind the glass door.

"Card wipe" steel door was opened, "Uncle, it's so dark inside, I'm so scared of Kya!" Yang Ke'er said to Zhang Xiaoqiang with a lingering fear.

Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored her and entered the house in a flash. After a long absence of popularity, the room looked a little overcast. Inside is a hall, with a portrait of Shou Xing hanging on the wall facing the door, and a porcelain statue of Mao and Chairman, which can no longer be seen, is placed on the stand next to the portrait. The decoration is very ordinary, the white tiles on the ground are discolored and yellow.

Zhang Xiaoqiang turned around on the first floor and found the kitchen. The kitchen was empty except for the water tank is full. There were no oil, salt, sauce and vinegar rice. The clean even the mouse came in and weeping.

There is an aisle on the edge of the kitchen. Follow the aisle all the way to the back of the building. At the back is a small courtyard. On both sides are a few green houses, one is a carport, some tire tools are scattered in the corner, and the other is firewoods room. There are also two rooms, one is a pigsty, and the other is a fire cage room. There is no bacon in the country where the cured meat is smoked. In the small courtyard, there was an iron gate fence leading all the way to the hill, and a large general on steel door locked it well.

"The homeowner escaped the virus and drove in the car with food and materials. There is still time to lock the front and rear doors" Zhang Xiaoqiang guessed.

The next room is the elderly bedroom, which is full of old furniture wooden bed. The rest of the rooms have been used as warehouses, and a little rice is scattered on the ground~IndoMTL.com~The second floor is a living room, a living room and three bedrooms, with wooden floors in the living room, a set of large sofas, and a set of high-end home theatre. The quilt bedspreads are in all three bedrooms, so you can sleep directly.

Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yang Ke'er had dinner and burned the bath water in a big pot in the kitchen.

"You sleep inside, I sleep in the living room, pay attention to whether there is movement at night, don't sleep too much." Zhang Xiaoqiang explained to Yang Ke'er before going to bed.

"You know, wordy, oh, I haven't slept in bed for a long time!" Yang Ke'er walked into the bedroom cheeringly.

Zhang Xiaoqiang lay on the sofa, covered it with a quilt, closed his eyes, and the saber was placed on hand. The sofa was soft and comfortable, which made Zhang Xiaoqiang relax all his body, and soon fell asleep.

An iron pipe poked Zhang Xiaoqiang's stomach, Zhang Xiaoqiang was unaware, and continued to sleep with his hands around. The iron pipe patted Zhang Xiaoqiang's face again, and Zhang Xiaoqiang opened his eyes violently.

A dazzling flashlight light came from the opposite side, so that Zhang Xiaoqiang could not open his eyes. A figure is more than enough behind the flashlight.

It took a while for Zhang Xiaoqiang to adjust to squinting and looking at him. An earthen shotgun pointed at him, and the flashlight flashed around him looking for hidden weapons.

"Who are you?" the figure opposite asked, listening to the voice should be young.

"I am a survivor! Take shelter here for the time being!" Zhang Xiaoqiang said honestly.

"I don't care if you are a **** survivor, why are you at my house? Say!" The figure was a little angry.

"You put down the gun first and let me explain that I am not a bad person." Zhang Xiaoqiang persuaded.

"You're in my house, you asked me to put down the gun? Ah? You **** you." The man broke out, and the "Bang" gun **** fell on Zhang Xiaoqiang's face, and Zhang Xiaoqiang clutched his face to continue persuading.

"Don't move, kill you again!" Yang Ke'er came out with sniper crossbow and joined in the fun.