Apocalypse Cockroach: Eighty-five years of shame and courage

"pā pā pā · · · · · · · ·" in the smoke, Zhang Xiaoqiang put down the NP22 in his hand, rubbed his wrist, turned his head to look at the meow that squatted on the side to put the bullet on the clip:

"How is my technology? The 10th ring is the 9th ring, is it a master?"

"Car · · · car · · · car · · ·" with a bullet on it, ignored Zhang Xiaoqiang's bragging, Zhang Xiaoqiang is boring, feel free to say:

"I understand, I understand that when I see someone who is better than myself, my heart is always sore, it does not matter, you are still young, and there are unlimited possibilities · · · · · ·"

Meow is still small, she can't understand the words of Zhang Xiaoqiang in the first time. She has a bullet in her hand and thinks slowly in her heart. Suddenly, she understands what Zhang Xiaoqiang is saying. Zhang Xiaoqiang means that his stink gun is stronger than her?

"Hum · · · · · shameless · · · · · · ·"

Miao Miao has been silent around Zhang Xiaoqiang for too long. Today she couldn’t help but say three words. Her voice is immature and crisp, like a nightingale singing, speaking Mandarin, and the words are round and smooth.

"Ha, your kid is finally able to talk, it’s rare, · · · is about to call Uncle Sheng to listen?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't expect anything else, but was excited, and meowing to me was not as good as the iron tree.

Miao Miao let Zhang Xiaoqiang call her broken throat and no longer say anything, Zhang Xiaoqiang is not annoying, ridiculing meow meow:

"How old are you this year? I said, why haven’t you changed your voice yet? You can’t change your voice, you’re not a teenager, but a child, such a big child, I’m · · · ·"

Meow Meow heard that Zhang Xiaoqiang actually said he was a child, and glared at him. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw meow cats staring at me like a little cat, then squeezed her eyebrows at her, Meow Meow rolled her big eyes, no longer ignored him, grabbed An empty magazine was loaded with bullets.

"Silent is equal to default. I understand you. You will feel inferior when you see your uncle's skill. In fact, it is not necessary. You need to learn shame and then · · · · · ·"

Meow is unbearable. She stood up and drew out her Type 92 pistol, aiming at a wooden rake 50 meters away and continuously pulling the trigger. A magazine full of fifteen bullets shot at the same time.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was stunned. He looked at the wooden rake 50 meters away stupidly. There was a bullet hole in the middle of the red circle at the center of the wooden target. The bullet hole was the reference point of the concentric circle.

As long as there is an object flying at high speed, Zhang Xiaoqiang can enter dynamic vision. In dynamic vision, he clearly sees that the first particle is ejected in the middle, and the 14 bullets in the back are formed into a line, and then from the bullet hole Penetration, no far-fetched, each bullet is just right, did not sweep the target body around the bullet hole, empty wear.

"Ha · · · Haha · · · · · Hahaha · · · · · ·"

Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled and laughed a few times, he said to the proud meow:

"Yes, there is a bullet on the target, continue to work hard next time, and strive to hit the remaining bullets on the target · · · · · · · ·"

This time, I looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang in a silly stunned look. The corners of my mouth were slightly open, and a trace of clear saliva pulled down the long silk. The meow is really stupid. I know my grades and refute it. She didn't know how to talk about it. After all, she only shot a bullet in the target.

"Well, · · · · is just like that, you go play, I’ll target myself · · · · ·"

Zhang Xiaoqiang waited for Meow Meow to react, rushed her aside, grabbed the magazine to NP22, aimed at the wooden rake and fired again, a serious look.

"Calling · · · · · · · ·" ​​Zhang Xiaoqiang exhaled, put down the pistol, wiped off the sweat on his face with his arm, leaned on the side of the ammunition box fishing bullets, groped for a long time, Zhang Xiaoqiang only found five bullets, watching the wheelchair thick Thick shell, Zhang Xiaoqiang rested on the back of the chair, unconsciously, he emptied a ammunition box bullet.

The wooden rake in the distance has been changed three times. This is the fourth wooden rake. The Zhang Xiao striker was a little slack, and he was a little bit half-hearted in practicing the pistol. After a while, he wanted to find something to do and tease meow. That's it. Afterwards, Miao Miao showed his power. Fifteen bullets passed through a point, which gave Zhang Xiaoqiang a big shock. Unconsciously, Miao Miao actually threw him away from the pistol.

Knowing shame and being brave is not what he said to Miao Miao, but to himself. Miao Miao was angry because of Zhang Xiaoqiang's rogue, but he threw him down to play aside, Zhang Xiaoqiang never distracted again, no matter His wrists are so numb and sour, his meticulous shooting practice with his teeth clenched, and countless times of dynamic vision made him not dizzy after the end, but as normal as eating and drinking.

Zhang Xiaoqiang silently stared at the target in the distance, silently, the target was clean and clean, I didn’t want to be the first, even the wooden pole of the vertical target was punched out of several holes, there was only one hole above, the most center of the concentric circle Five hundred rounds of bullets made him reach the level of meow.

The NP22 in the Zhang Xiaoqiang handle is dismembered, and various parts are carefully maintained. Continuous firing of five hundred rounds of bullets has a great impact on the gun itself. The service life of the gun is seriously damaged. Zhang Xiaoqiang does not care. The barrel life of 20,000 rounds of bullets is not Blow it out ~ IndoMTL.com ~ how to wear it is also stronger than the 92 pistol.

The new magazine "KA· · · · ·" is stuck in the gun handle. The Zhang Xiaoqiang is ready to shoot again. Think about it? Putting down the pistol, he has hit thirty shots in a row, and each bullet is empty, so there is no need to practice.

Plug the pistol back into his waist. Zhang Xiaoqiang is ready to call back to Meow Meow and go to the market together. After looking around for a while and seeing no one, he turns his wheelchair and walks out of the market.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was hanging around in the market, after a few laps, it was boring, I was bored, and I wanted to go back, but I saw the satchel in the hands of someone in front of me, and it looks like it is a style that was many years ago. Old fashioned military shoulder bag, looking back to the back of the chair on the side, empty above it.

"Fuck· · · · · ·"

Zhang Xiaoqiang yelled in his heart, someone stole himself, thinking of the genuine disc in the shoulder bag, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned the wheelchair and chased forward.

The person in front walked fast, without looking too much. He hung his shoulder bag in his arms and walked across the small market in an instant. He walked towards the wall of gathering place against lakeside. The arms of Zhang Xiaoqiang were powerful, and the wheelchair turned like a fly. Tightly behind the man.

The two left the market one after the other. The two players who were tracking in the market area just turned around and found that they had lost the trace of Zhang Xiaoqiang. They didn’t think much about it, thinking that Zhang Xiaoqiang returned to the camp and turned to walk to the camp.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stared at the man tightly, he had hated the man in his heart, others would not steal it, he had to steal it on his head, if he just happened to see the bag, he really didn’t know what happened to him. Thief.

The man in front has been rushing to the road, not looking at him from behind. Zhang Xiaoqiang always feels something is wrong. He hasn’t been stolen before. He doesn’t know what the real thief is like. He can only follow behind. People, shot the man injured and retrieved his bag.