Apocalypse Cockroach: 115, don’t say it’s what I said

"Yes, how were the casualties yesterday?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang has always been very concerned about the casualties. Every time a team member is killed, he has to suffer for a while. Others follow him, but he cannot protect the lives of others. This makes him blame, often for the reservation plan, knowing There is danger, he has to let his team members desperately, this conflict makes him extremely entangled.

"There were no casualties in the official team, 132 militiamen were killed, two of them fled and were shot dead, and eleven were infected in the siege zombie. At that time, they feared to cause other militiamen to panic, and they secretly handled them in the name of treatment. Burned down."

Zhang Huai'an talked about the darkest scene of yesterday. The first battle frightened the players injured by the shield. The fear even spread to other uninjured militias.

Seeing this scenario, Lu Xiaobu simply did not let other militiamen know the truth. As long as the scratched ones were taken alone, they were comfortably put aside, and after they let go of their worries, they were wiped out.

"I can’t hide it for a while, I can’t hide it for a lifetime. At dawn, I give a commendation meeting to the militia, reward some brave combatants, and finally tell their injured companions to become zombie, as a teaching material, tell the militia how Protect yourself."

Zhang Huai'an nodded, turned over his small notebook, and continued to report:

"Captain Huang Quan found a mutant pig population, and by hunting the mutant pigs, he found that the habits of those mutant pigs remained unchanged, timid and timid, but unfortunately raised as domestic animals.

In addition, there are a large number of heavy equipment in the arsenal found, including hundreds of 76.2 mm field operations, hundreds of various 14.5 millimeter a meter in height shooting machine guns, hundreds of various small caliber artillery, and ten thousand 63 rifles Many.

The inventory of the ammunition depot is too late to count. According to Huang Quan’s visual inspection, it is at least two to three times larger than the ammunition depot we found in the prison. In the future, we may obtain at least five times more ammunition than our existing base. .

After the inventory of the returned weapons, we obtained 250 63-type automatic rifles, 4 52-type recoilless guns, 4 12.7mm a meter in height machine guns, 2 52-type 82mm mortars, and 100 thousand rifle bullets. Fifteen thousand rounds of anti-aircraft machine gun bullets and 480 shells. "

Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded and applauded. Although some adventures, the harvest is still very good. Nowadays, I don’t care about other things for the time being. I mainly focus on the fish to go ashore.

"Elder Brother Cockroach, do you think those weapons are temporarily sealed, or will they be sent first?"

Where Zhang Huai'an hangs weapons, if you seal him, there will be some more troubles, and the personnel responsible for the weapons must not be less. This is also that's all. There are many second-hand Type 95 and Bayi styles in the camp. Go on, that's the business of the combatants.

"Isn’t the militia performing well yesterday? You can give them rifles, old rules, strict control of bullets, all heavy weapons are issued, all used as training equipment, let every official team learn to operate, we must continue to enhance the battle The team’s overall combat effectiveness."

Zhang Huai'an started to think carefully again. There were only 119 militias on the battlefield yesterday. In other words, there are still more than one hundred rifles that cannot be divided, which is still troublesome.

"Elder Brother Cockroach, there are more than one hundred rifles, do you want to send them to the remaining militia? Yesterday they went hunting for fish, but they didn’t."

Here, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't even shake his head even thinking.

"No, without the test of melee combat, those guys will only rely on the guns, without bullets, they will become the sheep slaughtered, let's talk to zombie first."

Zhang Huai'an has no objection, Zhang Xiaoqiang is right.

"Oh, aren’t we recruiting hundreds of sailors? It’s a pity to let them grow vegetables, and let them learn gun operations. In the future, they may be our surface troops."

Zhang Huai'an's eyes lighted up and raised his hands in favor.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked around the crowd and saw their faces hard to hide their confusion, announcing the adjournment. At this time, Zhang Huai'an did not turn around and left, leaving it to the end.

"Speak, what else?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang asked indifferently, and I can only apologize for Shangguan, who keeps the room alone.

"Nothing serious, just want to ask, Elder Brother Cockroach doesn't like to drink bars on weekdays?"

"Yeah, I don’t like to drink too much, why ask this?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang was inexplicably asked, and I saw Zhang Huai'an's old eyes flashing, showing a bit of brilliance, bowed to the body, with a bit of flattering, and whispered in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang:

"Elder Brother Cockroach, you see, I don’t have any hobbies. I like to drink two or two small wines before going to bed. When I drink it, I sleep. That is called the smell of sleeping. This is a good sleep. , People have the spirit, the neat · · · · · · can only be done by the tasks you explain."

"What do you want to say, stop stop stop · · · ·?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang is depressed~IndoMTL.com~ He gave up Shangguan, just to sit here and listen to the old thing Zhang Huai'an nonsense?

"Yes, didn’t Lu Xiaobu bring back two jars of Fenjiu yesterday?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked up and leaned on the back of the chair with his chin pointing at Zhang Huai'an, he understood.

"That jar of wine is only 20 jin. Open it and see that the wine that can hold 20 jin is folded by 4 to 5 jin. This one last time, there is only 15 or 6 jin left in the jar. Wang Le and I A total of only seven pounds, you don’t know, Wang Le’s **** turned red when he saw the wine, and stole five pounds · · · · · ·”

"I understand what you mean · · · · ·"

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn’t want to hear Zhang Huai'an complaint any more, and interrupted at will. He stared at Zhang Huai'an’s shiny eyes and said softly:

"Another thing to say, that wine is a century-old Fenjiu, and now it is extinct. For me, it is not wine, it is a family heirloom. Do you want to move my family heirloom idea?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang has never been a generous person. He is not rare in others, and he does not want others to get cheap, even if he is a **** confidant.

"Is it · · · I will talk about · · · ·"

The sweat on Zhang Huai'an's head oozed out, and he was also complaining about himself, and he was so fascinated that he caught the attention of Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"However, you are not without hope · · · · · · · ·"

Zhang Huai'an's eyes lighted up again, looking forward to Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes.

"Isn't Lu Xiaobu no wine sharing yesterday? As far as I know, Lu Xiaobu is not a bad wine. He is so generous for a reason. You can understand it if you think about it."

"Ha! You mean? I understand, I understand, it is too late, you rest · · · · · ·"

Zhang Huai'an was happy, turned to say goodbye, and at the door, Zhang Xiaoqiang explained another sentence:

"Don’t talk about the · · · · · · · I said"