Apocalypse Cockroach: Eight-hundred-and-twenty-eight asked one/three

The Weng Li in his early Zhang Xiaoqiang feet is in his early twenties. There is no childishness and timidity that a little boy should have. He is afraid that there is a little bit. But from his blinking eyes, he can see that when he speaks, his brain turns highly and his tone is very stable. , I’m not too nervous, the words I spoke are clear, the rhythm is light, and they are not like the current compilation, but they have been rehearsed for a long time. It seems that they are not here to get in trouble. Know that Zhang Xiaoqiang was too lakeside at the beginning. There are countless murders, and there are big water snakes as a deterrent. Apart from Qinghongdao, other people are really not qualified to come to trouble.

"Except this kid, everyone else is Ordinary people, can't see the way, it should not be the person of Qinghong Dao, they are not so chill..."

Sword chopping is a truth-telling. Zhang Xiaoqiang also sees that most of the people present are wearing worn military uniforms. Under the patches, they can no longer see the original look. The guns are also worn out in their eyes. Many places are even painted. It's all worn away, but the maintenance is not bad. At least I don't see any rust on the surface. It's just that the group of people in front of me always makes Zhang Xiaoqiang a bit familiar, as if he should know the identity of this group of people.

Right right foot, Zhang Xiaoqiang no matter Weng Li panting on the ground, turned his head to look at those armed men who were stunned by the sword, and suddenly remembered something wrong in his mind, not the armed men in the hands of Evolution Yes, even the most elite armed men have never been soldiers, but if they are allowed to stick to it, they may still be decent. Today these people are lurking in the dense grass, but they are not as frantic as those armed men who came from halfway. Not only did it not cause much movement in the dense grass, but it felt like being integrated with these grasses, even if it was moving quietly, if you change it to Ordinary people, you may not find it even if you are touched by the eyelid.

There are also weapons of these people. Although they are outdated, the system is rarely unified. They are not as complicated as other armed forces. Pistols, rifles, shotguns, and even small-caliber rifles for competition are all in sight. The ninety-five type rifle should be dedicated to the army. From the traces of careful maintenance on the rifle, unless it is a good guy who has been using it for many years, otherwise it will not be so cherished, and the temperament of this group of people makes Zhang Xiaoqiang very good. It is familiar, and the temperament of the Zhao Deyi subordinates today is very imaginable. The subordinates of the Zhao Deyi are the elite of the entire Hubei army. Three thousand people have the strength to annihilate 300,000 zombie alone. If the bullets are sufficient, the body is strong, the logistics and mobility can also keep up If so, I am afraid that even one million zombie may not be defeated.

Recalling what Weng Li said righteously in the nonsense, and what to guard, Zhang Xiaoqiang has 80% certainty to determine the identity of this group of people, in the evasive eyes of Weng Li, Zhang Xiaoqiang walked to the group of armed men, First of all, he took off the messy hair on a person's forehead and saw a deep-colored scar on his forehead. Even if the person's face was not clean, it was easy to see the scar as a wrinkle, and then Zhang Xiaoqiang one by one checked and found Everyone has such a mark on his head, and immediately understands the true identity of this group of people.

"Where is your little power, who is the boss, and how many survivors are below..."

The question came back to Weng Li. Weng Li was no longer greasy before this time. A black face that was not ugly was also serious. He did not answer the Zhang Xiaoqiang question in the first time. He didn’t know how much Zhang Xiaoqiang knew. At least looking at the appearance of Zhang Xiaoqiang, it seems that the heart looks like a bamboo, and I don't know if it really knows or fake.

"This, the small forces are not worth mentioning, and we have no reputation..."

"How many people are left in the army?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly interrupted Weng Li's push-off and twitched the corner of Weng Li's mouth. Zhang Xiaoqiang was smarter than he had imagined, and he didn't admit it. A sharp narrow blade holder reached the neck of Weng Li. His goose bumps rose instantly, like a layer of acne, and at the same time there was horror again in his heart. This was the second time, and he was placed in the shadow of death without warning. It was not a moment without a line of life and death, but every time He can use his danger prediction and his wit to turn danger into danger. He did not think that the unfavorable danger prediction was completely invalid today. He felt that there was no more privacy in his whole body, and even the last shame was taken away.

"I don’t understand what you’re talking about. The army died a long time ago. The rest are all deserters. Those on the ground are all. The people in the navy are unsightly. Containment by forces can only rely on small forces..."

Weng Li said this because his eyes were firm and there was no trace of dodge. Zhang Xiaoqiang narrowed his eyes and looked at the steel knife on the neck of Weng Li. I saw the blade move, and Weng Li was a little thick. The dark skin was cut by a sharp edge, and a winding The serpentine blood ditch left from his neck instantly, and felt the blood flowing in his neck. Weng Li's face changed greatly, and he cried out and cried out to Zhang Xiaoqiang:

"Yes, I am a soldier, I am really a soldier, a serious soldier..."

As soon as I said this, the steel knife around my neck disappeared. When Weng Li was busy using things to stop bleeding, he said again:

"I used to be a military academy, and I counted as a soldier, but now even the country is gone, I can only count as a former soldier..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked closely at the young guy in front of him. From the oily appearance of Weng Li, he can see that this person belongs to the mind, and the people with the mind are generally afraid of death. Originally, this kid was in his early twenties. Under the threat of his own sword, it is easy to tell the army's knowledge. Didn't expect him to be so persistent?

"Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Ling Xian killing intent crashed into Weng Li like a huge wave~IndoMTL.com~Weng Li was stiff all over, the upper and lower gums rattled in this murderous aura of the same substance. Appeared, just like the pointer on the pressure gauge, rushing from the lowest to the highest, and even beyond the limit. The strong danger is like a mountain, which slammed into his heart and shocked his body. His bones are crunching, and he does not need to move a finger with Zhang Xiaoqiang at all. Weng Li, who was severely warned by a strong danger prediction, wished to die now, and he did not have to endure the pressure that could destroy his soul.

"Very good..." Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled slightly, all the pressure disappeared instantly, so that the sword on the side finally wiped away the sweat beads on the forehead, and the taste of the pond fish was also uncomfortable. The murderous aura accumulated on Zhang Xiaoqiang Not only is it accumulated for the rest of the battle, hundreds of millions of zombie died under the command of Zhang Xiaoqiang, tens of thousands of survivors died in his hands, and hundreds of Wolf Banner such as gold Wolf Banner are thousands of He died in his hands, holding the power of life and death, and his head fell to the ground in anger. Over time, Zhang Xiaoqiang murderous aura has formed a kind of intimidating aura of slaughter, and even the sword-slash that kills a hundred people can't resist lightly.

Weng Li knew that things would not be so simple. Since Zhang Xiaoqiang had already doubted, he would not let him go so easily. He secretly decided in his heart that he couldn’t say anything about their details. I didn’t expect Zhang Xiaoqiang to ignore him any more and leave. To the soldier he brought, he pulled out the rat king blade frame and looked at the Weng Li on the neck of one of them. The smile at the corner of his mouth instantly turned into a grimace.

"I suspect that you are undercover sent by Qinghong Dao. I thought I would not recognize it when I was dressed as a soldier? I told you that in my area, there are still dozens of Qinghong Dao people, thinking It’s not that easy to lie to me, kill these soldiers first, and then take you back to punish confessions with severe punishment, so you don’t believe that you can’t pry your mouth...”