Apocalypse Cockroach: Five hundred and twenty-eight Ai Qingshan

On the Sanshan position, all kinds of messy objects were scattered everywhere, bullet shells buried on the surface of the soil, damaged shoes, steel helmets on the back, and damaged guns and weapons. The three mountains were very quiet, the mountains below zombie is attacking again, even if zombie is close to the mountainside, no one is shooting with a probe.

The huge piles of corpses between the three mountains have become scorched black wreckage. Countless corpses are burned by flames like coal ash. The black ashes are scattered everywhere, except for the three mountains. This black pressed coke black, countless zombie surging in these black and gray, people can not tell which is the color of the earth, which is the color of zombie, as if the three mountains have been occupied by zombie.

"When..."

An empty can was thrown out of the trench and hit the shells scattered outside the trench with a crisp sound, then rolled down the hillside and hit the zombie group climbing below.

"Everyone gets up, they all get up, and they have food..."

The hoarse and dry voice seemed to be the dumb noise of the old bark, but it was not loud, but it caused more people to shout, and the voice was also hoarse and dry, and then stood a few hundred in the trenches silently than zombie There are also skinny men.

These men are all the same, with dirty and shaggy hair, dark and greasy cheeks, deep eyes, and their thin body that is only slightly stronger than the skeleton.

The men slowly moved the black and gray soil wall to the top of the mountain, moving very slowly, almost one step at a time, as if they would fall a little faster and they would never be able to get up again.

Stumbled men climbed the top of the mountain with difficulty, and exhausted their last trace of strength. They fell to the ground and gasped, beside them stood countless helmets and metal magazines, all of which were facing On the windward side, seeing these objects, they rummage through them, and with good luck, they can find a few drops of dew that have not yet evaporated to moisturize their throats.

Zhao Deyi dragged a sackcloth bag and stood feebly to the center, looked at hundreds of men around him, grabbed the bag with both hands and buckled outwards, one by one white flour cake rolled onto the tarpaulin on the ground, waited until all three bags were empty The noodles have already accumulated into a hill.

The one by one soldier stepped forward, picked up his own cake and walked to the side to squat, tear off a small piece and put it in his mouth, wet it with saliva, and swallowed it into his throat with difficulty.

The Zhao Deyi, who also holds the bread, looked at the soldiers and secretly felt sad. Counting today, this is their 20th day surrounded by the hill. How did these 20 days survive? Almost no one wants to think back, everyone here knows that if there is really **** in this world, this is it.

There is no shortage of food here. When the helicopter delivers ammunition to them, they always come with some cakes. What they lack is the water source. The water source prepared before was enough for them to use for a month, but the fire that burned the body a few days ago Let them consume a lot of clear water to resist high temperature baking.

It didn’t take long. The soldiers on the scene finished the noodles in their hands and looked at their Chief with hot eyes. Zhao Deyi turned his head to look at his adjutant. The adjutant nodded and walked to the top of the mountain where large and small empty shells were piled up In the center, pull out an iron plate, pull out the rubber water pipe from the inside and connect it to the hand-pressure water pump. As he pushes and pulls hard, the clear clear water flows from the interface into the iron bucket filled.

The water is stored under the surface. The soldiers don’t know how much water is under their feet. They only care about how much water they can get. There is not much water. Half a cup per person. This half cup of water is their entire afternoon supply. The next time you drink water, you have to wait until tomorrow morning.

Zhao Deyi is more anxious than the soldiers below. The soldiers have shown uncoordinated laziness. Although there is not much ammunition, it is also one of the reasons. The main reason is that they stayed on the hill surrounded by zombie for a long time. Fighting in urgency day and night, they are faced with death, pain, cold, and the most terrible thirst at any time. All kinds of reasons quickly consume the morale of soldiers. If there is no support for helicopters, I am afraid that the troops will have long been collapsed.

If you want to restore the high morale of the soldiers, there is only one way to evacuate to a safe place, let them take a good bath, and let Meimei sleep well. When they rest well, they are definitely heroes forged by stainless steel. But here, this simple wish can no longer be the most luxurious expectation.

The soldiers drank their water and helped each other to get up to the trench. Only by staying there, they could feel safe. On the San Shan position, there is no absolute rear, compared with the unobstructed mountain, Trenches are the place they are most familiar with, so they can feel at ease.

Looking at the leaving soldiers, Zhao Deyi sighed and raised binoculars to observe the other two hills. The other hills are similar to this side. During the 20-day battle, the ammunition was basically depleted, and the only thing that could resist zombie was steep The slopes of 75 degrees not only cause obstacles for them, but also condemn for zombie. As long as they are careful to prevent the flexible S2 type zombie from breaking through the wire fence and tripping the sling, they will be able to temporarily stay intact.

In binoculars, the heads of the other two hills were also looking at him, maybe looking for a little peace of mind, Zhao Deyi tried to open his mouth to make a smile, waving to them, and after the other party responded, he put down binoculars and walked towards his own Hideout, prepare to survive this boring afternoon.

Suddenly, the adjutant yelled at the sky in the distance, Zhao Deyi saw the approaching helicopter at a glance, and the grief-textured streamlined fuselage of the mourner’s helicopter felt terrifying at the first sight of everyone. The angel died, but after bringing them support, the plane was the most holy in their hearts. When he saw the plane, the previously dead position suddenly cheered.

Zhao Deyi didn’t cheer. He didn’t see the plane carrying any packages. As he thought, the plane didn’t stop and flew across the sky in the direction of Wuhan. At this time, he guessed something, and he felt suddenly In despair, the Cockroach base's contact has been intermittent these days, and most of the inquiries there have also been perfunctory. If supplies are delivered every day, he may have doubted whether the Cockroach base has fallen behind.

But today, the plane flew away without paying attention to them, maybe there was another mission, but today's supply seems to have been deliberately forgotten, is it really something wrong?

"Help me contact the base and ask how they are not getting ammunition today? We only have more than 20,000 bullets left, if there are no bullets..."

The Zhao Deyi rushed to the communication office with the antenna and ordered loudly to the communication soldiers waiting for the radio before approaching, but the noisy communication office was particularly quiet today. When I saw the few people sitting inside, Zhao Deyi felt suddenly Is it tight?

"Is it true? We have been saved..."

Suddenly, a communications soldier spoke out to himself, and then the whole communication center broke out. They roared loudly, their faces turned red, they hugged each other, and even forgot that their Chief was standing aside, cheering for the past After five minutes, Zhao Deyi hadn’t waited for their emotions to calm down. On the contrary, there were more and more serious situations. Two of them cried with a headache and a heartbreaking cry in his mouth, making him really intolerable. Living.

"Who can tell me what happened? Will Elder Brother Cockroach come back?"

The slightly angry voice of Zhao Deyi awakened these big men who were crying into a pile. They wiped away the tears from their eyes and looked at Zhao Deyi and shouted excitedly:

"Division Commander, we have saved, the reinforcements are coming..."

"Everyone will cheer me up, no one will drop the chain when the time comes, we can see if we can get ahead, Fang Zhanbo, you lead the first Marine Corps as a forward, you must insert it like a blade, use The fastest speed to attack under the mountain, don't worry about zombie on both sides, the second team will help you clean up.

Hu Zhongping, your second brigade carries all the heavy machine guns and covers behind them. No matter how many casualties you have, you have to be optimistic about their future. Whether you can successfully rescue this time depends on you... "

The deputy commander of the Yangtze River fleet, Gao Feng, has a severe expression, and he firmly issued a combat command in front of his mouth. In front of him, several officers stood up rigorously. As the Gao Feng issued an order, they did not dare to make a sound, but they were in private. Wipe their hands and wait for a head-to-head battle.

"Boom..."

The violent shaking caused the people present to lean forward and back, then they adjusted their position strangely, and the peak adjusted the wrinkled military uniform, paused a little, and took the previous topic and continued to talk in the car. Road:

"I know that you have rich street fighting experience and have a good deal with small-scale zombie, but today is our first large-scale head-on combat, not dealing with hundreds of thousands of small-scale zombie, at least hundreds of thousands The zombie tide, so I hope you do not have the idea of ​​underestimating the enemy, especially you, Ai Qingshan......"

The name is given to a young man. The biggest difference between this young man and the few present is his youth. Compared with other people, he is 25 or 6 years old, only he is 17 or 8 years old. With a childish face, he also has no new ideas in dressing. They all wear military uniforms and straighten their backs, but he is different.

Fluffy and disorderly hair covered most of his eyes. He wanted to see his eyes clearly. He could only be found through the hair gap. He wore shiny diamond earrings on his left earlobe and nine on his right ear. There are nine gold earrings of various styles hanging on his ears and eyes. In addition, he has a fair white left face, and there is an alternative tattoo. The tattoo is a red lip mark, as if he was just kissed by a beauty not long ago~IndoMTL. com~ hasn't had time to wipe.

The military uniform is also very distinctive. The upper arm of the two sleeves was torn off. The messy thread makes his military uniform have a hip-hop taste. The style button on the neckline is absolutely not used. A huge gold necklace hangs on the neck On the top, it seemed like a thick chain tied with a bulldog, a variety of ragged and messy new military uniforms, and the same pair of ragged jeans, I only felt that this guy could be anything, but not a soldier.

At the peak of his name, he hadn’t noticed that although he was sitting upright, his ears were wearing Bluetooth high-fidelity headphones, and his whole body trembled with a weird rhythm, letting other officers around him. They looked sideways, a little impatient on their faces, but no one said anything, and seemed to care about something.

"Ai Qingshan, turn off your broken headphones!!!"

The peak can't stand this guy anymore. The green muscle on his forehead jumps and jumps, as if he is cramping. Ai Qingshan wakes up after being pushed hard by the people around him. He looks up at the angry peak with his index finger and blinks. After gesturing with his eyes, he waited for a while, and then punched **** the face of the guy who pushed him, screaming, Ai Qingshan sniffed his nose, rubbed his fist on his chest, turned his head and looked at his forehead with innocent eyes. 'S pistol, very eloquently said:

“I’m wrong, I don’t dare anymore, Commander, don’t scare me with this kind of toy. Next time you will tie me directly to the muzzle of the anti-aircraft gun, where I am absolutely scared... "

The other people's faces were brilliant, and the peak looked at this unruly guy with fire-breathing eyes, and did not hesitate to pull the trigger, the gun flame flashed, but saw Ai Qingshan make various exaggerated facial expressions and twisted Stretching his legs, swinging in the bullet track, waiting for the peak to insert the pistol of the empty magazine back into the holster, Ai Qingshan went to him to ask for his hand, and fifteen bullets with a burning sensation were suspended in his palm like a spiral Rotation.