Apocalypse Cockroach: Three hundred and fifty-eight see off wine

Ding Ziqiang is cold and tears in his heart, but Lakshin is in tears on his face. He and Jinxing have one thing in common, that is, love for the soldiers, in order to reduce casualties, Jinxing will make profits from doing business Instead of leaving nothing, I put it into the cavalry battalion, and Lakshin carried the reputation of the turtle brigade commander, and ordered all the soldiers to carry a turtle shell like an arrow car.

Every soldier is his good brother, his nephew, and the capital of the blood wolf brigade. For these soldiers, he almost broke his heart and brought him from the outermost outer army to the main force. Become one of the most combat forces.

Now, these precious soldiers one by one died in his hands, making him feel like a knife, as Ding Ziqiang thought, these soldiers are good, they fight no worse than the main force, they I tried my best, even if I lost to D2, I couldn’t blame them. I can only blame him as the brigade commander. He couldn’t get more heavy machine guns, he couldn’t grab more bazookas, and he couldn’t get them more bullets.

So, every time he killed a deserter, his heart opened an extra mouth, and the pain in the cone made him burst into tears. When he put on the magazine and aimed at the more than a dozen soldiers who ran over, the tears were already He blinded his eyes.

"Brigadier, the brigadier is me, I am Chao Litai, the second battalion commander Chao Litai..., we can't fight, retreat, and then we will die, zombie has broken through..." "

Lakshin wiped the tears in her eyes with her sleeves, and asked Chao Litai and the soldiers behind him with a hint of crying:

"Helan Gorge, the Blood Wolf Brigade left the camp with 600 people dead and 500 wounded. Did they retreat? Didn’t they think that they would die without retreating? Nine of them died in battle and three were crippled. Didn’t they think about retreating?"

The words of Lakshin made the soldiers speechless, staring at Lakshin, and tore off his military uniform, revealing his bruised body, took out two grenades and shouted, and turned and ran to the position.

More than ten soldiers threw away their rifles together, tore off their clothes, took out their grenades and turned to rush towards zombie. Looking at the officers and soldiers who returned to death, Laxon couldn’t stand, kneeling down on the ground, and banging his head heavily at them He knew what they were going back to. They were preparing zombie to catch their detonated grenades and injure zombie's face to create opportunities for their comrades. They used their lives to wash away the humiliation of deserters.

"Ah!!!"

Kneeling on the ground, Lakshin burst into tears. The rifle in his hand sprayed a streamer towards the night sky, and the flame of the gun shone on the blood on his forehead.

All of this was seen by Zhang Xiaoqiang. The heart was filled with half a catty of chili oil. The hot heart seemed to blaze flames, and could not help but howl with a long sound, which made the painful teeth underneath. The big dog also sounded together.

"Ha!!!"

With a loud shout, the big dog carried Zhang Xiaoqiang from the highest fence, and fell over the distance of more than 20 meters to the center line of the battlefield. The sickle blade flashing yellow under the lights flew out of Zhang Xiaoqiang, spinning Disk, skimming a D2's neck, sawing off his head.

The rotating rat king blade saw off the strange head of D2's head, flashed a weird arc, passed the neck of the second zombie, and then chiseled into the head of the third zombie.

Three D2zombies rushed in succession, and then the Black Dog was carrying the Zhang Xiaoqiang to the forefront of the battlefield, just reached the front line, and there were more than ten meters away from the Rat King Blade. Three D2zombie had already approached him. Zhang Xiaoqiang stretched out his hand and grabbed at the Rat King Blade, and the body of D2zombie up to three meters in front of him suddenly cracked, split into two pieces of zombie, and a flywheel flew from the top of zombie's head, spinning into Zhang Xiaoqiang.

the next moment, the rat king blade used as a frisbee was thrown out again, and a straight line of twelve D2s broke their heads at the same time. The flying heads fell to the ground successively, and the twelve headless D2s fell together.

For a time, the frontline position was empty, and the soldiers had not responded. They saw sixteen D2zombies lying down in a large and large area of ​​blood and stumps.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn’t stay, and continued to rush forward, the rat king blade was thrown out again, beheading a D2zombie that appeared only at this moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang seemed to possess a spirit, and the rat king blade seemed transparent. The long line was held in his hand, changing the angle again and again to cut off the heads of zombie.

This is the new ability of Zhang Xiaoqiang. It looks very popular, but Zhang Xiaoqiang has cursed a thousand times in private. The ability to pull the wind is actually two functions, throwing things out, and then I ran back to pick it up. If it was farther away, it was better to think about it, but he could only pick it up within fifteen meters. Isn’t this a pit father? What is the difference between fifteen meters and one meter?

The only thing that can comfort Zhang Xiaoqiang is the angle problem. Although it can’t be fully controlled like Tie Zhongyuan, it’s okay to let the Rat King Blade make a few simple disguise. Of course, it can’t be too complicated or too many times. All the time in private in Zhang Xiaoqiang was wasted on practice, which is how he took it so long.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is not satisfied with his ability, but the soldiers below are quite satisfied. Where Zhang Xiaoqiang passes, zombie sweeps away like ice and snow melts away, three or five times, those D2 who are doing demolition basically look at No figure.

For a while, the cheers of the corpse-traveling position sounded, but just after it sounded, the troops continued to shoot under the officer’s order, Zhang Xiaoqiang returned to the position, did not stay much, and returned to the rear in the regret of the soldiers, just To the rear, Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted to the anxious Jinxing standing at the door of the war room:

"Let your two regiments and three regiments top up, withdraw the soldiers in front, and place the remaining soldiers..."

After explaining the Jinxing, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not go to the ground, ran to the medical camp riding a black dog, and shouted to the officer in charge of the camp:

"Give me the box from the Virus Research Institute..."

After Zhang Xiaoqiang, it took only ten minutes to return to the position. Above the position, the soldiers of the junior regiment were clearing the battlefield, dragging the body of D2 away from the soldiers who were killed, and the wounded soldiers were empty. Sitting in the corner waiting to be executed.

In addition to about half of the injured soldiers who were injured, they were sent to the rear for treatment~IndoMTL.com~ The rest are all scratches, looking around, the number is no less than thirty or forty, these soldiers also know that they have arrived At the end of their lives, no one wants to die, and they don't want to become zombie. They can only wait for their own people to make a shot for themselves, so that they can keep a whole body.

The violent sound of guns in front could not suppress the officers standing in front of them and pulling the bolts. The officers loaded the rifles, looked at the soldiers on the ground indifferently, and shook their heads to let the soldiers beside them go up to see the injured soldiers off.

Alcohol is not allowed in the barracks. The only exception is when the wounded soldiers are about to be executed. These wounded soldiers are not criminals, but real heroes. Treat heroes. Only spirits and throats can be used.

Liquor is a 75-degree medical alcohol that has been prepared for a long time. The temporary soldiers are afraid that the liquor is not strong enough to anesthetize their nerves. They only hope to be drunk.

The white five-liter plastic jug is full of alcohol. On the side, there are several jugs of the same size for use. The open spout is sprinkled with a pungent alcoholic taste. When it reaches the level of alcohol, there is no liquor. The wounded soldiers don't care about the fragrance and taste of the wine. No matter whether they drink or not, they pick up the jug and pour in blindly. Five liters of alcohol is enough for eight people to drink, and the five jugs let everyone vomit.

Zhang Xiaoqiang went down to the ground while the soldiers were drinking. He didn’t stop the wounded soldiers from drinking. Although there were 100 JS substrates in the box and only 39 wounded soldiers, they couldn’t do every wounded soldier. It can be saved, you know, this thing is only the initial level. Although the virus laboratory is far better than the gathering place equipment purification, the maximum effect is expected to be only 15 to 18%.

The see-off wine has been drunk, the officers shouted orders, the one by one hip flask was taken away, and each wounded soldier was flushed with a trace of calm, legs crossed, sitting on the ground staggeringly, waiting for the final At all times, waiting for the officer to put his gun on his head.