Apocalypse Cockroach: Twenty-four attacked two/five more

The wheelchair is parked in front of the woman. The wheelchair parked in front of her can't attract her attention. She looks like a previous posture, her eyes looking into the distance through the gap of the wheels, or she looks at nothing.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the mother and son, his heart was very uncomfortable, he knew that he should go away, he could save this one, he could not save thousands, tens of thousands, what ability he had to save them, what is he To save them, with the food reserves in the base that only 100,000 people can eat for a week? With only 1,000 people in the team eating half a year of food?

The wheelchair was removed from the mother and child. The removed wheelchair did not have any impact on the mother and child. The daze, the daze, continued to look at the sky. They had separated from the world. They were waiting to enter into another. world.

Zhang Xiaoqiang turned the wheelchair slowly. He felt that the lightweight wheelchair was so heavy. It made his heart tremble so heavily that he felt it was so difficult to move forward one centimeter every time.

He hates, he hates the leaders of gathering place, they are so fateful, all their food is taken from the mouths of these actors.

He hates, he hates himself, he is so selfish, just for a vague reason, he will give up two lives, one of which is still a young child.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped, he couldn’t push, the wheelchair was too heavy, he couldn’t push with a punch that could smash the stone wall, he was very uncomfortable, his eyes were wet, he lifted the back of his hand and wiped it slightly, his throat was dry, Picking up the kettle, the shaking hands couldn't unscrew the lid.

He seemed to hear a soft sound behind him, and he finally looked back.

The woman sits down again without strength, she holds the child and looks at the sky together, she looks at the sky, Zhang Xiaoqiang looks at her, time is passing, the woman who has not moved has moved, she slowly moves the child up She hugged her chest until she stopped. After a while, she seemed to have just exhausted her energy.

Then she did something unexpected for Zhang Xiaoqiang. She opened her chest to reveal her shrivelled breast, breast did not have any beauty, and it was thin like a deflated balloon, making people look at the heart palpitations, The woman put breast in the child's mouth and hugged him tightly.

Motherhood is great. At the last moment, women say that they are feeding their children. It is better to say that they give him the last point of maternal love. This infinite love brings out the infinitely small · · · · · · · of Zhang Xiaoqiang

" Eat slowly, don’t starve to death but choke to death · · · · · · ·"

Zhang Xiaoqiang whispered to the mother and son who were desperately swallowing together. The child did not respond, but just bowed down to eat the pastry in the hand. The woman nodded gratefully, stopped and stopped eating, holding half a piece of pastry tightly in her hand .

The pastry is Yuan Yi. I am afraid that Zhang Xiaoqiang is hungry, so I put it in the storage compartment on the wheelchair. Zhang Xiaoqiang wants to save the mother and child, but also afraid that when they return to the camp to call someone, the mother and child have already passed away. He remembered that there was still food on his body, and he was in a hurry.

"Don’t leave food, I know you want to leave it to the children, we have been stared at, you will not be robbed only by eating the food · · ·"

Zhang Xiaoqiang advised the woman indifferently. He was telling the truth. When he presented the food to the woman, several equally hungry men stared at him.

The woman heard that she had swallowed the rest of the food here, and the Zhang Xiaoqiang was right. The woman choked. She rolled her eyes with her head tilted up, trying to swallow the food stuck in her throat.

"I don’t know how long I’m hungry. As for what? Slowly drink · · · · · · · ·." Zhang Xiaoqiang lifted the kettle and poured the water into the woman’s mouth. The woman then saved life by swallowing the food.

After eating two pieces of pastry, the woman regained some vitality. She knelt down with the child to Zhang Xiaoqiang and was about to kowtow but was stopped by Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"Don’t give me a kowtow, I don’t deserve it. You will wait for the meeting. After about half an hour, you will take the child to the camp of lakeside and say you’re in a wheelchair. Tell others that I can't afford more people."

The woman nodded and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with excitement. She knew that her child didn’t have to die, and she would eat it in the future. No matter what she could eat, as long as she had a bite, she was satisfied.

When the child finishes eating, Zhang Xiaoqiang pushes the wheelchair to the base, a trace of ridicule flashes at the corner of his mouth, really when he is muddy? If you want to come, then come.

The people who follow behind Zhang Xiaoqiang will deal with themselves at the fence. Huang Quan drove the guards off the fence, and it became a secluded place.

Sure enough, Zhang Xiaoqiang just got under the wall. The footsteps behind him became dense. Hearing the intensive footsteps, Zhang Xiaoqiang shook the wheel with both hands and flicked it up. The wheelchair turned 180 degrees from the back to the front.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang faced the men chasing after them, these people were obviously scared. They did not expect Zhang Xiaoqiang to be so alert.

In the eyes of Zhang Xiaoqiang, these people are really not terribly fierce. One or the other is thin and ragged with yellow muscles and different ages. There are all grades, and even one is less than fifteen. , A childish face.

Although he is the youngest, his expression is the craziest. The shouting is also the most powerful. It seems that in his grade, he still does not know what is scary.

These people didn’t give Zhang Xiaoqiang more time to observe. They shouted and rushed forward. The prepared Zhang Xiaoqiang lifted the gun and shot it. The NP22 pistol from Bai Xiao was held in his hand. The Desert Eagle was Lost in Lake Heart Island, NP22 became his special pistol.

The pistol didn’t scare those people, it made them more excited. What does a pistol mean? It means being able to become a small force, meaning that others can be looted, and it means they can become the second Ma Sanchun.

Zhang Xiaoqiang shooting with a pistol is really not accurate. If those people’s targets are big enough, they will hit themselves if they don’t hit their heads.

one by one men howled and fell to the ground, one by one men stepped on their bodies and rushed up without looking back.

"Ah!!!" An unknown man was yelling because of fear and excitement, and threw the spiked club with rusty nails in his hand to Zhang Xiaoqiang.

At the moment when spiked club was released, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart tightened, and the pistol in his hand unconsciously aimed at the high-speed flying spiked club.

The time slows down. spiked club flying at high speed slowly turns his head in the air~IndoMTL.com~ Dirty handles, rusty nails, and the black and dry blood stains on the head all fall on Zhang Xiaoqiang Eyes.

Behind spiked club, the tones screamed by several running men were strangely weird, and they were infinitely elongated, and they were passed down one by one, just like they divided the tone into countless sections, and slowly roared out section by section.

spiked club is so clear in the eyes of Zhang Xiaoqiang, and the man running like a turtle behind spiked club is so blurry, as if all the focus is on the slow spiked club.

The sound of "Bang · · · · · ·Bang · · · · ·Bang · · · · · ·" was also slowed countless times, a bullet was flying in the air and flew to the spiked club .

One bullet flew through the iron nails, the second bullet flew through the rotating handle, and the third bullet fired an iron nail. The broken iron nail and the warped bullet flew to both sides Going, spiked club flying towards Zhang Xiaoqiang's chest was hit and flew towards his head.

"Pang · · · · · ·" Zhang Xiaoqiang waved his pistol and hit the infinitely enlarged spiked club in front of his eyelids. spiked club flew out of his cheek.

"Ah · · · · · · · ·" The previously broken cry was reconnected and turned into a piece. Zhang Xiaoqiang threw out his pistol, pulled out the triangle thorns around his waist and shoved them out in turn, his hearing recovered, but his vision did not return. Those men were in his eyes Still unclear, he threw out the triangle thorns fiercely, regardless of whether he could shoot it.

Twenty triangle thorns were exhausted, a roar in the Zhang Xiaoqiang brain shook him into the darkness, and a big hand lifted his back brain: "Elder Brother Cockroach · · · Elder Brother Cockroach · · · · ·"

"I · **** · · · · · · · · ·" Zhang Xiaoqiang closed his eyes and shouted two words, losing consciousness · · · · · · · · ·