Apocalypse Cockroach: Two hundred and ninety-nine see the enemy camp

"More than two hundred people, there are about one hundred and forty men and more than one hundred women."

"You guys live on the mountain?" Zhang Xiaoqiang is a little surprised. This hill looks very ordinary, and there are no buildings on it.

"We live behind the mountain, and we can get there as long as we climb the mountain. If we take the road, we have to take a big round. There should be a whistle on it, that is, they saw your convoy We want to rob you." Li Zhu is now omnipresent and very cooperative. He even actively told Zhang Xiaoqiang where the dark whistle points are.

Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn’t know if the people above are ready, he let three people guard the captives, and he climbed up the hill with twelve people touching the black.

The hillside is relatively gentle. Zhang Xiaoqiang and his men are not struggling to climb. They climb very carefully. They encounter bushes that are blocking the road. To.

Zhang Xiaoqiang has the best physique, and he climbs to the front. He moves silently and quickly to throw the team members behind him out of the boss. Pieces of rocks and bushes are thrown behind him. I don’t look at any wind and wind around me. Although Li Zhu has pointed out the hidden location of the dark whistle for him, he still dare not care. He doesn’t trust Li Zhu. He is willing to be careful. Today’s losses are too great. Tell others.

There is no moonlight tonight, and the hillside is dark. The arrival of Doomsday has caused various animals and plants to change. Plants have withered and animals have mutated. Even the insects that usually like to roar at night have not moved, and the surroundings are quiet. , Zhang Xiaoqiang can't hear any sound, only hear his own slightly rapid gasp in his ear.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoqiang listened, and the surroundings were still, and there was no movement on the top of the mountain. He raised his head and sniffed carefully in the air. That’s right, there was a smell of cigarette smoke in the air, as an old smoke gun , Zhang Xiaoqiang is very familiar with this smell, someone smokes nearby, and not far from him. ,

He climbed up more carefully. Slowly he approached the hill. A figure stood on the hill constantly looking around. It is now five o'clock in the morning. The sky is still dark. Zhang Xiaoqiang can't see the person's specific appearance and wear. However, Zhang Xiaoqiang was sure that the person who smoked was not him, and there was no fiery **** in his mouth.

He slowly surveyed the surrounding terrain, trying to find the guy who hid and smoked. It was a hidden whistle. The information of Li Zhu was wrong. He said that the position of the hidden whistle could be seen slightly behind the top of the mountain Clear whistle, if the lurking whistle is really in the position he said, the smell of that person's smoking will never spread so far.

Here is the mountain. The mountain breeze can be bigger than the ground. Looking at the clear whistle in front of him, Zhang Xiaoqiang is not afraid to move, although he can kill him, but after that? Does Zhang Xiaoqiang feel so careful that he just wants to hit Liu Touer by surprise?

As he was looking carefully, he said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Hey! How many of them did they come back to see the head????????"

The sound rang around Zhang Xiaoqiang, and the sudden outgoing voice made Zhang Xiaoqiang startle. He couldn't help but shrink his neck and lower his body.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is surrounded by a half-height rock, the heel of the rock is buried in the soil, Zhang Xiaoqiang is looking at the rock, the sound comes from the back of the rock, which means the straight distance between Zhang Xiaoqiang and the hidden whistle Less than one meter.

"I didn’t see it clearly. Anyway, there were more than a hundred people out there, and there were more than a dozen of them back. By the way, I also saw a stunned man being lifted down. It looks like it’s not ours. Bianer? If our people were dizzy, Liu Tou'er would only pay him a knife." Ming Shao also looked away and started chatting with the latent whistle.

"Is that the one over there, I don’t know where it came from, ruthless, there are only a few people who have killed more than one hundred people on our side. Fortunately, it’s our turn today. Let's whistle, otherwise, hum? Our little life is going to be reimbursed." Lurking whistle seemed to be happy that he didn't go up, and his tone was a bit gloating.

"Yeah, I heard the evil sound of guns over there, the sound is like twelve o'clock in the New Year, and it hasn't been broken at all, the stray bullets on the side of the mountain are like raindrops. Ah, I was dizzy when I looked at the warheads that were dragging the light. By the way, did you hear the · gun over there?" Ming Shao completely forgot his task and started talking with the lurking whistle.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not continue to listen. He slowly bypassed the two people who were in the past two days, and touched the lurking whistle mentioned by Li Zhu. Some artillery shells, troops and other words came faintly behind him.

As soon as I passed the mountain head Zhang Xiaoqiang, I saw that the mountain was brightly lit, piles of materials were burning on the open space under the mountain, one by one women and men kept moving things into trucks and trucks, and there was a row of simple houses beside the fire There is a thick log on the side, and a naked man is also helped on it. Zhang Xiaoqiang looks at it, but it is not the guy of Guo Fei. It seems that he is not the opponent of the mysterious man.

There is a pile of rubble in front~IndoMTL.com~ There are everything in disorder covered with branches and leaves. Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly touched the pile and pulled out a police dagger and climbed into it.

The space inside the stone pile is very narrow, and only two people can be wrapped in it, dark and invisible, Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly creeps over there, the dagger in his hand is ready to pierce at any time, and there is a grunt from inside When it came out, Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped wriggling, squinting slowly to adapt to the darkness inside, a dark figure was curling up in a group sleeping soundly, and bursts of grunts kept coming out of his mouth.

Zhang Xiaoqiang pushed the knife rest on his neck and pushed him a bit. The man was still asleep, nothing happened. Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled out his belt to tie his hands back, put down his clothes corner and rubbed it into a ball and stuffed him. In the mouth, until Zhang Xiaoqiang tied him to dumplings, this guy continued to sleep soundly, but the grunt no longer sounded, he was breathing heavily with his nose.

There are two left. Zhang Xiaoqiang continues to touch the light and dark whistle on the other side. When he arrives there, he sees his team members aiming at him with a gun. The two light and dark whistle are tied together and kneel down. Something was stuffed on the ground, too.

Under the mountain there is chaos. People are running around like a group of headless flies beside a burning fire. A man carrying a box is hit by a leather bag under his feet and rolls to the ground. wooden box spreads out, Salt bags filled with bags of pounds are scattered everywhere.

Before he got up, a long, swaying knife blazed by the flame split his head in half, and the split head was still attached to his neck, both of which were divided into two heads and sprayed continuously. With bright red blood, the blood rushed out of his white flower brain and sprinkled everywhere.

"thump??" The blood-sprayed body fell on the ground salt. Under the light of the fire, the dark red blood slowly accumulated from under him to form a pool of blood and drowned the salt bag scattered on the ground.