Apocalypse Cockroach: Two hundred and sixty-two promoted to two/five more

All night, Chi Yong came over like this. Some people noticed that he didn’t sleep, but no one cared about him. Remind him that in Doomsday, everyone is responsible for their own decisions.

Chi Yong is holding the rifle and looking at the darkest sky in the early morning. It seems that he is waiting for the first morning light to drive away the morning screen, and at the same time disperse the gloom in his heart. Suddenly, a footstep stepped on the steel deck as a noise. He stopped next to him. He hadn't seen who he was. He sat down beside him and turned his head to see his captain, Motor.

"Still thinking about Liu Biao? What can he think of? He was like that, either killed by you or killed by the deputy captain. Do you really have the heart to see him being torn into pieces by those things? Off?"

Chi Yong is not looking over the motor, twisting his body and sliding to the floor with a backpack, looking at the iron plate above his head and saying:

"Captain · · ·, you don’t have to persuade me to · · ·. I know that · · · is in that situation, and it’s me, and I’m willing to have a happy, psychologically uncomfortable · · · a few hours ago and eat with him in a pot · · · ·

He is a driver who rents a taxi. We wouldn’t know him before. Individuals have their own ways of living. He can’t enter my circle, nor can I enter his circle. But now, he is my best Dear person · · · · My only relative · · ·"

Speaking of this, Chi Yong began to sob, hugged his helmet and cried with his head buried, listening to the choking noise of Chi Yong, the motor sighed, Chi Yong was too young, not even 23, not emotional Stability is normal.

"I was a soldier with him. At that time, no one knew anyone. It was all a friendship that was killed on the battlefield. From birth to death, he became my elder brother, I became his brother, a bit What is good, always thinking about me, in order to let me eat more bites of meat, he fought a lot with others.

I am an only child without brothers and sisters. I don’t know what other people’s elder brothers do, but he is my pro-elder brother. The life-changing friendship can’t be faked. If he can only live one, he will definitely rush to death.

Ooo · · Ooo · · · · I shot · · · · I killed him · · · I killed my pro-brother · · · Why wasn’t he on board, why was he not on board , Even if he died with him · · · · ”

The motor heard this, frowning, Chi Yong has a heart for death, Doomsday human beings are strong and fragile, nerves are tight all the time, in order to survive, they are willing to fight to grab, once the inner encounter When it comes to unbearable blows, they will think of self-release again, wasting a lot of people's survival opportunities in vain. Doomsday is a cruel knockout game. If you can't persist, you can only wait to be eliminated.

"Null talk to you, do you want to die like that? Why don’t you jump off the boat yourself? Is it easy to live to the present, the previous bitterness? If your parents are still alive, what would they think? You die? By the way, what do you say when you see Liu Biao? What the **** do you have in your head?"

Chi Yong stopped talking, holding his breath, holding the rifle to death, index finger gently stroking the blade of the folding bayonet.

"Don't think about this · · · · in the future. You are no longer your life. There will be ten people's lives waiting for you. If you go to war with the idea of ​​finding death, you will kill your team."

The motor said these words. Chi Yong hadn't turned the corner yet. He didn't understand. What team, what team leader, he didn't understand.

"Peng· · · ·" motor hit the helmet of Chi Yong with a punch, turned Chi Yong to the ground, Chi Yong stared at the motor stunnedly and asked tremblingly, "What is the relationship between the captain and me? None of the soldiers?"

"Chi Yong of the militia leader!!!"

Motor stood up and shouted loudly. The roaring sound awakened the people who were sleeping on the side. They opened their blank eyes, looked around, and then hit the focal length on the standing motor.

"To · · · · ·"

Chi Yong climbed up and stood straight in front of the motor. At this time, the comrades of a group of Chi Yong also stood upright.

"The 8th militia squad is now appointed, the first group leader Chi Yong is the 8th squad leader of the militia squad. I hope that the Chi Yong captain can maintain discipline in the future battles, fight for the first, make more achievements, and be promoted to one. Grade non-commissioned officer, fill in the official team establishment · · · ·"

Chi Yong is stupid, and his comrades are stupid. It’s not easy for the militia to turn right, because all the official members of the Zhang Xiaoqiang team are first-level non-commissioned officers, and the non-commissioned officer is the team’s lifelong career. Need to worry more, even if it is disabled, Zhang Xiaoqiang will become a waste person and will support him.

The militia is equivalent to a recruit. After the official team members die, the body will be transported back to the camp, waiting for the Osmanthus Mountain that is packed into a sealed coffin to be transported back to the base, and enjoy the military burial. The militia, if there is time, their body will be Buried, if there is no time, they will be ignited by a fire, waiting for the battle to end the burial, in Doomsday, the corpse itself is the mutant beast and zombie food.

That is to say, Chi Yong has become a person who can keep the body silently. Although people of Doomsday don't care much about these things, who doesn't want to be buried in a beautiful scenery after death?

"This · · · this · · · · is not wrong?"

Chi Yong stuttered and talked, but his eyes were not on the serious motor body, some misty, hands · kept rubbing his trousers legs, do not know where to put.

"Chi Yong Captain · · · This is what you deserve, I hope you can go one step further · · · ·"

Mada encouraged Chi Yong with a smile on his face. He admired the young people in front of him. When he broke off, he would never drag on the mud. Although he would regret later, he was a hundred times better than hesitating in battle.

"Then · · · ·, what about Captain Ma?"

Chi Yong can’t imagine, what should I do as a former militia captain motor?

"You are still my soldier, my new position is the captain of the 4th Militia Squadron, you are still my men, and now I can almost be regarded as the captain of the official team, haha ​​· · · ·, you played well, I also commanded the merits Ah."

Matsu was originally depressed as a militia captain, but he did not expect that he could also become a second-level noncommissioned officer by virtue of his command of the militia. Now he has three militia squads under him~IndoMTL.com~ a squad of 30, also That is to say, he commanded almost the size of a large group of troops, and may not become a third-level non-commissioned officer or second lieutenant officer in the future.

Comrades were sluggish, and in the blink of an eye, their companions became official players. Although Chi Yong had been awarded at the commendation meeting before, and received the position of leader of the militia, but at that time, the guns used were different, the 63-type rifle. It is no different from the 81 rifle, the identity is the same, the welfare is the same, the only difference is that the team leader has to worry about some trivial things, they are happy.

Chi Yong was also sluggish. He killed his elder brother himself, but got the position and identity that his elder brother had dreamed of before, which made her a little unacceptable, feeling that it was stolen from Liu Biao.

Motor saw that Chi Yong’s face was cloudy, and thought he was still sad for Liu Biao. He took a step forward and patted Chi Yong on the shoulder, saying:

"The deputy captain ordered that Liu Biao be recognized as an official player. Everyone’s achievements last night are seen by everyone. You don’t have to be sad. I want Liu Biao to know that he was killed as an official player. He will also be pleased."

"Could · · · can be burnt gray · · · · · ·"

Chi Yong stared blankly at the direction of the ship's side. It seemed that the eldest brother was standing and smiling at him, feeling the pain in his heart.

"Nothing, · · ·. If I died in a battle, maybe he’s the same as him. Let’s cremate. When we win, you can get his ashes back, and transport them back to the camp. A bite of the best coffin was transported back to the most beautiful Osmanthus Mountain, we shot and sent off to · · ·"

Chi Yong became a person in an instant. The previous depression, frustration, self-blame and grief all disappeared, straightened his back, his chest was revealed, his eyes were staring at the motor's eyes vigorously, heavy Nodding his head, he wanted to fight, to fight to retrieve his brother's ashes.