Apocalypse Cockroach: Two hundred and twenty-six kill · · no · · amnesty ·

What the woman said after machine gunner didn’t want to listen. His whole brain was chaotic, for a while he was cramped, and for a while he was fed zombie. It was easy to wake up and hear the woman say: "Chief Zhang That's all for your punishment."

A smart machine gunner, holding the woman’s thigh and shouting: "What · · · punishment, please be clear · · · · ·"

Looking at this rude machine gunner holding her thighs and begging for herself, the woman feels a strong sense of satisfaction. This rude guy has never dealt with himself. He wants to suppress himself with everything. Now he has to repay?

"Chief Zhang said, what are your lifestyle items, cigarettes, wine, and meat tickets this month? It looks like this, um, my Chief Zhang said it went up by half, hehe · · · · went up by half · · · · · · · ·"

machine gunner sat prostrate on the ground and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He couldn’t believe it, Zhang Xiaoqiang just let himself go so easily? It seems that the guys who have offended him before will not die well?

Heavy machine gunner does not know that Zhang Xiaoqiang has its own bottom line. Although machine gunner sleeps at night, it is really not a big deal in the eyes of Zhang Xiaoqiang. The zombie in the neighborhood is emptied, and there is nothing. Hostile forces, Zhang Xiaoqiang is naturally at ease, but not afraid of 10,000, just in case, these lazy guys still have to warn.

"By the way, Chief Zhang said, in the future, I will be the head of your group, the head of the · · · · vigil group, you, you, there is no one else here, you go up, call those who sleep, just Said their new team leader Cao said · · · · · · · · · ·"

Deputy machine gunner sat on the sandbag, took a piece of jelly from his pocket and put it in his mouth, watching the frustrated machine gunner walk toward the guard tower of the eighteen a meter in height. His heart is beautiful, and happiness is built on others Above the pain, this sentence is really true.

Two of the 54 type anti-aircraft machine guns on the watchtower are still dozing. I still don’t know that their treatment this month has reached the lowest level. They are still dreaming of · · · · · · · · · · · ·

In the early morning, the hill full of osmanthus trees was extremely quiet today, and the air seemed to be filled with a tragic atmosphere.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stood in front of the nine tombstones. He Wenbin was behind him, followed by San Zi, Old Ren Shi and others. One hundred fully armed combatants stood neatly in a square formation. They all wore yellow military uniforms. He wore a cowhide belt, carried a new 80% submachine gun on his shoulder, and wore an M1 helmet on his head.

Everyone has a solemn face. They looked at the nine tombstones on the top of the hill. This is the first group of sacrificed members since the small base was officially established. This is the first batch, but it will definitely not be the last batch.

The survival in Doomsday is cruel. In this cruel Doomsday, personal strength is small and insignificant. Members of the fighting team lying in the grave may have their own colorful lives before Doomsday. But now they can only wait to turn into loess.

Zhang Xiaoqiang carefully looked at the names engraved on each tombstone, hoping to keep them in mind, engraved on the top tombstone: "Wang Chong, nickname networm, glasses, born in 87, he is alive to see it alone The little person who stepped on him, he died more like a man than anyone else, a real man."

Zhang Xiaoqiang finally glanced at the tombstone of Wang Chong, turned around and looked at the 100 combat team members standing in a square matrix. When Zhang Xiaoqiang turned around, all the players standing in a rest position stood in line. Everyone puts up his chest, and his eyes are staring at Zhang Xiaoqiang, and his expression is solemnly waiting for Zhang Xiaoqiang to speak.

"The place where you stand will be your cemetery, of course, it’s mine. Why do you say that? Old players know, how many zombie did you follow me? How many monster did you kill? And how much did you kill? The enemy? · · · · · · · · · · · · · · are countless, you don’t know how many killed."

Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang looks at the 20 old players standing in the front row. These 20 old players with some emotions are his core class. He took them to fight Hot Spring Hall, played the viaduct, and recovered After passing through the town, besieged by big rats, and attacked by people in the middle of the night, they all survived and finally became an iron-clad warrior.

"But, do you know how many zombies are there? How many monsters are there? How many enemies are there? · · · · · · · · · · · I don’t know · · · · · · · · CCFF · · · · But I know · · · · · · · · is countless · · · · · · · · There are countless battles waiting for you to be hit in the head Only the mutant beasts dragged into their nests, the most likely is · · · · · · · · you will be torn and eaten by countless zombie, and even the corpse cannot be left.

Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the players who were standing neatly. The old players stood up and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang carelessly. They are all characters who have climbed out of the dead, right For them, every day they live is even more profitable, as long as they can eat and run better than others, they will be satisfied.

The players who have followed the Zhang Xiaoqiang and played the mouse and the assault battle in the middle of the night have no mood swings. They have all seen blood and seen the big scene~IndoMTL.com~ For them, they have been in prison The mouse died when he dug the ground, and now it is luck to live, it is the luck given to them by Wang Chong. If you really get to that point, you die.

The 60 newly joined players have different expressions. Some people are excited and howl they want to cry. That is the **** man in their bones who is looking forward to the battlefield. Some people are unimpressed by their expressions. They are Before joining, he had considered that he would die, they were also mentally prepared, and some people began to hesitate and panic.

They are all for the welfare of combat team members, or for the rights of pursuing women. They really hesitate to let them die. They are all thinking about it. If they die like this, are they too bad?

The sharp eyes of Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the hesitation of many people. He said slowly: "Now you have time to quit, the old man knows, I have an iron law, everyone who turns on the battlefield and runs away Yes, kill · · · · without · · · · pardon · · · · ·"

Zhang Xiaoqiang gritted his teeth and said that there was no amnesty, killing many people below.

"In the future, the base will gradually be restructured. Anyone who has made outstanding contributions will have the opportunity to receive the same treatment and benefits as the combat team members. That is, as long as they work hard, anyone can have a wife and child. Everyone has a chance to exchange luxury goods with their own contribution points. I don’t have a relationship here. As long as you have the ability, you will have everything."

As Zhang Xiaoqiang said these words, many people's eyes became heavier and heavier. They could get a chance without desperation. Who would be so desperate?

"The last time, who wants to quit, this is the last chance, you will never have the opportunity to quit again, either luck to live, or buried here, of course, those who run away have no chance to bury here, Only soldiers will be buried here."