With the efforts of Zhang Xiaoqiang and the combat team, the zombies fell to the ground. Zhang Xiaoqiang alone eliminated all the S-shaped zombies. When he alone killed half of the zombies, and all the S-shaped zombies, he was even more fearful and admired. With the means to punish people's hearts and a record that can be admired, Zhang Xiaoqiang is now completely under the leadership of the leader. Stand firm, even if he is not in the base, as long as there is no news of his death, these people will not have any thoughts of rebellion, Zhang Xiaoqiang is really too strong.
Zhang Xiaoqiang leaned against the car body and smoked, and other combat team members were resting around him, some were smoking cigarettes, some were drinking water, and some were secretly looking at Shangguan Qiaoyun who was wiping Zhang Xiaoqiang's triangular thorns. After a thrilling fight, Shangguan Qiaoyun's body, face, and hands were covered with black ash and stains. She also cared about it. Erase it, she has matured a lot in this battle and she has let go a lot. Now Shangguan Qiaoyun has begun to become like a warrior, saying goodbye to the former delicate young lady forever.
"What did you think when you shot? You shot before you even looked over, so you're not afraid of hurting me?" Zhang Xiaoqiang finished smoking a cigarette and looked at the logistics team cleaning up the corpses at the door. Asked out of the mouth.
Shangguan Qiaoyun stopped what she was doing, and began to think back to the scene... She shot seven bullets in a row. Seeing the zombie slowly trying to shake her, she became more and more anxious. She took a deep breath and silently said to herself : "No hurry, no hurry... I will definitely hit... I will..." She dragged the gun tightly to her shoulder, put the crosshairs of the gun on the head of the zombie, and just about to pull the trigger, her mind suddenly felt like Something was calling, and her body stiffened immediately, as if something was about to happen behind her. She wanted to turn her head, but Ke Ke held the rifle with both hands holding the gun body and turned around before she could think. Seeing clearly what was going on, he pulled the trigger with his finger. After the gunshot, Zhang Xiaoqiang experienced a crisis.
"Spiritual event?" Zhang Xiaoqiang felt trembling in his heart, didn't Shangguan Qiaoyun just mentioned the upper body of a ghost? Zhang Xiaoqiang has always preferred to believe in these things rather than believe in nothing. He has experienced some things, although he has never seen them, but he seems to be able to feel them slightly. For example, when he went to the countryside to play, in that kind of old house, he wanted to open the door and go out, but the door suddenly opened by itself. Then, like a gust of wind, he didn't feel any coolness, but his skin was covered with goosebumps unconsciously. When he went out to the living room, he saw that all the doors and windows were closed, and there were no flowers, plants or trees outside the windows. After being blown by the wind, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt some kind of lump in his heart, like stepping on a soft thing on the corridor when he escaped from the house, it would scare him half to death.
Zhang Xiaoqiang shut up immediately, and didn't dare to ask any more questions, who knows if that great god has escaped from Shangguan Qiaoyun, anyway, he saved his life, so he shouldn't be looking for him in the middle of the night, right
Two hundred corpses were moved by six people, and the ground at the gate was covered with the black blood of the zombies. Although the blood of the zombies themselves was not much, it couldn't hold back the large number of them, and the sticky black blood accumulated on the ground was a bit slippery. , all the corpses were not removed until two hours later, Zhang Xiaoqiang and the combat team did not intend to help at all, as long as the logistics team was on duty, they could eat white rice, Zhang Xiaoqiang now has a lot of rice, rice that can’t be eaten But he won't raise them for nothing. If everyone is allowed to eat rice, what will the people who go out and work hard think? In this case, Zhang Xiaoqiang has established several classes. He and He Wenbin are the first class, the combat team is the second class, the women in the base and some important positions are the third class. Counting the two guys who learned maintenance and manufacturing from him, the first three classes are full of rice, and the rest are the fourth class, usually only half of the rice ration, chicken feed is open supply, follow the combat team to attend work Get a full ration of rice for three days.
They came out to do physical work, Zhang Xiaoqiang's combat team had to save their strength to deal with danger, so they looked down upon them, and the logistics team were all wearing tattered clothes, which were their own clothes from before. Zhang Xiaoqiang would not be kind enough to give them the military uniform he took out. Among the six people, a figure wearing a yellow World War II US military uniform looked particularly obtrusive. Looking at him, all members of the combat team were full of contempt in their eyes.
Seeing that the exit was cleared, Zhang Xiaoqiang made a gesture, and all the combat teams began to check their equipment. The third son filled everyone with thirty rounds of ammunition, and Zhang Xiaoqiang carried all the weapons wiped clean by Shangguan Qiaoyun on his back one by one. , He looked at Shangguan Qiaoyun and said: "You are looking at the car outside, where did you put the pistol I gave you last time? Find it and put it on your body, remember the lesson!"
Shangguan Qiaoyun blushed when she heard that, the pistol was always under her left side, but she couldn't remember that she still had a pistol. Seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang leading the crowd in, she untied the pistol inside the uniform. She took off the belt, put it around her waist again, and reloaded the rifle. After thinking for a while, she found out that her previous carbine had also been reloaded. One carbine was by her side, and the other rifle was in her hand. Be alert in the car.
Zhang Xiaoqiang took the lead with a stainless steel horn gun, followed by a combat team with rifles, followed by six logistics teams with shields, and a group of people walked to the side of the parking lot of the hot spring hall. It is very large, with all kinds of high-end off-road vehicles and RVs parked on it. All the vehicles are surrounded by more than a dozen police cars. The doors of some police cars are opened, and the seats, doors, windows, and the ground are everywhere. Puddles of blackened blood, bones, rags, deformed police caps, moldy leather shoes, bullet casings, and even Type 77 pistols surrounded the bloodstains. Zhang Xiaoqiang walked to the middle and bent down to pick up the pistol. After being drenched in rain, exposed to the sun, and trampled by zombies countless times, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the pistol without a single bullet, threw it to the third son, and led the people to continue walking inside.
The surrounding area of the parking lot is well greened. From the foot of the mountain to the bottom of the valley, there are all kinds of vegetation, but now there is no greenery. The bare trunks and branches seem to show people the elegance of the past, and the grass under the trees has also changed from the previous full The greenery is dry, and a path paved with flowers and stones extends forward in the forest until it is blocked in front of a large fountain. In the fountain, there is a group of stone sculptures. The theme is a group of girls taking a bath. Every stone carving is beautified by beautiful carvings, full of texture and graceful lines, vividly showing the scene of a group of girls bathing by the river.
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't have any artistic talent. He walked around the stone statue in his eyes along the stone road. The scene in front of him surprised him a little. The water flowed towards a small lake in front of him, surrounded by small garden-style villas. Apart from the garden-style villas, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn’t see anything related to modern times. There was no concrete floor, no steel-structured street lamps, no Seeing any wires and machinery, the road on the ground was replaced by bluestone slabs, with yellow-brown lawns on both sides, walking on the smooth slate road, watching the gurgling sound of the brook, looking at the quiet small lake, Zhang Xiaoqiang Smiling, he suddenly felt that he was not looking for a remnant enemy on the battlefield, but rather like a company leader taking his employees on an outing. There was only silence around him, except for the footsteps of Zhang Xiaoqiang and his party, and there was no other sound except the gurgling of the clear stream. There was no sound of wind, no singing of birds, no noise from human beings, Zhang Xiaoqiang and others walked until the entrance to the villa.
After killing the last zombie locked in the house, Zhang Xiaoqiang stood outside on the lawn and looked at his future base. There are twenty or thirty houses in the villa area, and the layout of each house is similar, except for the size of the rooms, the decoration The quality of the material and the quality of the furniture are the same. A small house can accommodate three or five people, and seven or eight people are a little too crowded. If you squeeze it hard, ten people can also live. The house in front of you can accommodate more than a hundred people. For the first person, Zhang Xiaoqiang was very satisfied. It was better to have a ready-made house to live in than to build it himself. The people in the combat team were very obedient, while the people in the logistics team began to wear the clothes and utensils left by the previous guests on themselves.
Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at the third son and continued walking towards the valley without saying a word. Behind him came the sound of beating and scolding from the third son and the screams of being beaten by the logistics team. Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored the farce behind him. It belongs to the combat team and the base, and the logistics team naturally has nothing, no accommodations, and the rules are the rules.