The machine gunner didn't care to listen to what the woman said afterwards. His whole mind was in a mess. For a while, he was cramped and skinned, and for a while he was feeding zombies. After finally waking up, he heard the woman say: "Open your head to you! That's all for the punishment."
The machine gunner was clever, hugged the woman's thigh and shouted: "What...what punishment, please explain clearly..."
Seeing this rude machine gunner hugging her thigh and begging for herself, the woman felt a strong sense of satisfaction. This rude guy has always been at odds with her, and wanted to overwhelm her with everything. Now is the retribution
"Zhangtou said, what kind of daily necessities do you have this month, cigarettes, alcohol, and meat tickets are all gone. It seems that this is all. Well, my Zhangtou said that the price will be increased by half, hehehe... half..."
The machine gunner collapsed and sat on the ground, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. He still couldn't believe that Zhang Xiaoqiang let him go so easily? It seems that the guys who have offended him before will die badly
The heavy machine gunner doesn't know that Zhang Xiaoqiang has his own bottom line. Although the heavy machine gunner sleeps during the night, it is really not a big deal in Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes. The zombies in the vicinity of ten miles have been cleared, and there is no hostility Zhang Xiaoqiang is naturally relieved of influence, but he is not afraid of 10,000, just in case, these lazy guys still have to warn.
"By the way, Zhang Tou said, from now on, I will be the leader of your group, uh... the leader of the night watch team, you, you, there is no one else here, you go up, wake up those sleeping, and say they The new team leader, Sister Cao, said..."
The deputy machine gunner leaned on the sandbag, took out a piece of soft candy from his pocket, and put it in his mouth. Watching the dejected machine gunner walk towards the 18-meter-high watchtower, he felt very happy. Happiness is based on others. Above the pain, this sentence is really true.
The two people next to the Type 54 anti-aircraft machine gun on the watchtower are still dozing off. They don’t know that their salary this month has reached the lowest level. They are still dreaming sweet dreams... In the early morning, the hill full of sweet-scented osmanthus trees is very quiet today. , There seemed to be a tragic atmosphere in the air.
Zhang Xiaoqiang stood silently in front of the nine tombstones, behind him was He Wenbin, behind him were Sanzi, Honest Man and others, and a hundred fully armed combatants stood neatly in a square formation. They were all wearing yellow military uniforms and tied A cowhide belt, an almost new Type 56 submachine gun on his shoulders, and an M1 helmet on his head.
Everyone looked solemn. They looked at the nine tombstones on the top of the hill. These were the first batch of team members who died since the official establishment of this small base. This was the first batch, but it would definitely not be the last batch.
Survival in the apocalypse is cruel. In this cruel apocalypse, individual strength is small and insignificant. The members of the combat team lying in the grave may have their own colorful lives before the apocalypse, but now they Can only wait to turn into loess.
Zhang Xiaoqiang carefully looked at the names engraved on each tombstone, hoping to remember them in his heart, and engraved on the top tombstone: "Wang Chong, nicknamed Networm, glasses, born in 1987, he was trampled on by everyone when he was alive." Little man, he died more like a man than anyone else, a real man."
Zhang Xiaoqiang took one last look at Wang Chong's tombstone, and turned around to look at the hundreds of combat team members standing in a square formation. When Zhang Xiaoqiang turned around, all the team members standing in a relaxed posture stood at attention, and everyone stood up. Jin Li straightened his chest, looked straight at Zhang Xiaoqiang, and waited for Zhang Xiaoqiang to speak with a solemn expression.
"The place where you stand will be your cemetery. Of course, it is also mine. Why do you say that? The old team members all know how many zombies you have killed with me? How many monsters have you killed? Also, how many enemies have you killed? … It’s countless, and you don’t even know how many you have killed.”
Speaking of which, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the 20 old players standing in the front row. These 20 veteran players who were a little emotional were his core team. The town was besieged by big rats, and was attacked in the middle of the night. They survived all these and finally became a strong warrior.
"But, do you know how many zombies are there? How many monsters? How many enemies?... I don't know... You don't know... But I know... There are countless... There are countless battles waiting for you, God knows you will be there When you get hit in the head by a bullet and are dragged into their lair by a mutant beast, the most likely thing is... you will be torn apart and eaten by countless zombies, not even a corpse can be left behind."
Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the team members standing neatly with his eyes burning. The old team members puffed up their chests and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang indifferently. They were all figures who crawled out of the dead. , now every day they live is considered an extra day, as long as they can eat and run better than others, they will be satisfied.
Those team members who fought rats with Zhang Xiaoqiang, and fought a surprise battle in the middle of the night did not have any emotional fluctuations. They had all seen blood and big scenes. For them, they had already been in prison when the rats dug the ground. They just died. It is luck to be alive now, the luck that Wang Chong gave them. If they really reach that point, they will die.
The 60 newly joined team members have different expressions. Some of them look excited and want to howl loudly. They are bloody men who yearn for the battlefield in their bones. They had already considered that they would die, and they were mentally prepared, while some began to hesitate and panic.
They are all for the welfare of the combatants, or for the right to pursue women, and they hesitate to let them die. They are all thinking in their hearts, would it be too bad if they died like this
Zhang Xiaoqiang's sharp eyes saw the hesitation of many people, and he said slowly: "It's not too late for you to quit now, the old man knows, I have an iron rule, I am all those who turn around and run away on the battlefield, kill... no... pardon..."
Zhang Xiaoqiang gritted his teeth and said every word without mercy, which made many people below feel cold.
"In the future, the base will be gradually restructured. Anyone who has made outstanding contributions will have the opportunity to receive the same treatment and benefits as the combatants. That is to say, as long as they work hard, everyone will have the opportunity to marry a wife and have children. Contributing points to exchange for luxury goods, everyone has the opportunity, I don’t have the idea of relying on relationships here, as long as you have the ability, you will have everything.”
After Zhang Xiaoqiang said these words, the hesitation in the eyes of many people became more and more intense. Who would be willing to work hard to get a chance without working hard
"The last time, whoever wants to quit, this is the last chance. You will never have the chance to quit in the future. Either you are lucky enough to survive or be buried here. Of course, those who escape have no chance to be buried here. Only here will be buried." Buried soldiers."