Apocalypse Cockroach

Chapter 253: 253 In a hurry, retreat

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"You're lucky. With 20 team members, you have protected hundreds of people. You need to observe more in the future. Not every time you are so lucky, are there any s2-type zombies behind? Let someone lead the way, let's go and see." …”

Zhang Xiaoqiang only brought Yang Ke'er and Shangguan Qiaoyun to the back door. They cleared the s2 outside the gate and only made the first step. Now they are going to take advantage of the large group of s2 to be wiped out and kill the rest. Originally, Zhang Xiaoqiang planned to die Half of the survivors escaped from the wall behind with the rest. Although he had confidence in his team, he had no confidence in the large group of s2.

It's all right now, Yang Ke'er changed the equipment and the damage exploded several times. The change Yang Keer brought was that Zhang Xiaoqiang's team's combat power more than doubled. With this opportunity, Zhang Xiaoqiang naturally wanted to find out the remaining s2 Kill them, so that he can bring hundreds of people back unscathed... Zhang Xiaoqiang returned to the hall and looked at Sanzi and said, "Can you estimate how many s2 zombies are chasing you?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang ambitiously took the two women to the back, but in the end, except for some sundries behind, there was a collapsed wall, s2 didn't see any of them, the wall was blocked by broken bricks, and now Without time to clean up the rubbish, Zhang Xiaoqiang naturally led the people back to the hall, and he wanted to take the survivors out directly through the gate of the coal yard.

Third son: "It's not that many, just less than forty.

Zhang Xiaoqiang immediately made a mental calculation, and there were 7 corpses lying on the door of the main building, four of them were killed by heavy machine guns. After he entered the coal yard, an unlucky S2 was randomly shot by the team members on the roof. Killed, Zhang Xiaoqiang's team killed more than 30 of them before, that is to say, the s2 group has been completely killed

"By the way, Brother Cockroach, this is the leader of the team..." The third son pointed at the man with the knife and just finished speaking.

Zhang Xiaoqiang interrupted the third son: "Organize the evacuation immediately, let people get on the car directly outside, and those who can't get on the car just run to me and run to the gate."

Then Zhang Xiaoqiang turned around and looked at the strange man in the hall holding a brand-name weapon and said, "You all hand over your weapons. Now I'm in charge here. In my territory, no one can own a weapon without permission."

As soon as Zhang Xiaoqiang finished speaking, these men became anxious, and a younger one said directly: "Why, you count that onion..."

Halfway through his speech, he didn't dare to continue talking. The four heavy machine guns in the hall pointed their muzzles at him at the same time. The sub-machine gunner had already pinned the bullets, and the heavy machine gunner had his finger on the trigger ready to fire at any time.

The man with the long knife looked wrong and stood up to speak.

"Bang bang bang..." Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled out his large-caliber Desert Eagle and shot three times at the ceiling. The wall paint and cement slag on the ceiling fell one after another. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't care about the wall dust falling on his shoulders. He looked at the men Said: "I don't have time to talk to you more, put down your weapons immediately, otherwise, kill...no...pardon."

"When..." A double-barreled shotgun was thrown to the ground, and then all kinds of firearms fell on the ground. Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at the weapons on the ground out of the corner of his eye and turned to look at the man holding the knife. He pulled out his pistol and handed it to Zhang Xiaoqiang while holding the barrel. Zhang Xiaoqiang took it casually without even looking at it, and threw it on the pile of weapons. The man was about to throw out his long knife too.

"Keep this thing for yourself, sometimes a big knife is better than a gun barrel." After speaking, Zhang Xiaoqiang walked out the door.

The three machine gun groups carried heavy machine guns and walked out the door, and the remaining group watched the men. The third son said to the man holding the knife: "What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you call your people down quickly? Why is my eldest brother?" Tell me how to do it, let your people hurry up and wait to feed the zombies?"

"But there are still those things outside..."

"Hmph... Didn't you see that my elder brother brought people here? Tell you, those things are dead, my elder brother killed them, hurry up, I'm too lazy to say... Tell your people to run quickly, and the things will be taken away , we have everything."

Hearing what the third son said, the man saw Zhang Xiaoqiang walking outside again, turned around and shouted at his companion behind him, "Are you all deaf? Why don't you go up and call for someone? Tell everyone that you don't want anything. Let him stay here, we won't serve him anymore."

"Coach, are we just at the mercy of them? Do you think we..."

The man called the coach looked at the man who was speaking with an idiotic look, and then he turned to the others and shouted, "Hurry up? Are you itching again?"

Now all the men ran upstairs quickly, one of them ran too fast and fell on the ground, got up without saying a word, and continued to rush upstairs.

The coach glanced at his heavy machine gun and murmured to himself in a low voice: "How did I teach such a group of idiots? Didn't you see that they were all being pointed at by the gun?"

All kinds of men and women ran down from the upstairs, and the third son also took a dozen team members from the top downstairs to the downstairs. He asked his men to maintain the continuity of the crowd, and ran to Zhang Xiaoqiang himself and said, "Brother Cockroach, you need to wait outside." Unfortunately, those zombies are less than 500 meters away from us, machine guns and cannons are all useless, those things are dead one by one, but they are still rushing forward... "

"Stop talking nonsense, tell them to hurry up, now they only have ten minutes to retreat..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang’s words were interrupted by a woman’s exclamation in the distance. Zhang Xiaoqiang quickly ran to the side of an off-road vehicle and rolled over. The third son shouted: "Go and see what's going on, if someone makes trouble on purpose, kill him immediately..."

After thinking about it, Zhang Xiaoqiang dragged a coal-transporting driver from the base onto a large coal-hauling truck. He pointed to the densely packed cars in front of him and said, "Squeeze a way for me."

The driver didn't say anything else, and drove the big truck forward after starting it. With the violent vibration of the body, the small cars and large cars in front were squeezed or overturned. The creaking sound continued, and the car door beside Zhang Xiaoqiang was slowly deforming. When the door appeared in front of his eyes, both Zhang Xiaoqiang and the driver let out a long breath.

Zhang Xiaoqiang kicked open the car door, and said to the driver: "You drive directly back to the base, and let the honest man be ready to accept it. There are so many people enough for him to work." After speaking, Zhang Xiaoqiang got out of the car.

Watching the seriously deformed and paint-stained truck drive out the gate, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned around and looked behind him, only to see three off-road vehicles with heavy machine guns coming out, Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped one and rolled into the machine gun nest, looked at the machine gunner and said : "How much ammo is left?"

"The four bases are about 6,000 rounds."

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the chaotic crowd behind him, waved his hand, and three off-road vehicles drove out of the gate of the base.

In the coal yard, I heard the machine guns and cannons outside in full swing. When Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed outside with three off-road vehicles, everyone was frightened, including Zhang Xiaoqiang who had been prepared for a long time.

The original withered and yellow land outside has been submerged by the black sea, and from time to time there are coquettish flashes and strong gunpowder smoke in the black sea-like tide of corpses. Eight thick light chains rush into the sea of corpses with countless light spots, setting off a huge black wave. On the head of the surging tide are countless zombie remains, wherever the light chain goes, that piece of space can no longer be seen carefully.