Zhang Xiaoqiang sat on the ground. Through the curved knees, he could see the ground in front of his feet, the messy and broken furniture, the broken tea set, the sheets that were torn into strips, and they were scattered everywhere. Everything was Zhang Xiaoqiang. He made it in extreme repression and looked at his own achievements. He laughed at himself.

The fire was sprayed out in the lighter, and the swaying flame ignited a cigarette and then extinguished again. Zhang Xiaoqiang squirted a thick smoke, leaning the back of the head against the wall behind him, looking up at the rock at the top of his head.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is very tired, not only his body, but his heart is more tired. He has nothing to do but escape from this robbery. He goes with the women to the end of the world, and casually finds the inaccessible places, this residual, outside. The world is very dangerous. The outside world is very helpless. Whenever he finds a solution in a difficult situation, more dangers and dilemmas will follow. He does not know how long he can last.

After all, it is still humanity, the inexplicable guilt of a woman, the suspicion and ignorance between the dying brother and the dying brother. All this makes the otaku before the end of the world feel sad, is it necessary to be so complicated between people? Why, why in this end of the world, human beings are still in internal consumption, they do not know, only unity, can they have a way to live?

A cigarette burned out, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not really take a bite, he turned out the cigarette case, the cigarette case was empty, and the last cigarette had already been scented. He smashed the cigarette case into a ball and threw it away, holding his knee. Look at the broken glass at the foot.

Huang Quan came in. He did not see the torn and shredded debris on the ground. He walked straight to Zhang Xiaoqiang and stood waiting for Zhang Xiaoqiang to order.

"How to deal with it? Kill it..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang's tone is very cold, and there is a cold in the cold. At this moment, his heart is the same as his tone. He knows that Huang Quan has not done anything wrong. He just can't accept himself to kill himself.

"No..." has been executed by my brother. After discussing with my comrades, I decided to give them half of the materials and not to pay for the merits within three years. ”

Huang Quan bowed his head and said that the voice was still loud.

Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly climbed up from the ground, slightly finishing the wrinkled trouser legs, and patted Huang Quan’s shoulder and said:

"Very good ···Remember, we are not regular soldiers, the rules are dead, people are alive...·"

After that, Zhang Xiaoqiang lifted his leg and walked out of the room, leaving only Huang Quan to look at Zhang Xiaoqiang's back and silently...········

An internal crisis has been quietly resolved. The members of the murder have hugged their own lives. They are very satisfied with this. They dare not resent others. Those who have not committed crimes have released their psychological pressure. The head of the man who was killed by Zhang Xiaoqiang was satisfied with the punishment of those members. Is it better to be a soldier in the last days?

The second floor has been emptied. Whether it is a man or a woman, whether it is a living person or a dead person, it almost disappears. Only the little girl stands outside the hole and waits for Zhang Xiaoqiang to appear. Her eyes stare blankly at the blackened dirt on the ground. blood.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked around and prepared to go down to the first floor. He hadn't eaten yet. Anyway, the meal still had to be eaten. People still had to live. Huang Quan and the little girl followed him and walked to a hole opened by Zhang Xiaoqiang. There, Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped his footsteps. He saw this hole that just put his head out, and a plan came to his mind.

The breakfast was very rich. Zhang Xiaoqiang asked the team members to take out the cans they carried with them. The cans were made into thick soup, and the fish was sliced ​​into thin fish to make a delicious fish hot pot.

The players eat one kind, they enjoy the highest level, the men are one kind, the remaining ten people have a total of canned food, you can taste it, the women are one kind, they eat white water Cooking the fish, there is no seasoning, the salt can only be counted with particles, and there are not many salt on the island. They don't know how long it will last.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is a hot pot, this is his welfare, and no one dares to sit with him to eat. Zhang Xiaoqiang has a bit of boring eating and looking at the little girl who relieved his pressure.

The little girl ate with other women. They didn’t dare to complain that the fish soup was too embarrassing, and they buried their heads and ate their own ones. Some of them brought their children’s white rice into a porridge and fed them to the children. If you dare to take a bite, the players will already make it clear when they give them white rice.

"You····张小蝶···你来·······”

From one person to two people to eat together, Zhang Xiaoqiang feels that it is not as good as one person to eat, the little girl eats too carefully, the piece of fish that has been clipped has not been finished for a long time, buried head does not know whether it is eating, or introspection.

"I have eaten, you continue to eat, eat these things, hear?"

The girl nodded again and again, her eyes unconsciously slamming into the canned stewed fish.

"After I take the big fish away, it is up to you here. If I can't come back, you will take them on this island and you will get a day, when the base will send people to save you. I don't believe that the 18-door anti-aircraft gun can't kill the fish. If it is...there is no one to send someone to the base. You can find a way for yourself. If you can live out, you can give me a way to kill. Drop all the base heads·······

Before leaving, Zhang Xiaoqiang made a final account for Huang Quan~lightnovelpub.net~ Everything has to be the worst plan. This time it is a gamble, either a win or a loss.

"啪···" Huang Quan is saluting, looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang with a chill: "I believe that you will be fine... If there is a change, I will do what you say, as long as I am sorry for you, I will kill········

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Huang Quan’s deep eyes and nodded. He looked at the players standing in a row. All the people arrived. Lu Xiaobu, who had broken his leg, and Ding Wei, who had broken his internal injuries, and Li Zhi, who was tied with a bandage, As for Guo Fei, no one regards him as a person.

Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed to them and nodded. He turned around and flashed a figure in the corner of his eyes. A woman, a woman who washed and quietly, wore a very unsuitable mountain combat uniform, was the little girl, and the little girl was childish. With a little maturity, the girls in the last days are precocious.

The clean little girl is not very beautiful, she is pretty, she looks at Zhang Xiaoqiang with her eyes, but she dare not approach. She knows that in Zhang Xiaoqiang’s heart, she never has her position, she just wants Zhang Xiaoqiang’s Protection, two unrelated people at this time use each other to convey care.

Zhang Xiaoqiang got out of the big hole that he had broken open with the mouse king's blade. He didn't dare to stay for a second. The cat walked silently to the top of the mountain.

Yang Keer, who was sitting on the motorboat, was anxiously observing the island in the middle of the big lake. A black smoke rushed into the sky and saw the smoke. Yang Keer screamed at the driver's motorboat. Road: "Where,···········································

The motorboat turned a big bend on the Great Lakes, picking up the white water and rushing to the smoke-stricken island, and the waves of water swayed on the lake where the boat sailed.