The man in front of me is very ordinary, ordinary appearance, ordinary height, thin body, thin and cheeky cheeks, unkempt hair lost luster, dry like straw, black hair has become yellow hair, he was tossed by poison The loss of strength, it seems that a strong wind can blow him away, he stood in a military position, the hands clinging to the middle of the trouser legs are slightly stunned.

The man was ruined by poison. He couldn’t stop the gun in his life. His eyes were also turbid. It was not the turbidity in the eyes of the old man. It seemed to be dripped into some chemical raw materials in the eyes, the bright red blood, the brown pupil. Dim dark green, no look, no luster.

Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the insistence of this man. He stood in the military position after entering the door. Facing Zhang Xiaoqiang and the people’s scrutiny, he still had no fear. He stood like an old pine, with a little pride, he used his muddy eyes. Looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang, Zhang Xiaoqiang has a feeling that this person is turbid in his eyes, but his heart is thorough. Although he does not know what he is holding, he has a good impression on him, and a person who knows how to persist is a perseverance. People.

"Hate me...····"

Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly said a word, so that everyone else feels surprised, it seems that the man is saved by himself. Those who want his life are those on the island.

"You should not kill civilians... They are just a group of persecuted poor people."

The man's eyes are still turbid, and there is no change in his look. It seems that the words of this anger are not from his mouth.

"哼···You are a soldier, at least a former soldier. You should know that as long as they have weapons in their hands, they will no longer be civilians. They are killing me. I only killed them. People with weapons, whether they were former civilians or thugs at the time, I only know that I will not kill them, and my comrades will be killed by them."

Huang Quan stood up and replied to him. Huang Quan was wearing a clean military uniform and hanging one arm. The standing military posture was even more standard than him.

Huang Quan’s military posture stung the man’s eyes, and he squinted slightly:

"You are also a soldier? Are they really killing you?"

"XXX troops XXX garrison officers, Shaochun Huang Quan, they are all killed by me, the soldiers only have enemies in their eyes, they are my enemy."

The man stopped talking, and he looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang and asked:

"What do you want me to do? Let's just say, I only hope that you will be kind to those who have survived. They are all detestable."

"Is the situation on the other side really like what you said? Do you dare to swear in the name of the military?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang whispered this sentence, staring at the former soldier.

"I swear in the name of my military, everything I said is true."

"Well, you go out...············"

After the man went out, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned to Huang Tingwei and said:

"Resend people to reconnaissance, and do not forget any corners. If I have not guessed wrong, there may be a corpse on the other side.········

Huang Tingwei’s eyes flashed in the light, and he nodded and turned to go out.

"Hey, he has not sworn?" Huang Quan did not understand.

"He swore, but unfortunately, he is no longer a soldier..."

The fire shone, the streamer flew, and a zombie that was only smashing was hit by a stray bullet. It was shredded into several pieces and spread out. It was interrupted and the head was thrown down on the ground, flying in the smoke. There are countless flying muds, black soil scattered in the air, or large or small gravel quickly falling, hitting the zombies as the ants marched.

From time to time, zombies were hit and attacked. From time to time, zombies were stumped by the corpses under their feet. As long as they fell down, they would no longer have the opportunity to stand. Thousands of zombies were slaughtered on the battlefield of the team, gunshots, guns, The sound of the explosion, a flame that connected in a line, described the entire battlefield as a scene of hell, and the zombies struggled in hell.

Jiang Feng scraped over, the smoke in the corpse was blown into the blocking position. In the smoke, the squad leaders and the group grew up and shouted. Beside them, a treacherous temporary team fired the bullets in their guns. Behind them, women who are used to farming work carry ammunition at the ammunition box.

Some timid, feminine, or shy, **** in the eyes of men are sitting in the ditch in front of the chest wall, filling a bullet that is only empty, and the sound of guns roaring around, bursting into bursts With the stench of smoke, they were filled with them. The women did not look up and looked at them. They buried their heads and stuffed the magazines.

A team member carried a sack full of empty magazines and threw them at the women's side. The sacks collapsed, and countless empty magazines were scattered. The women were busy picking up.

"The hands and feet are at the point of profit, and I don’t see those things coming up. When I see who can escape, you are lazy mothers...······

The players are temporary members who came out with these women. Their words were heard by women. Whether they were soft or pungent, they didn’t say anything. They lowered their heads and put only one good bullet. The clips were put into the sacks and handed to the man carefully. They knew that they were afraid. The men were more afraid. They only used bullets to bury their heads. The men had to shoot their guns to kill the boundless monsters. They didn’t blame him.

Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was in a wheelchair, saw the performance of the women. He couldn’t help but nod. A group of great women, the danger they suffered was the same as that of men. They were all in the same trench with men~lightnovelpub.net~ These women also played beyond the unexpected role of Zhang Xiaoqiang, they are willing to do anything, they can do anything, they silently support the logistics of the team, these women's credit and combat squad are the same.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is sighing, Yuan Yi is worried, worried Zhang Xiaoqiang, Zhang Xiaoqiang is too close to the front line, his wheelchair is less than ten meters from the first line of trenches. In case there is a S-type zombie breakthrough, Zhang Xiaoqiang may be the first to bear the brunt, as to how others will She didn't think about it. She only cares about Zhang Xiaoqiang, her man.

The commander of the temporary front is Huang Quan. Although he broke one arm, it did not let him reduce any passion. He hangs his arms and rushes to the various blocking points. From time to time, he releases new orders. Zhang Xiaoqiang personally supervises behind him. Others also As far as possible, in the absence of Zhang Xiaoqiang's situation, they played very well. At this time, the anti-aircraft guns in the heavy firepower had not yet joined the battlefield.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not go to the battle of the front line. He looked for the intensive corpse and looked for the type 2 zombies. Only the type 2 zombies were able to cause a crisis on the front line.

In the place where Zhang Xiaoqiang was dozens of meters behind, he stopped his warrior. In the 12.7mm high-altitude machine gun, Yang Keer took sunglasses and focused on the machine gun. He had a look at who couldn’t be pleasing to the eye. Stance.

There is a little man beside her, oh, black and white, bright and clear, blind, staring at the **** of Yang Keer’s hand.

"Keer sister, Keer sister, let me touch it. ···Really, just touch it, beg you.······"

The crisp and tender voice, like the spring water, has spit out from the mouth that has never been opened in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang. If Zhang Xiaoqiang hears this tender and crisp with a thick nasal sound, the screaming soul will fly. The loli sound that came out was spit from the mouth, and he must confess to death.