Chapter 16

Zhang Xiaoqiang wakes up in the morning and looks out of the window. The sky is hazy, and bursts of cool wind with a chill sweep across his face. With a small wave in my heart.

Zhang Xiaoqiang has moved three times. He has lived here for the longest time. He has spent half of his life here. He thought it would be the same for the rest of his life. Unfortunately, it's God's will. Today, he will have to give up.

He packed up his bags, checked his weapons, put on his clothes, and made a last inspection tour of the house before going out. He kept everything in his heart. He didn't know whether he would come back or what kind of difficulties he would face in the future. From the living room to the kitchen to the bedroom, he touched the computer, and Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed,

"In the days when there is no computer and no Internet, I will say goodbye to the title of otaku forever.".

In the plastic bottle with cockroaches beside the computer, the cockroaches are still playing dead at the bottom of the bottle, and they seem to be unaware of what happened outside the bottle. Zhang Xiaoqiang picks up the bottle and shakes it gently. The cockroaches are shocked and crawl to find a way out. Two months without food and water had no effect on it.

Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly realized that cockroaches are so humble and small, but they are so calm in the desperate situation. They are frugal with every bit of their strength, reducing their consumption to the minimum, silently waiting for the opportunity, ready to escape at any time. Although it was the cockroach instinct that made him admire him, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly had hope for the future and was no longer at a loss,

"I will follow the example of cockroaches and live in the end like cockroaches." Zhang Xiaoqiang said to himself.

Unscrewing the lid, the cockroach poured out, watching the cockroach quickly climb to the corner, Zhang Xiaoqiang in the bottom of his heart blessing "I wish you can live.".

Zhang Xiaoqiang opened the iron door, looked at the room for the last time, and went out.

The iron door is locked, the key is put on a string, hung around his neck, and tightly attached to his chest. It will carry the spiritual sustenance of Zhang Xiaoqiang, and it is his spiritual home.

2013 On March 27, 2008, nearly 90 days after the end of the three months, Zhang Xiaoqiang left home to face the future of the end of the world.

The corpse of the mutant cat on the platform has been burned to ashes by him. There is a smell of scorch and corpse smell in the air. On the concrete floor, there are zombies lying in all directions. Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't care and walks downstairs. Although the corpses scattered yesterday, there are still more than 40 Zombies wandering in the garden.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang arrived downstairs, he was surrounded by more than a dozen zombies whose bones had been trampled off by the corpses. These zombies turned their faces to him, and their smelly mouths opened and closed. They tried to bite him, but they couldn't get up. He stepped over the zombie on the ground and walked down the path leading to the street.

Use MP9 military sniper crossbow to solve the problem of zombies coming to the street. After the hunting of two mutant dogs, plus the dozens of zombies killed by him on the platform yesterday and now stranded in the garden downstairs, there are less than 100 zombies in the streets within kilometers, with an average of about 10 meters.

The street leads to the city center, which has been blocked. The end of the street leads to the outside of the city. It may take three or four hours to walk out of the city. There must be zombies on the road. Although the population density is low, there are tens of thousands of them! Now we can only take one step and see one step.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is located in the center of the street. He only needs to face less than 50 zombies on the road leading to the end of the street. Looking at nearly 50 zombies, he is a little distressed for the remaining steel balls. Although he has found about a kilo and a half of steel balls, he can use one less, at least he can't do one to destroy a zombie.

Zhang Xiaoqiang walked along the street carefully, sprinkling some Baijiu on his body, and his pungent wine made him feel faint. "I knew I should have a good time to drink," he said.

Zhang Xiaoqiang, carrying sniper crossbow, staging his feet on his toes, walked carefully from the glass fragments on the ground, and the iron gun was inserted in the leather buckle on the backpack. The gun head was up, and the gun tail was hitting him on the leg occasionally. The smell of Baijiu could not smell his body outside thirty meters away, but it was a pity that he could not do it within thirty meters.

Zhang Xiaoqiang bypasses the zombies and is careful not to disturb them. It feels like a real-life version of the "allied expendables" stand-alone game. When he met a zombie that he couldn't escape, he slowly approached it within 30 meters, waited for it to get close to Zhang Xiaoqiang, and then shot it at close range with a sniper crossbow.

At the end of the street, I don't know how many zombies still want to eat him. Zhang Xiaoqiang can only save every effort as much as possible. In case of an unknown crisis.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang shot and killed the eleventh zombie, he finally stood at the crossroads at the end of the street. He looked up at the sky and sighed. He finally got here. The scene made him want to cry without tears.

After crossing the intersection, straight ahead is the main road leading to the outside of the city. A heavy-duty Dongfeng dump truck carrying sand overturned on the road. Behind the eight meter long body, countless trucks blocked the road.

The street on the left is full of warehouses for building materials, which can lead to the development zone. There are factories in the development zone. There are thousands of employees in any factory. Now they must be zombies. Zhang Xiaoqiang went there not to find a way to live, but to find a way to die.On the right side of the street are all kinds of small restaurants, leading to the container port company by the river. There are no fewer zombies in the street than those behind Zhang Xiaoqiang. He has to feel for them in the street leading to the river,

The density of zombies here is much higher than that just now. Zhang Xiaoqiang is very hard to walk. Sometimes he has to deal with more than two zombies at the same time. His technique of killing zombies has become more skillful. He no longer waits for zombies to get close, but shoots them from a distance, He killed two D-type zombies. Fortunately, he didn't encounter S-type zombies. He didn't pay much attention to the D-type zombies of strength type. The speed was not fast, so he had time to aim. For the S-type zombie, he has some palpitations. The speed is too fast. If he is not careful, he may be hurt. As long as he is hurt by it, he will become the same as it. Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't want to be a zombie yet.

Half way through, Zhang Xiaoqiang stood on the edge of a tall glass and had a rest.

"Hua La". The ground glass was smashed. With the broken glass flying in the air, a tall D-shaped zombie jumped to Zhang Xiaoqiang's side, and a huge right grab waved to him. He quickly bowed his head, and his claws drove the air over his head, hitting the iron gun on his backpack. A huge force came from the gun body, and the powerful kinetic energy brought him to the ground, Then the d-zombie bends down, grabs left and waves at him.

Zhang Xiaoqiang quickly rolled to one side with a "rush" sound, and his paws fell to the ground, bringing up a concrete square brick paved on the sidewalk. The fine sand under the square brick flew everywhere, and countless grains of sand fell on his head and fell into his collar. Zhang Xiaoqiang was confused by the zombie, but he just rolled on the ground all the time, and the military kettle with a slanting back "jingled" on the ground, He rolled all the way to the corpse's back, pulled out the iron hammer inserted in the backpack, and hit the D-type corpse's wrist bone with his greatest strength.

"Bang...", A huge anti shock force came, and the hammer was lifted up, almost flying out of Zhang Xiaoqiang's palm. The muscles on the palm were torn and hot.

A big foot stepped on him. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't dare to deal with the D-type zombie any more. He tried his best to roll to the riverside until he hit a wheel parked on the side of the road. He got up from the ground and felt dizzy. The D-type zombie came to him. Countless zombies rushed out of the broken French window behind the zombie, At least four S-shaped zombies are running towards him over the tall D-shaped zombie.

Zhang Xiaoqiang only felt a strong sense of urination and cried out in fright. He turned back and ran to the river. After three or two steps, he saw countless zombies on the road ahead slowly surrounded him. It must be the sound of broken glass that attracted the attention of the zombies below. He was surrounded by zombies