Chapter 218

(this is the fifth shift and the last one today. I'll try to keep it tomorrow. Yesterday, I went to bed at five o'clock this morning in order to catch up on the manuscript. Please give me some support.)

One person cleans up, the other takes it and throws it away. They cooperate in this way, and no one talks. They just quietly clean up the ruins of the wall. I don't know when Yang Ke'er will join in, Her speed was several times that of the two. She didn't make a sound and didn't ask why.

In her impression, Zhang Xiaoqiang has always been cheating and playing tricks. As long as it's physical work, he can hide. Now there must be a reason why Zhang Xiaoqiang works so actively. She doesn't need Zhang Xiaoqiang's reason. She just needs to work with Zhang Xiaoqiang??????

As pieces of debris are cleared out, the deeply hidden tunnel is also exposed. Zhang Xiaoqiang pulls a rat carcass which is only pressed into meat cake, hoping to find something on Wang Chong, even a piece of cloth. As he slowly looks for it, his disappointment is growing.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is powerless to achieve the ground full of meat sauce and broken fur. There is nothing left. Wang Chong is really broken to pieces. The 70mm high explosive bomb explodes in his arms, erasing all the evidence of Wang Chong's existence in this world. Zhang Xiaoqiang stands up in disappointment and goes inside.

"Creak" Zhang Xiaoqiang's attention was attracted by the strange noise at his feet. He moved his big foot, and a half broken leg of a pair of glasses appeared in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang. There was a short piece of thin hemp rope on the half broken leg. He bent down and picked it up. The edge of the black plastic glasses leg had been rolled up by the high temperature, and there were bloodstains on the hemp rope.

Zhang Xiaoqiang took out the Jingwei sword and cut off the corner of his clothes. He carefully wrapped his broken eyes and legs in the corner of his clothes and put them in his pocket. He looked back at the deep tunnel and turned to walk out.

Just after walking out of the fence, more than a dozen large trucks stopped steadily in the open space in front of the iron gate. Sanzi and his men loaded a large wooden box with only type 53 rifles and light machine guns. A small crane hoisted a box of ammunition to the compartment of the truck.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looks at the group of people roasting mice and finds that one of Wang Le's men has made several large barbecue racks with the tools and materials he brought. They are densely dressed with rats whose heads, tails and limbs have been removed. These rats can't be recognized by other people, but they look like roast rabbits.

All of a sudden, several people who are turning over the dead mouse are shouting. Zhang Xiaoqiang quickly steps forward and walks to several people. The place where those people stand is the main impact point of the 92 infantry gun launched by Zhang Xiaoqiang.

The dead mice here are much better than those on the other side of the wall. They are just mountains and piles. Countless dead mice are pestering and dying together. The scalp of the people watching is numb. The original black land on the ground has long been drenched by the blood of mice and become dark red mud.

All of them were members of the newly recruited combat team. They were all dressed in the uniform of the US Army in World War II. Their feet were old-fashioned cow leather shoes. Their dark yellow military shoes were dyed red. Their original clean military uniform was dyed red by the blood spots of rats. Each of them had a thread steel in their hands to search through the corpses of rats, A person's rebar is obviously shorter than others.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stepped on the incomplete bodies of countless mice, stepped on the bloody mud and came to them. Looking at the thing that caused them to scream, it was a huge pile of dead mice. The dead mice were stacked one by one, and there was a gap on the edge.

A huge claw is exposed from the inside. There are four claw blades, showing a kind of transparent yellow. There is no luster on it. It's just strange that the dead mice beside it are all bloodstained, but it doesn't have any mouse blood. It looks very clean.

The claws are very much like the claws of a mouse. The four claw blades are different in length. The longest is nearly a foot long, and the shortest is less than 10 cm. The claw blade is connected by a dark bone joint, which is about the same thickness as the rebar held by the team members. It plays a role of knots like bamboo. The knots are very short, about one centimeter apart, Zhang Xiaoqiang stares at the strange skeletons and thinks that it is very similar to the male and female iron whip in Yuchi Gong's hand in the romance of Sui and Tang Dynasties.

Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that under the big claw lay a section of rebar about seven or eight centimeters long. The rebar was cut horizontally, and the silver of the fracture was shining in the sun. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the cut rebar and couldn't believe it.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't speak. He took a rebar from the team members around him and touched it with the big claw. At the moment when the rebar touched the claw blade, the rebar was as light as bean curd being cut by a knife. Holding the rebar, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt like a bamboo pole rowing in the water. After a little stagnation, the bamboo pole felt light when it came out of the water.

Looking at the simple claw blade and the dark and heavy rebar in his hands, without saying a word, Zhang Xiaoqiang instructed the team members to remove the accumulated rat bodies. With the accumulated rats pushed aside, a huge body appeared.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the super big mouse lying half a meter high and three meters long. He was not only stupid, but also the team members around him. One of the older team members exclaimed and said, "darling, this one is not the mouse in journey to the west?"Whether it's a mutant rat king or a real elite, now it's just a dead mouse. The dead mouse's fur is black and shiny in the sun. Although it's dead, its fur is not stained with any blood or dirt. Looking at its smooth fur, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart moves.

Clear water poured out of Zhang Xiaoqiang's yellow green old military kettle. A clear stream of water spilled from the air onto the mouse's fur. The clear water continued to slowly and rapidly fall down the black hair. When the last drop of water dropped from the tip of the hair, the dark fur was as fluffy and smooth as before.

Zhang Xiaoqiang kept circling around the dead mouse. The mouse's body looked very complete, and there was no wound on it. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked for it several times, but he didn't find its fatal wound, let alone a fatal wound. He didn't even find a small wound. He looked at the strange giant mouse, Zhang Xiaoqiang pulls out the desert eagle and pulls the trigger at the giant mouse's forehead········

Looking at the mouse hairs that were knocked off by the bullet, Zhang Xiaoqiang only felt a chill. From the scalp to the soleplate of his feet, the desert eagle could even shoot D2's skin, but now he could only knock off a few hairs of the dead mouse?

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang recalled that yesterday, DAHAO pig seemed to have been receiving a unified action of naming something. One of them did not dare to move even though it was hard to bear the pain of being hit by a bullet. Then the aggressive mouse suddenly exploded its nest and fled without any omen. Is it the rat king in front of his eyes?

Seeing the fur that can't be shot through by a large caliber pistol, and the claw blade that cuts egg thick rebar like bean curd, Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't dare to think about it. It's what this guy would look like when he went to battle in person yesterday. No matter how thick the wall is, it can't block his claws. The outer wall was broken by it, and then it took the lead in charging. Yesterday, his side may have been destroyed countless times.

The more terrifying he felt about this guy, the more Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to know the cause of his death. Finally, Zhang Xiaoqiang found something strange. There was a trace of black blood on the edge of the giant mouse Bai Sensen's teeth. Because the blood was black, Zhang Xiaoqiang mixed the blood with the color of his mouth