Chapter 338

"They are from the same village as me. There were seven of them. Two of them died in the fight with men. I am their head. I know what they think. They think the same as me. Why do we want to live? It's good to be dead, but we have to take revenge for our men and our brothers. As long as you can help us take revenge, my body is yours, and so are they. Only six of us, and the rest of you can't move, If you want us, let's die

"Stop... Stop... Stop... Stop..." Zhang Xiaoqiang was thundered by the woman's words. It seems that he has been said to be a villain who fell into the well? Are you so immoral?

"Now, you, tell me, where are they? The rest has nothing to do with you, yours, understand?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang strengthened the tone and said it to her slowly. His meaning was very clear. He just wanted to kill those cannibals, and he was not interested in the rest.

"They don't have fixed dens. They've been wandering around all the time. We've dealt with them several times. We know where they are now, but if you want to take us, we'll revenge ourselves."

"On... On... On, you don't understand. I just want you to tell me where they are, Leave the rest alone

"Why... Why? I know you look down on us. I tell you, we're not afraid. We've killed a lot of people. "

Zhang Xiaoqiang interrupted the woman's hysteria. He looked into the woman's eyes and said seriously, "you and your companions are my prisoners now. Don't forget your identity. According to the current world, you are my property, Everything you have is mine, and your life is mine. I will not move your body, but you should be obedient. "

Hearing this, the women are so tired. So many of them have been cleaned up by Zhang Xiaoqiang. Naturally, they can't get angry. The women are biting their mouths and staring at Zhang Xiaoqiang, but Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't look at them.

On the highway on the small plain, a convoy of several military vehicles is coming this way. The one driving in the front is the warrior that Zhang Xiaoqiang once sat in.

"Report to cockroach brother. Lieutenant Huang Quan will bring 30 fighters to report. Please give instructions."

Zhang Xiaoqiang listens to the full report of huangquan. Behind huangquan are the team members who come down one after another. When the team members who are wearing World War II uniforms, carrying type 56 rifles and M1 helmets stand in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang, Zhang Xiaoqiang turns to look at the women behind him.

The women are not frightened by Zhang Xiaoqiang's murderous team members. They seem to care about the number of team members. Seeing that there are only 30 team members in total, they obviously have some disdain.

Now Zhang Xiaoqiang was completely speechless. He looked at the female leader and said, "you and I will go to find White Owl, and the others will get on the bus."

"How far is it?" Sitting in the back seat, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help asking the women around him. At the moment, the sky has begun to dim. He hopes to arrive before dark.

"It's not far. Stop at the intersection in front of you. They will see you ahead." Hearing the woman say so, Zhang Xiaoqiang began to check his own equipment, when he checked his desert eagle.

"Can I have a gun?"

"Why don't you need a gun when you practice shooting?" Zhang Xiaoqiang disdainfully refused the woman's request.

"I want to take revenge. The guy in front of me will shoot. He is not captured by me. How to use the gun depends on who has it."

Huang Quan, who was driving, suddenly heard what the woman said about herself. A stream of blood rushed to his head and almost drove the car to the roadside gully.

Feeling the shaking of the car body, Zhang Xiaoqiang stares at the front and shouts: "drive well, learn to be ashamed and then be brave."

"Why don't you see many people? Don't you mean there are hundreds of people, people? " Zhang Xiaoqiang and his team members are lying in a strange pile of stones, stretching their necks to a small village in front of them, and the woman is lying on one side with a sabre given by Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"I saw a lot of people yesterday. Did they go hunting?"

"Hunting?" Zhang Xiaoqiang some doubts, after the end of the game can play?

"It's about catching people and eating people. They usually hunt in groups of ten. In the evening, they come back. When the people in this area are almost eaten, they change places."

"Damn, these animals." Zhang Xiaoqiang scolded secretly, raised his right hand and pointed down to the small village below. The team members behind him moved. Ten people slowly moved from the left to the back of the village, ten people surrounded to the right, and the remaining ten people were lying on the ground and did not move. They and Zhang Xiaoqiang were on guard in the stone heap."There's nothing wrong with you going up? Are you afraid? " The woman's sarcasm came from her ear. Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored her and made a gesture to the back. Two members of the anti machine gun team went to a small commanding point on Zhang Xiaoqiang's left hand to set up the machine gun.

There are not many people active in the small village. There are more than 20 people walking outside. Only a few of them are carrying rifles, while others are empty handed. Many people are still sitting together playing cards. It's going to be dark. Zhang Xiaoqiang is too lazy to wait.

As time goes on, the originally quiet village is noisy with gunfire and fire. Countless fluorescent bullets are shot from the back of the village to the crowd around the card table. Those people are stunned by the sudden attack. A man with a card looks at the direction of the bullet in surprise, and a bullet hits the card in his hand through his chest.

He was lying on the ground coughing, layers of blood foam with his cough was sprayed out, he looked up at the sky, his eyes in countless small blood foam flying down on his head.

A man howled and overturned the wooden table in front of him. He wanted to lower himself and hide. The cards with slightly worn edges were flying in the air. Bullets blasted the cards in the air to pieces and hit the wooden table. The messy wood fibers flew away from the table full of holes and eyes. Blood, bright red blood, formed a small blood flow from the edge of the table.

The men with guns on their backs are flurried to unload their rifles. A burst of gunfire rings from behind them, and blood bursts out on them. They fall to the ground with convulsions, and their godless eyes are staring at the ground under their faces. They don't understand why bullets come from behind.

Without discipline, organization, or even resistance, Zhang Xiaoqiang's team members are carrying out an easy massacre. Those who run and scream are the first ones to be shot by the back. Those who bury their heads on the ground and ignore their sides are bundled by the team members and rushed to one side