Chapter 488

"Cockroach brother... You look back..."

Huang Tingwei carefully looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang in his wheelchair. This time, he was thoughtless and almost brought disaster. Originally, he was going to send someone to take him down for custody before the ship landed. He didn't know that he had just left the shore.

"According to the original plan... Let Wang Le make a coffin. The temporary member also died in the war and has the right to bury him in the Guihua mountain."

"Yes... I'll prepare."

"Wait... Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped Huang Tingwei who was ready to turn around.

"The two temporary team members who prevented the success were meritorious. They made up for the regular team members first, and then they were assigned to Zhang Huai'an, Zhang Huai'an's former deputy, Li Zhi, who volunteered to stay on the island as the garrison captain? Tell Zhang Huai'an that I want him to return one to him and two to avoid him muttering in my ear again. "

Most people don't know about the crisis in the cockpit. They talk or stare at the river. More people point at the wharf where they leave. These are women. They don't want the big lake that brings them rich food.

Huang tingwai asked the heavy firepower team to get ready. The quadruple antiaircraft machine gun was in place, while Wang Le was nervously repairing the ship's circuit. Whether the plan could succeed or not depended on whether he could ensure the normal operation of the device.

"Everyone pay attention, everyone pay attention, everyone get on the car, everyone stay in the car honestly, tarpaulin all down, tarpaulin all down, no permission, no one can get off, no permission, no one can get off, no reason to get off will be killed, no reason to get off will be killed."

The ship's high pitched horn sounded. The logistics team and the temporary team all looked at the high pitched horn. They didn't know what had happened. Although they were frustrated, they climbed onto the vehicle with the shouts of the fighters. As soon as they sat down in the carriage, the tarpaulin on the rear carriage mouth was removed, and the whole carriage fell into darkness.

No matter the men who have become temporary team members or the women in the logistics group, their hearts begin to tense as the darkness comes. They don't know why. However, they are relieved that there is no noise for the time being. In the dark space, they can't see who is next to them and there is no one to talk to. People all look in the same direction, The entrance to the rear compartment.

The oilcloth blocks the light. After all, some light comes in from the gap between the oilcloth. The light that is thinner than chopsticks becomes the focus. They are all waiting silently, waiting for the light to grow. They know that when the light is bright, it is time for them to get rid of the darkness.

The people in the carriage are quiet, the carriage is quiet, even the outside of the carriage is quiet, as if it is not on the river, but back to the ancient tomb.

A burst of high music, the fierce melody, they can not hear what, some familiar, some strange, noisy music let them feel a burst of irritability, the music is getting louder and louder, to the end, they need to cover their ears, and then, there are heavy drums in the music.

The beat rhythm of the drum is very strange, as if it is beating directly in their heart. Unconsciously, their heart rate is also assimilated by the drum. They begin to feel suffocated and want to lift the tarpaulin to block the outside. They need air, fresh air, space and a wider space.

No one dares to do it. Through the cracks, they see a group of armed members on guard. The muzzle of the gun is aimed at the exit of the carriage, which means that as long as someone lifts the oilcloth, they will be killed by random guns. They sit back one after another, lowering their heads, covering their ears, waiting for the strange music to pass.

Not only they don't like it, but Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't like it either. It should be said that he has never liked it. He is sitting in the wheelchair on the roof of the car, enduring the noise of the disco, and looking at the wharf in front of him. He hopes that the zombies don't like the disco either. He hopes that they will be angry and rush out by themselves.

The ship slowly approached the dock for 100 meters, and many zombies appeared scattered from the dock. They moved slowly to the riverside. Maybe they were naturally sensitive to water. As long as their feet stepped on the water, they would quickly retreat.

The scattered thousands of zombies are not Zhang Xiaoqiang's target. Through the team's investigation, the ferry terminal is connected with a residential area. The residential area is not small. After all, there are 10000 or 20000 zombies. Zhang Xiaoqiang will not fight against tens of thousands of zombies in an unfamiliar environment. Many bullets are brought out, but one is missing.

Zhang Xiaoqiang knew that wh had a garrison. He knew nothing about what troops were stationed there and what equipment they had. Before the end of the world, he was not even a fan of the puppet army, let alone anything else. But it didn't matter. The members couldn't do anything without guns, such as steel shields, choppers and spears, The long-distance equipment has the Shanzhai version sniper crossbow which the processing factory makes.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is waiting in boredom. The huge noise can't even be resisted by earplugs, not to mention the team members who are not equipped with earplugs. The heavy firepower team is the most comfortable. Everyone of them has earplugs. They are used to the huge sound of heavy firepower. Several of them are twisting with the music. Obviously, they like the noise.Countless zombies came to the wharf one after another and rushed to the river. The ship swayed up and down the river, luring more zombies to appear.

After a long time, a sea of zombies has been formed along the river. The zombies in front of the river are retreating because of the river water, while the zombies in the back are pushing forward because of the loud noise. Only a few of the zombie cups in the front row are squeezed into the water and swept away by the waves of the river.

Zombies are squeezed into the river, some with their heads exposed, some with their claws exposed. When a wave passes, these zombies disappear. This fully shows that zombies can't swim.

Seeing that the riverbank has been unable to squeeze, the zombies behind are still gathering to the riverside, and some freight platforms stretching out of the river are also full of zombies. Those zombies don't know that they are in the air in front of them, and like collective suicide, they step out of the platform and tumble into the water.

The Yangtze River is tolerant. No matter one or a hundred of them jump down, they will be swallowed without any consideration. I don't know whether these zombies will be washed into the estuary.

Seeing the zombies gathered almost, Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his right hand and stopped for a few seconds, then fell gently. He liked the feeling of lifting heavy as light.

Three or five glass wine bottles were smashed on the steel plate outside the ship's side. The color of the wine bottle was muddy. The black blood of semi solidified colloid splashed on the steel plate. The black red viscous liquid had a pungent smell of blood. It was released from the man killed by Uncle Yun. It was also a waste