Chapter 2071

In a strange environment, Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't know what to do, but he knows that the chance of encountering several forces is very small. Compared with China, Japan's small territory is not necessarily met. Some people who live in the same city may not be met in their lifetime, let alone a country. He knows the range of red algae, but he doesn't want to go now, Before, he saw the craziness of marine mutant animals in the water on the turtle shell. He thought that the range of red algae was almost the whole restaurant of marine mutant animals in Japan. I'm afraid that he would encounter more than ten times the danger there. So for today's plan, he'd better hide in the dark and look for opportunities to calculate the best value for others.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang began to tidy up his wealth. The contact was interrupted, and everything had to start all over again. Without air support, logistic supplies, or even companions as a cover, everything seemed to have returned to the starting point. His most important rat blade had been damaged, his only gun had been empty, and the bullets had been thrown away. There were only two bags of semi solidified celestial spirits around him, There is a crystal nucleus embedded in a long dark beard, the size of a bowling ball, a colloid on his back, a Firebird machete more than one meter long, and a monster blade similar to him,

Taking into account the snake scale beetles on his body, Zhang Xiaoqiang is not armed to his teeth. He also has the power to protect himself. At least he is not afraid of the second-class mutant beast. In his eyes, type 3 zombies are full of ants, Over the years, he has grown to a level that was unimaginable before. With strength, he has confidence. Zhang Xiaoqiang is no longer as cautious as he was in Vladivostok. He is afraid that zombies will eat corpses and evolve. For him, this is not China anyway. No matter how many zombies evolve, is it none of his business?

Originally, Zhang Xiaoqiang was not an angry youth. Although he was disgusted with Japan, he didn't think about the extreme ideal of killing the Japanese. He didn't want to be bullied by others. In Chinese history, he was invaded by foreign enemies many times. Both the Mongols and Manchus killed the Han people. In fact, Chinese history is a history of massacres, Countless Han people are shouting under the iron hoof. Every countless killing is a tragic history of blood and tears. If we want to put an end to this kind of killing again and again, we must be really strong, so strong that they can only kill others, but others dare not show any disrespect to them.

Stepping on this strange land, Zhang Xiaoqiang walks quietly on the road full of weeds and vines in the small town. Rooms with wooden nameplates fall behind him. From time to time, he walks by a vending machine on the roadside. These vending machines are all empty. No one knows what kind of goods were stored in them before, There are also all kinds of shops full of rural flavor that have also been looted. After the end of time, many traces have been lost by time. The blood on the ground and scattered bones have been washed away by rain. Almost all the rooms have been soaked in rain. Many houses have collapsed, Zhang Xiaoqiang can see all kinds of pictures and family photos between the broken boards. The ordinary people with smiling faces may have become zombies or part of their bodies.

Even in a small town, Zhang Xiaoqiang has seen a lot of private cars. These cars have become the largest number of decorations in the town. Most of the cars are corroded and can't see the paint and appearance clearly. Only some of the cars that collide into residential buildings can be roughly preserved. Zhang Xiaoqiang looks around like a tourist in Japan, There is no worry about the zombies that may lurk in the dark. The biggest change in the last three years is the collectivization of zombies. Scattered zombies have no way to survive. Ordinary people have enough knowledge of zombies in half a year or a year. As long as there is no evolution of zombies and there is no large-scale corpse tide, scattered zombies will be killed by ordinary people who do not lack courage, For example, on that day, Zhang Xiaoqiang asked Yang Ke'er, a little Laurie who had never even seen killing chickens, to kill zombies. In the past, where zombies gathered, they either migrated or were eliminated. On the contrary, there might be traces of zombies in the wild.

Whether it's a ransacked shop or a hollowed out vending machine, it proves that there are survivors. Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't let down his vigilance. After so many things, he deeply knows that sometimes survivors are more terrible than zombies. Zombies don't disguise themselves, but survivors will smash your skull and suck your brains when you are most relaxed, You will be broken up without wasting any parts, or stew, or braised.

All the doors of the houses along the way are open. Without going in, Zhang Xiaoqiang knows that there must be nothing of value in them. The hungry and red eyed survivors will not let go of their leather shoes and belts. Maybe even the leather sofas of the houses have been skinned, leaving only springs and wooden shelves. Zhang Xiaoqiang does not find anything moving as he crosses the deserted and silent town, On the grass at the exit of the town, he saw a lot of grave bags. Looking at thousands of them, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know what his mood was. He knew that not all the survivors were buried in them. There were more than 1000 people in the town, most of them should be zombies. He didn't expect that even the dead bones of the survivors would not be restrained in China, Here, some people even buried the zombies. The contrast between the two rooms made him feel uncomfortable. Maybe he was angry. His impression of the Japanese was even worse.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is used to seeing the collapse of human nature in the end of the world. Although there are many shining points, the comparison between the two only makes people feel cold. At this time, when he sees that the Japanese still have the strength to restrain the corpses of zombies after the end of the world, it makes him angry. He doesn't know what he is angry about, but he is uncomfortable, There is no sign of anyone building the grass around thousands of tombs. It seems that no one has been here for a long time. Zhang Xiaoqiang goes on over these tombs and is annoyed at another thing in his heart.In the past, he and Yang Ke'er learned to drive together. Yang Ke'er learned it, but he still didn't learn it. In a rage, he never learned it again. On the grassland, he can at least ride a horse, but here he can only walk. Even if he finds a good vehicle and fuel, he can't help it. The most important thing is that he can't speak English here, even if he meets survivors, It made him feel like he was banished to the wild.

As it was getting dark, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked up at the bright red clouds in the distant sky. He knew that before long, this brilliant burning cloud would be covered by a curtain of ash. At this time, there were endless roads in front of him and behind him. On both sides were covered with grass higher than people. The wind was strong by the sea, and the grass was surging like waves. The beautiful sunset and the silent world, There is also his lonely figure, which makes a vivid picture. Zhang Xiaoqiang carries a huge blade higher than him, looks up at the last sunset, feels the sea breeze blowing, and feels comfortable at the tip of his chin. After coming to Japan, his complicated thoughts gradually settle down and become clear again.

In Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, Japan is a highly urbanized country. Most of its resources are concentrated in the city. Similarly, survivors will also be concentrated around the city, and the surrounding grass will become vivid when it falls into darkness, From time to time, there are howls and howls like screams and threats. Once the night comes, the seemingly calm wild is the world of mutant animals. Obviously, there are more mutant animals in Japan than in China. The better the environmental protection is, the more mutant animals there are.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't respond to the mutant animals around him. These mutant animals also felt extreme danger in Zhang Xiaoqiang. They peeped in the grass, but they didn't dare to rush to him to deliver food. There was no cloud tonight. The silver moon like a jade plate hung in the night sky, casting a long silver glow. Even at night, Zhang Xiaoqiang could see the way ahead in the moonlight, The efficiency of relying on his legs is not high. He always keeps the same pace to move forward. Suddenly, a roar and scream come from the grass in front of him. A variation beast of the size of a wolf dog runs to the center of the road. Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes are slightly narrowed, and his Firebird machete flashes bright red light instantly, illuminating everything around him.

The mutant beast on the road exchanged its shrieks, looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang nervously with limping blood glistening hind legs, and repeatedly looked back at the grass that came out to him. In the shaking grass, there were two bright eyes like night pearls. These eyes were watching Zhang Xiaoqiang warily, and there was a terrible roar in his throat. Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang was relieved, He raised his legs and walked forward.

The injured mutant animal is not small. It has a third eye on its triangular head. This eye is very strange. It is not as white as a snake. Its huge golden pupil can't see any emotion. After staring for a while, it can feel slightly dizzy, but the dizziness doesn't have much effect on Zhang Xiaoqiang. He is determined, Even Zhuo Mingyue couldn't help him, let alone this low mutant beast.

The mutant beast dare not move rashly. It seems that it wants to seek Zhang Xiaoqiang's protection and the surrounding grass is quiet. Its bright eyes peep at Zhang Xiaoqiang one after another. It seems that it wants to know whether this guy who makes them feel extremely dangerous will interfere in the mutant beast's world? Obviously, Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't take this accident seriously at all. He lightly passes the injured monster. Just as he passes, the scream and roar start to ring again. The hungry mutant can't help jumping out and rushing to the mutant in the middle of the road.

Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored everything behind him. He just walked forward with a huge long knife on his back for several hours. When Zhang Xiaoqiang felt his feet numb and wanted to rest, he suddenly saw a tall building standing on the side of the road in the distance. A lonely shadow was looking at the moon from the top, looking at the concave and convex figure. Zhang Xiaoqiang could not help but tangle up, This may be the first Japanese survivor he saw. Is he in the past? Or the past