Chapter 2079

The mottled and old outer walls of this gathering place are made of damp black logs. The fire also spread to the wood of these outer walls, baking thick black smoke. At the same time, it ignited the closely erected wood one by one. One by one, the Japanese who hid on the watchtower and did not dare to go down howled and looked around after the fire blocked the retreat. From time to time, some people could no longer bear the suffering before they were burned to death, He jumped out of the watchtower, fell to the ground and broke his hand and foot. The cry is coming to an end, but the smell of scorch and blood in the air is more intense. The overall situation has been decided. Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his legs and walked inside, praying that he would meet a Chinese speaking guy here.

It's not the first time for Zhang Xiaoqiang to meet him. It's better to meet angel in Vladivostok that day. Angel himself is a wise leader and has done a good job in some details. Even though their living environment is worse than that of the Japanese here, he never gives up hope and can communicate with Zhang Xiaoqiang soberly, The Japanese Zhang Xiaoqiang meets are impetuous and strict in order, but they are far less stressed than the Russians. A little fluctuation will arouse their lust for animals. Once this lust breaks out, it will be hysterical destruction, either to destroy others or to destroy themselves. Zhang Xiaoqiang has no way to control it, After all, those who killed and those who were killed were Japanese people he didn't like.

Walking past Chen Heng's corpses on the ground, he finally saw that more than 30 survivors with swords and guns and nearly 200 indigenous people were lucky enough to survive the massacre. All of them were stripped of their clothes and stood naked shivering in the blood. Everyone's face was full of despair and panic, and most of them were women, All of them are not so old, and their skin is a little bit white and tender. Of course, there are many children, but these children are all children with parents. At the moment, they all stare at the proud invaders with hostile eyes because they have lost their parents.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't know what to say. This killing can't be said to be just or evil. This is what the world used to be. Killing and being killed are just because of strength. If it wasn't for Zhang Xiaoqiang, the two little things might have been made into stew now. The killing of people here by these survivors is nothing but revenge, The only criticism is that the scale of revenge is too large.

From the beginning to the end, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that he was an outsider, and all the killing and insults didn't touch his heart. On the contrary, he felt a kind of light satisfaction. Watching the Japanese kill their own people, he felt balanced in his heart. The obedience of these native Japanese to the strong always bowed his head to Zhang Xiaoqiang, Those evolutionists who were defeated by Zhang Xiaoqiang's methods also consciously stood behind Zhang Xiaoqiang. They were loyal to the aggressor just like the samurai was loyal to the family leader. They slowly scanned all the frightened faces. Zhang Xiaoqiang found that he did not find any Chinese faces.

As a winner, he has the right to make his own declaration of victory, but here, looking at these submissive eyes, he can't open his mouth. It took him a long time to say in Chinese:

"Who the hell knows Chinese..."

When the voice fell, the crowd in front of him was silent, which made Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart plummet. If there was no one who could speak Chinese here, he had to take the survivors and evolutionists to kill all the gathering places, so that he could find the people he needed in the vast base. Seeing the silent crowd, Zhang Xiaoqiang became angry, He turned his head and looked at the just girl who was standing on one side and was ready to make a gesture to transfer all the men to leave. As for the women and children here, they left here to live and die.

Just when he gave up, a woman with a low head suddenly came out of the silent crowd. This woman has long dry yellow hair, thin and jagged body, and the bruised skin, most of which are concentrated near her abdomen and abdomen. They are old wounds, not caused by the previous survivors. When you see this woman, you can see that she is a good friend, Zhang Xiaoqiang was full of hope and heard the woman say in a hoarse voice:

"Can you give me a dress..."

"I'm from Taipei. I'm a clerk in the Osaka Branch of colliers..."

The woman in front of her is very careful. She doesn't feel excited and relieved just because Zhang Xiaoqiang speaks Mandarin. On the contrary, she is more restrained because she recognizes that Zhang Xiaoqiang's voice has the characteristics of the mainland. As a Taiwanese, her education makes her think that, The mainlander is more terrifying than the Japanese in the last days. Because she is nervous and stiff, she behaves like a robot. This woman clearly describes her identity and her experience in Japan. Zhang Xiaoqiang holds her chin with her hands crossed and looks at this woman askew. It's a little puzzling to see the fear in her eyes.

For Zhang Xiaoqiang, the culture and tradition he came into contact with always made him believe that all Chinese people in the world are of the same blood, and there is no difference. As long as they are descendants of Han people who speak Chinese, they will feel more intimate than outsiders in any country. Therefore, the restraint of this woman in front of him puzzled him very much. When the woman finished speaking, Pinch hands a little numb, slightly loose, slowly attached to the thigh, the upper body is bent lower.At this time, Zhang Xiaoqiang has seen that this woman is actually good-looking. If she cleans up and has a few good meals, she may still be a beautiful woman. She is afraid of her own question, sits up slightly, looks solemn and asks seriously:

"What's your name? Where are all the Taiwanese who escaped with you?"

When the woman heard this, her heart suddenly tightened, and she secretly said, "here it is." the great fear hit her heart again, and her trembling mouth gently spat out:

"Liu Manman... There were five colleagues who escaped with me at that time, all of them died except me..."

With that, Liu Manman can't help but turn his head and look at a thin, dark little boy not far away who is looking at her. Instead of looking at her, the little boy stares at Zhang Xiaoqiang with hatred. Zhang Xiaoqiang follows Liu Manman's eyes and sees the little boy, who is only four or five years old, frowning slightly. He doesn't think this child has anything to do with Liu Manman, Ask aloud:

"How did they die? Starved to death? Or was it eaten by zombies? "

Zhang Xiaoqiang's question made the woman tremble. At this time, the child finally couldn't help shouting at Zhang Xiaoqiang in Japanese. The woman could no longer control her fear. She knelt down at Zhang Xiaoqiang's feet and cried out:

"Don't hurt my child..."

"Your child?" Zhang Xiaoqiang asked Liu Manman suspiciously, squinting at the child who seemed to be able to blow away in a gust of wind, and then forced him to ask in an emphatic tone:

"Then why do you speak Japanese?"

"Because his father is Japanese, but for this, I can't survive..." Liu Manman kneels up and looks up at Zhang Xiaoqiang with praying eyes. The only clean thing on her face is the crystal tears. Then she rushes down her cheek and washes the dirt on her face out of two dirty gullies. Hearing Liu Manman's words, Zhang Xiaoqiang's head is about to explode, Suddenly, he stood up and pointed to the group of men who were forced to kneel on the ground by the survivors

"They did it? They killed your colleagues? "

Liu Manman looks at Zhang Xiaoqiang speechlessly, only weeping, but acquiescing to what Zhang Xiaoqiang said. Zhang Xiaoqiang immediately devalues the impression of the Japanese in his heart. He pushes Liu Manman away, gets up and walks quickly to the group of men, and stares at them like fire, The survivors who surrounded the group of men didn't know that Zhang Xiaoqiang's anger was against all the Japanese. They were eager to stare at Zhang Xiaoqiang, and their swords kept turning, ready to chop down the group of men on the ground.

"Baga..." Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the people on the ground and swore loudly. He wanted to use Chinese, but he was afraid that the other side would not understand him. He could only use his most familiar Japanese vocabulary to swore loudly. At the same time, he pulled out the huge horse chopper on his back and was ready to sweep down. Even without his hands, the more than 30 survivors howled like beasts. First, he killed dozens of men, Zhang Xiaoqiang was surprised. He watched the blood on the ground erode to his feet. A lot of evil spirit suddenly dissipated in his heart. When he turned around, he thought that the Japanese are not good things. When they are not full, don't expect the Chinese to get their rations. On the contrary, the generosity and hospitality of the Chinese will make foreigners get the same treatment, This is the difference between the cultural traditions of the two sides