Apocalypse Cockroach

Chapter 2227: 2227

Although he had been prepared for a long time, Zhang Xiaoqiang was still at a loss when he really arrived at a strange environment . After all, he was still being held like a dead fish . The closer he got to the coastline, the more nervous he was . The unknown was the root of all the terrors . Facing the unknown future, even Zhang Xiaoqiang felt empty . After all, he was in the worst state at this time, Just as they stepped on the beach full of bones, Zhang Xiaoqiang was suddenly thrown out . The next moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang took out the Firebird machete and threw it out . Then the serrated knife clenched his hand . The Firebird machete first cut in the middle of the guy's neck, but after cutting, the image formed by the figure was dissipating . Then Zhang Xiaoqiang stamped his foot and rushed out like a shell, Holding his arms high, the serrated knife fell like a pair of scissors to the guy who just showed his body shape . Unexpectedly, his whole body was stiff, which made him lose control of his body . He rushed to the guy, but in the middle of the rush, he fell out on all fours . The rolling made him roll out of the sand, and his whole body was covered with sand .

Before Zhang Xiaoqiang got up, a figure appeared beside him . Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly rolled over and flew out with a spin . He just dodged the flying foot and rolled to the middle of the roll . The corner of his eye swept the guy and chased him like a shadow . The other foot was about to kick him . He couldn't help roaring . His dry body poured out a force and blocked the serrated knife in his chest, Before his excitement filled his body and mind, the invisible wind swept over his chest . Originally, there was a broken snake scale armor on his chest, but in this strong wind, the snake scale armor didn't work, just like being hit by a high-speed rail car, A mouthful of blood spurts out a blood mist from his mouth . Zhang Xiaoqiang flies backward more than ten meters and falls heavily into the sea . The spray falls to him one after another . Zhang Xiaoqiang spits out a mouthful of salty and astringent sea water, shakes the water drops on his hair, and stares at the fierce beast with burning eyes .

Sawtooth knife cut off one of his left feet . The guy faced Zhang Xiaoqiang with one leg, as if he couldn't feel the pain of losing his leg . The broken left foot was right beside him, but he didn't even look at it, as if the foot was not his own . Seeing this guy like this, Zhang Xiaoqiang took a breath . This is definitely not a normal person's performance, Zhang Xiaoqiang wants to stand up more than once in the sea . His numbness makes all his efforts go to waste . At this time, what he needs most is a cup of hot water and a meal, even a piece of raw meat . The loss of physical strength makes him lose 70% of his fighting power . Even if that guy breaks a leg, Zhang Xiaoqiang is still not sure that he can win .

Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't move . Wave after wave of tide surged up and down beside him, and his body floated up and down . Zhang Xiaoqiang rose and down in the wave, and the splashing spray hit his eyes again and again, which made his eyes ache . However, he kept staring at the fierce beast in human form, slowly accumulated his strength, and was ready to fight at any time, but he didn't expect that, There was no blood gushing from the place where the man's leg was broken . There was not a drop of it, which made Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes suddenly tighten . At the next moment, countless dark fiber like things squirmed out of the broken leg, like countless big earthworms, which made Zhang Xiaoqiang's goose bumps come out .

The many black fibers quickly penetrated into the wound of the broken foot and slowly combined . Finally, they were taken back to the left foot by the strength of the fiber . In a minute, his left foot could not see anything different . Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang could not help but suddenly started to splash countless water . Suddenly, he rushed to the thing, and the serrated knife pointed directly at the neck of the thing, He didn't believe it . After cutting off his head, could it grow back? Before the serrated knife arrived, the Firebird scimitar inserted in the sand turned to the back of the thing first . If he didn't dodge, the Firebird scimitar would divide him in two .

Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed to him with a fierce tiger down the mountain and cut him with a knife . Then the Firebird machete flashed behind him . Then Zhang Xiaoqiang's pupil showed a look of pain, but the thing disappeared in front of him again . It was just luck that he cut off his left foot before . Unexpectedly, when he was ready, Zhang Xiaoqiang's dynamic vision could not capture his figure, At the next moment, a huge impact hit Zhang Xiaoqiang's back, and Zhang Xiaoqiang flew out again . He was hit in the chest before, which made his sternum crack . At this time, he was hit in the back, but the sound of brittle fracture could be heard . Zhang Xiaoqiang spewed blood again and hit the Beach heavily, just like an inverted turnip, leaving only his legs outside . At the next moment, his big lob was pulled out, He smashed it on the beach and didn't know how many bones he had broken . This time, Zhang Xiaoqiang met his nemesis and couldn't make waves any more .

Zhang Xiaoqiang completely carried, all over the body pain, not even the strength to turn over and spit out the sand, lying on the sand watching the tall figure gradually cover him, at this time instead of fear and despair, calmly looking at the guy who will cover the light, thinking back on the past scenes, looking back on the past, waiting for the last moment to come .

The tall figure was dull for a while, but he didn't kill Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was preparing for the last blow . Instead, he turned and picked up a pair of serrated knives released by Zhang Xiaoqiang . The huge serrated knives fell into his hands just in time . The guy with a one horned crown held two serrated knives, just like an ancient warrior, giving people a strong sense of oppression and danger, Seeing that his serrated knife fell into this guy's hand, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but smile bitterly . He fell on his back on the sand and looked at the blue sky . He didn't know what to think . His fast physical strength made his whole body soft . At this time, the guy around him didn't move, and Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't bother to see him . Looking at the blue sky and white jade, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly chuckled . The laughter triggered the broken bone and made him show his teeth in pain . But he didn't give up laughing . His trembling body was like a catfish with cramps on the beach . In the process of feeling the pain again and again, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that he was still alive . The pain was a double-edged sword, which made his mind still clear, Also let him suffer in this kind of pure and clear waiting .

"Touch . . . " A loud noise wakes Zhang Xiaoqiang's reverie with the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground . He turns to see a monster like a black bear twitching on the beach . A sharp serrated knife cuts along the monster's back . At the moment when the red muscles are exposed, the scarlet blood gushes out along the wound and disappears quickly on the beach . The yellow sand is dyed blood red . At the next moment, piles of viscera fall into the sand, With a strong smell, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the guy coldly and suddenly heard the noise in his headset

Zhang Xiaoqiang's headset hasn't been removed . He hasn't received any news for a long time . He thought that he had already passed the communication distance, but he didn't expect to receive a voice . Zhang Xiaoqiang immediately cheered up . As long as there is backup, he is not really isolated, Before that thing didn't kill him, it means that there is no danger of life for the time being . As long as it doesn't die, there is hope . Be careful to lean over and press the headset on the sand, for fear that it will be found .

At this time, Huang Tingwei's distorted voice came to Zhang Xiaoqiang's ears: "brother cockroach, do you receive it, brother cockroach, do you receive it . . . " Huang Tingwei's voice was hoarse and hard to hear . He didn't know how long he roared . He fell into Zhang Xiaoqiang's ears like an immortal voice . He forced himself to speak in a low voice and said, "where are you . . . "

"Is it really you, cockroach? We've been looking for you for a long time . . . " Huang Tingwei's incoherent words made Zhang Xiaoqiang frown . Now it's not the time to play a family routine . He said in a deep voice: "where are you, what's your reaction in the new era, whether Zhuo Mingyue has found me, and how did you find me . . . "

Zhang Xiaoqiang felt relaxed when he said these words . He thought that the frigate had arrived nearby, otherwise it would be impossible to get through the communication . However, Huang Tingwei said, "we were near Okinawa . Yesterday, we cooperated with Mrs . Zhuo to kill the sea snake . Now we are recuperating in Okinawa . There are Americans and British on the island, and they are preparing to leave Okinawa, In addition, the survivors of Hokkaido are also preparing to move to Okinawa . They are in transit . Wanqiang and tiezhongyuan have returned to Russia yesterday, and they have also returned to Europe in the new era . "

Huang Tingwei's words are like a bucket of ice water pouring on Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart . Is the frigate still on Okinawa? How did they get in touch with themselves? At this time, Huang Tingwei didn't know Zhang Xiaoqiang's bad situation . He continued: "Mrs . Zhuo is on the frigate . We are going to wait for the British and Americans to come to you after they leave . By the way, the Americans have handed over the keys and passwords of various military warehouses in the Asia Pacific region, as well as a lot of strategic resources storage places . . . "

What Huang Tingwei said was not what Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to know . He took a deep breath, suppressed his anxiety and asked again, "how did you contact me? How far am I from you . . . " Zhang Xiaoqiang's inquiry made Huang Tingwei silent for a while before he replied: "your communicator is specially designed and can be tracked by satellite . This is what Huang Quan and Zhang Huaian specially told us . Nuwa has mastered the satellite, so . . . " Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know what it was like when he heard this . He used to hate being tracked, but now, just because of these things, he didn't fall into the situation of being alone .

"It's a miracle that you are now in the Philippines . I don't know how you got there . . . " Then a word let Zhang Xiaoqiang almost vomit blood, once from the East China Sea to the South China Sea, I don't know thousands of kilometers apart< br>