Chapter 8 Zhang Feifei
"Bang"! A thick palm slammed on the military table made of iron pear wood, shaking the cups on the table into the air.
"You mean Huang Zhong just died?" In the shadows, a deep voice asked.
Several officers in military uniforms knelt on the ground, bowing their heads one after another, not daring to talk.
The man hidden in the shadows took a few deep breaths, calmed the anger in his chest, and then said: "My men must not die in vain, the jackal, who is shameless and shameless, must be judged in the strictest way." Guray stepped forward to listen to the order! ”
A red-haired blue-haired man kneeling at the military table raised his head: "General, please command." ”
The general's fingers in the shadows tapped lightly on the military table, making a slight cracking sound: "You lead my personal guard army in the Red War Regiment to bring back the jackal's head, and the people of the jackal mercenary group, don't let any of them go, kill them all for me!" ”
"Yes, General." The blue-haired man took the order without changing his face.
"Whoever betrays me will not die well, jackal, you ant, you dare to stab me at the most critical time of my plan, I will hang your head on the head of the city by the dragon!" The general in the shadows muttered to himself.
Wang Qiang walked on the hillside, the wild flowers in late autumn are particularly beautiful, after crossing the Black Mountain, the scenery here has changed greatly, the twisted and hideous strange trees on the Black Mountain are difficult to see again, but beautiful flowers and meadows spread all over the hillside.
Wang Qiang walked and walked, unconsciously intoxicated by this beautiful scenery, so he happily lay on the meadow and fell asleep.
Suddenly, a jeep voice disturbed Wang Qiang's sweet dream. Wang Qiang raised his head and saw a jeep running on the meadow, followed by several speed-type mutant zombies. In the jeep locomotive, from time to time, someone leaned out and shot with the rifle in his hand, but the marksmanship was so bad that he couldn't hit a zombie when he ran far away.
Finally, the locomotive spewed out two puffs of black smoke after a violent toss, and finally stopped ignition. The second-level mutant zombie with sharp teeth and sharp teeth quickly arrived, and actually pounced on the roof of the car and bit it.
At this time, the door of the jeep opened, and a woman came out.
This woman's facial features are delicate and beautiful, her crescent-like eyes occasionally open with cold light, and her slightly pointed chin is drenched in fragrant sweat, and her appearance is really beautiful. But the woman wears a ponytail on her head and a ribbon on her forehead, pretending to be masculine. She was wearing a tight-fitting combat uniform, and her Peugeot figure set off the convex and backward curves, and Wang Qiang couldn't help but look at the second glance after the first glance. Only a woman who has been exercising and fighting for a long time will temper such a good figure!
Unexpectedly, as soon as the woman got out of the car, she spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm that destroyed the image, and the three steel pipes in her hand were pieced together to form a long stick, and the woman took out a snake-shaped spear tip from the leg of her underwear, and assembled it on the long stick with a snap, and a long spear appeared.
Wang Qiang was dumbfounded, it turned out that weapons could still be played like this!
The ponytail woman shook the snake spear in her hand, and stabbed at the zombie who was biting on the jeep, and the muscular mutant zombie couldn't help the slash of the snake spear, and instantly decapitated in a different place.
The woman took care of the zombies in the car, and as soon as she turned her head, a second-level mutant zombie was about to pounce on her. The woman's pretended strong face was instantly discolored, and there were a hundred and ten kinds of coquettishness contained in fear. Being scratched by a zombie is going to be finished, and the woman who lacks a way to deal with it stood stupidly and looked at the ugly appearance of the zombie, and actually forgot to dodge.
At this moment, the zombie who was swooping in the air was actually slammed into something, and his whole body flew out sideways, fell to the ground, and struggled several times before he got up.
The woman holding the Zhangba snake spear came to her senses instantly after the zombie flew out, and hurriedly danced the weapon in her hand, and immediately cut off the head of the zombie that fell to the ground.
After the most difficult moment, a man and a woman walked out of the jeep. The two of them were wearing tattered old military uniforms, and they couldn't tell which country, both of them looked young, and they seemed panicked in the face of such a crisis, although they each held a semi-automatic rifle in their hands and kept shooting, but unfortunately their marksmanship was clumsy, and they could only shoot a series of misses from beginning to end.
Finally, a bearded man jumped out of the driver's seat, shook the submachine gun in his hand, and slammed at the zombies not far away. The old man's marksmanship was okay, and after spending two magazines of bullets, he finally helped the ponytail woman clear out a few zombies on the flank.
Wang Qiang can see clearly that except for the last driver who is a veteran, everyone else can only be regarded as a rookie.
The strength of the beautiful woman holding the Zhangba snake spear is not bad, and the martial arts look beautiful, but it is just for the sake of it. Just now, the beauty almost had an affectionate kiss with the zombie, of course, if she hadn't picked up a stone and smashed it over.
There were probably dozens of zombies in the distance, many of them were mutated second-level zombies, and the three people in front of them relied on the anchored jeep as a cover, struggling to resist. Wang Qiang knew that if nothing else, these three people would soon become food in the mouths of zombies.
But Wang Qiang also knows that when he meets himself, it is an accident.
Wang Qiang got up from the meadow and strode towards the three of them, and at this time, the beautiful woman holding the Zhangba snake spear also saw herself and was anxiously shouting to herself.
"Damn, there is such a fool, come here to find death? Hey, that Qiu Ba, there's something wrong with your brain, right? Run for your mother's life! While the beauty slashed and killed the zombies, she couldn't help but scold fiercely with her hands on her waist, her voice was soft and soft, and it felt strangely good.
Wang Qiang looked at her with wide eyes, it turned out that he was wearing the uniform of the Northern Army Reserve, and she mistook him for a small soldier. This ponytailed girl is at most twenty years old, and she actually calls herself an old lady, which is really spicy. Wang Qiang walked to the girl's side, and the beauty was dancing a snake spear to kill a zombie, and the splashed black blood touched the beauty's chest, making Wang Qiang's heart and liver jump.
"Look, Dasha Fork, if you don't run for your lives, we'll all be dead soon. Don't think that if you wear the dogskin of the Northern Army, I won't dare to scold you! The ponytail beauty had beautiful eyes wide open, and reprimanded righteously.
Wang Qiang didn't talk, but smiled lightly at the ponytail beauty, which made the beauty look stunned. Wang Qiang unceremoniously snatched the semi-automatic rifle from the hand of the little girl next to him, who was almost scared to pee. When the gun was in his hand, Wang Qiang raised his gun and pointed at the group of zombies rushing forward, aiming and shooting in one go.
Boom! A sound exploded in the ears of the beauty, and the pony-tailed beauty couldn't help but look in the direction of Wang Qiang's shot, only to see that the head of a mutant zombie running wildly on all fours in the distance was half knocked away, and the remaining half of the head was gushing without blood, and the mutant zombie's uncontrollable body ran out more than ten meters away under the action of inertia before it could fall to the ground.
Hiss......
The ponytail beauty fell to the ground and took a cool breath, this marksmanship is not bad! At a distance of nearly two hundred meters, he actually shot a headshot. You must know that the assault rifle in your little sister's hand is a handmade knockoff, and two hundred meters is already outside the effective range!
When the ponytail beauty was about to praise a young man for his good marksmanship, the gunshot rang out again, and the beauty looked up, and another mutated zombie fell to the ground. Then the guns thundered, the zombies fell down one by one, and the ponytail beauty magically found that with every gunshot, a zombie fell down, almost without exception.
This young man must be the elite of the army, the ponytail beauty thought.
The zombies were suppressed by the firepower in an instant, and the rapid attrition, the ponytail beauty found that she suddenly had nothing to do, so she took out a small half pack of cigarette rolls from the pocket of the combat uniform close to her chest, lit one alone, and then took a deep breath, sat on the cover of the jeep and watched a big movie.
The bearded man also brought two young men to Wang Qiang's body and watched the god-like shooting up close.
The sound of the gun was like a dragon's roar, the smoke of gunpowder was dusty, and Wang Qiang felt the cheerful hissing of the rifle in his hand, the rhythm of this shooting was so familiar that it was unforgettable for a long time. In the past year, bumpy on the road to the south, I haven't touched a firearm for a long time, I can't imagine that it is still so comfortable to use, it seems that I have an indissoluble bond with firearms.
'Click', an incongruous sound interrupted Wang Qiang's self-absorption, and it turned out that the bullets had run out. At this moment, a loaded rifle magazine was handed to him, and Wang Qiang looked at it in surprise, only to see that the little girl who had seized the firearm by himself was offering ammunition with her hands full of little stars.
Wang Qiang smiled, took the magazine and replaced it instantly, and the assault rifle in his hand rang out happily again.
A machete slashed at the mutant zombie's left wrist, and the bearded old man pinched his nose and put the zombie's arm into the body bag.
"What is this doing?" Wang Qiang couldn't help but ask. I really can't understand the practice of cutting off the wrists of zombies.
"You don't know?" The ponytail beauty stretches comfortably on the cover of the jeep, and the soft body outlines the graceful curves.
Wang Qiang swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said with some choked up, I don't know.
"It turns out that you are not from the Northern Army." As soon as the crescent-like eyes of the ponytail beauty opened, they instantly turned into almonds.
"I didn't say I was from the Northern Army." Wang Qiang was a little helpless.
"And where did you get your uniform?"
"Someone else sent it."
"Hmph, I advise you to take off this very dog skin, the management of military materials in the north is not generally strict, who has the courage to give you a military uniform, I think you have done something unseemly, and you will be investigated for three generations when you are encountered!" The ponytail beauty said with a warning face.
"The Northern Army has promulgated the "Killing Order", but anyone who kills a second-level mutant zombie or more, with the left hand of the mutated zombie, can redeem the bounty at the place designated by the military, and we make a living from this." Beauty explained.
"It's a technical job." Wang Qiang said with emotion.
The ponytail beauty jumped off the cover of the jeep, walked in front of Wang Qiang, and stretched out her right hand with a big grin: "Introduce yourself, my name is Zhang Feifei, this is my corpse extermination team, the driver is Brother Mang, the little sister is Zhang Yingying, you can call her Xiaomei, and the little brother is Zhang Xiaosan." We saved your life today, so you don't need to thank you! ”
Wang Qiang suddenly found that this girl named Zhang Fei, no, Zhang Feifei, is very beautiful and a little thick-skinned.