With the efforts of Zhang Xiaoqiang and the combat team, the zombies pounced and fell to the ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang alone solved all the S-type zombies, and the others followed behind Zhang Xiaoqiang, and his record was even clearer than Zhang Xiaoqiang himself, seeing that he alone solved half of the zombies, and all the S-type zombies, he was more afraid of him, and more respectful, with the means to punish people's hearts, with a record that can make people respectful, Zhang Xiaoqiang is now completely in the position of the leader, even if he is not in the base, As long as there is no news of his death, these people will not have any thoughts of rebellion, and Zhang Xiaoqiang is really too strong.

Zhang Xiaoqiang leaned against the car and smoked, and the members of the other combat teams were also resting around him, or smoking cigarettes, or drinking water, and some were secretly looking at Shangguan Qiaoyun who was wiping Zhang Xiaoqiang's triangular thorns, experiencing a thrilling fight, Shangguan Qiaoyun's body, face, and hands had some black ash and stains, she also cared, even through the reflection on the glass of the car body, she didn't think to wipe off the black ash on her face, she matured a lot in this battle, and let go a lot, The current Shangguan Qiaoyun has begun to become like a warrior, saying goodbye to the delicate young lady in the past.

"What did you think when you fired? You shot before you even saw it, and you weren't afraid of hurting me? Zhang Xiaoqiang finished smoking a cigarette and looked at the logistics team cleaning up the zombie corpses at the door, and the question in his heart finally came out of his mouth.

Shangguan Qiaoyun stopped what he was doing and began to think back to the scene...... She shot seven bullets in a row, looking at the zombie who slowly wanted to shake her over, she became more and more anxious, she took a deep breath, and silently read in her heart: "Don't be in a hurry...... You'll definitely be able to hit ...... ......She dragged the gun tightly against her shoulder, put the muzzle of the gun on the zombie's head, and was about to pull the trigger, her mind suddenly seemed to be calling for something, her body immediately stiffened, as if something was going to happen behind her, she wanted to turn her head, but Coco held the gun with both hands and took the rifle before she could think about it, she didn't see what was going on, her fingers pulled the trigger, and after the gun rang out, it was a crisis that Zhang Xiaoqiang experienced.

"Paranormal events?" Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart was furious, wasn't what Shangguan Qiaoyun just said a ghost? Zhang Xiaoqiang has always believed in these things, and he would rather believe in them than believe in them. He has experienced some things, although he has not seen it, but he seems to be able to feel it slightly, for example, he went to the countryside to play, in that kind of old house, he wanted to open the door and walk out in the house, the door suddenly opened by itself, and then it was like a gust of wind blowing, he didn't feel any cold, but the skin on his body unconsciously got goosebumps, and when he went out to the living room, he saw that all the doors and windows were closed, and the flowers and trees outside the window did not have any traces of being blown by the wind, and then Zhang Xiaoqiang had a pimple in his heart, It's like escaping from the house and stepping on a soft thing in the hallway, which can scare you half to death.

Zhang Xiaoqiang immediately stopped talking, he didn't dare to ask any more, who knows if that great god still walked away from Shangguan Qiaoyun, no matter what, he saved his life, he shouldn't be looking for himself in the middle of the night, right?

Two hundred corpses were carried by six people, plus the ground at the gate was full of black blood of zombies, although the blood of the zombies themselves was not much, but they could not stand their large number, the sticky black blood accumulated on the ground and was a little slippery, until two hours later, all the corpses were moved, Zhang Xiaoqiang and the combat team did not have the slightest intention of helping, the people of the logistics team can eat white rice as long as they are on duty, Zhang Xiaoqiang now has a lot of rice, and he can't eat enough rice, but he won't raise them in vain, if everyone eats rice, What do people who go out and work hard think? In this case, Zhang Xiaoqiang has formulated several classes, he and He Wenbin's three sons are the first class, the combat team is the second class, the women of the base and some important posts are the third class, more than the cook and Wang Le, and the two guys who learned maintenance and manufacturing with him, the first three classes are full of rice, and the rest of the people are the fourth class, usually only half of the rice ration, chicken feed is open supply, and you can get a full ration of rice for three days with the combat team.

They came out to do hard work, Zhang Xiaoqiang's combat team had to keep their physical strength to deal with danger, so looking at these were looking down on people, the logistics team was wearing tattered clothes, which were their own previous clothes, Zhang Xiaoqiang would not be kind enough to give them the military uniforms he took out, one of the six people wearing a yellow World War II US military uniform looked particularly eye-catching, looking at him, all the members of the combat team were full of contempt in their eyes.

Seeing that the exit was cleared, Zhang Xiaoqiang made a gesture, and all the combat teams began to check their equipment, and the third son filled each of them with thirty rounds of ammunition, and Zhang Xiaoqiang was also carried on his body one by one by Shangguan Qiaoyun's clean weapons, he looked at Shangguan Qiaoyun and said, "You are just watching the car outside, where did you put your pistol last time?" Find out and don't put it on your body, remember the lesson! ”

Shangguan Qiaoyun's face turned red when she heard this, the pistol had always been under her left flank, but she couldn't remember that she still had a pistol, seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang leading the crowd inside, she untied her military uniform and untied the gun belt inside, re-wrapped it around her waist, and put the rifle bullet on it, thought about it for a while and found out that her previous carbine was also loaded with good bullets, a carbine was placed by her side, a rifle was in her hand, and she sat in the car on guard.

Zhang Xiaoqiang took the stainless steel horn gun to the head, behind him was a combat squad with a rifle, followed by six logistics teams with shields, a group of people walked to the edge of the parking lot of the hot spring hotel, the parking lot is very large, there are all kinds of high-end off-road vehicles and RVs parked on it, all the vehicles are surrounded by more than a dozen police cars in the middle, the doors of some police cars are opened, the seats, the doors, the windows, and there are pools of blackened blood on the ground, white bones, rags, deformed police hats, moldy leather shoes, bullet shells, There were even 77-style pistols surrounding those blood stains, Zhang Xiaoqiang walked to the middle and bent down to pick up the pistol, the pistol was drenched in the rain, the sun was exposed, and it was stepped on by the zombies countless times, looking at the pistol without a bullet, Zhang Xiaoqiang threw it to the third son, and continued to walk in with people.

The parking lot is greened well, from the foot of the mountain to the bottom of the valley are all kinds of vegetation, but now there is no greenery, the smooth trunks and branches seem to show people the style of the past, the grass under the trees is also from the former full of greenery to dry color, a path paved with flowers and stones extends forward in the forest, until it is blocked in front of a large fountain, the fountain sets up a group of stone sculptures, the theme is a group of girls bathing, the technique of stone carving is the realistic carving of the West, each stone sculpture is carved beautifully, full of texture, The beautiful lines vividly show the scene of a group of young girls bathing by the river.

Zhang Xiaoqiang does not have any artistic cells, he walked along the stone road around the stone statue in his eyes, the scene in front of him made him slightly surprised, the valley was completely displayed in front of his eyes, a clear stream slowly flowed from a distance to a small lake in front of him, the small lake is surrounded by a small garden-style villa, except for the garden-style villa Zhang Xiaoqiang did not see anything related to modernity, no cement floor, no steel structure street lamps, did not see any wires and machinery, the road surface on the ground was paved with bluestone slabs, On both sides is the yellow-brown lawn, walking on the smooth stone road, looking at the sound of the babbling of the stream, looking at the quiet lake, Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled, he suddenly felt that he was not looking for a remnant enemy on the battlefield, but like a company leader with employees on an outing, there was only silence around, except for the footsteps of Zhang Xiaoqiang and his party, except for the sound of the clear stream gurgling water, there was no other sound, no wind, no birdsong, no human noise, Zhang Xiaoqiang and others walked to the dividing road to the villa.

Kill the last zombie locked in the house, Zhang Xiaoqiang stood on the lawn outside and looked at his future base, there are twenty or thirty houses in the villa area, the layout of each house is similar, except for the size of the room, the height of the decoration materials and the level of the furniture, everything else is about the same, a house can live three or five people with less, seven or eight people are a little too crowded, and they are stuffed, ten people can also live, and the house in front of him can live more than 100 people, Zhang Xiaoqiang is very satisfied, it is better to have a ready-made house to live in than to build it yourself, The men of the combat team were obedient, and the members of the logistics team began to put on themselves the clothes and utensils left behind by the former guests.

Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at the third son and continued to walk towards the valley without speaking, there was the beating and scolding of the third son and the screams of the logistics team being beaten behind him, Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored the farce behind, he had already set the rules, all the trophies belonged to the combat team and the base, the logistics team naturally had nothing, there was no accommodation, and the rules were the rules.