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    Elson, who was doing bad things with good intentions, left with infinite self-blame and melancholy. He knew from the beginning that the Russians were coming, so he hoped that Zhang Xiaoqiang would wait a while before starting. In his opinion, there are drones cruising in the sky.  The Russians may not launch an offensive. They were well-intentioned. The only thing he didn¡¯t expect was that the war would be crueler than he imagined, and the Russians¡¯ attack was so ferocious, and he didn¡¯t expect the Russians to swarm like mad dogs regardless of casualties. You know  A battle in which the opponent's loss is more than doubled is not something that ordinary people can fight, let alone when the number of aircraft is dominant.

    Elson's departure did not give Zhang Xiaoqiang any comfort. Looking at the devastated camp, his heart was very sad. It was not Chinese who died, and it was not Chinese who were injured and howling, but his heart was uncomfortable.  His heart has been tempered into a heart of stone, and he will never care too much about the life and death of others. He never thought that there is still a bit of conscience left in his heart.  There are piles of corpses, both men and women, all of which are black and invisible, with torn bodies, twisted hands, and their heads raised and their teeth bared as if they were howling silently.

    The Russian plane has been circling in the sky, and there are many casualties on the ground. The fire caused by the crashed plane spread over more than ten kilometers of forest.  The stars are gone. After the tragic victory, the Russians did not have the confidence to clean up the mess in the dark. After wandering for a long time, they never sent a plane to land in the camp. The American camp had already become a sea of ????flames, and the huge wreckage of the Chinook helicopter  Surrounded by raging flames, even the steel was burned and melted.

    Zhang Xiaoqiang sat on the ground for a long time before standing up leaning on his saber, turned his head and glanced, and was about to turn around and walk out of the camp, when suddenly he was dazed again, right in the very center of the gathering place, the much-desired radio antenna room was burning.  Thick and long tongues of flame sprayed out from the windows of the room and licked and burned the antenna erected on the roof, which looked like a closed boiler.

    Looking at the burning boiler, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly felt a pang of sadness. The thing he tried so hard to obtain was turned into ashes in the flames. For this thing, he even lured zombies, causing thousands of people to die.  Looking at the blazing flames, he felt that God had made a joke for him, a joke that made him cry aloud. Just when he fell into extreme sorrow, Ono found Zhang Xiaoqiang with the Z2 zombie on his back. At this moment, Ono was not  Very well, most of the clothes on his body were burnt and riddled with thousands of holes, and his hands were covered with scorching blisters, his face was blackened by the thick smoke, and even the teeth that were exposed when he spoke  It was also covered with black ashes, Xiaoye seemed to feel the sadness and self-blame from Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, bowed deeply to Zhang Xiaoqiang, and said a few words of comfort and encouragement loudly, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't understand, just shook his head.

    "Your Excellency Ono said, please don't blame yourself, my lord. All the crimes were committed by Fushan Tengtu. We are already very grateful that your lord is willing to kill Fushan for us untouchables"

    Fluent mandarin came out from the mouth of the man next to Xiao Ye. This man was also blackened by the thick smoke, and he couldn't see clearly, only his teeth were still white. When he spoke, he was very respectful to Zhang Xiaoqiang, and his eyes were full of joy.  Grateful, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but focus on him. Seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang's questioning eyes, he quickly added:

    "Under Nao Miyamoto, I used to be very good friends with Ono-kun. Unfortunately, I am not an evolutionary. When Ono-kun left, I was afraid of dying in the forest and did not follow. I have been missing him for so long. I can speak Chinese.  I have the experience of working in the Chinese branch, China is my second hometown, I am very excited to meet you, how is China now? Can the Chinese survivors have enough to eat?"

    Naoko Miyamoto is a self-acquaintance, and when he talks to Zhang Xiaoqiang, he is a little flattering, his eyes glance at the tall saber in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand from time to time, the ax mountain that Zhang Xiaoqiang chopped off half of his body before has fallen, and seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang not far away  In Fushan, far away, Nao Miyamoto looked even more humble, but Zhang Xiaoqiang did not look down on this sycophant. Being able to survive this catastrophe as an ordinary person is already very remarkable.

    "You go to assist Ono and organize the survivors. I will not show up this time and let Ono take care of everything. Also, tell them that Fushan was killed by Ono. If anyone is disobedient, Ono will kill him too. I  Just appear as Ono's Chinese assistant"

    Zhang Xiaoqiang had someone he could communicate with, and his bad mood improved. Thinking of the work he should be doing now, although Elson did him a disservice, it proved that under the influence of idealism, this guy still has some potential for evolution.  Even if Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't think he is the savior Elson said, he doesn't object to the little brother who sent him to his door.?Even if he didn't get the communication device, he was not in a hurry. If Elson's ability can really invade the electronic equipment of all countries in the world, then it would be a piece of cake to inform Hubei and Yinmeng of his location.

    Without any courtesy, Nao Miyamoto was recruited by Zhang Xiaoqiang after he delivered it to his door, and he didn't have the heart to test the loyalty of the Japanese. In his eyes, all Japanese are the same, it's just the relationship. Ono heard  What Zhang Xiaoqiang said immediately became excited. Although he didn't have much ambition at first, he had to grasp the opportunity when it came to him. After all, everyone has ambitions, whether they are big or small.

    The z2 zombie temporarily lost its value when the communicator was destroyed, and maybe it will be of greater value in the future if it stays. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not expect to use it to unify Japan, so he burned it to ashes without hesitation, and started to gather around Xiao Ye  The survivor, he knew that once the Z2 zombies died, the zombies in the forest would be leaderless and could no longer pose a threat to this troubled gathering place. The only thing he had to do was to integrate the gathering place as much as possible before the Russians reached out.  Evolutionary, only in this way will the remaining survivors not be caught and killed for Yangxue Xihua.

    What the chaotic camp lacks is a leader. The unprovoked killings of Fushan made the evolutionists of Fushan's line become street rats. Although Ono is not strong, he is one of the opponents of Fushan after all. When he reappeared, many old people  All the evolutionists were willing to buy it, and Zhang Xiaoqiang followed Xiao Ye with a saber, so naturally no one dared to object. After the first century evolution was organized, the rest of the matter would be much easier.

    The corpses were cleared out and piled up in piles. After pouring gasoline, the blazing flames brought their tragic life to an end. Evolvers and survivors hiding in various places came out one after another.  Right, the Russians did not know where they found the apron, and they did not leave completely. There were reconnaissance planes circling the sky at all times.  The collapsed catapults were erected again, ready to drop bombs at any time, and the burning houses were extinguished one after another, waiting for daytime with thick black smoke.

    The camp is quite vast, if it weren't for the Ax Mountain that gathered everyone together, there would be absolutely no way that so many people were killed or injured. Zhang Xiaoqiang stood dejectedly by the side of a pile of corpses more than ten meters high, mourning silently.  The corpses of children, these children are older than ten years old, and the younger ones are not yet full moon. Many children were trampled to death by the panicked crowd. Occasionally, children can be seen being trampled tightly by their mothers.  Death, this mountain of corpses made up entirely of children is firmly engraved in Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart like a gray oil painting handed down from generation to generation. Like a magic barrier, Zhang Xiaoqiang can't look away. He blames himself deeply in his heart, and all kinds of past events come one after another.  , Scenes and faces that have long been forgotten emerge from the deepest part of memory, there is the mountain of corpses by the Liangzi Lake that dyes the lake red, there are the three hundred heads in the gathering place in Wuhan, and there are iron bridges soaked in blood and  The desperate poor man standing by the bridge, the final picture freezes on a child holding a rifle and showing him hatred and fear in his eyes

    Just as he was immersed in this strange atmosphere constructed by death and couldn't extricate himself, a light and serene whisper floated into his ears. This English confession seemed to have magical power, opening a hole in his increasingly depressed heart.  Through the gap, Zhang Xiaoqiang took a deep breath, wiped away the water droplets that rushed to the corner of his eyes, turned his head and saw that on the other side of the mountain of corpses, several British people were kneeling on the side of the mountain of corpses to repent and pray, giving Zhang Xiaoqiang spiritual comfort  The voice of prayer was Gemma, who was still in the place where he did not know before

    "We can't let Chinese children repeat the same mistakes" Zhang Xiaoqiang took a few steps back, looked up at the mountain of corpses and muttered in his heart. For some reason, the little girl in red came to his mind again, looking at the corpse of nearly a thousand children.  He gave up the idea of ??looking for it, turned around in a daze, stepped on the plasma flowing out of the mountain of corpses, splashed countless blood and walked towards the rows of kneeling survivors in the center. Behind him, Gemma was still  She and her companion knelt on the ground to pray, but Zhang Xiaoqiang's darkened eyes brightened again, and the killing was not over yet  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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