Chapter 1868: 1868
Zhang Xiaoqiang is in his early twenties . He is not as tender and timid as a boy . He says that fear is a little bit . But from his twinkling eyes, we can see that when he talks, his brain is highly rotating, his tone is very stable, and he is not too nervous . His words are clear-cut and his rhythm is light . It"s not like the current one . Instead, he has rehea.r.s.ed for a long time, It seems that they didn"t come here to make trouble . You know, Zhang Xiaoqiang killed countless people at the edge of Taihu Lake, and there were big water snakes as a deterrent . Besides Qinghong Road, other people are not qualified to make trouble .
"Except for this boy, other people are ordinary people . They can"t see the way . They should not be from Qinghongdao . They are not so shivering . . . "
Jianzhan is telling the truth . Zhang Xiaoqiang also saw that most of the people on the scene were wearing old military uniforms . Under the layers of patches, they could not see the original appearance . The guns were worn out in their eyes, and even the paint was worn off in many places . However, the maintenance was good . At least they didn"t see any rust on the surface . It was just that these people made Zhang Xiaoqiang feel familiar, As if he should know the ident.i.ty of these people .
With his right foot loosened, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned to look at the armed men who were stunned by the sword, regardless of the gasping Weng Li lying on the ground . He suddenly remembered something wrong in his mind . The armed men in the hands of the evolutionists are not like this . Most of the elite armed men have never been soldiers before . If they were allowed to stick to one place, they might still be decent, Today, these people are lurking in the dense gra.s.s, but they are not as rash as those armed men who came from half way . Their actions in the dense gra.s.s not only do not cause much noise, but also give people the feeling that they are integrated with the gra.s.s . Even if they move, they are silent . If they are ordinary people, they may not be found even if they are touched underground .
Besides, although the weapons of these people are old-fashioned, the system is rarely unified . They are not as miscellaneous as the armed men of other forces . Pistols, rifles, shotguns, and even small caliber rifles are used for compet.i.tions . The uniform type 95 rifles should be used for the army . Judging from the careful maintenance marks on the rifles, Zhang Xiaoqiang is very familiar with the temperament of these people . It"s very imaginative of the temperament of Zhao Deyi"s subordinates today . Zhao Deyi"s subordinates are the elite of the whole Hubei army . Three thousand people have the strength to kill 300000 zombies alone . If they have enough bullets, they will be strong, If the logistics and mobility can keep up, I"m afraid even a million zombies may not be defeated .
Thinking of what justice and protection Weng Li had just said in his nonsense, Zhang Xiaoqiang was sure to determine the ident.i.ty of the group . In Weng Li"s evasive eyes, Zhang Xiaoqiang walked up to the armed men and first picked up the random hair on one"s forehead . There was a deep color mark on his forehead, Even if the face is not clean, it"s easy to see nale scar as a wrinkle . Then Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at it one by one and found that everyone had such a scar on his head . He immediately understood the real ident.i.ty of these people .
"Where are your small forces, who is the boss, and how many survivors are there . . . "
The question comes back to Weng Li . Weng Li is not as smooth as before, and a black face is not ugly . He doesn"t answer Zhang Xiaoqiang"s question at the first time . He doesn"t know how much Zhang Xiaoqiang knows . At least he looks like a bamboo in his heart . He doesn"t know whether he really knows or not .
"Well, small forces are not worth mentioning, and we are not well-known . . . "
"How many men are left in the army?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly interrupts Weng Li"s evasion, which makes Weng Li"s mouth twitch . Zhang Xiaoqiang is smarter than he imagined . He doesn"t want to admit it . A sharp narrow blade carries Weng Li"s neck . The cold air from the sharp blade makes him have goose b.u.mps, which is like a layer of acne . At the same time, he is shocked again . This is the second time, Without warning, he was in the shadow of death . Before, it was not a moment without a line of life and death . But every time, he was able to save himself from danger by virtue of danger prediction and his own quick wit . Unexpectedly, the danger prediction that he had no future was completely invalid today . He felt that there was no privacy in his whole body, and even the last fig leaf was taken away .
"I don"t understand what you"re saying . The army has been dead a long time ago, and the rest are deserters . The soldiers on the ground are very unpopular in Shanghai . These deserters can"t be taken in by big forces, they can only take refuge in small forces . . . "
Weng Li"s eyes were firm and he didn"t dodge . Zhang Xiaoqiang narrowed his eyes and looked at the steel knife on Weng Li"s neck . He saw the blade move, and Weng Li"s black skin was suddenly cut by the blade . A winding blood ditch left from his neck . He felt the blood flow in his neck, and Weng Li"s face changed greatly, He cried to Zhang Xiaoqiang
"Yes, I"m a soldier . I"m really a soldier . I"m a serious soldier . "
As soon as he uttered these words, the steel knife on his neck disappeared . When Weng Li was busy stopping bleeding, he said:
"I used to study in a military academy . I was a soldier, but now I don"t even have a country . I can only be a former soldier . . . "Zhang Xiaoqiang carefully looks at the young guy in front of him . From Weng Li"s slickness, he can see that he is a man with active mind . People with active mind are generally afraid of death . Originally, he thought that the boy in his early twenties could easily tell the truth of the army under the threat of his own sword . Did he have such a persistent side?
"Do you really think I dare not kill you?"
Weng Li"s whole body is stiff, his upper and lower gums are clucking in this kind of murderous air . The danger prediction of the previous stop appears when it should not appear . It"s like the pointer on the pressure gauge rushing from the lowest to the highest, even beyond the limit . That kind of extreme danger is like a mountain peak, With a roar, his heart was crushed, and his bones were all ringing . There was no need for Zhang Xiaoqiang to move a finger at all . Weng Li, who was warned by the strong danger, wanted to die immediately, and he didn"t have to bear the pressure that could destroy his soul .
"Good . . . " Zhang Xiaoqiang smiles a little, and all the pressure disappears in an instant . The sword chop who stands on one side finally has the strength to wipe off the sweat on his forehead . The taste of fish in the pond is also not good . Zhang Xiaoqiang"s murderous spirit is not only acc.u.mulated in the rest of his life, but also millions of corpses died under Zhang Xiaoqiang"s command, and tens of thousands of survivors died in his hands, The golden wolf flag and several other wolf flags have thousands of dead in his hands . He holds the power of life and death, and his head falls to the ground when he is angry . Over time, Zhang Xiaoqiang"s killing spirit has formed a kind of killing aura, which can"t resist even if he kills a hundred people with a sword without blinking an eye .
Weng Li knew that things would not be so simple . Since Zhang Xiaoqiang had doubted, he would not let him go so easily . He secretly decided that he could not tell them anything in detail . Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaoqiang no longer paid attention to him . He went to the soldiers he had brought with him, took out the rat King blade and put it on one of them"s necks to look at Weng Li, The smile at the corner of the mouth turned into a ferocious moment .
"I suspect you are undercover agents sent by Qinghongdao . I don"t think I can recognize you when you are dressed as soldiers? I"ll tell you that it"s not so easy for the people and horses in my area who are still locked up in the number 10 Qinghong road to cheat me . Kill these soldiers first, and then take you back to torture and extort a confession . I don"t believe I can"t pry your mouth . "< br>