Volume 3 Chapter 1449 Beards
Chapter 1449 Beards
Zhang Xiaoqiang was lying contentedly in the ocean of canned food, beside him were a dozen canned food boxes. After eating the long-lost Chinese food, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt warm all over his body, and he didn’t want to move. After a long while, he struggled to crawl among countless canned food. He got up and continued to wander in the middle of the supermarket, and then he was shocked to find that nearly half of the products here are from China, ranging from outdoor tents, suitcases, bicycles, mattresses, bedding, to small clothes, shoes and socks , towels, lighters, watches, and nail clippers all have labels made in China.
Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help shaking his head. In China, Chinese people like to use foreign products, but when they go abroad, they like to use Chinese products. Is this the fragrance inside the wall and outside the wall?
Not long after walking, Zhang Xiaoqiang arrived at the outdoor products area, where there are all kinds of outdoor products, such as jackets, fleece jackets, backpacks, waist bags, climbing ropes, backpack accessories, tents, sleeping bags, moisture-proof mats, inflatable floor mats, picnic supplies, water bottles , water purifiers, lighting fixtures, binoculars, etc., dazzled Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Without further ado, he untied his belt, took off his military uniform and the leather armor inside, and replaced the innermost wet underwear with ready-made high-quality underwear, and then he began to choose equipment for himself.
He put on a slim-fit leather jacket in the style of military uniform on the outside, tried to move around a bit, and it didn't feel cumbersome, which made him nod in satisfaction. Putting on this thing, he won't be afraid of the cold wind outside.
Then he found a large-capacity backpack for himself, filled it with new socks, moisture-proof insoles, a compass, a palm electronic map, as well as portable camping lights, bright flashlights, props, sleeping bags, fire starters, and so on.
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know that the quality of these items was bad, he only looked for one thing, and only took the item with the highest price tag, and ignored everything else, no matter how good-looking it was, and only chose the expensive one, not the right one.
After a circle, Zhang Xiaoqiang’s backpack was only one-third full, and then Zhang Xiaoqiang started to pack food. After packing twenty tins of cans, he stopped filling it. When it came to snacks, he packed all kinds of dried meat and fish floss, There were dry goods, and when the bag was full, Zhang Xiaoqiang climbed upstairs with a backpack weighing more than 50 kilograms.
The supermarket has only one floor. The huge ceiling is a diamond-shaped structure composed of steel frames. On the far side, there is a maintenance ladder leading to the top. Zhang Xiaoqiang's purpose is to go up to the roof to find a goal for himself.
Originally, Zhang Xiaoqiang planned to find a place to get some food first, then collect some supplies, get a motorboat and assault boat or something to go out to sea, and float along the coast to China. From the current point of view, he must first ensure that he will not get lost before he can think of other things.
When Zhang Xiaoqiang climbed to the wide roof, his eyes suddenly brightened. The next second, he was dazzled by the solar panels on the building in the distance, and then he saw a few bearded men in poor clothes.
In order to prevent himself from being dazzled and hallucinating, Zhang Xiaoqiang rubbed his eyes vigorously, then took out the sunglasses from the small bag next to his backpack and put them on. In the place, there is a botanical garden like a virgin forest. In the middle of the jungle, there are various buildings covered by vegetation. On the main building in the center, several big foreigners are looking at him with binoculars. The mouth is staring at this side stupidly...
"It's that Chinese kid. His life is really big. Now his feet should be full of demons, right?"
"Look, he changed his clothes, what a leather jacket, it would be warm on me, and the big bag on his back, I bet it's full of the most expensive vodka, all of it... "
"I said, it shouldn't be easy for him to escape. He filled himself among hundreds of zombies and got so many supplies. He is a good guy. Why don't you let him join us? Let him go out to find supplies at ordinary times. That twat Karina got him hooked..."
The three bearded beards expressed their opinions one after another, and the oldest bearded man put down his binoculars, turned his head and said to them: "It's easy for him to escape. That kid has a rope, so he can easily get down to the ground, retract his He came out of the sewer, you say, how to make him come, how to make him trust us?"
The big beard left everyone else speechless. In this city, there are quite a few survivors like them. They use various methods to live stubbornly in this city, like a group of mice, living in hiding every day. life here, there is no nationality, no country, no gender, some only have naked interests, you are useful, you can get supplies, you are welcome, if you are useless, sorry, I can’t give you a grain of bread crumbs .
"How about I pull Karina up and let her take off her clothes to seduce him..."
The youngest bearded man yelled, and then he was slapped on the back of the head, and a bearded man next to him shouted: "Are there any capable people who are afraid that they won't be able to fuck women? Only a useless coward like you can do it every day." Thinking about those things..."
Several people started arguing, but the eldest bearded man put down his binoculars and waved his hands at Zhang Xiaoqiang, with a smile on his face, and said in a low voice, "Stop arguing, who of you can speak Chinese?"
A few bearded men were playing a farce on the roof. Zhang Xiaoqiang on the roof in the distance grabbed his helmet in doubt. Only then did he remember that he had never taken it off. No wonder he felt something was wrong while diving. He quickly took it off to let his wet black hair exposed to sunlight.
Then Zhang Xiaoqiang put down his backpack, and lay lazily on the slightly hot roof to enjoy the sunshine. The bearded beards in the distance were dumbfounded. They couldn't enjoy lying down. He took out a bottle of champagne from his backpack and broke the bottle. A gust of bubbles shot up into the sky, Zhang Xiaoqiang tasted this slightly sweet sparkling wine slowly, only feeling that it tasted a bit more alcoholic than soda water.
At the moment Zhang Xiaoqiang is not in a hurry, anyway, he is in a strange city, even if he spends the night here, he is guessing the intentions of those bearded men, Zhang Xiaoqiang is not afraid of strangers, but if those people are not Chinese, Zhang Xiaoqiang does not want to be with them either. They contacted, not to mention whether they could communicate, and he didn't want to kill someone just because something was not pleasing to the eye.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's two years of life in the apocalypse have made him tired of killing people. The so-called justice is just his reminiscence of the pre-apocalyptic life, or nostalgia for the orderly life before. Space, after taking responsibility for the development of several cities, he also understood that in the last days, as long as he is strong enough, he is the law, he is the sky, and his words are the benchmark of all morality.
After thinking about it, Zhang Xiaoqiang would not kill people with his own hands, except to deliberately offend him or the people around him. Even those cannibals were caught, it was a habit, and the troops below were executed. He didn't even bother to kill zombies. Hello.
Therefore, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't want to kill people anymore, and he didn't want to contact these foreigners. For him, returning to China, returning to the hot spring base, taking up his own responsibilities again, and finally enclosing the foundations of both sides is what he has to do.
Zhang Xiaoqiang, who wanted to understand, didn't care what those people were thinking, just enjoyed the warm sunshine in the morning, sipping champagne that was slightly better than soda, and marked Premiercru, recalling its price tag, recalling how many numbers there were zero.
"What is he doing? Is he holding vodka? I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy with jealousy, how many years have I not smelled alcohol, no, no, you hold me fast, tie me with a rope , slap me in the face, wake me up, or I'll... oops!!!"
The oldest bearded man slammed his fist on the head of the yelling guy, causing him to stop his whimpering. Then he squeezed his brows with some headaches, and said helplessly: "Guslav, I remember how many years ago The winter before last, you were drunk and slept on the snow. If your younger brother hadn’t come home after drinking at night and recognized you, you would be dead now. You swore at the beginning that you would never drink again in your life. What's going on again?"
Guslav, who was howling with his head in his arms, looked up at the bearded beard, crouched down with his head in his arms, and faltered and said:
"I didn't drink before, because I didn't want to die. Now I want to drink because I don't know why I live. I eat moldy bread and drink cold water every day. I don't know. It's necessary to live like this. go down?
Angel, you are our leader, you have led us to live to this day, I am grateful to you, but I really don't know how long we will live like this, no barbecue, no vegetables, no seasoning, no... hope. "