Vol 3 Chapter 53: Have a goal 1/5 more

Under the aim of more than a dozen rifles and two heavy machine guns, three foreigners stood up helplessly. In front of hundreds of men and women, they took off their T-shirts and pants and waited for them in their underwear. When they saw Zhang Xiaoqiang still aiming at them, they had to continue to take off. Two people had pistols, two sabers, steel wires, metal hairpins, and nothing else.
Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at the screams of three foreigners. The muzzle in his hand was drawn by the two foreigners who took out the weapons and let them go to the side, and he went to the foreigner without weapons. In the first ten meters, this foreigner was standing in the middle of the three people. Compared with the other two, the whole person seemed very relaxed. The height was about one meter and ninety-five, the body was thin, the muscles of the whole body were tight, and the hair was long. Micro-volume, a pair of eyes blue, nose eagle hook, mouth is covered by a thick beard, this man makes Zhang Xiaoqiang feel a trace of danger, even if he does not have any metal objects and cloth.

Can you understand Chinese?

Zhang Xiaoqiang asked on his mouth that the rifle in his hand did not let go, and the foreigner was a little surprised. However, he did not have the confidence to dodge under so many muzzles and could only nod.
"Name, identity, and your position in the team..."
"You can call me a rattlesnake, he is a drug lord, the other is a ghost. The three of us are the controllers of the team. As for the previous identity, I think, because it is three mercenaries who travel to China..."
Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded. He knew that this person did not lie. Their identity is really nothing at the moment, but he is depressed in his heart. The three mercenaries actually take care of the civilians, and they are still foreigners. The Chinese like to kill each other and arbitrarily destroy humanity, which makes him very uncomfortable.
"I know what you are paying attention to, but I want to advise you, don't act rashly. You should know that not only do you gain the ability, but many people in this world have acquired the ability. Maybe someone more than you, stronger than me... ...."
Zhang Xiaoqiang said that the three mercenaries were discolored at the same time, but Zhang Xiaoqiang did not relax. He did not want to make any accidents in the absolute superiority. Everyone here, including foreigners, was scheduled by him.
"Now, don't use any nickname to fool me and say your real name..."
Zhang Xiaoqiang’s words made these former mercenaries somewhat embarrassed. They always used pseudonyms and nicknames. Relatively speaking, real names are taboos for them. However, they also saw the seriousness of Zhang Xiaoqiang’s eyes. Who knows the man in front of him? Is it capable of reading minds?
"My name is Joe Mezzero, American, my hometown is in Minnesota, the big man is George Shedov, the Russian, the only thing he knows in his hometown, and the black man, what he called, I don't know, we all call it. His ghost..."
Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded. He didn't know why he insisted on asking their names. But after the names of the two white people said it, they obviously felt that their gas field was weakening. Maybe there was any jealousy. He could not help but look at it. Black people.
"My name is John Basron, sniper, American,"
There are not many black words. When I say it, I am not talking. Zhang Xiaoqiang heard the sniper's three words. Some people are surprised. His men will play a lot of sniper rifles, but the full-time snipers are none. After all, the sharpshooter is not equal to the sniper. Hand, while looking at the black man, Zhang Xiaoqiang’s ear heard a subtle wind.
When Zhang Xiaoqiang was about to lean back slightly, a large, bulky hand grabbed Zhang Xiaoqiang’s nose and then turned, and turned his hand to Zhang Xiaoqiang’s neck. The other hand grabbed the rifle’s gun. The mouth, stealing from the trend, apparently, the American named Joe wants to seize Zhang Xiaoqiang as a threat.
Zhang Xiaoqiang did not dodge, bowed his head and slammed into the big hand, and at the same time released the rifle and took the initiative to let Joe away. When Joe’s big hand made a crack in the crack, Zhang Xiaoqiang bowed his head and hugged him. The thick waist, Joe suddenly fell out.
The naked naked Joe was thrown out by Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was very strong in the first time of contact. He took the rifle and he couldn’t care for the pain of his left hand. He reversed his body and wanted to find a balance. At this time, Zhang Xiaoqiang leaped. From the right hand of his gun, suddenly his body was spinning in the air and rolling on the gravel floor. Countless blood was drawn on him. Joe had just stopped on the ground full of gravel. A black muzzle reached his forehead.
"I still want to try it?"
When Zhang Xiaoqiang asked Joe, he took away the rifle he had been clenching. Joe smiled and shook his head. He asked with a little ridiculousness: "Do you have a band-aid?"
"We are telling the truth, not lie to you..."
Joe is sitting opposite Zhang Xiaoqiang and telling their legendary experience.
As a mercenary, relaxing in my spare time, to the various places is one of Joe's many hobbies, of course, for Joe, the process of distraction is also a process of hunting, naturally brought his team, together Going to the mysterious ancient country of the East, at the beginning they are preparing to start from Inner Mongolia and take the end of Lop Nur. Zhang Xiaoqiang does not know the road they chose to travel. Why are they all unmanned? God knows if they want to find a female body. Taste.
When they arrived on the grassland with the tour group, there was no transnational love with the Mongolian girl. The virus broke out. He brought seven partners, three of whom became zombies in the first time. The two were also biting back in the entanglement. Under the circumstance, Joe broke all the cervical vertebrae with all the partners who became zombies.
They came out with the group. Naturally, there are foreign counterparts. Compared with other people’s flusters, the mercenaries who have experienced various dangerous and different incidents are much stronger than ordinary people. They know through their peers that they cannot I was bitten by the zombies, caught, and the zombies were broken and the neck would die.
The three people shot at the same time and controlled the situation in the shortest time. Because of their means and abilities, many people survived, and they also deservedly became the leader~EbookFREE.me~ After something happened with ordinary people Looking for the government is different, they prefer to rely on themselves, so at the beginning, they are trying to reserve all kinds of materials while collecting the survivors. The materials will not necessarily be taken away. Just like the establishment of reserve points, the materials collected will be as far as possible. Hoarding because they don't know when they will be saved.
Therefore, Zhang Xiaoqiang, the vehicles and the investigations that they saw along the road were all emptied by them. Although the mercenaries had the ability and the opinion, they did not have Zhang Xiaoqiang’s luck and were not familiar with the environment. They could only be in the desert and next door. Wandering between them is often to find a place, then to eat up all the things that can be eaten, and then change places. Although there are local people, once these local people leave the hundred kilometers, they become awkward foreigners, so This became a ghost in the upper reaches of the highway, or the most barren desert except the Taklimakan Desert.
In this nearly a year, they have been so over, they have experienced mutant beasts, they have encountered zombies, they have also encountered the gangsters who want them, and three full-fledged mercenaries are very burdened. The identity of the protector, day after day with these survivors struggling to survive.
The dangers encountered are unknown, and the survivors of accidental deaths do not know how many. If there are no new survivors to join them, I am afraid that the three mercenaries will not be able to hold them.
"Actually, we will always be cumbersome, but we also regard them as beliefs. People always have a goal, aren't they? We are stuck in the strange land, without the enjoyment of spirits and marijuana, it is us. Have the goal of living with them..."
Joe said calmly about the purpose of his asylum survivors. To put it bluntly, to find something for himself, or else their three big men would go crazy in this desert.