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Chapter 2079 The whereabouts of the Chinese

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    The mottled and old outer walls of this gathering place are made of sooty logs, and the fire also spread to these outer wall woods, roasting black smoke, and at the same time ignited the densely erected logs one by one, hiding in the lookout  The Japanese who dared not go down from the tower howled and watched miserably after the flames blocked their retreat. From time to time, some people could no longer bear the torment before being burned to death, and jumped out of the watchtower by themselves and fell to the ground with broken limbs.  The cries were gradually coming to an end, but the smell of burnt and blood in the air became more intense. The overall situation was settled. Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his legs and walked inside, only praying in his heart that he would meet a guy who could speak Chinese here.

    The language barrier is not the first time Zhang Xiaoqiang met. It was better when he met Angel in Vladivostok that day. Angel himself is a wise leader, and he did a good job in some details, even though their living environment was difficult.  They are worse than the Japanese here, but they have never given up hope, and they can communicate with Zhang Xiaoqiang soberly. However, the Japanese Zhang Xiaoqiang met seem impetuous. The Japanese are strict and orderly, but their mentality of bearing pressure is far inferior to that of the Russians.  A slight fluctuation will arouse the animal desire in their hearts. Once this animal desire erupts, it will be hysterical destruction, either destroying others or destroying themselves. Zhang Xiaoqiang has no way to control this. After all, the murderer and the murdered are all with him.  Unaccustomed Japanese.

    Walking through the piles of dead bodies on the ground, he finally saw more than 30 survivors with knives and guns and nearly 200 aborigines, all the lucky ones who survived the massacre, and all of them were pulled out  She took off her clothes, stood naked and trembling in the blood, everyone had despair and panic on their faces, most of them were women, and they all looked younger and their skin was a little fairer, of course.  , There are also quite a few children, but these children are children with parents. At this moment, they all stared at the triumphant invaders with hatred because they lost their parents.

    Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know what to say. This killing can't be called justice or evil. The world is like this. Killing and being killed are only because of strength. If it weren't for Zhang Xiaoqiang, the two little things might be given away now.  It was made into stew, and these survivors killed the people here, to put it bluntly, it was nothing more than revenge. The only thing that people criticized was that the scale of revenge was too big.

    From the beginning to the end, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that he was an outsider. All the killings and insults did not touch his heartstrings. On the contrary, he felt a faint satisfaction. Watching the Japanese kill their own people, he felt balanced in his heart.  These aborigines who stood up bowed their heads to Zhang Xiaoqiang with the respect that the Japanese have always shown to the strong. Those evolutionists who had been defeated by Zhang Xiaoqiang's methods also consciously stood behind Zhang Xiaoqiang, just like a samurai loyal to the patriarch, loyal to this  The invaders slowly scanned all the panicked faces, and Zhang Xiaoqiang found with some helplessness that he did not find any Chinese faces.

    As a victor, he is qualified to issue his declaration of victory, but here, looking at these submissive eyes, he couldn't open his mouth, and it took him a long time to say something in Chinese:

    "Who the hell can speak Chinese"

    When the voice fell, the crowd in front of him was silent for a while, making Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart plummet. If there is no one who can speak Chinese here, then he has to bring the survivors and evolutionaries he has collected to kill all the gathering places in this area.  Break through, so that he can find the person he needs in the vast base. Seeing the silent crowd, Zhang Xiaoqiang became annoyed, turned his head to look at the justice girl standing aside with a pouting mouth, and prepared to make gestures to call all the men to leave.  Women and children are left here to fend for themselves.

    Just when he gave up, a woman with her head bowed suddenly came out of the silent crowd. This woman had long dry yellow hair, a bony figure, and bruised skin all over her body. Most of them were  Concentrated around her breasts and lower abdomen, they are all old injuries, not caused by previous survivors. Seeing this woman, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt hopeful, and heard the woman say in a hoarse voice:

    "Can you give me a piece of clothing"

    "I'm from Taipei, a clerk in the Osaka branch of Colliers"

    The woman in front of her was very careful. She didn't seem excited and at ease just because Zhang Xiaoqiang spoke Mandarin. On the contrary, she was more restrained, because she heard Zhang Xiaoqiang's voice had the characteristics of the mainland, and as a Taiwanese, her education made her think that,  The mainlanders are more terrifying than the Japanese in the last days. Because of her nervousness and stiffness, she behaved like a robot. This woman explained her identity and her experience in Japan clearly. Zhang Xiaoqiang crossed his hands and held his chin, and looked at her  This woman, seeing the fear in her eyes, was a little inexplicable.

    For Zhang Xiaoqiang, the culture and traditions he has come into contact with have made him always believe that the Chinese people in the worldChinese people are all of the same race and blood, and there is no difference. As long as they are descendants of Han people who speak Chinese, he will feel closer than foreigners in any country, so he is very puzzled by the restraint this woman shows in front of him.  , When the woman finished speaking, her tightly clenched hands felt a little numb, she loosened them slightly and slowly stuck them to her thighs, but her upper body bent even lower.

    At this moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang has already seen clearly that this woman is actually good-looking. If she cleans up and eats a few good meals, she might still be a beautiful woman. Pressing down on the question that this woman is afraid of him, he sat up slightly to look more solemn and serious.  asked:

    "What's your name, where are all the Taiwanese who escaped with you?"

    When the woman heard this, her heart tightened suddenly, and she secretly said 'here we come' in her heart, and a huge panic hit her heart again, and her trembling lips spit out softly:

    "Liu Manman, there were five colleagues who escaped with me at that time, and all of them died except me"

    After finishing speaking, Liu Manman couldn't help turning her head to look at a skinny and dark little boy not far away who was looking at her. This little boy didn't look at her, but stared at Zhang Xiaoqiang with hatred. Zhang Xiaoqiang followed Liu Man  Man's eyes saw the slight frown of the four or five-year-old child. He didn't think this child had anything to do with Liu Manman, and asked loudly:

    "Did they die like this? Starved to death? Or eaten by zombies?"

    Zhang Xiaoqiang's questioning made the woman tremble all over. At this moment, the child finally couldn't help it, and shouted at Zhang Xiaoqiang in Japanese. Now the woman could no longer control her fear, and knelt down at Zhang Xiaoqiang's feet and shouted loudly.  road:

    "Don't hurt my child"

    "Your child?" Zhang Xiaoqiang asked Liu Manman suspiciously, squinting at the child who seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind, and then asked with an emphatic tone:

    "Then why do you speak Japanese?"

    "Because his father is Japanese, otherwise I wouldn't be able to survive" Liu Manman knelt up straight and raised her head to look at Zhang Xiaoqiang with pleading eyes. The only clean thing on her face was the crystal clear teardrops.  She lowered her cheeks and washed the dirt on her face out of the two dirty ditches. Hearing Liu Manman's words, Zhang Xiaoqiang's head was about to explode. Suddenly he stood up and pointed at the group of men who were forced to kneel on the ground by the survivors.  shouted loudly:

    "Did they do it? Did they kill your colleague?"

    Liu Manman looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang silently and just cried, but he acquiesced to what Zhang Xiaoqiang said. Zhang Xiaoqiang immediately devalued the impression of the Japanese in his heart, pushed Liu Manman away, got up and walked quickly to the group of men, and sprayed the  Staring at them with fiery eyes, the survivors surrounded by this group of men did not know that Zhang Xiaoqiang's anger was directed at all the Japanese.  A group of men chopped down.

    "Baga" Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the people on the ground and began to yell. He wanted to use Chinese, but he was afraid that the other party would not understand, so he could only use the Japanese words he was most familiar with.  The huge saber on his back was about to sweep down, but he didn't know that he didn't need to do it. The thirty or so survivors howled like wild beasts.  I was so surprised, watching the blood on the ground eroding towards his feet, the bad breath in my heart suddenly dissipated a lot, and after thinking about it, the Japanese are not good people. When they themselves can't eat enough  , don't expect the Chinese to get their rations, on the contrary, the generosity and hospitality of the Chinese will make foreigners get the same treatment, this is the difference in the cultural traditions of the two sides.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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