One person cleaned up, one person took it and threw it away, the two of them cooperated like this, no one spoke, just silently cleaned up the ruins of the wall, I don't know when Yang Keer also joined in, her speed was several times that of the two, she didn't make a sound, she didn't ask why.

In her impression, Zhang Xiaoqiang has always been very cheating and slippery, as long as it is physical work, he can hide and hide, and now Zhang Xiaoqiang must be working so actively for a reason, she doesn't need Zhang Xiaoqiang's reason, she just needs to work with Zhang Xiaoqiang...... As the pieces of ruins and broken walls were cleared out, and the deeply hidden tunnel entrance was also exposed, Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled the corpses of rats that had been crushed into meatloaf in the hope of finding something on Wang Chong's body, even if it was a little piece of cloth, and as he slowly searched, the disappointment became bigger and bigger.

Zhang Xiaoqiang powerlessly did the ground full of meat sauce and broken fur, no, there was nothing left, Wang Chong was a real powdered bone, the 70mm high-explosive bomb exploded in his arms, erasing all the evidence of Wang Chong's existence in this world, Zhang Xiaoqiang stood up in disappointment and walked inside.

The strange sound of "squeaky ......" under his feet attracted Zhang Xiaoqiang's attention, he moved his big foot, and a half-amputated leg of glasses appeared in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, and there was a short thin hemp rope attached to the only half-cut glasses leg, he bent down and picked it up, the upper edge of the black plastic glasses leg had been rolled up by high temperature, and there were blood stains on the hemp rope.

Zhang Xiaoqiang took out the Jingwei sword and cut off the corners of his clothes, carefully wrapped the broken legs of his eyes and put them in his pockets, he looked back at the deep tunnel entrance, turned around and walked out.

As soon as they stepped out of the wall, more than a dozen large trucks were steadily parked in the open space in front of the iron gate, and the third son led people to load a large wooden box containing only a Type 53 rifle and a light machine gun, and a small crane hoisted boxes of bullets to the bed of the large truck.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the group of people roasting rats, and found that one of Wang Le's subordinates had made several large barbecue racks with the tools and materials he brought, and they were densely packed with large rats with their heads, tails, and limbs removed.

Suddenly, a few people who were turning over dead rats were shouting something, Zhang Xiaoqiang quickly stepped forward and walked to the side of several people, and the place where those people were standing was the main impact point of the Type 92 infantry cannon fired by Zhang Xiaoqiang.

There are more dead rats here than on the other side of the wall, it is simply a mountain of piles, countless dead rats are densely entangled and dead together, the scalp of the people watching is numb, and the original black earth on the ground has long been soaked with rat blood and turned into dark red mud.

This person is dead and the members of the newly recruited combat team, they are uniformly dressed in World War II U.S. military uniforms, the feet are old-fashioned cowhide shoes, the dark yellow military shoes are dyed red, the original clean and refreshing military uniforms on the body are stained red by the blood spots of rats, each person has a rebar in his hand to rummage through the mouse corpse, and the rebar in one person's hand is obviously shorter than others.

Zhang Xiaoqiang walked to them by stepping on the mutilated corpses of countless rats in the blood-colored mud, looking at what caused them to scream, it was a huge pile of rat corpses, dead rats were stacked on top of each other, and there was a gap at the edge that had been picked up.

A huge claw emerged from the inside, with four claw blades, showing a transparent yellow, with no luster on it, but it was strange that the dead rats next to it were bloodstained, but it was not stained with a little mouse blood, and it looked clean.

The claws are very similar to the claws of a mouse magnified countless times, the four claw blades are of different lengths, the longest is nearly a foot long, the shortest is less than ten centimeters, the claw blades are connected by a dark bone joint, the bone joints are about the same thickness as the rebar in the hands of the team members, and there are knots like bamboo, the knots are very short, almost one centimeter each, Zhang Xiaoqiang stared at the strange bone joints, and felt that it was very similar to the male and female iron whips in the hands of Yu Chigong painted in the "Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties".

Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that there was a section of rebar about seven or eight centimeters long lying under the big claw, the rebar was cut horizontally, and the silver white of the fracture was shining in the sun, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the truncated rebar and couldn't believe it.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't speak, took a rebar from the hands of the team members around him and touched the big claw, at the moment when the steel touched the claw blade, the rebar was like tofu being cut by a knife and broken into two pieces delicately, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was holding the rebar, felt like a bamboo pole paddled in the water, after a little stagnation, the bamboo pole felt lighter after coming out of the water.

Looking at the unpretentious claw blade, and then looking at the dark and heavy rebar in his hand, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't say a word, and ordered the team members to pick up the piled up mouse corpses, and as the accumulated rats were pushed aside, a huge body was exposed.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the super big mouse lying half a meter high and three meters long, not only he was stupid, but the team members around him were also stupid, and a somewhat old team member exclaimed and said: "Good girl, won't this be the rat spirit in Journey to the West?" ”

Regardless of whether it is a mutant rat king or really a spirit, now it is just a dead mouse, this dead mouse's fur is jet black, and the black fur color shines in the sun, although it is dead, but its fur is not stained with a little blood and dirt, looking at its soft and smooth fur Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart moved.

Qing Shui poured out of Zhang Xiaoqiang's yellow-green old-fashioned military kettle, and a clear stream of water sprinkled from the air onto the mouse's fur, and the clear water continued to fall slowly and quickly down the black hair, and when the last drop of water dripped from the tip of the hair, the dark fur was as fluffy and smooth as before.

Zhang Xiaoqiang kept circling around the dead mouse, the body of the mouse looked very complete, and there was no wound on the body, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked for it several times and did not find its fatal injury, let alone a fatal injury, not even a small wound was found, looking at the dead strange giant mouse, Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled out the desert eagle and aimed at the forehead of the giant rat and pulled the trigger...... Looking at the few mouse hairs that were knocked off by the bullet, Zhang Xiaoqiang only felt a chill running from the scalp to the soles of his feet, and the desert eagle could even shoot the skin of D2, but now he could only shoot off a few hairs of dead mice?

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang recalled that yesterday the big porcupine seemed to have been receiving a unified action for the naming of things, one of which did not dare to move even if it was hit by a bullet and the pain was unbearable, and then the rat that was attacking suddenly exploded its nest, and fled without any warning, could it be the rat king in front of him?

Seeing the fur that its large-caliber pistol can't shoot through, and seeing the claw blade of the rebar with the thickness of the cut egg, like the claw blade of cutting tofu, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't dare to think about what it would be like for this guy to go into battle in person yesterday, no matter how thick the wall is, it can't stop its claws, the outer wall was broken by it, and then it took the lead in the charge, and his side may have been wiped out countless times yesterday.

The more he felt that this guy was terrifying, the more Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to know the cause of its death, and finally let Zhang Xiaoqiang find a little strange, there was a trace of blackened blood on the side of the sharp teeth of the giant mouse Bai Sensen, because the blood stains had turned black, Zhang Xiaoqiang mixed the bloodstains with the color of the fur at the corners of its mouth.