Chapter Thirty-Seven: There is great strength in numbers

"Can't go yet!" Zheng Jiayi grabbed Wang Jun, pointed to the walking corpses chasing them and said, "Zhou Jian, they haven't come over yet." In case the walking corpses on our side surround us, it will really be the gods who can't save them. ”

Wang Jun glanced at it from afar, nodded and said, "It's really true." Li Lin: They seem to be still blocking the walking corpses. Then we can't go. As he spoke, he spread out his hand and looked at it, complaining to himself: "Oops, I threw away the net." ”

"It's fine. I'll go find it. You take it first! After Zheng Jiayi finished speaking, she let go of Wang Jun's hand.

Wang Jun returned to the path again, just about to unload his satchel. Suddenly I noticed a little blood on my hand. Shocked, he carefully examined his hands, and there were no wounds. Before he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, the picture of Zheng Jiayi grabbing him just now appeared in his mind, and just now Zheng Jiayi grabbed the bloodstained hand.

"Really?" Wang Jun's heart raced and looked in the direction of Zheng Jiayi, and before he had time to call Zheng Jiayi to check her own walking corpse, she had already caught up little by little. He quickly unloaded his satchel and waved it. This time he didn't dare to exert all his strength, because the road was too small and he had to go backwards from time to time. Although you have a good sense of balance, you don't need to take unnecessary risks, after all, the narrow road is also a natural resistance for the walking dead.

didn't let Wang Jun wait long, Zheng Jiayi found nets of different lengths in the shed on the edge of the fish pond and hugged them together. She also noticed blood on her hands, but she didn't pay attention to it because she didn't feel any pain at all. Holding the net, he hurried back.

"Here you go!" Zheng Jiayi picked the two longest, one for Wang Jun and one for herself. For the rest, she didn't know why she was taking so much. Anyway, I just think that all the tools that can defend yourself are too little, not too much.

Wang Jun returned and replaced the satchel with a net copy. The two of them stood aside and beat the approaching walking corpses into the fish pond one by one, making a lot of splashes.

"Jiayi, are you hurt?" Wang Jun did not forget about the blood stains on his hands.

"Me?" Zheng Jiayi responded in surprise, she didn't feel pain, she was still a little worried about Wang Jun.

"Isn't that you? I saw blood on my hands. But I have no wounds on my hands! Wang Jun was also a little confused.

"It's not me. I didn't feel any pain. As soon as Zheng Jiayi's voice fell, she faintly felt as if it was really a little painful. Is it psychological? Anyway, now is not the time to talk about it.

Because of the proximity to the pond, the walking corpses that have been knocked out of the water can still continue to walk. But they all rushed to the edge of the fish pond and couldn't get ashore. But Zheng Jiayi felt that she couldn't climb up at this time. The walking corpses are pouring in endlessly, and eventually the walking corpses in the back will step on the walking corpses in front of them and walk ashore, but I don't know how much time this process will take.

Zhang Jie has been away with the girls' team for a while. However, Zhou Jian and the others couldn't retreat in time, because when they were resisting the walking corpses before, several people were separated by the corpses. Those who are close to the retreat should not abandon their friends and leave first. And those who are far away can't fight their way back to their partners. It's just a stalemate there. If it weren't for the extraordinary body of these people, I'm afraid they would have died a long time ago.

Of course, it also depends on the help of Luo Yang and Xu Yiyi. I saw them standing on the path one after the other, and kept throwing stones of different sizes at the corpses. That's pretty impressive. The two of them can be said to be on par with each other, and almost every stone shot can kill a walking corpse. It's just that Xu Yiyi throws stones with her bare hands, so she can only focus on the fragile eye parts. And Luo Yang has a slingshot in his hand, and then the effect of the slingshot is stronger, as long as he can aim at the head, he can hit one by one.

With the help of the two of them, Huang He, who was the farthest away from the corpses, relieved himself to leave his back to Luo Yang and Xu Yiyi, focusing on dealing with the walking corpses in front of him. Soon moved closer to Zhou Jian's direction. And Zhou Jian left the vicinity of the path to pick up Lu Wenwu not far away.

Seeing that Huang He was about to approach the path, a wave of walking corpses that had fallen into the fish pond due to crowding rushed towards Luo Yang and Xu Yiyi who were standing on the path. The water where they stood was not deep enough, and the walking corpse instinctively leaned towards the path and grabbed Luo Yang and Xu Yiyi with their dry and exposed hands.

They were forced to retreat.

Luo Yang has a slingshot in his hand, and even after retreating for a while, he can still shoot at the target from a long distance, while Xu Yiyi doesn't have such a big ability, and the stones have fallen to a relatively close position several times. Although it can also hit individual walking corpses. But it couldn't hit the walking corpse behind Huang He at all.

"Here you go!" Luo Yang handed the slingshot in his hand to Xu Yiyi. Explain that she must aim at the walking corpse behind Huang He. He used stones to deal with the walking corpses with his bare hands. The situation is gradually getting better. It's just that although Luo Yang's strength is far superior to Xu Yiyi, the frequency of his shots is obviously lower than when he used a slingshot before.

Luo Yang moved forward from time to time, retreated from time to time, and his feet kept wandering among the walking corpses with teeth and claws.

"Huang He, watch your step!" Xu Yiyi said as she shot the stone in her hand with a slingshot, hitting a walking corpse that stretched out its hand to Huang He's feet.

Huang He looked down in shock. The trail is also no longer safe. The fish ponds on both sides of the path are full of walking corpses.

"Help me watch my feet!" After Huang He finished speaking, he stepped onto the path to concentrate on dealing with the walking corpses on the shore, not allowing them a chance to walk on the path.

"Xu Yiyi, you are responsible for helping Zhou Jian and them. I'm in charge of the fishpond! Luo Yang once again re-divided each other's work.

"Good!" Xu Yiyi gritted her teeth and agreed. Although she has a slingshot in hand. But she already clearly felt that her hands and shoulders were no longer her own. The soreness was numb. However, everyone has been holding on for so long. You can't give up. Xu Yiyi rubbed the clothes on her shoulders with her head, and the sweat on her head and face finally disappeared.

With Zhou Jian's help, Lu Wenwu's fatigue that had been slightly revealed before was instantly swept away. Sometimes the two are side by side, sometimes back to back. Sometimes one attack and one defense, sometimes one advance and one retreat. The fit is seamless.

"Retreat!" Zhou Jian didn't look back.

Huang He immediately retreated, leaving them with an open space.

Xu Yiyi and Luo Yang also followed and continued to attack while retreating. Although it has been retreating, the range has also been shortening.

Although everyone has already set foot on the path that is enough to escape. But everybody walks backwards. In order to leave more space for the people in front, Xu Yiyi shot a few stones, turned around and ran a few steps, and then turned back to join the team that blocked the walking corpse.

Luo Yang also retreats more often than he attacks. Every few steps back, stop to block the walking corpse for a while, then turn back and back again. A path that he could have walked in a minute or two has been as long as a thousand years.

Thankfully, everyone is safe and sound.

Seeing Zhou Jian, they had already begun to retreat. The four people scattered along the other two paths also began to speed up and converge towards the middle.