Chapter 7: Hope
Xiang Ningxuan has no opinion on cleaning up the zombies wandering in the community. So, the four of them came to the cave building where Xiang Ningxuan lived, the security door here had not been damaged, and the zombies could be stopped at a critical moment.
And there is no need for people to attract monsters, Xiang Ningxuan directly commanded the elven dragon to attract monsters. The elven dragon can fly directly to the top of the zombie's head, anyway, the zombie has no IQ and can't jump. As long as he was in the field of vision, Xiang Ningxuan would control the elven dragon and lure the zombies over.
At that time, Zhuang Mingjian used ice arrows to attract aggro and slow down, and the elven dragon attacked from behind. If they weren't dead, Xiang Ningxuan and Wei Jing would come forward to fight in close combat.
At this time, you can see the advantages of carding, if the frost sorrow model is not stuck, the attack power is not as good as the fire axe, but once carded, you can force 1. And Wei Jing's fire axe may not be able to knock out 1 point of blood with three slashes.
In less than half an hour, the four of them killed five mutant zombies. In addition, many people who were trapped in other buildings were picked up. Seven more combatants have been added, six are Honor of Kings and League of Legends hero classes, and one security guard is a retired soldier. In addition, there were seventeen or eighteen men with no combat skills.
The vast majority of all combatants have acquired in-game skills. It's no wonder that everyone grew up in peacetime, so there are more battles in the game.
Rong Zheng divided the fighters into two groups, and each group was supplemented by a few people who did not have combat skills, so as to improve the efficiency of clearing monsters. He himself took a few people with him, leveling all the rescued people and their abilities, and he was very busy.
Due to Xiang Ningxuan's high combat power, he was responsible for leading one of the teams to act.
In peacetime, people want to have more private space and time, and feel that there are too many people in the city, which is very depressing. What's more, some people like to run to uninhabited places to let themselves go. In Xiang Ningxuan's opinion, these people have a sick brain.
People are social creatures, only in the crowd can we get a strong sense of security, only by being recognized and respected by others, can we get the greatest sense of achievement.
Now, in the apocalyptic crisis, everyone will realize how happy it is to live in the midst of a crowd. Many people wept bitterly when they ran out of their homes into the crowd, and many wanted to join the army of monster slayers, even if they didn't have any combat skills at all.
When there are many people, the courage grows. There was a middle-aged man named He Yunyi, who wore a pair of black-framed glasses on his small eyes, the top of his head was sparse, and he relied on the hair around him to cover it, barely covering the top of his head, and he was shy of a boss's belly. He is a section chief of the Municipal Urban Management Bureau and a member of the Community Business Committee.
This guy doesn't have any combat skills, and when he was first rescued, he looked like he couldn't stop fighting. However, after staying in the crowd for a while, He Yunyi recovered.
He Yunyi still has a few brushes, first shouting and cheering, and is also responsible for comforting the newly rescued people, arranging for the evacuation of those who have no combat effectiveness, and the originally chaotic team was quickly arranged by him in an orderly manner.
He Yunyi was not satisfied, and then began to shout: "Comrades, don't be afraid, move forward bravely." The party and the people are our strong backing, and as long as we are united, we will certainly be able to defeat these monsters. ”
Just shouting was not enough, He Yunyi pulled a red cloth out of nowhere, tied it to a wooden stick, and shouted slogans while waving it.
Xiang Ningxuan was so annoyed by him that he was dizzy, glanced at him, and couldn't help but say, "Can you shut up!" If you don't fight zombies yourself, don't bother us to fight zombies. ”
"Alas, how do you talk as a comrade? Why should I bother you fighting zombies? Am I not cheering you on? Listen, my throat is hoarse. Besides, the party commands the gun, do you understand? No matter how many of you can fight, you must obey the party's command. Let me tell you again why you should obey the party's command...... Hey, where are you going? I'm not done with you yet! ”
Xiang Ningxuan wanted to speak several times and stopped, but he really couldn't interject, and he was so depressed that he almost vomited blood. He simply ignored He Yunyi and went to clean up the remaining zombies by himself.
He Yunyi could no longer be satisfied by just shouting slogans, and he began to command other non-combatants to do this and that.
Xiang Ningxuan used to be just an otaku who was addicted to games, and it would be good to be able to manage himself. Everyone else was in a free-range state, and He Yunyi easily took over the command of the team.
Although Xiang Ningxuan felt wrong, he was going to leave the team and go back to his hometown after a while anyway. Second, he didn't have the ability to command these twenty or thirty people, he had commanded five people at most, and it was when he was playing World of Warcraft.
It only took more than an hour for the zombies wandering in the entire community to be cleaned up, during which only one unlucky person was attacked and killed by a swift zombie dog. Of course, there are still a lot of zombies left in the community, but they are divided into different rooms. In addition, the entire underground parking lot was not cleaned because it was too dark. However, as long as they occupy the main route and key positions, ordinary zombies are not a threat.
There were about two hundred survivors in the twelve residential buildings, and so many people must have had to organize and divide the work.
So, at three o'clock in the afternoon, all the survivors of the Xiangguang community gathered in the square for a meeting. Rong Zheng was not allowed to speak on stage.
"Dear neighbors and friends, it is unfortunate that we are facing an unprecedented crisis. Today, many of us have lost family members, relatives, friends. The deep voice aroused people's sadness, and many girls couldn't help but wipe away their tears.
Immediately, Rong Zheng's words changed and his tone rose: "But fortunately, we are still alive!" And to live is to have hope! Just these two sentences instantly reversed everyone's emotions. Originally, there were 13,400 people in the Xiangguang community, but now only about 200 people have survived, and the survival ratio is 1/7. So, people who are still alive today are lucky.
"Those of us who are still alive no longer live for ourselves. We carry the hope of our family, relatives, friends, and all those who love us. Therefore, it is not enough for us to live now, we must continue to live, live to the fullest, and live wonderfully, in order to comfort the deceased. ”
Xiang Ningxuan nodded secretly, Rong Zheng's words aroused his thoughts. Of the nearly two hundred survivors, none of them were over fifty years old, and Xiang Ningxuan knew in his heart that his parents were afraid that they would be more than lucky.
Before, the way out of the community had already been opened, but Xiang Ningxuan did not rush back to his hometown. That's because he doesn't know the bottom of his heart, and he's afraid to go back and face the worst outcome.
However, at this time, Xiang Ningxuan had already figured it out, as Rong Zheng said, he carried the hope of his parents, and living was the greatest consolation to his parents.
"It's time to face it!" Xiang Ningxuan secretly clenched his fists.