Chapter 82: Desperate Counterattack
After paying the price of a companion, the felons finally ran back to the back of the third row of rejection horses, and the goshawk, who had been watching the battle from behind, also instructed the small forces to put the abandoned tables and chairs in the prison behind the rejection horses, in an attempt to increase the obstacles to resist the rejection horses and slow down the impact of the infected body.
The third row of repulsors is their last line of defense, and if they let the hordes of infected people rush in, they will probably be unable to resist and will have to retreat to their cells to die......
But these discarded tables and chairs that resisted the rejection seemed to have some effect, and the swarming infected body did not overthrow the rejection at once, and the rejection was stuck by the abandoned tables and chairs behind.
This gave the felons an opportunity to fight back, turning back with their weapons and attacking the infected, and those who were unarmed would pick up empty guns or debris around them and hammer them at the infected.
Seeing that these discarded tables and chairs were useful, the goshawk immediately took the small forces to move them again, but the infected bodies behind continued to crowd in, and the third row of horses had an unstoppable trend.
The felons could only desperately kill the infected people in the front row, although there was a barrier to resist the horses, but under the fierce hand-to-hand combat of more than ten seconds, three felons were accidentally scratched.
The scratched felons knew that their time had come, and their eyes were red, and there was an agreement between them, the felons, that if anyone was scratched, they had to give the survivor a chance.
In return, the people who are still alive will fulfill their long-cherished wishes for them, or avenge them, although they are all people who do no evil, but they also have blood in their hearts and their own persistence.
The wounded felons snatched the knives from the hands of their teammates next to them, completely ignoring the scratching of the infected, and slashed wildly at the head of the infected person in front of him.
These people were originally outlaws, but now they are so crazy that they almost cut themselves, as if they want to vent all the grievances they have suffered these days before they die.
A wounded felon, armed with a kitchen knife, slashed the necks of two infected subjects, crawled over the horse and roared angrily, one person pushed five infected people backwards, and then rushed into the infected group and raised the kitchen knife high to slash at the head of the infected one by one.
The infected bodies around him have been biting him, and some have even gnawed the flesh on his back, but he ignores it completely, and still frantically slashes at the infected bodies around him like pain.
His clothes were splattered with blood, both infected and his own, but the frenzied outbursts were always short-lived, and he eventually couldn't hold it anymore, and the kitchen knife fell to the ground.
As the infected around him was about to dismember him, he used the last of his strength to pounce on one of the infected in front of him, opened his mouth and bit down on the indicated's neck.
Damn, don't you monsters love to bite? Lao Tzu wants to taste what it is like to bite you today!
His teeth pierced the near-rotting flesh of the infected body's neck, and a rancid smell was so strong that it hit his taste buds, and there was nothing more unpalatable in the world, this was his last thought before he died......
The infected bodies next to him were all lying on top of him and biting his body, and he kept gnawing on the neck of the infected body, he didn't know what the pain was, and when he gnawed on the infected body, he was crazier than those infected people gnawing him.
The poor infected human flesh was not eaten, and his neck was gnawed by the crazy felon and almost broken......
After a few seconds, both the felon's and the surrounding infected people stopped moving, and the felon's body twitched before standing up again.
At this time, his eyes were pale, his mouth was full of black blood, and he was chewing a piece of slimy flesh in his mouth, and after staying in place for a second, he also immediately joined the group of infected people attacking the chaotic area......
Although the felons tried their best to resist, before the goshawks could put up the discarded tables and chairs again, the third row of horses fell down, and the Mark large-caliber pistol in Ruan Bing's hand also ran out of bullets.
And there are more than sixty infected bodies, and all the infected people who did not resist the horses also poured in, and the butcher and the felons hurriedly retreated, the infected bodies were too dense, and if they approached them, they were sent to death, and it seemed that they had fallen into a desperate situation......
The wooden man with bandages on his upper body saw that the infected body had broken the door, and he slowly walked out with a saber nearly a foot long, he was still very weak, and the wound had not fully recovered, although the drugs that the road army gave him were very powerful, but it was impossible for him to fully recover in just a few hours.
The wood tore off a bandage, tied the saber tightly to his hand, and rushed down quickly, his wound felt like it was tearing with the violent running, but the infected body was already in front of the door, and if he didn't fight, he wouldn't have to fight.
In the few seconds that the infected body rushed in, five more felons were scratched, and they stood up directly after learning of their fate, and a small team of five people rushed into the group of infected people, trying to break up their formation.
The five men rushing into the more than sixty infected bodies did not make much of a wave, but their dying throes bought time for those who were still alive.
Wood and the butcher took advantage of the infected's turn to deal with the five felons, and rushed forward and waved the long knives in their hands at the infected, and the felons behind followed closely behind, fighting back at the infected.
Even the people of the small forces were infected by the blood of the felons, and they raised the butts of their guns and rushed forward, everyone is a man with a handle, and the felons can fight against the infected at close range, why can't they?
At this time, the morale of the human side is at an all-time high, and in fact they are the weaker side, but they burst into a victorious posture in a desperate situation.
Morale is like this, if someone fights or runs away, then he will be followed by a group of people who escape, and if someone chooses to fight to the death, then someone will also stand up.
Many times it's not that you can't do it, it's that you lack the courage to do it, and when the people of the small forces take this step forward, they realize that there is nothing to be afraid of ordinary infected......
The human counterattack overturned more than 20 infected subjects at once, and the wood rushed to the front, and the saber in his hand cut one arc after another, and every time the hand raised and fell, it took away the head of an infected body.