"Boom boom" accompanied by the sound of the engine starting, the search party began to get on various vehicles, still holding the guns that had just been issued, and there were several medium-sized trucks next to them carrying many logistics team personnel, their main task was to survey the surrounding terrain and create various traps to ensure that the search team could increase the chance of survival.

Lin Qing watched the people of the Dead Soldier Battalion get up to the truck in the open space at this time, and only after they all got into the car did he instructed the little fish Xiao Su next to them to ensure the safety of the rear, and only after seeing them nodding did he stride to the roof of the big truck, he wanted to personally lead the people of the "Dead Soldier Battalion", and the main task was to impact the zombie group and reduce the pressure on the search team.

"Let's go!" With Lin Qing's roar, the convoy slowly drove towards the city in front of him, everyone grabbed the weapons in their hands, and looked into the distance with a solemn face, not knowing what fate would greet them。。。。。。

Lin Qing, who was sitting on the roof of the car, was looking at the gradually receding scenery around him at this time, and unconsciously clenched two tiger blades in his hands, because his own ability could not be blessed with hot weapons, resulting in him only relying on cold weapons to fight, this result used to make him very unacceptable, but he felt a little better when he thought that "bullet time" could also make him make a cameo as a sniper.

As the vehicle drove into the city, many people's faces began to turn pale, for many people this was the first large-scale battle with zombies, even the veterans of the search team were smiling and soothing them, wanting them to relax, after all, muscle tension will have a great impact on the accuracy of shooting, and they can only waste bullets in vain.

Seeing that he was about to come to the center of the city, Lin Qing gave instructions to the walkie-talkie.

"Get out of the car, clean up the zombies around, and don't shoot until you have to!" After hearing Lao Wu's answer, Lin Qingcai jumped out of the car, brandishing a tiger blade with both hands to kill the scattered zombies around, Chen Qiang behind him held a tiger blade given to him by Lin Qing and slashed at the zombies, the dead battalion waved his shield and machete with a panicked face and slashed at the zombies, and in less than a while, the zombies on this street were cleaned up, and the corpses of the zombies were all over the surrounding ground, and several mutant zombies were hacked to death by the people of the search team.

Lin Qing shook off the dirty blood on the tiger's blade and walked towards the search team, just now they were very satisfied with their performance, even if they encountered mutant zombies, they could solve it with a sword and shield, that is, they wasted a few chili pills, and the fishing nets were recovered by them.

After hearing that the logistics personnel came to report the situation, Lin Qingcai led a group of people to a hotel next to him, preparing to meet the upcoming corpse tide there, the truck behind him began to start, many people were carrying bullets to the hotel, and the people of the logistics team were digging various potholes at the door, and there was a lot of gasoline poured next to it.

At this time, the lobby on the first floor of the hotel has been blocked with various furniture, and the platform on the second floor is full of people, and the staircase is also guarded by the "dead soldiers' camp" and themselves.

"Bumper Bumper" glass bottles filled with blood were thrown off the platform on the second floor one by one, and the smell of blood began to go away with the wind, and the zombies within a radius of several kilometers made a commotion, running towards the place where the smell of blood was emitted.

As the ground tremor became stronger and stronger, the faces of the people on the entire second floor became more and more solemn at this time, and many people's fingers were already on the trigger.

"Don't be in a hurry to shoot, wait until the zombie arrives downstairs and shoots, if anyone dares to shoot first, I will kill him first!" Lao Wu said solemnly, clenching a rifle in his hand, and his fierce eyes swept towards the search team around him.

With a roar, a "tyrant" appeared on the street not far away, rushed towards the door of the hotel, saw only blood and no meat on the ground, sniffed around suspiciously, and looked up at the platform on the second floor of the hotel, where there were many pieces of meat。。。。。。。

"Bump" a gunshot, the eggshell of the sniper rifle fell to the ground and made a crisp sound, looking through the scope The bullet could only leave a small bullet hole in the head of the "tyrant", and the dirty blood slowly flowed down, Lin Qing sighed, even the sniper rifle with the strongest penetration now could not kill the "tyrant" with one blow and could only penetrate the surface of its armor, his eyes were gradually covered with a trace of red, and he shot at the "tyrant" who was shaking his head not far away.

The "poof" bullet pierced through the armor along the bullet hole and drilled into the head of the "tyrant", watching its mouth fall to the ground with its mouth wide open, Lin Qingcai breathed a sigh of relief, and the red light in his eyes dissipated.

"It seems that my conjecture is right, only killing with a cold weapon can strengthen myself, it's a pity." After sighing, he walked back to the staircase on the first floor, and the search team next to him watched the boss kill a "tyrant" with two shots, and their confidence was greatly increased.

At this time, a lot of zombies have gathered downstairs, and they are knocking on the glass at the door, accompanied by a shout, the entire person on the second floor pulled the trigger in his hand, and the whole street suddenly burst into gunfire, and the fire exploded, and many zombies began to burn into flames, and it also spread to other zombies next to them.

The glass mirror on the first floor of the "crackling" was broken by the mutant zombies, and several S-type zombies jumped in first and rushed towards Lin Qing not far away, with bursts of creepy roars from their mouths.

At this time, the staircase on the first floor was occupied by Lin Qing alone, and the hall was occupied by the people of the "Dead Soldier Battalion", who were fighting with shields and machetes and several S-shaped zombies that rushed in, because the main entrance was blocked by many furniture, only the mirrors on both sides were broken, and the number of zombies coming in was not too many, Lin Qingzheng was taking the people of the "Dead Soldier Battalion" to resist the zombies rushing in.

At the staircase on the 2nd floor, Chen Qiang stands, if the main entrance downstairs breaks the "Dead Soldier Camp", the person can retreat, if it is not broken, someone runs up, then he is responsible for killing that person, this is the task that Lin Qing arranged for him.

Listening to the dense gunshots upstairs, Lin Qing waved a tiger blade in his hand and slashed through a D-type zombie, and the dead battalion next to him also began to desperately use the shield to block the zombie's claws grasping at him, and the machete in his hand slashed towards the zombie's head, as time passed, the entire hall on the first floor was densely packed with zombie corpses, and the corpses began to pile up, and the dead battalion also had casualties, most of them were killed by mutated zombies, Lin Qing glanced at the injured person, ready to wait to solve him.

With a roar, the furniture blocked by the door was gradually swept away, and a "tyrant" led a group of junior brothers to rush towards Lin Qing and them, and there was actually a "phantom" looming next to him.

Lin Qing raised his hand and let the surrounding "dead soldiers' camp" go upstairs first, and he guarded the staircase alone, because it was a big hotel, the entire staircase was 4 meters long, and Lin Qing stood in the middle and looked at the "tyrant" who was getting closer and closer.

Lin Qing, who had blood lines all over his body, blocked the attack of the "phantom" with a tiger blade, a sweeping leg kicked the zombie away, and a huge figure attacked, and the tiger blade in his hand slashed towards the "tyrant" claws, with a "pong", the tyrant's claws were broken a few, Lin Qing hurriedly jumped up to avoid the tyrant's embrace, and the tiger blade aimed at the thigh and swung it fiercely.

"Poof" a piece of flesh flew up, the tyrant's thigh was missing a muscle, and the moment it turned around, it jumped up and stabbed it at the head, with a friction sound, the tiger blade cut the armor of the head with difficulty, and with a wave of energy came, the tiger blade was withdrawn and stepped on the tyrant's shoulder back to the staircase.

"Slapping" the corpse of the tyrant smashed to the ground, and there was a swarthy hole in his head, all of this happened in just a few seconds, seeing that the zombies around him had come in through the gate, more and more, Lin Qing gritted his teeth and retreated to the second floor.

With the sound of flesh and blood being split, countless zombies drank and hated Lin Qing's knife, and the entire staircase was blocked by corpses, Lin Qinggang breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly heard a wail in his ears, and hurriedly looked back at the people of the search team not far away.

I saw a commotion there, and a phantom suddenly climbed up from the wall next to it, smashing a person's body with sharp claws, and more and more S-shaped zombies around him climbed up from the wall, waving their claws at the crowd.

"Don't panic! "Lao Wu hurriedly issued an order, many people in the crowd took out the fishing nets and threw them towards the surrounding S-shaped zombies, as the zombies were caught in the net, the riot of the crowd slowly calmed down, and the guns in his hands hurriedly shot towards the zombies in the fishing nets, at this time Chen Qiang had already exchanged hands with the phantom, just now he didn't notice the surroundings of the wall, he didn't expect the zombies to climb the wall, and when he heard the sound, he hurried over to stop the phantom, but unfortunately he was a step too late and sacrificed a member of the search team.

Lao Wu also let the others shoot the zombies downstairs at this time, ignoring the phantom next to him, turning his head and looking anxiously at Chen Qiang struggling to deal with the phantom, the rifle in his hand did not dare to pull the trigger, for fear of hurting his own people.

When Lin Qing at the staircase was about to go over to help, the blocked corpse suddenly shook off, a tyrant stubbornly rushed up, the entire staircase collapsed instantly, Lin Qing gritted his teeth and took the people of the dead battalion to block the gap, but there were too many zombies, many zombies had already broken through the dead camp next to him and ran towards the search team not far away, Lin Qing hurriedly eliminated the tyrant and waved the tiger blade towards the zombies around him, and the dirty blood was already splashed all over his body.

As the icicle was flashed by the phantom again, Chen Qiang was furious, and Yu Guang saw that Lin Qing was already too busy to take care of himself, gritting his teeth and using his ability.

Bursts of frost gradually covered everything within 5 meters of Chen Qiang's feet, and the phantom's feet were suddenly frozen, and he couldn't get rid of his legs even if he pulled them out, so he could only roar at Chen Qiang, and an ice pick instantly pierced its head, bringing out a burst of dirty blood and half of its brain.

Seeing the gap in the phantom's head, Chen Qiang slowly exhaled a cold breath, and with a pale face, he took a rifle and shot at the zombies attacking around him, he no longer had the ability to use the ice blade.

Due to the fact that there are too many zombies around, Lin Qing's space has been compressed, and he can only retreat again and again, his physical strength is gradually draining, gritting his teeth and slaughtering the zombies around him, the zombies in front of him are still not reduced, and a sense of powerlessness comes to his heart.

"Brother Lin, run back! The zombies downstairs are dead! Hearing Lao Wu's shout, Lin Qing cut off a mutated zombie in front of him and ran to the back, looking for a large army to converge, and the zombies behind him chased towards the breath of flesh and blood.

A burst of gunfire filled the entire 2nd floor again, one by one zombies were hit in the head and fell to the ground, and the body was stepped on by the zombies behind, many zombies were broken and fell to the ground with their feet on the ground and waved their claws at the humans not far away, the people of the search team were crazy at this time, bullet casings were all over the floor under their feet, and as the zombies became fewer and fewer until they were dead, the gunshots slowly stopped.

Seeing that the nearest zombie in front of them was only a few meters away from them, the sound of rapid breathing in the crowd came and went, everyone was calming their hearts, Lin Qing also put down the automatic rifle in his hand at this time, and looked at Chen Qiang with a pale face next to him suspiciously, I don't know why he is so pale and has kidney deficiency?

After shaking his head, he asked Lao Wu about the number of bullets consumed, and when he heard that the bullets had been consumed by one-third, he looked at him with wide eyes, this is the first action, and he has already missed one-third?

"Brother Lin, there are more than 3,000 zombies here, do you still expect them to be able to shoot their heads as soon as they get their guns?" After speaking, he sighed, Lao Wu felt that this achievement was okay, more than 10,000 bullets can destroy 3,000 are considered to be well-trained, and an average of 3 bullets can destroy a zombie, isn't this powerful enough!

"Forget it, the zombies around here have been cleaned up, hurry up and search for materials and people" Lin Qing thought about it, this achievement is also amazing, so he is ready to go back to the base to rest, and leave the rest to Lao Wu, he is almost tired today.

After watching them load all kinds of supplies into the car, Lin Qingcai looked back at the people behind him, there were only a dozen people left in the dead camp, eating the food they had just found next to them, many people had begun to adapt to this identity, as for the opportunity that Lin Qing said, they didn't bother to think about it, they just wanted to be a full ghost.

With the passage of time, more than a dozen large trucks full of various materials turned back to the base, followed by a huge convoy, Lin Qing lay on the roof of the car and looked at the sky, thinking that many people might die today, but he didn't expect that in addition to the dozens of people killed in the dead battalion, the search team only died one, and it was killed by the phantom.

The crisis of weapons and bullets plagued Lin Qing, without bullets, the zombies around him could not be cleaned up, the base could not develop, and the problem of food should also be taken seriously, many of the food found now has expired or rotten, and he must grow rice by himself, but he doesn't know what to do with meat, and now he has never encountered poultry, and it seems that he is going to go to the back mountain.

After returning to the base, he didn't care about resting, walked towards Zhang Xueming not far away, and asked about the fortifications around the base before nodding, asking him to change the surrounding terrain again, it is best to make a gossip array or something, and let the zombies go around the bend.

After seeing Zhang Xueming agree, he walked to the room, took a bath happily, and then lay on the bed and fell asleep.

At this time, dusk has arrived, the whole base is brightly lit, Zhang Xueming is working in full swing with hundreds of "labor team" people, some cement and bricks are unloaded from time to time on the big truck next to him, several mixer trucks have been working non-stop, and a real base prototype is slowly emerging。。。。。。