''Don't!! ''

Although the sniper had already issued a warning, it was difficult to take the knife, and the soldier watched with a distorted expression as his blade pierced into the zombie's brain, but the process was unusually smooth, without the slightest blockage of the skull, but like a pustule pierced.

''Puff~''

The bloated head squirted a viscous dark green liquid along the edge of the knife, shooting the warrior directly in the face, implicating the nearby warriors.

''Ahhhhh ''

The soldier rolled on the ground in pain, his face corroding at a rate visible to the naked eye, revealing his bones.

''Take off your clothes immediately!'' ''

The company commander yelled at the implicated soldiers, who were also scrambling to tear their clothes.

''Ahh My hand! ''

A soldier who was undressing suddenly screamed, and then flung his arm in pain, the liquid that had stuck to his clothes, which had corroded and touched the skin.

''Get out of here!'' ''

The company commander urged the other soldiers to jump out of the car, drew his Swiss Army knife, and roughly sliced through the soldiers' clothes.

''Bear with me.'' ''

As soon as he finished speaking, the company commander's blade stabbed into the soldier's arm, and after stirring it indiscriminately, he cut off a piece of flesh fiercely.

The warrior trembled in pain, whimpering in his throat, but could not help but cry out.

''Okay, someone will carry it away to stop the bleeding.'' ''

Decisively dealing with everything, the company commander patted the soldier's face. ''Boy, rest and go, you can't die.'' ''

Climb back on the roof of the car and glance at the sniper, who fearfully avoids his gaze.

After all, this accident is his sole responsibility, and all mutant zombies should be solved by snipers in advance, even if they can't take care of it, they should be warned in advance, but this time he didn't find out about the existence of mutant zombies.

"Don't blame yourself too much, this zombie is coming all the way from car 13 at the back of the car, and it's hard to spot." ''

''Brother, don't say it. ''

The sniper sobbed and cried out tears as he took aim at another zombie.

Time passed minute by minute, and the time that was said to be up to 8 minutes has long passed, 10 minutes? 15 minutes? No one remembers.

With the silence of the last gun, all ammunition was completely depleted, and the unstoppable crowd of corpses became more and more concentrated and dense. In the originally orderly white-bladed position, the shouts of killing have become chaotic.

''boom~''

Two grenades were thrown on the left and right, which was a slight hindrance to the offensive, but it was only a drop in the bucket.

With the last grenade in his hand, the company commander silently walked to the other carriages. Squatting on a batch of shells. Listening to the screams of the soldiers from time to time, it was already dark in his mind now.

A soldier's vocation? The future of the country? The consequences of the behavior? No, neither, he was now thinking of the chaos in the camp at the beginning of the virus outbreak. The incident happened suddenly, most of the soldiers were training empty-handed, even if the soldiers had skilled melee skills, but after all, they were former comrades-in-arms, and no one could bear to kill before they figured out the situation, and most of them chose to stun or subdue. In the process, there are not a few scratches and bites, and then there are more infections, and more confusion.

But it was all about to repeat itself, and doom was about to befall his remaining brothers—to become familiar, but abominable-looking monsters.

Thinking of this, his feet shook involuntarily, and the grenade in his hand was pinched tighter, probably because of his son who was still in college, and the company commander suddenly thought of the school where he had gone to serve as the chief instructor of military training.

I think of that group of cute and immature college students, the children who are good battalion commanders, staggering when they stand in a military posture, and stinky little ghosts who are alive when they rest.

''It's long gone, after all, it's in the city. ''

The company commander chuckled, his fingers already snapping into the tab.

''Brothers, let's go on the road together, and everyone can still take care of them.'' ''

''Duan Peng, Brother Xiang, I'll bring my brothers to you.'' ''

I tore off the pull tab with all my might, and felt the ground of the carriage shake, and several shells fell to the ground.