On the morning of the third day, Liu Huangqiang, Xiaobing, and eight young men returned in a messy drive in several motor vehicles, each of which was littered with body armor and guns of various lengths, as well as dozens of dark green wooden boxes full of ammunition.

Outside the western wall, the village chief led the villagers to meet Liu Huangqiang and them. Looking at these ten young people who were covered in black blood and their eyes were full of murderous energy, it was not difficult to guess what happened to them after they went out.

"There are too many zombies at the airport, we made a mistake in judgment when we went, most of the zombies there have evolved, we have no way to deal with it, in order to keep these truckloads of ammunition, several of our people have been left there, and they can't come back." Liu Huangqiang said calmly, not knowing what he was thinking.

The village chief stepped forward, patted Liu Huangqiang on the shoulder, sighed and said, "Hey~ You have worked hard, go back and take a rest, and leave this place to us."

"Uncle Village Chief, it's not time for us to rest, on the way back, we found that a large number of zombies were gathering twenty miles west of the village, and it seemed that they were coming for our village," the little soldier said with a trembling voice as he took a few steps forward.

"How many zombies there are, can you estimate them?" The village chief put down the hand on Liu Huangqiang's shoulder, looked at Xiao Bing and asked.

"I don't know, it's full of zombies, I can't estimate, we may not have enough ammunition to deal with them," the soldier said.

The village chief turned around and looked at the tall wall that had just been completed behind him, and said after a while, "Don't worry, the wall we replanned is very strong, the zombies will not break in, there will definitely be a way to deal with them, the ammunition is not enough, we still have stones, we still have gasoline, no matter what, Uncle Bai Shan has also made a lot of machetes and spears, we have a lot of people now, we will keep the village" The village approached the wall, touched the wall with his hand and said.

"They're coming!" Liu Huangqiang said suddenly, everyone looked at the empty west, and looked at Liu Huangqiang inexplicably, and was about to ask him who came. But before they could speak, suddenly the ground began to shake.

"Look at this movement, at least tens of thousands of zombies are coming," Liu Huangqiang said, looking at the west.

The people outside the wall panicked instantly. Tens of thousands of zombies, just listening to this number, everyone is almost scared to pee their pants. The earth trembled faster and faster, and it was clear that the zombies were getting closer and closer. Except for the murderous ten people who had just returned, the legs and stomachs of the people outside the wall were weak, and they couldn't help but retreat step by step.

Suddenly, a sentry on the wall shouted, "West, look west, there's something coming from the west."

They didn't have to wait to see it, and the people outside the walls knew what was coming at them. Before the village chief could speak, the people who had come out to greet Liu Huangqiang and them and the people who were watching the excitement had already scattered and ran in the direction of the gate.

"Don't block the door! Let the cart pulling the ammunition pass first! The village chief shouted anxiously at the chaotic crowd.

When the last car was driven into the gate by the soldiers at high speed, an iron gate welded with thick steel bars "bang" sealed the exit, and then the two large iron gates were also closed, "click, click, click" were inserted by the villagers three big iron bolts, and the crowd carried a few thick logs against the iron gate.

Liu Sheng, Bai Shan, Tian Fatzi, Feng Guizi, Ma Daring, and all the management personnel rushed over. And men are still coming from all directions, both from the village and survivors from outside.

The village chief anxiously held a simple meeting with a few management personnel, "Have the children, women and the elderly in the village been arranged?"

Ma Daring said, "It's all arranged to the village committee as planned, but everyone heard that so many zombies are broken, and their mood swings are great, several old people have fainted, and Dr. Du and a few female babies are rescuing there, I can't appease those people at all, and you have to go and see it quickly, the village chief."

"Isn't this adding to the chaos, Liu Sheng handed it over to you here, I'll go and see over there first," the village chief said anxiously.

"Don't worry, village chief, there will be nothing wrong here for a while," Liu Sheng said.

The village chief didn't say much, went to the corner and pushed a bicycle that he didn't know whose one was and hurriedly rode away.

"How are the stones prepared, have they been transported to the fence, and if the ammunition runs out, you will have to rely on the stones to hold up for a while," Liu Sheng asked.

"It's all ready, rest assured, it was shipped up yesterday, and it's all some stones that take advantage of it," Feng Guizi said.

"What about gasoline? Is there enough gasoline collected, this is the most important thing," Liu Sheng asked

"It's enough to collect, it's not much, but it's enough to set a few fires. Ma boldly said.

"Brother Bai, how are the weapons you made?" asked Liu Sheng.

Tian Fatzi hurriedly replied, "Don't worry, everyone has a hand, and the guarantee is only a lot more, although the time given to me is very tight, but we stayed up all night for three days and rushed out." ”

"Thank you for your hard work," Liu Sheng nodded to him.

"Distribute the guns and ammunition, let's go to the wall"

The soldier turned over and got into the cart that pulled the ammunition, took the gun and the matching bullets, and distributed them to everyone one by one.

The people who got the guns ran to the wall.

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On the fence, people who can shoot guns teach the villagers how to use guns one by one. Time is in a hurry, and everyone can only wait for a while to practice marksmanship while killing zombies.

After a while, a group of zombies could already be seen in the distance. 'Rumble' The zombie army was running louder and louder. Soon everyone saw a field of different heights, uneven fat and thin, all kinds of terrifying and disgusting zombies. They roared, roared, and rushed frantically towards the tall walls.

The vanguard of zombies has fallen into the traps designed by the villagers. But there were too many zombies, and the trap was filled with zombie corpses in a short time. The zombies behind stepped on the corpses in the trap and rushed over again.

The villagers were huddled in a row at the top of the wall, most of them trembling nervously, their hands holding guns sweating, and they kept wiping their hands. As the zombie army rushed in, I don't know whose gun accidentally went off, and the villagers followed up and started shooting, and the gunfire was loud, and it was a mess in an instant. Because of the distance, the monster didn't kill a few, and the villagers were almost out of bullets in their guns. The soldier hurriedly stopped, "Don't shoot first, don't shoot, save bullets, and let the zombies get close before fighting." ”

The disgusting zombies under the walls kept scratching the walls, stretching out their dry hands to climb up. Some of the villagers used a specially made and elongated thin steel pipe to stick the monster on the head of the monster looking up with its neck stretched. There are already a lot of zombie corpses that have been pierced to death by the villagers with steel pipes under the corner, and the villagers with guns are also shooting the zombies not far away at the same time. But because the villagers' marksmanship at this time was not very accurate, most of the unlucky zombies were only broken by bullets, and then fell to the ground, trampled to death by the stupid zombies behind.