act20: The rapid change of the identity and role of the spy is unexpected by the chef Niang Jia, the two corpses lying in a pool of blood made this cold kitchen lady shake a little, just Song Jiu's mind and killing, to be honest, seems to be more ruthless than a living corpse, choosing to cooperate with Song Jiu, is it right or wrong?

Of course, these questions can only be thought about in the mind, and the matter has come to this point, and Chef Niangjia understands that she has been completely dragged into the water, and can only continue to act according to the plan, as for the rest of the matter, she can only make a decision later.

The walking corpses were already in range, the attention of the guards and militia was outside, and no one noticed the hiccup on this side of the house.

Chef Niangjia stood at the entrance of the brick wall and froze, forcibly forgot the pool of red blood, regained her usual look on her face, and walked in with the formation of militiamen.

The prickly man had been helping Scarface to coordinate people's hands below, and suddenly saw Cook Niangjia stunned: "Eh? Sister Jia, why are you here? ”

"What about the bald man? I have something to tell him. Cook Niangjia nodded lightly, her eyes drifted to the side of the doorway, and asked, "How is the situation?" Can you withstand it? ”

"It shouldn't be a big problem, consume a batch first, and then go out to clean up before the sun sets." The prickly man said that it was not a big problem, but in fact, he didn't know the bottom in his heart, not only there were walking corpses at the main entrance, but except for the side by the water, the camp had been completely surrounded.

That is, the log fence is deep enough, otherwise it would have been bulldozed long ago.

"The bald man is up there, I'll take you?" The prickly man asked.

"No, you're busy." Cook Niangjia said no more, and climbed up the wooden ladder on the side of the tower.

The prickly man looked at the back of the chef Jia climbing, and thought: Damn, how good it is to climb in a skirt. "Scarface is busy enough at this time, and the walking corpses can't break through the fortifications erected in front of the wall for the time being, but there are no deer on the longitudinal side of the camp to resist horses.

The walking corpses swarmed under the walls, the waves crashing against the mottled logs, and the tremors that terrified the guards above the walls.

In view of the principle of personnel replacement of living corpses, this group of temporary militia basically did not participate in the defense of the city, and always thought that this fortress could ensure safety, and never thought that once the walking corpses came to the city, their lives were still in danger.

In this kind of battlefield where life and death are changing rapidly, the most terrible thing is not the running out of ammunition and food, but the cowardice of the combatants.

Despite Scarface's repeated statements that the walls were very strong and that there was no need to worry about their feet, the militia backed down after several encounters with the walking corpses.

No one wants to be a bird, and this kind of place is useless in fighting to the death? How about a hero's medal?

With this thought in mind, there was a wave of retreat on the entire longitudinal wall, and the militiamen who were originally leaning on the outer railing of the wall and throwing javelins down were afraid of being shaken down by the impact of the walking corpses, and one by one the chicken thieves retreated a few steps away from the wall with a higher danger factor.

In this way, it is safe, but the throwing is completely out of sight, and it is completely a stroke of luck.

Scarface is in charge of the main gate and the longitudinal wall, and the main gate is full of people who have been accompanying the defense and purge, basically he doesn't have to worry about it, and the sharpened ash poles are projected out with the sound of the wind, condescendingly piercing through the rotten human heads, and the results are quite brilliant.

The outer layer of the walking corpse roared restlessly, stepping on the comrades in front of it and struggling forward, but it couldn't climb over the horse, but was nailed into the sharp wood by the surging corpse tide behind him, completely in a dilemma.

The ash pole javelin is a consumable, and the price of the harvest is that the javelin is running out, and Scarface is bald and thinking about it, planning to see the situation of the longitudinal wall, if the walking corpses on the long front on the side are also weakened, then they can open the door and go out to fight for their lives.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I almost didn't get angry when I saw it! A straight blank space appeared on the longitudinal wall battle line more than 100 meters long!

All the militiamen were in the wrong position, and they couldn't see the walking corpses under their feet at all, so they were throwing javelins indiscriminately!

Scarface grabbed a middle-aged man who was grinding a foreign worker nearby, grabbed him by the collar and pushed him to the wall, pointed at his feet and scolded: "What the are you doing?" Who are you fooling with the damn force? Yes! The middle-aged man who was grabbed was full of horror, and he struggled to lean in, crying and saying forgiveness: "The wall, the wall is shaking!" ”

"Fuck you." Scarface and bald his arm flicked, and directly pushed the middle-aged man out of the wall, the middle-aged man was caught off guard, the whole person fell over and fell into the corpse, and before he could even scream, he was divided on the spot by the walking corpse who was happy to get food.

Scar's face was bald, and the scar that extended to the bridge of his nose was also twisted, pointing at the frightened militia of Moyanggong and yelling: "Stand the forward!" If you play tricks on Lao Tzu again, you will end up with him! How dare the frightened birds speak, all of them have the courage to approach the perimeter of the wall, and throw with all their strength to endure the fear in their hearts.

"Your grandmother's." Scarface took a sip, there were almost no casualties among the walking corpses under the wall here, the javelins thrown out by the militia were basically not lethal, and at most a few walking corpses huddled together were strung with sugar gourds, and the accurate hits to the head were negligible.

At this killing rate, it is basically a dream to go out and clean up, and before the walking corpses at the main gate are cleaned up, the corpses on the side of the wall can drown them.

"What's wrong?" Cook Niangjia suddenly appeared behind Scarface and baldness, and when she made a cold noise, she startled him.

"Why are you here?" Scarface was a little surprised and asked, "What's wrong?" Those little cubs are doing something? ”

"No, stay in the house and come up to see the situation." Cook Niangjia replied with a cold face and said, "What happened just now?" ”

"This gang of cowards is here to grind foreign workers, damn it, they have to kill chickens and monkeys to be honest." Scarface frothed at the mouth and grinned, "Just to save you a piece of food." ”

"Two copies." Chef Niangjia took a few steps forward, leaned over to look at her feet, and patted Scarface's bald back.

"What?" Scarface didn't understand, and bent over and leaned over: "What's the two?" ”

"Saved two copies." Cook Niangjia smiled at him, the hand resting on Scarface's bald back suddenly exerted force, Scarface Bald was suddenly attacked, and was about to move but was stuck by Chef Niangjia's other hand and sent forward, the whole person had no room to fight back, and only knocked off the snow-white chef's hat on Chef Niangjia's head between waving his hands indiscriminately, so he kept bending forward and threw himself out of the wall, scolding angrily and falling down the corpse, smashing a blank.

The militia who threw their lives on the side was completely stupid, and the two of them were thrown into the sea of corpses in front of their eyes, especially the commander was actually thrown out by the canteen chef, what is this Nima?

？？ Chef Niangjia looked at the tide of corpses surging under her feet, slowly turned around, faced the petrified militia, raised her hand slightly, and said, "The commander's duty is to command everyone to fight, not to kill their partners at will. The petrified militiamen looked at each other, and the chickens nodded as if they were pecking rice, and they were muttering in their hearts: Sister, you seemed to be howling quite casually just now.

"Tell me to go down, stop for the time being, and go to the square to assemble." Chef Niangjia didn't explain much, pointed to the muscle ** closest to her, and said: You temporarily replace the bald man, give you ten minutes, except for the main gate to leave someone to guard, the rest of the people all go to the square, there are important things. ”

"Huh... Okay, I'll go ......" The promotion came too suddenly, and the muscles were stunned for a moment, and hurriedly took the order.

Chef Niangjia retracted her eyes, turned around and climbed down the wooden ladder, looked left and right, and asked, "Where is the thorn head?" The militia who was asked was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately, and pointed to the dark doorway: "Inside, the captain said that he would go out to clean up the walking corpses later." ”

"Well, you don't have to go for the time being, you take the people here to the square to meet." Chef Niangjia nodded, took the three-edged scraper in the militiaman's hand, and turned around and walked into the doorway.

In the afternoon, the sun gradually tilted, and the orange sunlight swept through the brick wall, and it was able to stop at the entrance of the doorway, which usually saves resources, and the torches were not lit in the doorway during the day.

Chef Niangjia grabbed the scraper in her backhand, called out all the guards crowded in the doorway, and walked straight behind the prickly man who was looking out at the door.

"What are you looking at?" Chef Niangjia asked.

"Look at the situation, it's almost over at the main gate, and it should be possible to divide people out to clear it." The prickly man threw away his cigarette butt and cursed secretly, then turned around and said, "Why don't you be bald—hmm!" The moment the prickly man turned around, the cook Niangjia suddenly stuck to it, covered his mouth with one hand, and stabbed the three-edged spatula in the other hand into the thorny man's heart.

"Don't blame me." Cook Niangjia's voice trembled a little, in the dark, a pair of eyes kept changing colors, from pity to determination, in an instant, the strength of the prickly man's struggle was discharged, and the hand holding Chef Niangjia's arm hung down, no longer moving.

…… On the other end, the acne girl took Song Jiu and the three of them to run wildly, bypassing the small shack where they lived, and rushed to the vegetable greenhouse they had been to before.

"Let's go? Why can't you run? The acne girl looked at Song Jiu strangely, and wondered, "Your physical strength is not inferior to mine, right?" ”

"That's not right." Song Jiu looked at the clusters of green vegetables in front of him, and wondered, "You said before that only you and Sister Jia knew about the existence of living corpses in the camp?" ”

"yes." The acne girl didn't know why he suddenly asked about this stubble, he was originally majestic and ready to make a revolution, but this sudden stop had half of his high fighting spirit.

"The camp is changing one by one, and you two know about it?"

"It's... Oh, yes. ”

"What the are you lying to me?" Song Jiu suddenly burst out, pulled out the collar of the acne girl, shook his arm and put the blade of the scraper on her neck, and scolded angrily: "As soon as my people came in, they were taken away by Xiao Zhu's people, damn they don't know where they are held?" Can they not know about living corpses?! ”

"Huh!?" The acne girl was stupid, and Ah Hai and the others were also stunned.

", I'm really underestimating you, I said that the girl agreed to cooperate so happily, dare to hold back the bad for me here?" Song Jiu's strength in his hands was a little stronger, and a blood mark had been pressed out of the acne girl's fair-skinned neck: "You played a good double reed?" ”

"You're crazy! I don't understand what you're talking about, you, you let go, you're hurting me! The acne girl was frightened by the sudden change in Song wine, and wanted to break free but was afraid of the spatula on her neck, so she stammered and defended: "I didn't lie to you!" ”

"Then you can explain it to me!" The more Song Jiu thought about it, the more wrong it became, and combined with the strange realization of Chef Niangjia before, he asked sharply: "Where were my people taken?" ”

"I, I'm ......" acne girl

"I" didn't have anything to say for a long time, and my face was also like waking up from a dream, and I exclaimed: "Oops! How did I forget this stubble! ”

"Now remembered? It's late. Song Jiu's heart was cold, and he raised his arm to erase this Oscar-winning actress first.

"No, no, no! You are mistaken!! I mean, it's probably not just me and Jiajia who know these things...... Possible...... Probably bald people they know too!! Yes, it must be! Otherwise, only Sister Jia alone would not be able to control the camp steadily! It must be the guards who also know the situation and cooperate with Sister Jia!! ”

"Isn't there a constant turnover of personnel? At this time, the guards have not changed? Leave these words to the deceitful ghost. ”

"Don't be impulsive! I really didn't lie to you! The acne girl's face was flushed with anxiety, her mouth was still distinguishing, but tears burst out: "You believe me!" The guards have changed, that's right! But、But Sister Jia may be angry with every group of guards! I'm really not lying! If you don't believe it, let's go back and see it now! If I lie to you, can I do whatever you want!? Song Jiu stared angrily into the acne girl's eyes, and the corner of his reason, which was overwhelmed by anger, was difficult to expose, prompting him to slowly release the spatula attached to the acne girl's throat.

The three-edged spatula is worthy of being a sharp weapon for murder, the soft skin around the neck has been pressed out of a rolling wound by the blade, and the collar of the acne girl is wet with blood.

The acne girl cried so much that she broke away from Song Jiu's iron tongs, and took a few steps back from the wound on her neck, her eyes were no longer as cunning and agile as before, and they were full of fear.

"Nine, Brother Jiu, why don't I go back and take a look at the situation?" Ah Hai swallowed his saliva with difficulty, he knew that the acne girl really slipped around the ghost gate, if it weren't for the fact that several people were trapped inside the camp at this moment, Song Jiu would definitely not hesitate to cut her throat.

Maybe the acne girl really didn't tell a lie, but Song wine will not leave any hidden dangers, especially people like the acne girl who are not very good at all.

Song Jiu took a deep breath, tried his best to calm down, and carefully recalled the words that the acne girl said on the line of life and death, and the anger in her eyes finally subsided a little.

"I'll go, you two watch her, if I don't come back in ten minutes..."Song Jiu paused, his eyes swept over the crying acne girl, and a cold word burst out between his teeth: "Kill." ”...