acT27: A flash of fire ignites from the muzzle of the Triumph. The firing pin hit the primer, pushing the 5.56mm bullet out of the chamber and spun rapidly along the rifled drawing trajectory, almost touching Song Jiu's cheek.

Song Jiu was shocked into a cold sweat, and when he looked back, he saw the neckless man who had confessed in the square lying on his back on the ground, holding a sharp obstacle knife in his left hand, his arm still held high, only a bloody hole was left in his right eye, and a pool of red and white sticky water splashed out of the back of his head in the form of a jet.

Song Jiu turned to look at Liu Yan, who was standing on the high wall, who made an 'oK' gesture at him, and continued to shift the muzzle of the gun to harvest the walking dead.

For a moment, Luo Yu and Jiao Ziqian also rushed to his side, and without bothering about greetings, Jiao Ziqian's loud voice shouted.

"Damn, that kid's marksmanship is enough to scare Lao Tzu." Jiao Ziqian patted his chest with palpitations, smacked his lips and said, "I thought I was going to you." ”

"Ninety-nine? Are you okay? Seeing that he didn't speak, Luo Yu couldn't help but feel a little nervous, didn't he hurt him too?

"It's fine." Song Jiu seemed to have just come back to his senses, his eyes widened, he touched the cold sweat of his head, and laughed at himself: "It's wet." The three of them were still catching up on the old days, but the militia on the other side of the main gate was defeated and retreated, and before they could break out of the gap torn by the Cherokee, they were chased back by the walking corpses surging from Wuyang on both sides.

There is indeed a need for a leader in cold weapon team battles, and without an example to take the lead, the blood of the vast majority of people can only continue to be buried deeply.

The battle situation on the side of the broken wall was much better, firstly, there was an opening of the construction trucks, and secondly, they observed the rhythm of Luoyu's part of the clean-up at close range, which was a temporary breakthrough lesson.

Jiao Ziqian originally went to the main gate, but halfway through the race, he saw Song Jiu getting off here, so he left the militia at the main gate very unrighteously and joined the battle group on the side of the broken wall with his own people.

There is no use for engineering vehicles, the corpses have been divided repeatedly, and they are basically mixed with the living, and the muscle ** has thought about the addiction of bulldozers, but he can't be crushed by his own people.

Without Song Jiu's latest instructions, he didn't know how to operate this behemoth, so after thinking about it, he decided not to cause trouble, parked the dump truck on the bank of the river away from the walking corpses, and ran back to the battlefield with an ash pole javelin.

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The "two armies" converged, and it was only more than ten minutes before and after, and the militia who took the lead in entering the rhythm had already followed the footsteps of Luo Yu's part, leading the small group of corpses divided into blocks to the wild forest; Another group of militiamen who rushed out of the broken wall were following Jiao Ziqian's men to kill the miniature hellfire legion, and these burning candle heads looked very intimidating, but in fact they were no longer lethal.

The rotten and shriveled limbs and torsos were no worse than firewood, one ignited one piece, one burned into a piece, the alcohol burned faster, and the flat ground had several piles of charcoal exuding the smell of flesh in addition to the corpses that had fallen down.

The eighteen musketeers led by Liu Yan firmly fulfilled Song Jiu's orders, stubbornly guarded the gap and did not give an inch, and began to mess up because the ammunition could not be replaced, but fortunately, the sixty militiamen did not drop the chain, although they lost a lot of people, but finally pushed the walking corpse out of the gap, giving the musket team time to adjust.

Song Jiu was lucky and picked a more reliable person. This Liu Yan looks like a scholar, he is really good at playing with guns, not only superb archery, but also flexible enough, 18 people are divided into three teams, and the famous three-stage shooting tactics are copied.

Although the shotgun is rough, it is much superior to the front-loading smoothbore gun of the year, saving the time of moving forward and backward, and the volley fire of these eighteen guns has completely become the door god of guarding the gap.

In particular, the shotgun's unique shotgun scale damage has turned the gap in the broken wall into a flesh mill in a short period of time, full of stumps and broken arms that have been beaten into a sieve by iron and steel balls, and blue-gray intestines and slippery internal organs have flowed all over the ground, wrapped in thick dust, and are very alive waiting to be fried in the pan.

Song Jiu saw that there should be no more problems on the side of the broken wall, so he decisively led a few people around him to rush to the main gate, it has been more than ten minutes, and the militia who rushed out behind the Cherokee still failed to lead the walking corpses to the periphery as planned, if nothing else, this group of people should have failed.

As it turned out, Song Jiu guessed correctly, and when he turned back to the main gate with Luo Yu, Jiao Ziqian, and the quartet in the same car, the walking corpse had already crossed the fortifications and was frantically storming the two gates.

The rejuvenating deer, which had originally blocked the footsteps of the walking corpses, fell to the side, and the corpses that fell all over the ground were disemboweled, completely dehumanized.

The walking corpse does not eat its own carrion, and the owner of these puddles of minced meat is undoubtedly the militia that broke through with the convoy.

In order to ensure that the broken wall would not be lost, Song Jiu removed the guards on the wall, leaving only Ah Hai and the two to take over the opening of the door.

The walking corpses do not need to be arranged, flesh and blood and the breath of the living are their best guiding lights, most of the people have already gone to divert the corpses on the other side of the broken wall, and it is obviously unrealistic to rely on Song Jiu seven people to disperse the walking corpses at the main gate.

Jiao Ziqian still had two Molotov cocktails, but the walking corpse was clinging to the gate, and once it burned, he was afraid that it would damage the wooden wall.

"Brother Jiu, your division of troops is uneven." Jiao Ziqian raised his foot and stepped on a vulture's rotating walking corpse head, picked up a handful of loess to wipe off the mucus stuck to the upper of his shoes, and quipped: "What's the matter?" Seven Swords Under the Heavenly Mountains? ”

"I'm going to get their attention." Luo Yu ignored Jiao Ziqian, and with a flick of his wrist, two cold and glittering blades pulled out two beautiful knife flowers.

"I don't need to." Song Jiu grabbed Luo Yu's sleeve and pointed behind him. A few people looked in the direction, only to see a muscular ** man wearing a vest running back and forth with a javelin, and saw a few people waving their hands excitedly from a distance.

"Is this person stupid, leaving the car and not driving, and coming over to play hooligan by himself?" Jiao Ziqian was happy, said hello to Song Jiu, and ran back with his muscles **.

The flaming walking corpses on the side wall were basically burned clean, and the diverted walking corpses were also brought into the wild forest by the militia, and theoretically, the siege of the walking corpses in the camp was almost over.

Song Jiu looked at the sheets and flags on the corner tower, and suddenly a thought arose in his heart, and he turned his head to Luo Yu and said, "What do you say if we hang a national flag here?" ”

"It's going to be more eye-catching." Luo Yu thought about it seriously, and said, "Do you really want it?" I remember that the county where we came here seems to have it. ”

"Say it casually." Song Jiu snorted, saw the bright yellow giant galloping towards him with a tail smoke, and hurriedly beckoned a few people to retreat from a safe distance.

"What's the matter with this walking corpse? You can't be the one who made it, right? Song Jiu drove the foursome in the same car, stood on the mound at the edge of the wild forest, and watched Jiao Ziqian's drag racing skills with his hands on the pergola.

The Big Mac's body turned into a bumper car under his control, and it violently pushed into the corpse group, hanging a bloody tissue on the head of the car and exiting a few meters, and then stepped on the accelerator again, completely using the eight-wheeled dump truck as a ram.

It's a shame that Jiao Ziqian's driving skills are quite passable, otherwise if he can't control it, the unlucky one will definitely be the gate.

"Sort of." Luo Yu knew that he would ask about it, and seeing that there were no scattered walking corpses left and right, he simply reported to him what happened after the separation.

Things were basically the same as Song Jiu guessed, these walking corpses did not wander from the nearby mountains and forests, according to Luo Yu, they drove to the other side of the river that night, and after some searching, they did not find the reserve that Song Jiu was worried about.

Not only that, but there is not a single one in the huge forest

"Living" walking corpses. For the sake of safety, Luo Yu completely dispersed the manpower, and planned to explore the entire riverbank and mountains, after all, the agreed time was a week, and Luo Yu did not expect to receive the signal so soon.

The barren mountains are not small, but the forests are not big, and after a night, they are basically touched, facing the side of the big river, and there is indeed no threat.

However, Luo Yu found some strange things, such as burnt residues, newly filled mounds, etc., which inevitably had extraneous branches, Luo Yu did not delve into these obvious artificial traces, but only marked them separately for later inspection.

After a day when nothing happened, until the afternoon, the watchman reported that a small group had entered the woods, and that they had not carried guns.

Hearing this, Song Jiule asked, "Is Ziqian also together?" ”

"Yes, I was still flustered at the time, and I looked left and right to see that there was no you, so I decided to do it." Luo Yu smiled lightly and said, "Those people are quite alert, and they basically didn't bother much, but they still ran away." Song Jiu nodded and said with emotion: "Your heart is big enough, people don't chase after you run away?" ”

"Ziqian said that his knife had slashed the walking corpse, and it was pierced quite deeply, and the ticket said that he could not go back alive." Luo Yu pursed his lips, pointed to the cab of the crazy truck and said, "Although it's a little bit better, he hasn't done anything wrong, so he didn't chase it." ”

"Well, the lobes of the lungs are pierced." Song Jiu remembered that several people with scar-faced bald faces talked about the cause of Xiao Zhu's death, so in this way, Jiao Ziqian's luck was relatively large, if Xiao Zhu persisted for a while, wouldn't it be dangerous for him?

However, since the incident did not happen, there was no need to pursue it, so the conversation changed and continued to ask about the walking corpse.

Luo Yu tore off a handful of leaves and wiped the plasma on the blade of the blade, and said, "I have always been thinking about the living corpses in the county, so I left someone to guard our way, but the living corpses did not come, and the walking corpses came to a reinforced company." ”

"You mean, these walking corpses are the ones you saw that night in the county?" Song Jiu asked. ...