ACT143: Regeneration Waves

After many twists and turns, Lady Luck's scales finally tilted a little to their side, losing so many people, if they had to break their arms and choose the only gain, it would really be all the way to the end.

The corpses on the highway all entered the fire-burned meadows, and the trails leading to the mountains also invaded many wild forests, but most of the corpses still scattered in a long line, following the various movements in the mountains slowly. The location of Song Jiu and his gang was deliberately chosen by Jimbo earlier, there was no ready-made road here, which could barely make the bus jolt, except for the foot of the hill on one side, the rest of the surroundings were very open, no matter which way the walking corpse attacked, the bus had enough room to turn, in order to avoid being blocked by unexpected situations. However, there is a downside to this option, which is that as mentioned earlier, buses must stay away from highways.

The question now is, how can all the supplies be safely moved? The walking corpses approaching from a short distance would soon be within range, and the group would have no problem turning around and leaving now, but the rest of the supplies would have to be discarded in vain. Although Ming Junwei and they were reluctant, they couldn't think of any other way for a while, relying on manpower to carry it, it was inevitable that there would be problems, the cave had lost too many people, and this kind of thing could not be done by picking up sesame seeds and throwing watermelons.

In this case, Song Jiu's cold proposal is particularly witty.

There were all smart people present, before Song Jiu's words fell, everyone reacted, the gloomy clouds on their faces dispersed in an instant, there was almost no need to discuss, Jin Bo waved his hand, pulled out the long knife behind his back and rushed towards the corpses first, those men and women with oil paint on their faces followed, and the shooting weapons were all replaced with knives, scrambling to be the first, as if they were hungry and thirsty walking corpses.

Luo Yu glanced at Song Jiu, who shrugged his shoulders rather helplessly, and said to Ming Junwei: "The rest of the people are ready to retreat." ”

"Why is Jin still so reckless." Lucy stuck out her tongue, she knew that the camp where Jimbo was back then had raised walking corpses, and it was useless, and the janitor was barely okay, but later she got on the bar with them, and her own watchdog loosened the reins, turning them upside down.

"Help keep some attention, others can get in the car, and those who can't follow on both sides of the car." Ming Junwei decisively took over the command, the bus driver was immediately in place, the key was twisted and the car started, and the exhaust pipe suddenly shook out a cloud of black smoke, looking very weak.

The man driving the car was a subordinate of Jimbo, his head popped out of the car window, and he shouted: "Pushing a wheel and drowning in the mud"

The ghosts' faces were the most relaxed, and when they heard the words, they threw the big killer behind their backs, rolled up their sleeves and made a temporary cameo appearance as a cart worker, and the bus hummed and gasped for a long time, and finally started smoothly, climbed out of the mud pit, and shook off the mud locks on the faces of the people on both sides.

"Brother Ming, which way are you going?" The young man who drove the car didn't recognize his life, and when he opened his mouth, it was Brother Ming, and he shouted quite slippery.

"Get on the highway, you just drive forward." Ming Junwei glanced at Jin Bo and the others who rushed into the corpse, and was somewhat uneasy, the walking corpse will move after all, and it is not so easy to domesticate for a while.

was about to change the plan, but saw Song Jiu jump out of the carriage, with a bundle of rope on his shoulder, walked to the back of the car silently, shouted to the driver not to hurry first, divided the rope to Lao Lin and Liu Yan, cut it into many sections, and fell on the rear bumper.

"The horse on foot will retreat first." Song Jiu sniffed, took the long-lost blade of the blade from Lao Lin's hand, and rushed to Jin Bo and the others with his descendants.

Ming Junwei and Wu Wentao are better at group hard encounters, crooked and evil ways and the like still lack some wit, seeing that they are confident, so they no longer delay time, close the formation, and the ghost guy will be the vanguard, and the cave natives will follow in the middle of the team, Song Yao and others will hold back, and the driver and the young man Daoming will join the position, lead the pack horse through the grass in a hurry, and gallop towards the highway in the distance. Buses need a path that can climb the highway curb, so it's useless to leave at this point, and the chosen meeting point is the latter service area, except there, there are no other ramps along the way for buses to get on the road.

Jin Bo and the others were slashing and slashing, and there were not many walking corpses pouring into the shooting range, Jin Bo took more than a dozen people to roll over with knives, and he didn't care about the large number of walking corpses that followed the sound in the distance, and when Song Jiu and a few people arrived, Jin Bo's men had already held down seven or eight hideous walking corpses whose arms had been cut off, and they were trying their best to carry these rotten bodies to the material stack.

Song Jiu took a look at these people and reminded: "Tie a rope to the back of the car, tie the walking corpses together, and use them as human sleds." ”

Several young people's eyes lit up and they smiled at him. They had just pondered this, and they had planned to tie the supplies to the walking corpse and lead the walking corpse by walking their dogs. This can be used as waste, but the walking corpse can't be so obedient after all, and if you pull back and forth, it is likely to delay the precious retreat time. Although Song Jiu's tactics are a little cruel, there is no need to be humane when dealing with these bloodthirsty creatures.

Jin Bo's people were very sharp, and after Song Jiu and a few people joined the battle group, the situation showed a one-sided state. Leaving others aside, just Jin Bo and Lin Daochang are actually enough. Compared with Song Jiu and others slashing and killing the walking corpse, Yijin Yilin is more like a performance, the long knife and saw blade bloom in their hands with the light of a killing weapon, every time they fly and sweep, they can accurately cut off the torso of the walking corpse, without killing their lives by mistake, the action is smooth, clean and neat, and there is no mud and water.

Song Jiu's work is much rougher, and there is no way to swing the knife, anyway, the purpose is to cut off the arm to reduce the threat, so they don't care about the appearance of being well-proportioned and beautiful, some have half of their shoulders chopped off, some of their hands are cut off from the elbow joint, and they still have half of their arms to wave themselves. If the disabled walking corpses produced by Jin Bo and Lin Daochang are assembly line products, Song Wine is undoubtedly inferior processing in black workshops.

It didn't take much time before and after, Zero Zero always held down the little twenty disabled walking corpses, and the people left behind by the car helped tie the walking corpses side by side in the back of the car, fixed them with ropes to the human pedal, lifted the goods and stacked them up, and then wrapped a few more times from top to bottom, and pulled it, it felt okay, the asphalt road is estimated to not be able to pull far into meat puree, but the meadow doesn't matter, it can hold on for a while. The surplus walking corpses all came according to the previous stupid method, tying sacks on the front chest and back, and tying a rope around the neck, so that the young people with oil paint could lead them first.

In fact, in fact, the walking corpse pack horse is better than the human sleigh, and the walking corpse without arms is still very aggressive. There was no time to change the plan temporarily, Jin Bo and Lao Lin were in charge of the palace, and continued to chop melons and vegetables to delay time, and the others followed behind the bus, watching the seriously overloaded bus illegally drag the human flesh skateboard away, and then pulled their respective white dragon horses to follow.

White cats and black cats, if they catch mice, they are good cats, although Song Jiu's bad idea is very rough, but the effect is really good, at least those materials exchanged for human lives did not leave a single bag, and all of them were swept away.

The bus maintained a constant speed, first, to maintain a proper visual distance from the road and the people behind, and secondly, to worry that the human skateboard was not strong, and if it ran too much and loosened, it would inevitably be another trouble.

Two hours later, the three teams finally converged in the empty service area before, sprinkled with 100 people, it is estimated that the young man and Jiao Ziqian who drove are the most comfortable, and the rest of them are basically tired enough.

"Let's change mounts, just pull it back, I guess I won't be able to eat the food." Chu Guangxu pointed to the human skateboard behind the butt of the bus, the walking corpse at the bottom was miserable, it was dragged for several kilometers, and the already rotten and loose body was even more dilapidated, and a long wet mark extended between the two ruts, which was smelly and disgusting.

"There's a car here, let's change the car in the back." Song Jiu and the others were late, and they had to walk and beware of the walking corpses, both physically and mentally unbearable, but those walking corpses were all alive and vigorous, without the consciousness of being enslaved at all, carrying heavy supplies, and their interest was still high.

The sun is shining, the depression is still there, and the service area that has been silent for a long time has not changed anything because of the appearance of these temporary passers-by.

The large army rested here for a short time, found a Changhe bread that could barely be used, transferred all the remaining supplies, and was carried by bus to take the first step. There are too many people and too few vehicles, and it is unrealistic to go home all at once, and the rest of the journey still needs to be carried out on foot. Fortunately, the way home is not far, saving the time of taking care of the walking corpse, you should be able to reach the ancient city before dark, as long as you enter the city, everything is easy to say.

The rush is extremely boring, and this time it seems to be a full load, but in fact, the loss is far more than the gain, Jimbo is an unexpected gain, the joy of the reunion of the old people has limitations, and it can't make the morale of the whole team high. Wu Wentao said that they look at life and death, they have wine today and drunk today, live freely, and die chic; Jimbo and the others were a successful landing mission, and there was almost no damage during the whole process. The most somber atmosphere is undoubtedly the Song wine part, as well as the cave natives.

Nothing to say all the way, hurry, rest, hurry, rest.

As the sun sets, the barren mountains disappear from view, faint glimpses of buildings appear in the distance, and scattered walking corpses appear on the road. The bus that took the first step left a signal along the way, so far everything is normal, and the graduate students are also on the bus, according to Ming Junwei's instructions, did not stop to wait for the large troops, and strive to rush back to the roundabout as quickly as possible, and if possible, they can turn back to respond.

The moon rises and sets, and the sky is dark.

The large army of the long journey finally entered the ancient city at the moment when the stars dotted the night sky, and the tense nerves that had been tense for a few days were finally able to be completely relaxed, including the ghost guy field service, everyone was relaxed for no reason, and the good spirits had already begun to figure out how to go back and ask Ming Junwei for some wine.

The silent captives gradually became active, and along the way, these men did not humiliate them as they thought, and they were indispensable for eating and drinking water whenever they rested, and they should be content to do this as prisoners. Most of them hadn't seen a city for a long time, even if it was a desolate and empty city. Returning to human society from the deep mountains and old forests at dusk, the strange feeling that lingered in my heart became more and more intense, I can't tell whether it is emotion or sadness, in short, some people shed tears.

After leaving for three days, there was not much change in the city, everyone was accustomed to the lonely city with black lights and blind fires, the night breeze was dashing, the crowd was silent, a long stream of people shuttled silently through the streets and alleys, and after entering the city gate, they saw the speeding buses in the distance.

"This trip is delayed, I have to complain." Lu Qian rubbed her sore feet and neck, looked at Liu Yan and Song Yao, who were as usual, and said in a low voice, "Don't you both feel tired?" ”

"Tired." Song Yao smiled, walked behind her and pinched her shoulder, and said with a smile: "Go back and take a hot bath." ”

"Oh, the conditions are good, can you still take a bath?" Jin Bo's ears were thieves, sneakily drilled over, and said narrowly: "Can you take a sauna?" ”

"Yes." Lu Qian glanced at him, pouted, and said, "I'll talk to Sister Jia when I go back, and find a drawer to steam for you." ”

The atmosphere of the team was very relaxed, those who knew and didn't know each other began to talk and laugh, and they waited for the bus to come, and the broken car stopped in front of everyone, the door opened, and the graduate student and Xiao Wei jumped out of the car together, and hurried to meet everyone.

"Hey Xiao Wei" Jin Bo's face was happy, and he jumped out of the crowd like a monkey show, and appeared in front of Xiao Wei.

Xiao Wei's face was covered with a layer of frost, and he was stunned when he saw a person jumping out at first glance, and then his tightly knit brows relaxed, and he said in surprise: "You kid? Why the fuck are you? Little Bear, why didn't you tell me."

"I wanted to surprise you, but you scared me first." The graduate student's face was not very good-looking, and he smiled helplessly.

"What's wrong?" Ming Junwei frowned, noticing that the expressions of the two were a little strange, and the mood that had just relaxed couldn't help but hang again.

Xiao Wei pressed the joy of the reunion of his old friends, glanced at the team that had several times larger, frowned and said, "Yinuo and Lao Tian are missing." ”

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