Fear and despair were written on the faces of the soldiers, who regretted entering the woods...... Even now they don't understand how they got in.

What they regret even more is that they shouldn't have hit the supermarket and shouldn't have entered the castle.

What was thought to be an impregnable castle was a trap that trapped them all here.

What they regret the most is that someone wrote a warning and reminder in advance on wood to let them leave this wilderness.

If they had left at that time, they would have avoided encountering this zombie tide.

But they didn't think so, took the warning as a joke, and turned the wilderness into a place where they were buried!

……

The gunfire continued from late night until dawn.

There is no tactic to speak of in the corpse tide, it is to push and push and push and push.

The front ones become the scraps of minced meat, and the latter ones are mended.

Little by little, they stormed and flooded the castle with the scraps of minced meat.

From the first floor, to the second floor, to the third floor......

It was slowly getting brighter.

The corpses of the zombies began to pile up in the woods, like a hill, burying the whole castle.

Only the platform next to the spire on the fourth floor of the castle is still exposed.

In the end, a dozen zombies gathered together, roared, stepped on the sea of zombies under their feet, and climbed up to the spire platform on the fourth floor.

When they finally climbed up, the sound of an assault rifle and a pistol rang out at the same time.

There was still a commander and a soldier left on the platform.

More than a dozen zombies were headshot and fell to the ground one after another.

Assault rifles and pistols were also muted and completely depleted.

But another zombie staggered and roared and continued to pounce on the platform.

The soldier took a dagger from his lap and rushed over and viciously stabbed it into the zombie's head, placing it on the ground.

After a whole night of hustle and bustle, it finally quieted down.

George and Louis, the only remaining soldier around him, threw away the gun without bullets in their hands, stood on the platform, and looked at the sea of zombies around them, their whole bodies trembling.

"Finally, is it over?" George muttered.

"Sir, I've been bitten." Louis reported to George.

George was taken aback, only to realize that Louis's shoulders and neck clothes had long been stained red with blood.

"When was you bitten?"

"Last night, I was bitten when I was on the platform to cover the chief." Louis had a pained look on his face.

Just as the two were talking, there was suddenly movement in the sea of zombies in the sea of corpses more than ten meters away in front of them.

Something held up the pile of corpses.

The two of them looked over there in horror.

After a while, a mutated zombie crawled up from the pile of corpses.

It had apparently taken a lot of bullets before, and it had also received a cannonball, and its body had been blown to pieces, its stomach was broken, and the small part of its head was missing. Most of them were stunned by shells and buried in the pile of corpses.

At this time, he suddenly came to life.

After seeing the two people on the platform, the mutant zombie immediately rushed towards the two.

The two people on the platform looked at the huge figure of the mutant zombie, and their pupils began to dilate, and fear and despair were not enough to describe their mood at this time.

finally stayed up until dawn, until all the zombies fell, but in the pile of corpses, such a behemoth actually stood up again!

"Louis! You go kill it! You won't survive anyway! George nudged Louis beside him.

"Why me again? It's your turn this time! Louis was very uncomfortable at this time, and wanted to vomit, but he really didn't have the ability to fight anymore.

"Because I'm the sir!" George nudged Louis again.

Louis stumbled and nearly fell to the ground of the platform.

He struggled to stand up and took out the dagger, only to find that his eyes were gone, and he couldn't see where the mutated zombie was.

Louis's body shook and fell again.

The mutated zombies have arrived at the edge of the platform.

That's when 'Whoosh! There was a soft sound.

A metallic cold light flashed, and an alloy crossbow arrow flew out from behind George, shooting through the mutant zombie with incredible precision, breaking the small half of the head.

The mutant zombie staggered before it was about to rush to the platform, and its body twitched a few times, but it couldn't get up again.

George looked back behind him in shock, trying to see who had saved him.

On the city wall more than ten meters away, there was a man standing with an alloy crossbow in his hand.

George recognized it by looking at his figure, it was the Chinese man he scolded as a coward yesterday.

There was also a little girl in his arms, who was sleeping on his shoulder.

He has a black dog by his side? Or a black wolf?

"Thank you for saving me! God will bless you! George shouted to the Chinese man.

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

More than 100 of his soldiers were killed in last night's battle.

Except for his guard Louis.

"Let God bless you first." Lu Chao replied to George coldly, his umbrella crossbow had already been loaded with another arrow, but he didn't raise it to shoot.

"Of course, God will bless all the good people, like ......" George couldn't say the word 'I' when he suddenly felt someone lying on his shoulder.

It was his bodyguard, Louis.

Louis's eyes were blood-red, and he opened his bloody mouth and bit George's neck.

A blood vessel in his neck was bitten off, and George screamed, looking at the pale sky above him, and his mind became a little dazed.

In a trance, George felt that Louis, who was gnawing at him, had been hit by an arrow in the head and fell beside him.

Then, I saw the Chinese man coming over.

He heard the Chinese man say a word to him word by word in not very pure English.

"It's, my, wilderness!"

George felt a blow to his head.

The hustle and bustle of the night is really over at this time.

……

In front of the house.

Picking up the red scraps and looking at the broken door, there was no joy of victory and revenge in Lu Chao's eyes.

There is only a rambling sorrow.

No matter how small and simple this family is, it will have irreplaceable meaning to him.

Because, she used to be here.

She used to give him a warm home here.

Now everything is gone.

The wilderness didn't let him find her, but he wanted to take away his former memories.

He doesn't want to kill, he doesn't want war, he doesn't want hatred.

He just wants to be with her and guard Yaya's happiness to grow up.

Be a good dad, a warm dad.

The girl woke up and looked at the broken door with some uneasiness.

Lu Chao touched Yaya's face, smiled at her, and then carried her up to the tallest tree nearby.

"Yaya, look! The sun is out. ”

"Huh! Hey! Yang...... Yang! Yaya stretched out her hand and pointed to the horizon.

"Dad will accompany you to watch the sunrise every day in the future, okay?"

"Good!"