At the door of the warehouse, the dense sound of gunfire continued, as if bullets did not cost money. The officer in charge had a serious face, looking at the mountains of corpses, and he couldn't say anything about the bitterness in his heart. There were already a lot of corpses piled up at the door just now, and the bullets didn't bend, and many of them were wasted. And now the bullets that were not wasted have piled up the corpses in another layer, and the thickness has been three meters, and ordinary guns have basically lost their effectiveness.

"Battalion commander, what should I do? If we don't go in, we won't be able to take back the warehouse! A soldier asked.

The battalion commander was still pondering. He didn't know that the lickers inside had been killed, and he was worried that the warriors would only die if they rushed in. Finally, the battalion commander gritted his teeth, revealing the perseverance that a Celestial Empire soldier should have.

"Brothers, I can't say anything more. Inside the gate are most of the supplies and vehicles we need for our migration, without which hundreds of thousands of people would have died. I admit that I didn't start out as a soldier to defend my country. But now, I finally understand the meaning of this uniform. Perhaps, even if I rushed in, I would only send rations to the zombies, but even if there was a slight chance, today, I would be willing to sacrifice for these hundreds of thousands of people! ”

"Long live the Celestial Empire!"

The battalion commander's burst of passion gave the soldiers courage.

"If you're willing to rush in with me, pick up your gun and do it! Anyone who doesn't want to rush in, just escort us outside! Brothers, victory or defeat is here! ”

The battalion commander said, did not stop at all, and rushed forward with the 81 bar. With the thick corpses under their feet, dozens of Celestial Empire warriors were fearless and followed closely behind the battalion commander.

"Ahh Kill! ”

"For the sake of honor!"

......

The charging warriors kept their guns on their guns, constantly firing bullets of courage to tear apart the zombies in front of them.

Somewhere, several fighters stood in front and rear formations, attacking each other.

"Cover me, I'll change the bullet!" A soldier yelled, holding an empty magazine in his hand.

"MD, wait a minute, it's time for Lao Tzu to change!" Another soldier next to him was about to run out.

"Be careful!" The reloaded soldier shouted.

Out of nowhere, a zombie came in, grabbed a soldier's neck, and then opened its bloody mouth and bit it hard.

"Ahh

It was not the fighters who were strangled by the neck who shouted, but the fighters who reloaded. The reloaded warrior didn't have time to shoot, and there was no suitable guy in his hand, so he simply put his hand against the zombie's mouth. However, he failed, and his wrist was shoved into the zombie's mouth......

"Wu Laosan!" The soldier who was strangled by the neck forcibly broke the zombie's tightly held hand, pulled out the thorn and pierced the zombie's temple.

"Wu Laosan!" The warrior's heart was in great pain, and his former comrades-in-arms were afraid that they were going to die in order to save themselves.

The zombies have fallen. Wu Laosan withdrew his hand, trembling and holding it tightly with his other hand - the white bones of Sen Sen had already been exposed, and Wu Laosan was suffering from boundless pain.

"The third child!" The warrior's eyes were red.

"Keep fighting!" Wu Laosan gritted his teeth and gurgled loudly.

"The third child!" The soldier's tears finally fell out, and he gritted his teeth, replaced them with bullets, and continued to fight more frantically.

On the other side, a still immature warrior showed no immature courage. He held the gun steadily, shooting all the way, and he was cooperating with an old squad leader. The old squad leader kept reminding the little soldier to pay attention to his feet, but the little soldier who had already killed the red eye had long since lost his hearing.

Suddenly, the little warrior's feet slipped, and his leg got stuck in the zombie pile on the ground. After all, the little warrior was too young and a little flustered, and tried his best to pull out his leg as soon as possible, but he didn't want to, and his other foot also sank.

"Pillars!" The old squad leader was stunned, and his movements were not chaotic at all, and he kept shooting the zombies around the little soldier, so that the little soldier could get out of danger quickly.

However, the little warrior struggled several times without success, and there were many zombies gathered around! He rushed too far ahead!

"Pillars!" The old squad leader's eyes were almost bloodshot, but the 81 bar in his hand was already empty.

Although the comrades who saw the situation next to them also tried to help, the zombies still pounced on the little soldier, and the little soldier made a painful sound.

"Pillars!" The old squad leader was already dumbfounded.

......

There are more than 1,000 zombies in the warehouse, but they can't withstand dozens of 81 bars attacking repeatedly. It wasn't until a few minutes later that the gunfire had subsided, and the warehouse had been covered with several layers of meat pads. As far as the eye could see, there were only two or three kittens left, struggling to step in the swamp of human flesh.

"Battalion commander, we won!" A warrior cheered!

However, no one responded to him.

"Battalion commander!" The warriors hurriedly looked around, there were originally dozens of warriors, but now there were only a dozen left.

Although, normal zombies are easy to deal with, however, when there are enough of them, it is still a nightmare. In this not a grand battle, the intensity is no less intense. Some died trying to save their comrades, some died fighting for a favorable position, some ran out of bullets and died in hand-to-hand combat – all of them died in the battle to defend the lives of hundreds of thousands.

Zhao Yun witnessed all this from the flagpole in the center of the warehouse.

Zhang Qiru witnessed all this in the scrap box.

This is the soldier of my Celestial Empire!

The living soldiers did not cheer, but silently returned to the ranks and did not say a word. The warriors standing outside looked at the few people who had returned, and straightened up.

"Salute!"

This is probably the time when they really understand the meaning of salutation.

Zhang Qiru and Zhao Yun were relieved, but they did not have the slightest happiness for the rest of their lives, and there were just endless sighs and sorrows. Those who die are often soldiers who defend the country wholeheartedly, but those who are alive are mostly cowardly villains.

Zhang Qiru and Zhao Yun walked out of the warehouse silently, they didn't want anything anymore, and today's sacrifice was worth it.

"Brother Zhang, Brother Zhao, are you all right?" Another officer, probably, he is already the highest-ranking person here.

"It's okay, you guys hurry up and pack up, you must hold on, you have to leave tomorrow! Ten million ......"

Boom! Before Zhang Qiru finished speaking, a huge explosion came from behind him. Immediately after, a series of explosions rang out.

"Be careful!" Zhao Yun pulled Zhang Qiru over and stood behind him.

Before Zhang Qiru could understand what was going on, he felt Zhao Yun's entire body behind him press up.

"Lao Zhao!" Zhang Qiru felt that something was wrong, so he shouted Zhao Yun's name vigorously, but Zhao Yun did not respond.

Zhang Qiru immediately got out from under Zhao Yun. As soon as I looked up, I saw billowing smoke coming out of the warehouse, and the courtyard walls of more than ten meters on both sides of the gate all collapsed, and the hundred or so people who were still standing around them also fell, most of them were already lifeless, and only a few were still moaning.

Zhang Qiru hurriedly checked Zhao Yun's situation. At this moment, Zhao Yun's face was pale, and a piece of iron was deeply stuck into Zhao Yun's body, although it was in the right back, but it was deep enough to damage his lungs.

"Lao Zhao!" Zhang Qiru's heart is like a knife, and Zhao Yun's life is in danger at any time.

Zhang Qiru picked up Zhao Yun, tore off the clothes of a soldier beside him, and tied Zhao Yun to his back.

"MD, Lao Zhao, you can't be fine! Xiao Qi is still waiting for you! Zhang Qiru began to go to the car repair shop.

Zhao Yun still didn't respond, and he couldn't even hear the sound of breathing.

Along the way, Zhang Qiru didn't care about anything around him, including the zombies around him. He only cared about running, and his mind was full of thoughts of bringing Zhao Yun back.

For more than ten minutes, Zhang Qiru did not stop at all, and did not even slow down. He was going to be exhausted, and if it weren't for the faith in his heart that sustained him, he would have fallen headlong to the ground.

"Teacher! Come on, teacher! ”

At the critical moment, a familiar voice made Zhang Qiru feel that he had met God. Shang Ze was coming from the rear in a satellite car.

Before he had time to explain, Zhang Qiru opened the car door, stuffed Zhao Yun in, and then shouted:

"Hurry up!"

Shang Ze didn't understand what was going on, but he felt that something was not quite right, so he stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the wind was far away.

"Master, master! Quickly clear a way, it's too late to explain! Shang Ze, who grew up, did not panic at this time, and specially notified Zhang Qidao.

Zhang Qidao, who was still busy welding steel plates, heard Shang Ze's voice the moment he immediately dropped the work in his hand and started the No. 2 car that had just welded the shell.

"Fu Biao, Guisan, prepare to open the door!"

Fortunately, people who adapt to the end of the world have always reacted more than problems, and Fu Biao and Gui San were soon in place.

The door opened, and Zhang Qidao rushed out with all his horsepower. The bulldozer in front of the car rushed away all the zombies in the way, and made a continuous turn around the repair shop, and a large number of zombies lost their wheels. In the distance, Zhang Qiru and the three of them also approached.

Shang Ze almost followed Zhang Qidao into the door of the repair shop. As soon as he got out of the car, Shang Ze took out his machete and cut down the few zombies that followed in, then opened the car door and said to the others, "Quick! Teacher Zhao is injured! ”

When Zhang Qidao heard this, he immediately stepped forward to help. Several people put Zhao Yun on the bed, but at this moment, Zhao Yun had stopped breathing......

Zhang Qiru was stunned on the side. His good brother died, trying to save himself.

Zhang Qidao was also silent, he had already regarded Zhao Yun as his own brother, but he never thought that it didn't take long for Zhao Yun to go.

Yang Xiaoqi, who rushed to hear the voice, didn't even cry, fainted all of a sudden, and was hugged by Gui San to the side to rest.

Shang Ze's eyes were already full of tears, and he couldn't hold back from crying.

Fu Biao didn't make a sound, he watched quietly on the side, he admired Zhao Yun very much, and admired Zhang Qiru and them.

For ten minutes, it was as if no one was in the room, and there was no sound at all. Zhang Qiru was still looking at Zhao Yun - the piece of iron was deeply stuck in Zhao Yun's body, and the minced flesh of the zombie corpse on the chemical protective suit pierced into the depths of Zhao Yun's life - Zhao Yun had been infected with the virus, and he would stand up, but it was not that Zhao Yun anymore.

Virus? Zhang Qiru felt something flash through his mind.

Rebirth? One word flashed through my mind again.

Immunity? Immunity! Zhang Qiru clung to this flash thought.