Qiu Yiteng led everyone to run up the hillside while fighting, although his face was quite calm, but he didn't have any bottom in his heart, the satellite phone couldn't be connected, in the face of so many zombies, without a division headquarters with cannons, Feng wanted to have a glimmer of life. And as far as the surrounding area can see, there is no hidden place, and there is no other way than to be forced to fight, and it is impossible to take a breath.

When the zombie group was getting closer and closer, Qiu Yiteng finally brightened his mind and shouted loudly, asking the power adepts to break off the protruding rocks and smash them on the heads of the zombies below.

This method is really feasible, one stone down, the crowded zombies are like bottles hit by a bowling ball, falling down one after another, life and death do not know.

The group of strikers were all smashed by stones, but in the face of the difference in numbers, it was the mantis arm that blocked the car, and the distance between the zombies and everyone soon began to close again.

Everyone fought and retreated, but beyond that was a straight cliff, and there was no way to retreat. The hillside was littered with fragmented zombie corpses, emitting a strong stench, rotting flesh and black blood mixed together and meandering down, forming puddles of water in the lower reaches of the hillside.

Everyone is already numb and can't smell the stench, so close, who hasn't splashed black blood on their bodies? There are even people who have sporadic carrion in their hair.

People's ** is the original sin of zombie madness, just like the deadly temptation of zombie crystal nucleation to people, some zombies fall, some zombies stand up, they are not at all as smart and rational as normal high-level zombies, afraid of death, like moths to the fire, one after another, adding bricks and tiles to the small black puddle.

At this time, Qiu Yiteng had completely seen the human form, the neat clothes of the past were now covered with explosives black ash and the black blood of zombies, his handsome eyebrows and eyes were blurred, one side of his chin was covered with a large lump of yellow mud, his hair was messed up into a chicken nest, and his black and white eyes were full of madness in the past, making him look like a beggar who had just rolled in the mud.

Qiu Yiteng, who had lost his image, gritted his teeth and condensed a big fireball again, his ability was the strongest in the entire team, but now...... It's about to run out!

The end of exhaustion.........

Qiu Yiteng closed his eyes, and the fireball in his hand flew accurately to the head of the third-order zombie that pounced on him.

What the hell should I do!! Qiu Yiteng clenched his fists, looking at the zombies that kept coming up under the mountain, his eyebrows were full of anger, this group of half-hung team members, in the face of life and death, burst out of strong potential, consciously squatting behind the rocks, those who have the ability to throw the ability, and those who have no ability to shoot guns and stones and throw bombs.

The scene is still controllable, once the ability is exhausted and the bullets are used up, it will change in an instant, and some zombies will even simply stop, and gather at the foot of the mountain in groups of three or five, and eat the same kind of game over first.

There is only one machine gun bullet, and there are at least tens of thousands of zombies under the mountain, even if the machine gunner saves and saves, it is impossible to stop for long, as long as the dense machine gun stops, the distance between the zombies and everyone will be shortened again, and casualties are inevitable......

Not only machine guns, but the 94 issued by the base to everyone are only equipped with one bullet, how many bullets can there be? Even if it can be modified to fire 50 rounds, it is only a few minutes. Some of them were too excited at first to shoot straight shots, but now the bullets have run out, and they are at a loss to look everywhere for weapons to take advantage of, but the bare mountains are nothing but stones and branches. Stone smashing zombies is almost the same, when the attack weapon does not work, too bulky, branches? The branches of the tree can't even pierce the body of a first-order zombie.

The base has long given up the old school of assigning cold weapons to tasks, except for a few soldiers whose guns are bayonets AK, and the guns can be used as machetes after the bullets are fired, the others are really unarmed, and can only frown and worry. If there is a tiger point, simply break the jar and break it, tear the clothes inside and wrap it in your hands, make a simple handguard boxing gauntlet, and prepare for direct hand-to-hand combat, either you die or I die.

When Qiu Yiteng finished letting go of the last fireball he could emit, "Dong" sat on the stone and gasped for breath, completely giving up the command. There's no way, there's no need, there are too many zombies, you can't hide from the first day of the first month, maybe half an hour, no, because you can't hold on for half an hour, fifteen minutes, ten minutes is possible, everyone's abilities are exhausted, the ammunition is exhausted, and the zombies who no longer stop pounced, and a group of unarmed people can take a few moves in their hands???

Qiu Yiteng had already anticipated the outcome of the death of everyone, including him, and his mind flashed through his life, thinking about his hard work, several births and deaths, before he climbed to today's official establishment. As a result, the wife has not found it, and the iron rice bowl is not hot, so she is going to die with the body of a virgin, and she lowers her head and can't help but feel a little sad, and covers her cheeks with her hands full of gunsmoke and blood, full of corpse smell, leaving sad tears, making several whites appear on the black pasty face, which is very funny.

The half-bucket of water in Hang'er Langdang didn't know that their chief was no longer good, gave up, and still tried his best to stop the zombies from going up the mountain, wanting to give themselves a faint chance to stock, less than the last second, who could say clearly?

Even Qiu Yiteng has become a beggar, even more in front of her, worse than African refugees, Jiang Yu'er's clothes are also stained with all kinds of zombie meat, but compared to everyone's solemnity, she is much more cheerful, touching the crystal nuclei in the storage bag, and stealing joy in her heart.

Qiu Yiteng knew that he couldn't find a way out and had no backup, everyone had to die, so the despair of dying was like a mountain pressing on him, making his breathing hurt, and his emotions were on the verge of collapse, everyone was fighting seriously, they didn't know at all, the satellite phone was broken, and the second team couldn't be contacted at all, or even the base, maybe this was no longer the northern base.

Where the hell is it? He doesn't know either!! What you don't know is the most terrifying.

Look at this boundless zombie, they can only kill eighty people, that is, there are no machine guns and no rockets, and even there are only thirty explosives, how can they stop the zombies from attacking.

"Captain!! There's so much of this stuff! There is no place to retreat! The machine gun is running out of bullets! Can you contact the base and let the second team, or a nearby team, come to the rescue!! ”

The machine gunner roared hoarsely, he rushed to the front, facing the endless zombies with teeth and claws, if it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't die, the belief that he wanted to go home hanged, he was afraid that he would have to kneel down with weak legs immediately, Rao was so, looking at the fewer and fewer machine gun bullets, the zombies getting closer and closer, his heart was like falling into a deep well, and he kept falling. I want to talk about "Rise from the Apocalypse" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~