After the commander's words were finished, our leading squad leader immediately continued to rush forward without looking back: "Battle formation, sisters, up!" ”

We were in the front on the right, and at the moment we were at the vanguard of about ten squads in front and behind.

On our right side, right front, front, right back, and back, the commanders of each squad came from several relatively close places.

As soon as everyone came down, they quickly changed formations with the personnel in the rear, and the personnel on the center and left immediately ran towards the farther left position.

The remaining ten or so detachments quickly dispersed their positions, maintaining a flat orientation and rushing towards the group of walking corpses that had appeared in front of them.

A few men with guns and uniforms of the same color as us were being chased by the walking corpses and fled towards us with panicked faces, they should be the Central Volunteers who had suffered heavy losses.

Looking at the resolute faces of the people beside me, I suddenly understood what the sabers were meant to give us above.

No matter what happens, it is an irrevocable fact that we are just ordinary people in the first place, and it is impossible for us to survive and be born soldiers.

If you use guns in the process of dealing with the walking corpse, the requirements for accuracy are very high, no matter how big their body is, but they must be aimed at the head, for ordinary people like us who were born to only see guns in Hong Kong police movies, it takes a lot of time to familiarize us with guns, and skillfully use them to be able to casually shoot the walking corpse in the head, which is very unrealistic.

In comparison, it would be much better to teach them to fight some close-quarters broadsword battles that cooperate with each other.

Better control and no need to think too much about accuracy.

As for the guns and cannons, they need to lock the sky, and the surname is high, and the team like them can use it to get the desired effect, otherwise even if it is rashly rationed to the soldiers, it will be just a waste.

For example, the few people in front of them who were chased by the two hundred or so walking corpses, they all had submachine guns in their hands, if it was someone from Team C, just a few, even if it was not easy, they could completely deal with it with a few people, at least they would not fall to the point of fleeing in such a hurry.

The Central Volunteer Army should also be just ordinary citizens who have been called up to serve as soldiers, and even if they have received rigorous training, they will not be very proficient in the mastery of guns.

No wonder the old man in military uniform looked so angry when he knew that the Central Volunteers were sent to the battlefield.

But it is inevitable, after all, it is impossible not to guard the West Gate, but looking at the current situation, if the 1,000 soldiers who came in are not strong, it is not impossible for the Central Volunteer Army to be wiped out outside the West Gate today.

The detachment leader shouted at the few people who had safely run to the back of our team, "Retreat! Rest before retreating to the main camp! “

The men shouted in response, and then quickened their pace and ran back.

Immediately, the detachment leader gave us the order to fight: "Annihilation!" ”

"Yes!!"

At this moment, we have come face to face with the walking corpse, and our flat formation is very good to prevent the embarrassing scene of one person rushing to the corpse group and the rear unable to follow immediately.

Everyone spread out and started to the walking corpse almost one-on-one.

I may not be able to keep up with them, but I pick up a big knife and cut the walking corpse, and my proficiency is completely comparable to that of the members of Team C!

With a long knife in his hand, he didn't need to kick them over again, and he could aim at the head and slash at the head at a distance of about a meter or so from the walking corpse.

Their heads, perhaps because of the virus, are like plasticine that has not been frozen, and when they go down, their skulls are immediately split in two.

I found out this from the first day I took Yangyang out to look for food, maybe because of the virus, their body tissues are much harder than their heads.

Perhaps this is the only flaw that nature has left for this seemingly invulnerable virus, where they are the deadliest and most vulnerable.

After slashing three walking corpses in quick succession, the girl who had been beside me suddenly screamed.

I hurriedly turned my head to look over, and at this moment her knife clicked on the erect neck of one of the walking corpses, and she was full of confusion and wanted to withdraw the knife, but she had no choice but to die, and there was already a circle around her, at least four or five walking corpses.

But after all, she was trained, and although she was visibly frightened, she still leaned her back against the tree, stretching out her legs and kicking over the walking corpse closest to her.

Without hesitation, I drew my knife and turned around and rushed towards her.

The corner of her eye immediately swept to me rushing towards her, and her eyes glared and shouted, "Watch out behind you!" ”

When I heard this, I clenched the long knife in my hand suddenly, and turned and slashed at my body fiercely, and before I could see the appearance of the walking corpse behind me, I realized that his head had flown into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, and then the only head left was still screaming at my open mouth in the wah.

Without a pause, I ran quickly towards the girl, swinging my knife and slashing at another walking corpse that approached her.

"You hold on—" The girl let out a terrible cry as I shouted at her, slashing at the other walking corpse.

Half of the head of the walking corpse in front of me was cut off with a knife, and I jerked my head up at the girl...

A walking corpse with half of its scalp was now tearing the flesh of the tendons from her neck.

The girl was so excited by the pain that she screamed and lost all her strength to resist.

I stood there and looked at the girl in front of me whose yellow uniform was rapidly stained red with blood, the despair and horror in her eyes, and the deep nostalgia in her eyes.

She didn't want to die, but she was sure to die.

I froze in place, stunned as the other walking corpse bit her a second bite.

At this moment, a yellow figure beside him flashed quickly, and then there was a bang in the next second! The girl who screamed a second ago had already appeared in a bloody hole in her head, and her eyes were still wide open.

It was a woman with a small head who quickly withdrew her pistol, drew her long knife, and quickly rushed towards the walking corpses surrounding the girl in front of her.

I couldn't get stunned anymore, so I gritted my teeth and rushed forward.

This time I was so ruthless that almost all the heads of the walking corpses that died under my hands were turned into mud.

When the walking corpses were finally completely dealt with and the two began to chase after the front team, the woman gave me a quick look: "Fighting is not a play, put away your children's affections, the weak can only die here!" Let's take a look left and right, how many corpses are lying here, continue to maintain the attitude you just had, and you will be the next person to fall. ”

Hearing this, I was stunned for a moment, did not stop the steps under my feet, glanced left and right, and my pupils immediately contracted violently.

...... At some point, in the procession of the walking corpses where the code fell, there were men and women in yellow uniforms mixed with bloodstains.

Those men are supposed to be the Central Volunteer Corps who died here before, and those women... It was the teammates who were still with us ten minutes ago and promised to defeat the returnees.

I can't bear to look at it anymore, I'm a hypocritical person, and if I look at it again, I can't help but think about a lot of messy things, and when the time comes, my brain will be out of control, maybe it will really be like this woman said, and I will be the next to fall.

The team leader and his party have rushed to a considerable distance in front, this woman should have belonged to the rear guard before, I fell behind because I wanted to save the trapped girl, and came together with her, but it doesn't matter, I didn't have a specific position in the first place, and now this state of not fully recognizing reality is not suitable for being the vanguard.

As I tried my best to keep up with the team in front, I touched the pistol pinned to my waist and turned to the woman and asked, 'Is this gun rationed to free us from ourselves, or the people next to us?' ”

The woman ran ahead of me, and when she heard this, she glanced back, and there was no expression on her face: "I hope these bullets are used against the walking corpses." ”

I didn't say anything more, and when I looked back, the girl was completely out of sight.

Retracting my eyes and gritting my teeth again, I quickened my pace and tried to keep up with the woman in front of me.

The detachment captain and they have to cut down the walking corpses from time to time in front, the speed will naturally slow down slightly, and the two of us quickly chased after them, the two hundred number of walking corpses, except for some of the more concentrated, the rest are very loose, although our rear guard corps will clean up the single walking corpse that falls, the detachment leader has given the order to destroy it before, and the attitude of everyone is that they will never leave a living mouth.

The walking corpse team had been almost wiped out, and the rest of the guard had picked up speed to catch up, and soon we were back in formation.

Five or six people in small groups, separated by some distance from each other.

The detachment leader spoke into the walkie-talkie on his chest: "Report to the commander, the walking corpse team has been wiped out." ”

The commander's voice came back from there: "Well done. ”

Soon, the players on the center and left gradually returned to their original positions.

A group of us kept running forward on the road, and none of us pulled down.

The commander shouted to the detachment leader and asked, "How many people are lost?" ”

I don't know how the squad leader counted, but she replied with a very accurate number: "Thirteen." ”