"What sound?"

Yang Nannan, who was squatting on the top of the huge rocks blocking the road at the intersection of the road, looked into the distance a little strangely.

Song Xiaya discussed with the women in private, and now that the team is under the command of Leng Hao, basically men can maintain respect for women.

However, the sometimes squinting eyes of some of the men in the team still made the women a little sensitive.

Therefore, Song Xiaya and He Qing have been working hard to promote the role of women in the team.

There is no problem with the logistics of cooking, but they also need to use firearms and participate in the guard.

No one can pin their safety on others, and this is the truth of this society.

Today was the first time that their female soldiers had served on a guard mission, and a faint sharp voice came from a distance, which suddenly made Yang Nannan vigilant.

After discussing with Xu Rongrong beside her, she jumped off the sentry along the rope and went to report to Wang Wei, who was training newcomers.

By the time the veteran stepped up to the sentry post, the distant whistle had become more and more distinct.

Wang Wei's eyes narrowed, and he frowned as he looked at the stumbling figure in a pale yellow jacket in the distance.

Wang Wei's memory is very good, and the figure that almost moved on the road was Jian Xiyun, who went out this morning.

Why is it that only the girl comes back alone, she is still constantly blowing the whistle, this is definitely problematic.

He quickly made arrangements.

"Li Haoran, you go and call Captain Ya and them over, Zhang Ye takes the gun, and let's go."

When Jian Xiyun, who was already showing swelling of her calves, informed Song Xiaya of the general situation, the atmosphere of the entire base suddenly became serious.

"I'll leave immediately with the battle group, and everyone will carry the last reserve of ammunition!"

In the shouts of the veterans, Zhang Ye, Ma Tian, and the old men of the rat expedition began to check the equipment one by one without saying a word.

"I arrived with the boys, carrying that heavy machine gun! The women were not physically fit enough and stayed at the base. ”

Li Xinhong, who had just recovered from his injury, added.

Leng Hao, the captain, has saved countless people, and the entire rat expedition team was established by him, and no one wants to lose such a captain who they agree with.

Not to mention, the parking lot and factory building in Jian Xiyun's words, those things are all necessities for team development.

In less than ten minutes, Wang Wei set off with the combat group.

Among them, there is Jian Xiyun who is carried on a stretcher, and people need girls to guide them.

They were followed by the technical school students led by Li Xinhong, and the sixteen boys led by Rayong were much more rudimentary in their weapons.

Two crossbows with not many arrows, a few knives, and some people holding steel pipes that had been removed from billboards.

But Rayong: They don't have any objections.

These teenagers used to close their eyes and wait for death in school, and they swore that they would repay Leng Hao for saving them, and now is the time.

When the men at the base set off, Song Xiaya didn't say a word and set off.

"Yaya, with them gone, it's useless for us to go, right?"

Xu Manli asked with some hesitation.

"I don't know if it's useful, I just know that I can't see Leng Hao, and my heart can't be quiet."

Wang Wei: They miscalculated rationality, something that women lacked.

At this time, Song Xiaya didn't care about the existence of any base or the future of everyone.

She only knew that she wanted to see the young master, the young master who took her around, but lived more and more happily.

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As mankind entered the 21st century, military science and technology developed rapidly.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the destructive power of human beings is enough to take care of the entire earth, and it is not impossible to destroy even the solar system.

But without those high-end weapons, the firearms used by ordinary soldiers are not too powerful.

A magazine of 30 bullets, even if they hit, they can't stop the surge of the "crowd".

Not to mention that in modern warfare, the main purpose of individual weapons is to suppress firepower, not to kill the enemy accurately.

With Jiang Mingrui's support, Leng Hao, they only stood up for a moment, and they could only flee towards Jiajia Supermarket in embarrassment.

"Quick, quick, we'll be safe upstairs!"

When Leng Hao and the four of them stumbled down the small stairs to the second floor of Jiajia Supermarket, the four of them collapsed on the ground almost at the same time.

"Woo!"

Just behind them, a large number of Armida protozoa swarmed into the tiny supermarket.

It's like the crowd that poured in from the supermarket in the past, but the supermarket goods they care about are just four living people.

"Quick, Jiang Mingrui, block the stairs with a cabinet!"

Looking at the college student who was trying to use a bayonet against the monster who was about to go upstairs, Leng Hao shouted in a hurry.

The first floor of this Jiajia supermarket is a small supermarket, while the second floor is a storage room, and the third floor is the owner's residence.

Although the food in the storage room has been swept away, there are still a lot of toiletries, cardboard boxes, pots and pans, and basins.

Under the threat of life and death, the exhausted Leng Hao and the others constantly threw all kinds of debris downstairs, trying to block the monsters from ascending.

However, this method apparently failed after several parasites waved their arms to block and rush up to the second floor.

"Dada, dada!"

Jiang Mingrui fired the last bullet in his rifle, and the four of them looked at the parasite lying in a pool of blood, as well as the many infected people who rushed up the steps behind it.

"Go up to the third floor, quick!"

Leng Hao was the first to react, he remembered that in the online articles he had read before, there was once a protagonist who was best at using all kinds of furniture to block buildings, and then killed a lot of zombies.

When people rushed up to the third floor, the claws of an infected person who rushed to the front almost grabbed Gao Shiping's back.

"Nima!"

Leng Hao, who turned around, smashed the bench in his hand on the top of this guy's head, knocked it to the ground, and dragged the old master back.

"Bang!"

"Smack!"

Jiang Mingrui and Wang Xiaohui, who were gasping for breath, didn't say a word, and pushed all the sofa cabinets in the room to the stairs. It's barely blocking the space.

But these actions only kept people safe for a few minutes.

Listening to the sound of the monsters under the stairs constantly banging on the cabinet and tearing the sofa, Leng Hao and the others all turned pale.

These monsters are completely different from the mentally retarded zombies in the online article!

After only a few minutes of rest, Leng Hao looked at the sofa that had been completely torn and scolded secretly.

"Dismantle things, that rice cooker is good, bring it to me!"

Leng Hao wants to live, everyone present wants to live, and they won't give up until the last moment.