Chapter 272: Going to Nima's Reason
"Let's work together!"
Gao Shiping pulled his throat and shouted loudly, beside him, Liu Siyuan and the others and Jian Xiyun and the girls raised the flat burden on their shoulders one by one and used their strength to eat.
"1, 2, 3, up!"
The heavy machinery slowly lifted off the ground and slowly rose, but the people struggled more and more.
The various parts of this machine are abnormally shaped, which makes it difficult for people to exert force.
"Ouch!"
Suddenly, Jian Xiyun in the crowd let out a cry of pain, and her arm seemed to be sprained.
As Jian Xiyun lost her strength, the entire crowd fell down one after another like dominoes, and the heavy machinery fell heavily to the ground, leaving only people who were touching their shoulders and in pain.
"What are you doing? One more time, one more time! ”
"Didn't you see those dead comrades? Didn't you see them fighting in front of you? ”
Gao Shiping didn't help the injured women at all, but ripped off his shirt with a big heart, revealing his thin muscles, and once again stood under the flat shoulder.
The women wept silently, but they got up on their hands and feet and continued to try to carry them.
They don't have time to explain, and every minute and second now is what people have to buy with their lives.
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"Ahhh
Leng Hao's hand had been replaced by a Type 95 rifle with a bayonet, and this kind of stabbing was more useful.
The defensive line on the high street is even more fragile.
The fiercely burning line of fire can only block the front, and those Armida's protozoa that come around from both sides can only rely on him to solve it.
"Collapse!"
Wang Wei has even begun to use crossbow arrows, and people's ammunition reserves have now been reduced to a terrible level.
"Captain Leng Hao, you go and move the machine, and we'll do the rest."
When a large number of Amida protozoa corpses crushed the burning fire, Zhang Xiaomeng and Li Bing glanced at each other, turned to look at Leng Hao, and said a little calmly.
One after another, sweaty and black-and-gray soldiers, loaded their last magazines onto their rifles, and some even began to insert bayonets into the heads of Type 95 rifles.
The last moment for people has come.
"This production line, the bullets produced, will help us kill a few more monsters in the future."
The words spoken by a very young little soldier made Leng Hao want to cry.
"It's a big deal, we don't need these things, let's retreat."
Leng Hao wanted to retreat a little.
"No kidding, guys."
"We are here to be stronger in the future. For this purpose, everything should be paid! ”
"I'll leave it to you later."
Zhang Xiaomeng took one last look at Leng Hao, and his gaze swept over the members of the rat expedition team who were also covered with black and gray faces.
"All bayonets, the 35th Division will never retreat!"
With Li Bing's roar from the depths of his chest, the exhausted soldiers stood up, raised their rifles, and began the final shot.
A tall, arm-long soldier shook off his depleted rifle and stepped forward, brandishing a bayonet and piercing the head of a parasite.
At the same time, he was surrounded by several infected people who pounced on him.
"I'll go first!"
Looking at this bloody warrior who was obviously already infected, he was still trying to fight, he was just trying to delay time.
The tears on Leng Hao's face made him unable to even breathe.
"You, you!"
", move the machinery! Don't let us die in vain! ”
When one soldier after another launched a final charge towards the rushing Amida's protozoa cluster, Zhang Xiaomeng yelled at Leng Hao with tears on his face.
"Brothers, let's go."
"My daughter will leave it to you in the future."
The veteran's blood-red eyes put the bayonet on the rifle and walked towards the front line: "The 13th Group Army, the 42nd Division, the 3rd Company of the 2nd Battalion, Sergeant Wang Wei, return!" ”
Infected by these hot-blooded soldiers, not only Wang Wei, but even Li Xinhong and Zhang Ye were all blood-red and began to use bayonets.
The last days are already difficult, and no one knows that tomorrow and the unexpected will come sooner.
It may not be a blessing to be able to fight and die with these brave soldiers and not to experience those future hardships again!
"I'm going to Nima, I command you to come back, don't die!"
"Lao Tzu has money, money, what production line, Lao Tzu will buy it later!"
Leng Hao roared a little frantically.
"Get out, get out!"
What answered him was the roars of Zhang Xiaomeng and Li Bing.
Leng Hao knew that if he was sensible, he should listen to the words of the soldiers, work hard to carry those machines, and then retreat, so that he could live.
But go to Nima's sanity!
He didn't want these people to die.
These comrades-in-arms who have fought together until now are far closer than all the friends Leng Hao has met in peacetime before.
"Ma Tian, you go and carry things, Lao Tzu ......"
Just as Leng Hao's eyes were red and he strode forward, Zhang Xiaomeng and Li Bing's faces changed, and the two of them twisted around and grabbed Leng Hao's arm, dragging Leng Hao backwards.
Behind them, one serviceman after another fired the last bullet and charged forward with bayonets.
Zhang Xiaomeng and the others have long discussed that Leng Hao, who is alone and pulls up a team, is far more suitable for this era than them.
This captain, who came from among the survivors and was unanimously agreed by the soldiers, cannot die here!
"Let go of Lao Tzu, you Nima's, let go of Lao Tzu!"
Leng Hao struggled desperately.
Now he has long forgotten what TV series, what pig's feet, he is a part of this world, and these people around him are his closest brothers!
"Boom!"
At this moment, a chaotic sound of footsteps sounded in the distance.
All the people looked at the other end of the shopping street in surprise, could it be that the Amida protozoa had surrounded all the people?
"Whew, whew, whew."
Forty or fifty tired soldiers, dressed in battle camouflage and armed with Type 95 rifles, appeared in front of the people.
In the middle of these soldiers, Chief of Staff Zhao Deming, who was tied to a stretcher and had a prosthetic leg on his right foot, was looking at Leng Hao and their eyes widened.
"Quick! Put me down and hold the position ahead! ”
Zhao Deming's eyes burst out of the corner of his eyes and looked at the soldiers in the distance who were fighting bloodily in the encirclement of the Amida protozoa, and shouted angrily.
The troops withdrawn from Lujiakou finally rushed back.
"Hurry, hurry!"
Leng Hao seemed to have been injected with chicken blood at this time, and he actually used his strength to shake off the two soldiers Zhang Xiaomeng and Li Bing who were holding his arms.
Then Leng Hao picked up the war knife that had just been inserted here, like a fierce lion, and rushed towards those Amida protozoa.
"Reinforcements are coming, all for Lao Tzu to come back, don't die!"