Leng Hao didn't know about the "cold war" at home, and now he was holding his hands and looking at the turbulent river in front of him with some wonder.

"We've been walking for half an hour, and there's no corpse?"

Tang Yida on the side still jumped a little.

The last injury didn't seem to have had much of a psychological impact on him.

"Don't talk nonsense, Xu Manli and the others should have found it when they were scouting and fishing ahead, maybe we haven't arrived yet......"

Liu Feng, who was rebutting, suddenly widened his pupils and looked at the river in front of him.

"All on alert!"

Leng Hao immediately squatted down at this time, put his rifle on the guardrail of the deck, and the soldiers around him all looked at the river in front of him with nervous expressions.

In the distance, at least dozens of human bodies floated and fell in the river, like sacks.

"All dead people!"

Liu Feng pushed the pole in his hand away, and the body of the female survivor gradually disappeared in the washing of the river.

This is the norm for an ordinary survivor in the last days.

"Damn, can't these guys live? Lao Tzu is short of manpower here! ”

When people saw the floating human bodies floating down the river again, Leng Hao couldn't help but scold.

As a team leader who is developing rapidly, Leng Hao was still worried about manpower just now.

Seeing this scene now, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed in his heart, and the death of these survivors also ignited a trace of sympathy for Leng Hao.

"Help, help!"

At this moment, a somewhat weak voice came from a river not far from Leng Hao and them.

A man in a blue uniform holding a log in his hand is waving to the people.

"Quick, get this guy up!"

For this kind of single survivor who was in distress, Leng Hao and they would not worry at all.

Soon, the whole trembling and black-skinned survivor was rescued by people to the speedboat.

"Drink some hot water!"

Leng Hao personally brought a glass of water and handed it to the survivor.

Zhang Yubing, who had changed into dry clothes, shrunk his whole body into a section, and looked at the well-equipped unit in front of him with a look of fear.

"Thank you, sir, thank you."

After a while, Zhang Yubing relieved himself, and he was busy eating the compressed biscuits handed by Liu Feng and them, as if he wanted to fill his stomach.

"What's the situation with you people? How could so many people die in the river? ”

After waiting for him to eat for a while, Leng Hao asked.

"We, we ......"

Zhang Yubing looked at Leng Hao, who looked concerned in front of him, and suddenly tears flowed out of his eyes.

…………

Zhang Yubing is from a survivor base in southern Sichuan.

After the end of the world, relying on the rescue of the nearby police force, they survived the crisis in a panic.

Later, people found a decent farmhouse in the mountains, set up a camp, and gradually passed the beginning of the end times.

A lot happened during this period, but after a year, people finally made up their minds not to wait for the government's rescue and to redeem themselves.

Their base is on a cliff, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, but has a large area of land where food can be grown.

This brought Zhang Yubing a good prospect for their development, and the base once grew to a scale of nearly 1,000 people.

However, perhaps it was the smooth journey that made the leaders of the southern Sichuan base believe in their own strength too much.

While the people were ambitiously trying to radiate to the surrounding districts and counties to develop their teams, they came across a large colony of Amida protozoa.

These monsters followed the expedition to the gate of the southern Sichuan base and began a months-long siege.

In the beginning, thanks to the many mountain passes and ample ammunition reserves, people did not pay attention to these threats.

They have fought several beautiful counterattacks, destroying tens of thousands of clusters of Armida protozoa.

Anyway, with a large area of planting land and a few wells, Zhang Yubing thought that they would hold on like this until the day of victory.

However, as the battle continued, so did the hearts of the people, especially after the sacrifice of some warriors who bravely resisted.

Just five days ago, the leader of the South Sichuan base took about fifty of his henchmen down from a path behind the valley to the bottom of the cliff by the river, crossed the Yangtze River with the prepared inflatable valve and the like, and escaped!

After the news reached the base, the entire base was in chaos.

Someone tried to hold on, only to find that a large amount of ammunition was missing.

No one trusts the leadership of the base anymore, people only think about escaping from this place where even the chief has fled.

As a result, in this confusion, the defense line of the mountain, which people had held for a full month, was broken through by the Amida protozoa cluster.

The survivors of the loss of the organization were unable to organize an effective resistance, especially after the death of some of the elite police officers in the frontline fighting.

The original two reserve lines were all breached by the Amida protozoa within two days, and the last two or three hundred survivors found that they had been blocked on a cliff.

Food, ammunition, oil, they all threw it into the valley that they thought was unbreakable.

Leaning on the small cliff, the panicked survivors barely blew up the rocks, temporarily blocking the attack of the Armida protozoa.

However, they only have a total of thousands of rounds of ammunition, only food and water for each person to carry alone, and in the face of the dense crowd of Armida protozoa, the rest of the people know that their end has come.

Sure enough, in the early morning of the next day, after seeing a large number of Amida protozoa appear in front of people again, a female survivor grabbed a large piece of tree next to her and jumped down the Yangtze River from a high cliff.

Although she almost died, with the help of the log, the woman survived the river and slowly floated downstream.

The woman's actions made desperate people seem to see a shortcut.

Although many of the survivors who jumped off the cliff immediately died, it couldn't stop the luck in people's hearts.

"We don't have a choice, we might as well gamble our luck rather than die at the hands of those Amida protozoa!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Yubing cried again.

Who said that men don't shed tears, but they haven't reached the sad place.

Half a month ago, Zhang Yubing and the others were still encouraging each other, firmly believing that they could win this battle, and in just a few days, the entire battle situation became unrecognizable.

"Originally, originally, we could have won!"

When Zhang Yubing passed out in a coma, he kept muttering these words, his voice full of unwillingness and anger.