The short-haul communicator was inserted in He Chao's jacket pocket, occasionally emitting a "crackling" electronic noise.

There are a few more rules to follow at night than during the day. Similar communicators are available to all watchers. Including He Chao, a short report is made every ten minutes. The contact language is also a common name, which can be a small story familiar to followers. For example, everyone knows "My dad is so-and-so", and the warden who first reports in the newsletter will use the first word at the beginning of the story as a contact language. He would say "my dad", the next vigilante would pick up "so-and-so" in the com, the third person would be "dog officer", and the fourth would be "bastard...... in short, and so on.

This kind of timed contact is more like a game, a kind of small talk to pass the time. The rules and secrets are all set by the followers. Only they can understand what it means. Surviving in an environment full of danger of death requires tacit cooperation. They're used to it, and they've developed a variety of contact signals.

I don't know why, He Chao always has a faint uneasiness.

He is not infected.

However, humans also have the potential to sense danger, that is, intuition.

It was pitch black everywhere, and even the chirping of small insects was hard to hear.

In fact, the quieter it is, the more it represents safety. This has become a consensus among followers. Murderous corpses are not in the habit of approaching their targets lightly. They are more like a bunch of reckless men who don't understand anything, and only kill and eat meat with their savagery and strength. Maybe they'll get rid of this problem as they evolve, but for now, the Zombies are only slightly better than the Barbarians.

He Chao doesn't like the night. He likes the day. Although the scorching sun made the ground extremely hot, He Chao felt that it was the normal welfare that men should enjoy———— the reason is simple, women like summer, and they easily occupy the whole season with all kinds of cool clothes. In peacetime, He Chao likes to sit in the shady corner of the street and watch the beauties coming and going on the street. White flowers' thighs and arms are all over the street, and different styles of suspender skirts will make the hormones in a man's body soar. It is no wonder that the crime rate in society has remained high at that time, and the news of erotic mania touching women often broke out in subway buses.

Oh, yes! Sun...... When is dawn?

Thinking and reality should coincide. He Chao had such a thought in his mind, and his eyes really saw a point of light in the darkness.

It is small and hangs in the sky like a star.

He Chao knew it wasn't a star.

Because it moves.

The other two people sitting in the bunker also noticed a point of light in the night sky. They squinted at each other for a moment, feeling curious.

"Hey! Do you see that? What is that? ”

"An oversized firefly?"

He Chao did not participate in this self-righteous humorous discussion. He clenched his assault rifle in both hands, and countless thoughts swirled wildly through his mind. A cold sweat broke out from his back. For a few seconds, He Chao felt the muscles in his shoulders become stiff, and he felt the urge to stand up and run away.

"Bastard, that's the enemy!"

Suddenly, He Chaomeng grabbed the intercom from his pocket, pressed the button hard, and roared in a rough and frantic tone: "Get up, everyone get up." There is a case! Helicopters were spotted in the northwest direction. Repeat, there are helicopters approaching us! ”

That point of light in the night sky was the searchlight on the front of the helicopter. He Chao had seen similar scenes in movies before, but he didn't expect to encounter the real thing today.

The plane had been hovering in the air, a little far from where the train was. The roar of the "rumble" engine was heard far away in the dead field. It quickly changed direction and flew in this direction. Getting closer and closer, and then it began to decrease, and the brightness of the light point also increased, turning into a dazzling light cluster.

Suddenly, He Chao heard a not far behind him with a not very loud, but clearly distinguishable roar. Turning his head, He Chao saw two red flames rushing from the direction of the train.

That's two rockets.

The launch location is on the side of the train, or some sentry bunker in the same direction as there. Their actual form was not visible in the darkness, only the flames that erupted from the tail of the projectile. The energy that was burning was detached into thin lines in the air, but the speed of flight was incredibly fast. He Chao was so shocked that he didn't even have time to speak, he could only follow them with his gaze, watching as the red streamer flashed in front of him and flew towards the dazzling white light that was gradually expanding in the distance.

"Boom!"

A blazing fireball suddenly flashed into the night sky, almost the size of a truck. This is still an estimate made by He Chao from a visual inspection at a long distance. He saw that the helicopter was instantly enveloped in a fireball, and the entire body suddenly flashed in the firelight, and most of it was engulfed in the darkness. The broken fuselage made a piercing sound of metal tearing, and the long tail broke off from the middle, completely losing its balance and turning into a large mass of burning scattered parts, falling from the sky.

After all, visual sight is not as accurate as that of instrumental observation. When the burning wreckage fell from the sky and fell to the ground with a huge roar, He Chao felt the vibration from under his feet, and suddenly understood that the location of the plane was still quite a distance away from him, not less than three hundred meters.

In a dark world, the flame is the most striking symbol. The watchmen straightened up from their bunkers and looked towards the crash point. The floor was littered with burning parts, and the jet gasoline spilled on the ground caused a fire, creating a light source covering an area of more than hundreds of square meters.

He Chao turned around again, and in the dense night, he saw several vague figures who were busy. The lights are always in place in the team, especially the trains parked on the tracks, and the power supply is cut off after dark. Of course, things like flashlights, candles, lighters, etc., are allowed, but only within the scope of permission.

The locomotive is the heart of the train, the importance of the fuel tank is self-evident, and the cargo box full of supplies must also ensure safety. As long as there is no light nearby, the possibility of the train being attacked in the dark is very small.

He Chao knew that the captains, including Liu Tianming, had special abilities. Apparently, they found out about the helicopter long before themselves. Otherwise, it would not have been possible to shoot it down in such a short time.

Cheers erupted all around. Any news of victory is enough to boost morale. In the excitement, many people got up from the outer bunkers, more people stepped out of the carriages, and a few people who were overly excited even ran towards the still burning wreckage of the plane to see what was going on.

"Damn it! Stop, don't pass! ”

He Chao roared like crazy, but his roar was useless———— there were too many people around, hundreds of people talking to each other, shouting loudly, whistling, praising and exclaiming...... All kinds of chaotic voices mixed with each other, completely suppressing the warning from He Chao. Even if the two followers around him were aware of it, they only turned around and looked at him with amazement.

After all, followers are not soldiers in the true sense of the word. It is undeniable that they have stronger combat power than ordinary people, and they are also struggling to survive in the chaotic world of the virus outbreak. Followers have many ways to deal with mutant creatures, especially after receiving Gu Kegang's long-term training, their combat effectiveness has increased significantly. This is their strength, but the disadvantage is equally obvious———— followers have little discipline, and the rules set by Liu Tianming only bring them together. After all, under the premise of the collapse of the basic framework of society, the word "discipline" is no different from the stinky shit in a puddle on the side of the road.

"Don't go over! Get down on your stomach and don't stand that high! ”

He Chao roared as he stretched out his strong and powerful arm, forcibly pressed the shoulders of the two followers beside him, and firmly pressed them to the ground. With a warning in his mouth, He Chao bent down and jumped out of cover. He turned on the communicator, sounded a series of warnings in a frightened voice, and ran to the nearest other bunker, stopping the others in the same way.

These later followers did not experience a battle in the true sense of the word!

It's not that He Chao has a high vision, but he thinks that killing a few murderous corpses in the ruins of the city and showing off the body remains of mutated creatures in front of people like a medal can only be regarded as a game. Of course, it is definitely more advanced than playing with children, and it is very dangerous. But in any case, it must not be considered a battle.

Although the corpses are evolving, they are far less intelligent than humans. They don't use firearms, and are almost like a bunch of barbarians from ancient times.

Although lions and tigers are scary, they are beasts after all, and humans have many ways to deal with them. The same is true for murderous corpses, fighting in the ruins of a city is actually like hunting.

As for the fighting...... He Chao has always believed that only the team leader Liu Tianming and the ones they have experienced are the real battles.

None of them are ordinary people.

Screams erupted from the cheering crowd.

From different positions, several figures fell. The exploding blood could not be seen in the darkness, and from where He Chao was, he could only see a few shadows splashed from the human body, as well as the corpses lying on the ground twisted and lying on the ground, either struggling for their lives, or simply motionless, stiff.

The terrible reality works better than any verbal warning. Finding that the people on the plane were not killed, but were still lurking in the distance and shooting, the cheering followers immediately dispersed, lowered their heads, cursed with fear and rage, and looked for their opponents with wide eyes. Only a few unlucky people who did not listen to the call were left lying on the ground, and even the bitter howl could not change the reality of dying.

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