"Boss!"

The delicate and lovely little nurse Lin Lu threw herself into her arms, and Zhao Jialin, who was 185 tall, threw herself into her arms, so what's going on?

But...... A tight hug, the blood was hot.

"How's the troop?" I don't have time to talk to each other about what happened in the past few days since the last parting, and my main concern is how many people are left in my 147th Wing. Jia Zheng's 2nd detachment has been enriched with almost 1oo people, and now the entire 2nd detachment can't come, Zhao Mo and Wang Zhicheng took part of the 3rd detachment to rescue the United University, and now they are still on the way to get closer to me, Zhao Jialin is in his hands is the 1st detachment, the 4th detachment and the female soldier detachment, but the 4th detachment is mainly a technical branch, and the female soldier detachment is originally less, and now how many people are left in Zhao Jialin's hands, I really dare not overestimate.

At this time, the gunfire in the vicinity never stopped, and helicopters and drones flew low in the sky from time to time. In the night, you can also see fires rising in many places, some places caused by the use of incendiary bombs by the troops, and some survivors who have no way to escape hide in the building, and then light the flames as a distress signal, of course, it is not excluded that desperate people set fire to burn themselves and the zombies together.

In addition to the sound of gunfire, the roars of zombies, the terrible cries for help, and the screams of despair also rose one after another, and the entire burning fortress seemed to fall into hell. At that moment, I thought of Milistinus, who was about to be contributed by the orcs of Mordo in "The Lord of the Rings". The battle of Milastinas was the last battle in Middle-earth, and in the end, after the reinforcements of the Rohan cavalry, especially the ghost army summoned by Aragorn, the Human Alliance defeated the Orc army of Modo, and won a victory that was full of corpses and ruins.

But will we win?

"The battle damage has reached 2o%." To my question, Zhao Jialin answered me with a sad face, he led the main force of our wing, arrived in this area two hours ago, and now, with the steel rope factory at the intersection as the main position, the battle has been going on. Because of the high rate of battle losses, Zhao Jialin had already shrunk the defensive line and arranged the team in the steel rope factory building and the steel mill across the street, and the two fire points formed an angle to support each other.

"Is there an internal infection?" Although the 2o% battle loss is very heavy, I am concerned about the infection, if there is another internal infection on this battle damage, then we don't have to defend this place, in that case, the collapse of the entire army may also occur at any time.

The good news is that Zhao Jialin replied to me: "Except for the injured mutations, there is no sudden infection in the team at present." Our battle lines are relatively open, with teams of 3 people as the most basic combat unit, and the distance between each combat team can ensure that the next team has enough time to react when one of the teams is infected. ”

This is also something that we usually pay great attention to training, and Jia Zheng's 2nd detachment is not without practice, but he has not pulled out the troops in the station, and the space that can be deployed in the station is smaller. But this is certainly not the main reason, the more important reason is that Zhao Jialin's department has previously pulled to a more remote resort, and the probability of being infected is slightly lower. If that's the case, we should evacuate to the wilderness, to a place with fewer people, but now we don't have that opportunity, and we can find a safe enough place in the wilderness.

Let's fight first, this is our mission, there is no choice.

With the addition of the heavy troops of the 7th Division, I asked Zhao Jialin to gather the troops deployed in the steel mill and let the troops of the 7th Division guard the steel mill. The heavy troops of the 7th Division were assigned to me only one composite company, and their equipment and soldier quality were much better, but after all, there were few people, so I could only put them in the steel mill to defend against the zombies from the west, while my main force was in the steel rope factory to defend against the zombies from the north. Behind us is a canal that has been expanded from the original irrigation canal to the outside of the city, which is an important wharf for loading and unloading food supplies. After crossing the river and further south, it is the defensive wall of the fortress.

Now, we're only a few kilometers from the defensive wall, and we're just a few minutes away by car, but many of us are destined to never make it to those last few kilometers.

While the 7th Division and my troops were changing guards at the steel mills, the fighting on the periphery did not stop, while some of the doctors, nurses, and survivors we had escorted from the General Hospital crossed the bridge over the river behind us and continued to move south until we left the city, and after leaving the city, we were transferred to the military airfield in the theater.

Border, Xia Qingmeng, and their children were all in the team moving south, and they were in the same armored bus, as well as some nurses from the general hospital and a dozen babies who had recently been born. There were also some newborns in a few cars in the back, but the number of newborns was really scarce relative to the population that the fortress accommodated. But one way or another, these newborns are our hope, not only the hope of this fortress, but even the hope of humanity. They haven't been infected yet, which means that they already have antibodies in their bodies, and it is even certain that they are immune like me, as long as they grow up, even if we all die in the end, they may be able to continue human civilization.

Parting, I always have to send them off, I have known the boundary and Qingmeng since childhood, met after the disaster, parted after the encounter, met again after parting, parted again after meeting, parted again after meeting, only this time, maybe the last. I vaguely felt that I would not be able to go to the airport, maybe I would die in the rope factory at Qiaotou, or I would be transferred to another place as the situation changed, but I felt that I could not go to the airport.

"Brother Hao." Qingmeng said that she couldn't get out of bed and walk at this time, but she didn't care so much, ran down from the field ambulance she was riding in, and hugged me tightly. A long, long time ago, when the boundary called "Sister Qingmeng", I was not tempted by Qingmeng, seeing that she could walk with the boundary and have the crystallization of love, I blessed them at the same time, my heart was also slightly sour. At this time, Qingmeng hugged me tightly, I patted her vest, and many past events came to mind.

Something suddenly occurred to me, and I turned my head and asked the border standing on the side: "Did my nephew take a name?" ”

"It's not time yet." The face of the boundary was worried, in such an apocalypse, it is difficult for adults to live, let alone a baby, but in front of Qingmeng, he can only say casually: "Qingmeng said to let you, who is an uncle, take it." ”

"I don't read much, don't scare me." I smiled, Qingmeng let go of me, and smiled, her face was very pale, and she could see that her body was very weak, but she was not as anxious as the border, in fact, many times men are stronger than women, and the more desperate women are, the more resilient they are. I looked at the two little ones and said, "But the surname Bian is still quite special, since his father is called Border, his son is called Border, it is smooth, and it is very meaningful." ”

"This one does." The boundaries have no opinion, and he laughs.

At this time, Zhao Yingluo pulled a little girl over, it was the little princess Cheng Qingqing in our big family, this child still didn't talk much, although he was only more than five years old and less than six years old, but his big eyes knew that he was a beauty embryo at a glance. Zhao Yingluo handed Qingqing to me and said, "Qingqing wants to see my brother." ”

I squatted down and hugged this crystal clear little girl, and said, "My brother is in the car, so, light, you follow Aunt Qingmeng and my brother, and go to the back and wait for us." ”

Cheng Qingqing was originally full of curiosity about a newborn little brother, but when she heard me say this, her face changed instantly, she leaned on me tightly, and looked at me with tears in her eyes and shook her head vigorously, in fact, she is usually a little afraid of me, and I am not as good at coaxing children as Zhao Jialin. But at this time, she clearly revealed that she didn't want to leave me, I know that it's not that I've become so attractive, and even a little Lori who is less than six years old can't do without me, but relative to us, the boundary and Qingmeng are stranger in her eyes. After being frightened so much, the little girl instinctively trusted the people she knew better.

I could only coax her to say, "Light and obedient, we will stay and fight monsters, and when we are done fighting monsters, we will join you." You're an older sister now, can you help Aunt Qingmeng take care of your younger brother? I promise you, when we get back, I'll find you your favorite teddy bear for you. ”

Like all little girls, Light also loves stuffed animals, especially teddy bears, this toy touched her, and the look on her face finally loosened, and she opened her mouth, but finally did not speak, but touched my face with her little hand. I handed her over to Qingmeng, and I didn't need to say anything more, Qingmeng understood what I meant. Before following Qingmeng into the car, Qingqing looked back at me again, and then suddenly broke free of Qingmeng's hand and ran to me and asked, "Then can I give my brother a toy to play with?" "She really doesn't speak much, but when she does, it makes us adults have mixed feelings.

I hugged the little girl and said, "Of course, you still have to teach your brother how to play, you are an older sister, but when your brother grows up, you have to tell him that he is a man, and a man must protect his loved ones." She didn't understand this, but she nodded thoughtfully. I patted her on the head and said let's go, she stared at me deeply, and then hesitantly turned around and followed Qingmeng into the car.

"Brother Hao." Boundary stood in front of me, the expression on his face was complicated, especially, full of guilt.

I knew what he was thinking, so I patted him on the shoulder and said, "Shame on you?" It's right to be ashamed, but men, if you leave your wife and children behind, is there any point in talking about those high-sounding truths? Don't mind, except for Qingmeng, you have to organize people to protect those babies well, none of them are missing, you and Qingmeng have to have a few more, preferably daughters, and when my son is born, I will give you a round. ”

"Giving birth to a son?" Boundary finally showed a proud face, and said, "That also depends on ability." But my son is ready-made, you hurry up and give birth to a few daughters, anyway, your daughter's mothers are very good-looking, good genes, my son is blessed. ”

"Get out of here!" I kicked the boundary and said, "Don't think that if we have a good relationship, it will be too cheap, if my family really gives birth to a girl, your son will line up first!" ”

I kicked the border away, although he was also an important combat force, and he should stay and fight. But I still say that if a man can't even take care of his newborn child and his wife who just gave birth to a son, then no matter how much truth he says, it's useless.

"It feels like a goodbye." Standing with me, watching the convoy of doctors, nurses, ordinary survivors, and newborns escorting the general hospital gradually move away, Zhao Yingluo whispered in my ear. Her voice is very calm, maybe a person like her is the most calm, even indifferent to the passage of life, but I know that in the heart of this female killer, there is also an extremely gentle side, which can be seen from the reluctance she handed over Cheng Qingqing to Qingmeng's hand just now.

"It's meant to be a farewell." I reached out and went upstairs on the female killer's waist, turned and walked towards the Wire Rope Factory building behind me. Under the cover of night, the boxy building, which has no artistic features, is constantly flickering with firelight, accompanied by dazzling sparks, and the continuous sound of gunfire.

At night, the zombies are more active. This kind of zombies that are diseased in the second wave of infection and the original zombies of last year's disaster explosion are like two completely different species, this new zombie is not as many as the original zombies in absolute number, but their survival rate is higher, because they are more flexible, faster, and more explosive, and more importantly, they have the instinct to survive, unlike the original zombies, only the mechanical instinct to eat, as long as they smell the smell of fresh human flesh, even if the ground in front of them is full of steel knives, even if the front is a sea of fire, They will also scream and pounce on them with excitement.

Now these zombies, when our firepower is very intensive, will use the night to hide themselves. Although this kind of hiding is closer to animal instinct and does not make more effective use of the buildings on the street, so they are still easy to catch by our infrared night vision devices, but because they are hidden, we need to consume a lot of bullets for every zombie we kill!

And bullets are consumables, and if they are shot, they will be gone. When the battle reached close to zero, the ammunition consumption of all units was approaching the critical point, especially the heavy machine gun bullets that were fired continuously were the most consumed. If we continue to fight like this, we may have to engage in melee combat with zombies before dawn. Melee combat does not refer to complete white-handed combat, but a combination of white-knuckle combat and single-fire from pistols and automatic rifles, because to ensure the accuracy of shooting, it is not possible to strafe as intensively as it is now, but in this way, the danger of the battle is much higher.

I haven't asked for reinforcements, but now I have to ask for supplies, or the battle won't go on.

The Heavy Battalion of the 7th Division in the steel mill asked for supplies earlier than us, although they were very tyrants, all kinds of weapons were very complete, and the quality of the soldiers was good, but it was also the traditional virtue that the tyrants were accustomed to and did not save at all when fighting. That kind of Sister Mi's firepower net makes the zombies can't get close at all, and it's useless to even hide in the building, the people of the Seventh Division will use guns and grenades to bombard the buildings where the zombies are hiding with 12o bazookas, but such a loser's style of play also makes their ammunition consumption far ahead of us.

Seeing that the ammunition consumption was too large, the defensive area was also large, and the position was becoming more and more difficult to defend, the heavy battalion of the 7th Division made a request to retreat. Unlike before, the headquarters did not immediately refuse, because although the intersection we guarded was important, it was not the only one. And during the time we were fighting, there were already batches of ordinary survivors, non-combatants who had withdrawn from the southern city through here, and our evacuation here was the largest among the several important exits of the fortress.

But now, even if my superiors agree to the request to retreat, I can't withdraw.

Because, Zhao Mo and others, who went to pick up Lin Zhuoran's evacuation from the United Nations General Assembly, have not appeared here on time.