Wang Meng secretly swallowed his saliva, and even he was going to scold the real fucking pervert.

Due to the change in the structure of the muscles and the lack of pain nerves, ordinary zombies can only exert 60% of their strength for normal people, but they can exert 100%, and what is even more perverted is that 60% of human beings will continue to decline with the number of times, and finally there will be weakness and softness.

But zombies don't, no matter how many times they use their power, they are 100% output until their muscles crack.

So in the face of zombies, humans have no advantage in strength at all.

The output of 100% strength of more than a dozen zombies is so large that it is not a problem to carry a car of several tons.

But at this moment, their combination was forced to retreat into the zombie group by a young man who was constantly taller and thinner in appearance. Not only that, but the next angry push was more than 10,000 catties, overwhelming a large number of zombies.

Wang Meng thinks that he is not so fierce, and at this point, it is no longer ferocious that can be described, it should be said to be ferocious.

Under Yang Yi's action, the phalanx was encouraged, re-stabilized, and advanced and retreated.

I have to say that the ancient military formation still has a strong practical surname in the last days.

The lack of hot weapons for the survivors is faced with a huge number of zombies, and in the case of using cold weapons, if it is chaotic, the casualties are not only large, but also not much to do. Zombies are like enemy soldiers, how to defeat the majority with the few, how to reduce casualties, is a headache for everyone.

If you have an unlimited amount of bullets and a gun that is 100% popular, who wants to fight zombies in close quarters?

Applying the ancient formation in the last days is more of a helplessness.

However, Yang also believes that those who come through in this way are definitely elites in the last days, and once they have the opportunity to popularize thermal weapons in the future, they can also form a steel hero-like existence.

Circles of zombies fell, and they were constantly replaced by zombies behind.

This process, which is somewhat cyclical, tests the endurance of the players.

There are still more than 100 meters away from the ten parked pickup trucks, which means that after retreating more than 100 meters, the brutal training will be over and the car will be evacuated here.

The dense zombies, the never-ending killing, it seems that the zombies here can't be killed.

The sound of "woo" was connected together, and the breath of more than forty people was enough for the zombies to make this kind of "woo" sound with a strong hunting meaning. Under this kind of sound, Yang Yi dared to guarantee that in the next few minutes, there would definitely be evolutionary zombies appearing.

Evolved zombies are like a group of swimming sharks, as soon as the smell of blood appears, they will appear and launch a fatal blow.

Wang Meng didn't attach much importance to this kind of "whining" sound, but Yang Yi's face changed, and he couldn't be more sensitive to this kind of sound.

Chopping a zombie to the ground, Yang also retreated to the rear of the phalanx, and the evolution of zombies is not something that the current Marauder team can challenge. Yang Yi also didn't dare, he was a person who knew that the evolution zombie was powerful, and he was not sure that he would fight against an evolution zombie without being injured without being injured.

In the face of zombies, injury means death, and there is an equal relationship between them.

There are too many zombies, this is another avenue, on the right flank of the phalanx, a big man who was exhausted finally couldn't withstand a fluctuation of the zombies and was pushed to the ground. At this moment, several zombies pounced, and when the big man hadn't gotten up yet, he gritted it with his teeth wide open.

"Help!"

The big man roared, and several pikemen next to him also desperately stabbed the spears in their hands, but they overturned a few, but they couldn't stop more zombies, but in an instant, the big man was crawling with zombies, and his mouth was wide open, tearing and biting on his body.

"Ah......" sounded, blood splashed out, and the big man was bitten all over his body, struggling, trying to push away the zombies that pressed up.

In the midst of dozens of people's eyes, the big man was torn apart, stuffed into his mouth by zombies piece by piece, chewed, and swallowed. It's just that in the blink of an eye, a living person is left with only a pile of residues, which is drowned by zombies.

Missing an opening, the whole phalanx was in chaos, and the other sword and shield men wanted to come and block the place, but it would cause a gap in the place they defended.

The pikemen forgot to kill the zombies in front of the giant shield, and instead wanted to clean up the zombies that appeared in the phalanx.

The entire phalanx, at this moment, became chaotic.

Screams rang out from each other, and some people were carelessly injured by the zombies that rushed in, let out terrible screams, and became broken.

Within a few breaths, seven or eight people were injured, which also meant that the team of Marauders, who only had more than forty people, would face nearly a quarter of the attrition. This price seems to be a bit huge, but Yang also knows that this is the last test, and only by carrying it can the rest be what he wants.

Wang Meng has been training these people for half a month, and he has some feelings, seeing that there are more and more injured people, he let out a sad roar, pulled out a long knife from his waist, abandoned the battle axe, plunged into the phalanx, and smashed a zombie to the ground head-on.

Yang Yi no longer hesitated, and with the speed of a ghost, he eliminated two of them.

"Give me the shield." Yang Yi roared, took a huge shield from one of the team members, lifted it with one hand, and slapped it at several zombies.

Before they fell, Yang Yi rushed up again, using the giant shield against the zombies, preventing the zombies from continuing to pour into this gap. At the same time, the dog-legged knife in his hand eliminated a zombie that turned around behind him and wanted to attack.

With Wang Meng, a capable thug, and the backbone to stabilize, the zombies in the phalanx were finally cleaned up.

Protecting the people who were injured by the zombies, he finally retreated to the side of the convoy.

Yang Yihengdao and Wang Meng blocked at the end, blocking the zombies' counterattack.

After waiting for everyone to board the pickup, the pickup truck started and began to evacuate here, while Yang Yi and Wang Meng ran to catch up with the pickup, turned over on the pickup, sat in the body of the pickup, looked at each other, gasped, but laughed.

After joining Feng Qiang and them, the convoy added one more transport vehicle, and it became thirteen.

After leaving the city for more than ten kilometers, the convoy stopped in a wasteland.

The cruelest thing is right now.

The eight injured people had been staying in the truck bucket, their eyes were gloomy, and the wounds were in a short period of time, and black blood began to flow out, which is a characteristic of deep infection, and in this apocalypse, it will be a kind of wound that makes people unable to recover.

According to the disposition of the eschatological team, these people will be put to death.

Yang Yi leaned on the side of the pickup truck, smoking silently.

Wang Meng's face was also pale, he carried a knife, came to the injured person, and said in a hoarse voice: "Brothers, it's me Wang Meng who is sorry for everyone, I didn't take care of everyone, and I don't need to say the rules of the last days, I hope the brothers understand." ”

The two men with fragile willpower were already crying bitterly, in the face of death, they were dazed and helpless, but they were already doomed.

"Haha, as a person in the last days, this fate has long been doomed, it's just a matter of time." One of the men laughed wildly, on his chest, there was a scar with black blood flowing, the invasion of the virus, so that he was now in pain, he stood up, pulled out the dagger at his waist, and silently walked not far away.

Looking at the background of this person, everyone was silent.

Suddenly, the man wiped his neck with a dagger, and fell silently straight down on the barren meadow.

Wang Meng endured his grief and shouted: "Brother go well, we will still be brothers in the next life." With a rupture, Wang Meng opened his red eyes and ordered: "Come on, send a few brothers on the road, may they be reincarnated in a peaceful and prosperous world in the next life, and no longer be the last days." ”

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