Chapter Seventy-Seven: Saving People

Ye Yichen looked at the soldiers who had begun to sound the glorious bullets, and sighed in his heart. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

How so? These soldiers, lovely, are also pitiful!

Loyalty to the motherland, loyalty to the people, loyalty to their military uniform, is not an empty word, when they make the oath to enlist, their lives are no longer their own, but belong to the motherland and the people.

Although the people betrayed them at such a critical time, they still chose to protect the people.

But in exchange for what? Ye Yichen could imagine it.

At most, it's a sentence from these survivors who escaped by luck: "Hey! Stupid soldier! ”

Ye Yichen had a killing intent for no reason.

To these survivors.

Thousands of survivors! Damn~! Pick up arms and fucking thousands of fighters! With these soldiers, there are nearly tens of thousands of zombies! Fucking there aren't evolved zombies yet! It may not be impossible to survive!

The result? These survivors shrank into quails when the soldiers had the upper hand, and when they had the upper hand, they did not hesitate to abandon the soldiers who protected them and fled!

I don't want to fucking ~ want to think about it, without the protection of these soldiers, can you fucking escape the pursuit of these nearly tens of thousands of zombies!

More than 100 people can't even stuff their teeth in the mouths of these zombies! When these soldiers are dead, will these zombies let them go? No!

All the idiots!

That's it...... It's good to be able to save a few!

Ye Yichen jumped down from the unfinished building, his whole body flashed with electric light, jumping vertically and horizontally among the zombies!

"Hey, hey! Come on! You brutes! Grandpa is not afraid of you! ”

Wei Shuang laughed and pulled the bolt of the glorious bullet in his hand open!

"Give me a side!"

Suddenly, Wei Shuang's ears heard a loud shout, and as soon as his hand was empty, the glorious bullet was thrown into the zombie group!

Rumble!!

"Let's go!"

Wei Shuang looked at the roaring glorious bullet, and the whole person was stunned, and he didn't even know that his body was flying into the air.

"You can go for me too!"

Ye Yichen held Wei Shuang under his arm, ran a few steps, and brought Yuan Shao, who was carrying a machine gun everywhere, and then quickly withdrew to the top floor of the unfinished building, and after throwing these two people down, he ran down again.

In just a few moments, Ye Yichen saved thirteen people. There are only thirteen left!

A team of more than 100 people! That's all there is to fuck!

Roar! Roar! Roar!!

Those zombies lost their target, and suddenly raised their heads to the sky and roared, crowding and roaring, rushing towards the unfinished building.

Ye Yichen didn't care about this, compared to his own fourteen people, the thousands of survivors were much more attractive to zombies!

Not to mention anything else, the smell alone can completely cover up fourteen people!

"I survived?"

Wei Shuang is still in the circle, from the time he played the glorious bullet to now, it was only a minute or two, if it was before, these two minutes would be enough for Wei Shuang to do a lot of things, but now he has not reacted.

Wei Shuang turned his head to look around and found that his squad leader and company commander were there, but the other comrades-in-arms were not.

"You're dead. You're all dead. Ye Yichen's voice was a little playful, looking at the survivors who were chased and intercepted by zombies below, and said: "You used to be soldiers, but this identity has disappeared with the moment the glorious bullet sounded. ”

What are Glorious Bullets used for? Used to commit suicide! The moment the glorious bullet is fired, this soldier is no longer alive!

It's just that this time it's different, the glorious bullet is sounding, but the person is not dead. It's just that Ye Yichen decided that these people are dead!

It's not okay if you don't die! If these poor soldiers don't give them a reason, they probably will still rush down with their bare hands to help the survivors escape!

"Nope! Lao Tzu is still wearing a military uniform! ”

Yuan Shao shouted, stared at Ye Yichen with his eyes, and pulled the military uniform on his body, but this time, the military uniform on his body turned into pieces and scattered on the ground.

"Lao Tzu's military uniform!!"

Yuan Shao shouted hoarsely, the iron-blooded man who didn't frown even in the face of death, at this moment, it was as if his faith had collapsed, crying like a baby in a month.

The rest of the people were no better, their uniforms had turned into rags and were scattered on the ground.

This was made by Ye Yichen.

"So I said, 'You are dead! You who used to be are dead! ”

Ye Yichen's heart was also panicked, these are iron-blooded soldiers!

When he touched his father's military uniform, he almost didn't break his leg, and he understood what this military uniform meant to these soldiers. But he had to!

In order to prevent these soldiers from dying again for those cold-blooded survivors!

Yuan Shao's eyes were blank, his hands were pulling at his military uniform, which had been turned into pieces, and he couldn't cry.

They have nothing left now, betrayed by the people they swore to protect, and now they don't even have the last bit of faith!

Thirteen men in big trousers, one by one, squatted on the ground, gathered away their torn military uniforms, and did not say a word.

"Thanks, brother."

After a long time, the company commander, who had been crying without tears, stood up and said indifferently.

"What are your plans?"

Ye Yichen looked at the company commander whose eyes had begun to change, and glanced at the survivors who were crying for help below, and asked silently.

"The order we received was to go to the imperial capital. Right now...... Not going! ”

The company commander glanced at the fragment in his hand, the sadness on his face flashed, and then he regained his indifference again, as if he had not heard the miserable cry below.

"Company commander!"

Yuan Shao raised his head in disbelief and looked at his company commander, he couldn't believe his ears, he couldn't believe that this sentence came from his company commander's mouth.

"Shut up!"

The company commander shouted loudly, pointed to the survivors who were besieged by the zombie group below, and said, "Mom~! Lao Tzu for them! The team is gone! Comrades are gone! Brother is gone! ~ In the end, even my life will be lost! The result?! How many ~ people are coming out of the barracks? One thousand three hundred and twenty! What now! There are only thirteen of the fucking left! Thirteen! My comrades-in-arms! Those 1,300 and seven comrades-in-arms! Brothers! Gone! It's gone!! Brother of Lao Tzu!! ”

The company commander couldn't hold back any longer, squatted on the ground and cried!

One thousand three hundred and seven comrades-in-arms sacrificed to protect these survivors, and they did it, they fulfilled their promise and shed their last drop of blood for the motherland and the people!

But what? Have you been moved? No!

Everyone is raised by their fathers and mothers, and people's hearts are full of flesh! The company commander does not expect these survivors to fight side by side with him, he only asks them to take themselves to heart!

But they didn't! They take it for granted! Soldiers' lives should be given up to protect them!

But they forgot! Before they were not soldiers, they were the same people!

Grass you fuck! Lao Tzu is defending the motherland! It is the people who know how to resist, who know how to take up arms and kill these zombies to defend their homeland! It's not you bastards who think someone else's life should be a gun for you!