The thousands of people who fought at the head of the wall last night returned to the camp for breakfast one after another, and then they each found a good place to sleep with their heads down, here, regardless of the forces, all the personnel mixed together to eat and sleep together, and only found their respective commanders when they were fighting, except for the women's barracks who lived alone, in the former fields, thousands of people slept on the ground and shouted all day, most of them were sleeping, and a small number of people did not sleep, they had not yet broken free from yesterday's fierce battle, and they each sat on the ground with their rifles, I don't know what I'm thinking.

These people because of a night of hard fighting, there is a tyranny in their hearts, they always want to find something to vent, only women can let them vent, they do not sleep, take out the food issued to them by their camp, go to the temporary camp of the poor to find women to vent, the poor camp has nothing to cover, at most a dirty sheet, they are driven out of the house, carrying worthless belongings, sleeping in the field next to the camp by the lake, a bottle of water, two rice balls every day.

They are working by the lake and waiting for the moment of rice balls every day, they seem to be kept in captivity like pigs, but no one complains, before they starved to death, what they can eat every day is a two or two rice balls mixed with rotten vegetables, here, they don't have to do anything, they can eat two pure rice balls, it can be regarded as a kind of luck, if there are no zombies outside the siege, they can live like this forever, I believe, this is happy for them.

In the whole gathering place, all the fighters have a unified supply of food in the camp, in addition to the rice tube is full, in addition to the supply of green vegetable broth, each combatant can also get some non-staple food, most of them are some small snacks before the end of the world, although most of them have passed the expiration date, but no one cares, there are some pickled dried fish, big black fish to the camp to bring countless fish meat, in the last days, fish is a luxury, ordinary members of the camp can eat once a week, most of them are made into military food, only for the troops, except for the official team members to eat meals, Ordinary militiamen only have two taels a day.

This has caused polarization, the regular members eat fish until they want to vomit, but the ordinary militia is looking forward to the meal of fish, and after the battle to defend the gathering place, other troops can also eat fish, although it is pickled dried fish, it is also a rare delicacy for them.

Some soldiers took the dried fish they were reluctant to eat to find women to vent their tyranny and fear, and more people ate their share, although they also wanted to vent, but they did not dare to mess around, the gathering place is now focused on stability, and all those who came in chaos were cut off their heads, regardless of whether they were poor people or soldiers, they could only look at the women's barracks not far away, sniffing the feminine smell blowing in the wind, and swallowing saliva to get over the addiction.

Among these people, there is a man in a tattered police uniform who is also thinking about looking over there, throwing a 95-style rifle at his feet at will, holding his legs and coldly looking at Mu Peipei who is coming out of the women's barracks, Mu Peipei has been fighting fiercely for several days, making her a little more haggard, but it is difficult to hide her stunning beauty, the tights make her whole body curved, just looking at Mu Peipei's back, many people feel that their hearts are hot and unbearable, they look at Mu Peipei greedily, their hearts are full of imagination, but they only dare to look, they all know, It's easier to kill zombies than it is to chop cabbage.

The expressions of the various men around him were mixed, only the policeman remained unchanged from beginning to end, his face was cyan, without oil and ruddy, but like a piece of dead man's skin.

Staring at Mu Peipei's pretty face, a trace of ** and madness shot out of the man's eyes, his eyes were crazy, but his face was like dead wood, which made his whole person look a little contradictory.

When the curtain Pepe entered the women's barracks, the gate of the women's barracks leaned on two assault vehicles with heavy machine guns, everything returned to normal, the soldiers lost interest, and fell asleep at the end, the policeman slowly lay on the ground, covered himself with a sheet, and through the gap between the sheets, he could see what the policeman was tearing on his face, and after a while, a piece of human face was torn off his face, and the moment it was torn off, it seemed that the person's face was really torn off, the black and red facial muscles were exposed, and the huge eyeballs in the eye sockets turned gloomily, The madness in his pupils can make everyone who sees it feel cold in their hearts, and he is Wang Rui, who is wanted in the entire gathering place...... Wang Rui changed his face, like a poisonous snake lurking in Qian Kaixi's team to choose people to eat, the poor people in the camp went to get a message in the waiting and suffering, a news that made all the brave people excited, the gap left after the zombies left can allow them to escape from the gathering place, at least they don't have to stay in the gathering place to wait for death, they were reluctant to escape before, because the gathering place is safe enough, now, they are just waiting for death, since they must die, why not fight hard?

When the upper echelons of the gathering place were overwhelmed by the return of the corpse tide, out of their sight, the poor people decided to take action for their own lives.

Probably because of the weakness of the poor people, the gathering place was very contemptuous of the 40,000 poor people, but sent less than 100 people to maintain order in it, and these 100 people were in charge of the 100 policemen, with more than 100 armed men with cold weapons to patrol the poor camp, during the day, all the poor people were quiet, and at night, a pair of restless eyes stared at the people patrolling the camp.

The bright moonlight sprinkled from the night sky, making the whole lakeside camp a silver world, there are shadows in the silver world, in the shadows, a pair of crazy eyes staring at the patrol walking in the moonlight, the whole camp is silent, even yesterday's snoring is gone, only the footsteps of the patrol members sound from time to time, the patrol members are in a team of ten, walking in the field where 40,000 people are sleeping, like a few ants sprinkled on the chessboard, these ants yawn, and have the strength to wander on the ground full of sleeping people.

Time passed slowly, and when a dark cloud from nowhere obscured the moonlight, darkness returned to the earth, and at this moment, a whistle sounded from the center, and the crowd around all the patrols exploded, and the men with crazy eyes roared like wild beasts and pounced on them.

For a time, there was a muffled sound of blunt objects hitting the human body throughout the camp, among which there was an occasional muffled grunt and a crisp sound of bone cracking, and all the poor people in the camp stopped for a while, no one shouted and shouted, they covered their ears, lay on the ground and trembled, hoping that those people would not fall on themselves, and the raging tide of less than 2,000 people shook the entire poor camp, even if the lakeside camp was less than a kilometer away from them. Even if the heavily armed warriors were closer to them than the lakeside camp, they didn't want to be the first birds, hoping for temporary safety, but not the wrath of the higher-ups of the gathering place tomorrow.