"The second battalion is in the front, the third battalion is in the middle, and the first battalion is broken. All the supplies are placed in the middle of the team, everyone don't fall behind, let's go! "The next day, before dawn, Zuihou inspected the town one at a time. After confirming that no supplies had fallen, Political Commissar Wu waved his hand and ordered the soldiers.

More than 20 large and small vehicles drove out of the town one after another, and looking at the fortifications built around the town, the soldiers' eyes showed a trace of reluctance. Before you know it, you've been living in this town for a few months. Everything around the town has been imprinted into their hearts.

"Battalion commander, where are we going?" Jiang Chibing held an 81 bar in his hand, vigilantly followed behind the slow-moving truck, and looked around and asked Jia Guodong.

"Directly to the east, there is a city called Jiangcheng. I went to scout a few days ago, and the garrison liliang should not be very strong. Let's go this time to see if there is a chance to take the city as a new foothold. We sent out four scouts before, and I was the only one who came back. That means that the other three roads must have encountered an accident. Jiangcheng is our Zuihou's retreat! Jia Guodong looked at the slowly moving convoy and said worriedly.

"With the amount of manpower we have now, even if we occupy that city, can we hold it?" Jiang Chibing looked back at the town that was out of sight, and he was a little uncertain about Jia Guodong's arrangement.

"Let's take one step at a time." Jia Guodong stepped on the snow and said helplessly. He's a soldier, but he's also a man. Facing zombies hundreds of times his size, even if he wanted to defend it, he couldn't do anything. The only way is to retreat.

"Bang Bang ~ Da Da Da ~ " As he spoke, several gunshots rang out from the back of the team.

"What's going on?" Jia Guodong quickly rushed to the end of the team with an 81 bar and yelled at the soldiers.

"Battalion commander, look~" A soldier pointed to a zombie that had been shot in the head on the side of the road and said to Jia Guodong.

"It's coming sooner than expected, I thought it would take at least a day or two for these monsters to get here. It seems that we are going to move faster. Jia Guodong flicked the zombie with his foot and said softly.

"This is not an ordinary zombie, battalion commander, look at its hands!" Jiang Chibing picked up the zombie's arm with the barrel of the gun and said to Jia Guodong. Where is the arm in front of the soldiers? It's clearly a bone spur scimitar. The blue-gray skin was tightly wrapped around the bone spurs, curved like the forelimbs of a praying mantis.

"Ding~" Jia Guodong pulled out the dagger and wanted to remove the zombie's arm, but unexpectedly, the knife cut down, not only did the arm not fall, but knocked his dagger out of a gap the size of a grain of rice.

"Hiss~ hurry up and report to the political commissar, we have to speed up the march. If there were thirty or fifty of these zombies, they would be able to defeat us. Jia Guodong gasped, inserted the dagger back into the leather sheath, and turned to yell at the soldiers. He had reason to believe that there must be more than this zombie around. He had even more reason to believe that this zombie was nothing more than a scout in the zombie army! If the soldiers had quietly killed the zombie just now, maybe they would have had more time to evacuate. But as soon as the gunshots go out, it will inevitably attract more zombies to follow.

"Quietly?" Jia Guodong looked at the zombie's hard and sharp forelimbs, and said with a wry smile! Such a zombie cannot be killed by someone in hand-to-hand combat alone.

"What's going on? Gordon? Political Commissar Wu listened to the soldier's report, jumped off the jeep and rushed to Jia Guodong's side at a trot. While panting, he asked urgently!

"The zombies have discovered our whereabouts. Commissar, it looks like we're going to pick up the pace of progress. If you're lucky, you might be able to drag it out for half a day. Jia Guodong took out the only cigarette left in his pocket and lit it, and said in a deep voice.

"Lucky enough to delay it for half a day? So what about bad luck? Political Commissar Wu looked at the zombie on the ground with a gloomy face and asked!

"Bad luck, the zombie army may be coming later. Now there is no going back to the town, we have to bite the bullet and move on! If we can enter Jiangcheng before the zombies catch up with us, maybe there is still a chance of life! "Now, Jia Guodong doesn't want to take Jiangcheng anymore, he just asks those zombies to give him one more day, so that he can enter Jiangcheng safely with his brothers. More than 70 regular troops, plus the original garrison of Jiangcheng, Liliang, may be able to repel this attack of the zombies!

"Why are you stunned? Get all on the car and move forward at full speed. Political Commissar Wu immediately shouted at the soldiers. Jia Guodong is one of his cadres, and now even he has nothing to do, which shows that the situation is urgent.

The mud road covered with heavy snow was even more muddy when the wheels were pressed like this. Often, the vehicle in front passes by, and the vehicle behind accidentally gets stuck in the mud. I managed to break free from the mud, but I couldn't go far and got stuck again. Time was delayed minute by minute.

"One battalion, all get off the bus and walk." In order to reduce the load of the vehicle, Jia Guodong gritted his teeth and gave an order. Soon, more than two dozen men from the first battalion jumped out of the trucks covered with tarpaulins, even the three female soldiers.

"Learn from the first battalion, and all three battalions get off!" The three battalions in front saw that the first battalion had done this, and they all jumped out of the car.

"You guys, try to drive as fast as you can! After this dirt road, maybe it will be better. We're covering for you! Jia Guodong patted the door of the truck with his hand and said to the transport soldier inside.

Looking at the white snow and somewhat gloomy woods outside the car window, the transporter gritted his teeth and nodded. He knew that it was his comrades-in-arms who were covering the convoy with their own lives.

"Brothers of the second battalion, take off your coat!" I watched as the brothers of the first and third battalions jumped out of the car and lined up on both sides of the road to tightly guard the convoy. The commander of the second battalion took off his coat abruptly, and yelled under the wheels of the truck behind him. With his roar, more than twenty coats were spread forward one by one along the snow. The wheels of the truck pressed against the uniforms, and it drove smoothly forward.

"It's coming, it's coming! Follow the national highway in front of you, and you will be on the outskirts of Jiangcheng in a few hours. After the suburbs, it is a main road, which leads directly to the Jiangcheng Bridge. Jia Guodong looked at the national highway that crossed the middle of the dirt road in front of him, and loudly cheered the soldiers into the airway. As long as the convoy is on the national highway, with the mobility of the car, those zombies should not be able to catch up with us, right? Jia Guodong raised his hand and looked at his watch, and said with some apprehension!