421 Defectors

Five minutes later, all the movement suddenly subsided, when the moonlight crossed the dark clouds and re-illuminated, the whole camp returned to the same coldness as before, but the wandering patrols all fell to the ground, their bodies twisted strangely in various postures, and the bones of the whole body were broken, and naturally no one could breathe, these people were the fifteen hundred warriors of the Wenwen forces who were ready to plug the leak, these people did not die in the hands of the zombies, but died in the hands of their own people, in the hands of the poor people they wanted to protect.

At the edge of the camp, countless figures sprang out of the camp, like countless grains of sand gathered on the edge, and the flow of people gathered was about two thousand, most of them with steel pipes and sticks, a hundred of them with swords and shields, and the two leading men each with a rifle, all taken from the patrol.

The men waited outside the camp for a few minutes, saw that no one came out again, did not speak, and ran silently towards the tall fence in the distance.

Some of them came up to clean up the zombies during the day, and they were familiar with this place, and they knew that there were not many troops on the wall, so they only did surveillance, and the heavy firepower was arranged in the middle, even if the incident happened, it was rare to take care of it for a while.

Two thousand people touched the wall, first more than a dozen dexterous men went up to the wall, holding a short knife smeared with yellow mud to touch the guards not far away, all the energy of the guards was on the corpse mountain, and they were unaware of all the movements behind them, suddenly there was a wind sound on his body, the guards wanted to turn their heads, a big dirty hand covered his mouth and slammed back, the guard lost his center of gravity and fell backwards, and at the same time, a sharp short knife cut his neck.

The short knife cut off his throat and neck arteries, and in the gurgling of blood, the guards suffocated, and he was lightly placed on the ground, several big hands groped on him, took away his rifle and magazine, he covered his neck with both hands, and watched more than a dozen backs touch his comrades, wanting to shout, but he could only spit blood foam in his mouth.

More than a dozen people quietly killed more than twenty guards, returned with their weapons, they did not dare to kill any more, in front of them there was a heavy machine gun and a fire team, five people could not be killed at the same time, once alarmed, they would be beaten into a sieve in front of the mountain of corpses.

Those people interrupted the light lines close to them, so that a few of the lights were extinguished, and the light source at the edge of the wall was a little dim, if you looked at this side from a distance, there was a large area under the wall that was in the dark, and there were a few Lin Xing's lights in the dark, they would not think that something had happened here, they only thought that the light bulbs here were damaged.

Then, countless people went up to the wall, jumped along the wall to the pile of corpses below, the pile of corpses has begun to completely decay, everyone crawled in the rotting flesh, thousands of people crossed the river more than ten meters away, and walked to the foot of the corpse mountain on the opposite bank in the corpses, climbing upwards, hundreds of people in front of them were very smooth, quietly and silently disappeared on the back of the corpse mountain, and some people were scratched by the half-dead zombies in the corpse mountain, and they didn't take it seriously, and continued to climb.

When 1,000 people climbed over the corpse mountain, the 1,000 people behind followed, and suddenly, the second layer of the wall was gunfired, and several people who climbed in the middle of the corpse mountain were shot and killed, rolled down the corpse mountain, and smashed over more than 10 people. For a time, people were panicked, and many people knelt down and wailed loudly in surrender.

"We have killed so many people, and we can't survive if we surrender, it's better to move forward, maybe we can find a way to live, don't forget the three hundred heads......"

A person in the crowd shouted out the words above, and the people below seemed to wake up suddenly, no longer caring about the bullets around them, and screamed hard to climb up, and the bullets behind them flashed a little fluorescent in the night sky, drilling out blood mist on the companions in front of them, hitting them around them, splashing corpse liquid on their faces, bodies.

The flow of people struggled to climb up in the bullet attack, the wall found that their guards were only two people, two people could not stop thousands of people from climbing, in the deafening gunshots, they could only strafe the bullets at the fastest speed, hoping to let the people in front of them slow down, so that the support behind arrived, was firing, more than ten light chains rushed out of the crowd below, two guards were hit by more than ten bullets at that time, one eyebrow bullet, weakly fell backwards, the other person fell under the wall with a gun, The rifle and bullets on his body were taken away in the next second.

Without the harassment of bullets, the speed of everyone's progress increased again, and they knew that safety was only temporary, and only by crossing the mountain of corpses could they talk about real safety...... In the early morning of the next day, Zhang Xiaoqiang, Qian Kaixi and others went up to the bottom of the wall, and there were 25 corpses lying in front of them, of which twenty-three corpses were cut throats, and two people were eye-catching everywhere, half of them were Zhang Xiaoqiang's militia, and the remaining half were among the 3,000 reserve army, and the 3,000 reserve army had been on the second wall, and the zombies didn't even lose a single hair after the fight, but they didn't expect that the first casualty was actually done by the poor people in the gathering place.

The 25 bodies were only a small part, and there were still 112 corpses lying there among the poor people in the gathering place, all of whom were armed personnel sent by Zhang Xiaoqiang to maintain order, including Qian Kaixi's two senior policemen, none of whom were extremely mutilated, none of them had their bones intact, and they couldn't even lift up the corpses when they carried them, like a pile of rotten meat, and the faces of each of the dead were distorted, so you can imagine how much pain they suffered before they died.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's face was ugly, the same way, Qian Kaixi was as ugly as everyone's face, Qian Kaixi was killed by two old subordinates for no reason, and the others thought that they fought in front and died back, and the soldiers did not die in the hands of the soldiers, but died in the hands of the survivors they sheltered, and the anger in their hearts was indescribable.

There were more than 300 people kneeling next to the corpse, these people were captured by the supporters who rushed from behind, more than 1,500 people escaped last night, more than 200 people were shot, and the rest were all captured, these people knelt on the ground, their eyes were numb and empty, they knew what they would face, they didn't beg for mercy, because there was no need, what they had done, they knew it in their hearts, and they would not spare themselves if they stood in Zhang Xiaoqiang's position.

"I heard that two people with guns were caught, bring them up and let me see ......"

Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at the captives on the ground and ordered the soldiers beside him. The two soldiers immediately rushed into the middle of the captives, kicked over a few, and walked over with two people, seeing two people, Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little surprised, among the generally malnourished captives, these two people were burly, their faces were a little ruddy, they didn't seem to be starving, I don't know how they mixed in with the poor.

The two burly men were like two quails drenched with feathers, and they were brought over and thrown at Zhang Xiaoqiang's feet to tremble, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked down at the two, and two flames flickered in his eyes.

"Brother Cockroach, there are people below who recognize them, they used to be the big hands of small forces, many small forces disappeared, they mixed with the poor, many of the more than 1,000 people who fled were like this, and each of them had a human life in their hands......"

Huang Tingwei reported in Zhang Xiaoqiang's ear that such a big incident happened last night, as an intelligence officer, he could not escape the blame, and he was worried about the interrogation before and after last night, as long as Zhang Xiaoqiang was interested in something, he would give a detailed explanation at the first time.

"Have you ever been a soldier before?"