The new recruits are still repeating the training process that the core members have received, and they also need to conduct live-fire training in the field. They learn the most basic things such as gun assembly and disassembly, understand the weaknesses of zombies, learn to use the terrain to maneuver with corpses, and keep killing zombies while moving, they are curious about these lessons that they have never been exposed to, and after experiencing death threats and experiencing the hardships of battle, their wariness and hostility towards the core members gradually fade, and they really begin to integrate into the team.

Everyone who returns home brings back painful and sad memories.

No one's family survived. They have either been infected by the virus and mutated into zombies, or they have died, or they have simply disappeared. Whenever this happens, Li Xiaomei always tries to make the food on the table more hearty. Du Tianhao and the twin sisters will comfort and persuade each other according to their gender, age, and pleasant faces.

This is a process that everyone has to go through, that they have to endure. Team members cheer each other on at times like this, encouraging and comforting them to forget about their grief.

Firearms and ammunition have been issued. With mutual understanding as the foundation, it has become an urgent problem to improve the overall combat effectiveness as soon as possible.

The open windows blew in gusts of wind that dispelled the heat.

Chen Kun looked at the retreating road in front of him, and asked curiously: "I don't understand, why did you think of setting up a camp in the wilderness?" There are plenty of empty houses to live in in the city. It is easy to reinforce or renovate, and various facilities are also convenient. ”

Su Hao controlled the speed of the car and replied lightly: "Zombies will evolve, there are too many buildings in the city, and the terrain is very complicated, which is not conducive to defense." Moreover, we need a wall that is thick enough. ”

Zhou Chen, who was in the back seat, looked at his back and interjected: "There is a question: I don't understand, where did you get this medicine?" ”

As he spoke, he took out an empty hose for injection and handed it directly to Su Hao.

This thing was originally full, and it contained Su Hao's blood.

Glancing at the rearview mirror, Su Hao did not have any emotional fluctuations on his face. He said calmly: "I can barely be regarded as half a doctor, and I have a lot of experience in dispensing medicines. Rest assured! This medicine is safe and has been taken by every single one of us. ”

He skillfully avoided some key questions, but Zhou Chen was obviously not satisfied with this ambiguous explanation, he took out a silver bone particle from his pocket, and continued to ask: "What about this?" Why do you want to collect this kind of thing? ”

Su Hao frowned slightly.

He stepped on the brakes, and the fast-spinning tire was suddenly stuck by the reeds, and slid sharply on the ground more than ten meters away, making a harsh and unpleasant noise, dragging out a long black abrasion mark.

Su Hao turned around from the driver's seat, stared at Zhou Chen, and said in a cold tone: "Are you interrogating me?" ”

Zhou Chen was surprised by this sudden change. He shook his head blankly and panickedly, and defended repeatedly: "Don't! Don't get me wrong! I definitely didn't mean that. I'm just curious, I think this kind of thing is mysterious. When you were dispensing the potion, you said: it fights the virus and creates immunity. So I think this medicine must be precious. For all this time, you've been asking us to kill zombies and collect silver bones from them. My guess is that there must be some kind of connection between the two. Silver bones should be an indispensable ingredient for the preparation of potions, and this assumption should be valid from a biological point of view, at least in theory."

He speaks quickly, explains in a very structured manner, and carries a lot of personal insights. Maybe it was because he suddenly found that Su Hao and Chen Kun were both looking at him, and Zhou Chen's fair face was faintly red. He lowered his head and whispered embarrassedly: "I'm a doctor, I don't mean to spy on your personal **, I just think it's interesting and curious." ”

Su Hao stared at Zhou Chen and was silent.

If the time goes back half a year, he will think that this person is a spy who infiltrated the team.

Now, there is simply no such possibility.

Time and encounters have determined that Zhou Chen is just an ordinary person. He, like the rest of the team, is a survivor of the virus outbreak.

I almost forgot that Cao Rui once mentioned: Zhou Chen is a doctoral student at a medical university, and it is normal for him to be interested in this kind of problem.

"I really don't mean anything else, trust me."

The expression on his face was incredibly sincere.

Su Hao smiled faintly. He patted Zhou Chen's shoulder vigorously and said seriously, "Find a time for us to have a good talk." Your expertise should be very helpful in some of the issues that are bothering me. ”

Zhou Chen's eyes released an excited gaze and nodded vigorously.

The nervous look on Chen Kun's face gradually receded. He had been worried that things would spiral out of control. At this moment, I finally put my mind at ease, sat down again, and turned my eyes out the window, wandering between the streets and buildings in the distance.

Suddenly, a few hundred meters away, an unfinished building, shrouded in pale green protective netting, caught his attention. After staring in that direction for about five seconds, Chen Kun's eyes suddenly widened, his right hand stretched out of the window and pointed to the position he saw, his left hand grabbed Su Hao's clothes and pulled them hard, and shouted hurriedly: "Hurry!" Look! Over there, what's that? ”

Su Hao and Zhou Chen's eyes gathered at the same time.

On the roof of the building, a red flag was waving back and forth. The amplitude is large and very eye-catching.

"It's supposed to be a survivor."

Su Hao stared at the swaggering flag in the distance, and said slowly, "He can see us and wants to use this method to attract attention." ”

Zhou Chen's face was serious and solemn: "It may also be that they are asking for help, they are in trouble." ”

Zhang Jilin sat slumped on the ground, panting heavily. His hair was disheveled, his shirt was torn to pieces, and large bloodshot abrasions were visible on the sides of his cheeks and shoulders. The left leg was tied with a splint and tightly tied with strips of rags, but it could not suppress the inflammation, purulence and swelling of the leg wound.

This is the rooftop of the building, and it is also the highest point of the entire construction site.

In the end, he was unable to find the men who had taken the weapons from the garrison headquarters. As annoyed as I was, I had to find another way.

The city is huge, and Su Hao's team has been working in the neighboring area with the bank building as the core. Zhang Jilin's construction site is located on the outskirts of the city, and the probability of the two groups meeting is very low, and it is almost impossible to meet.

They have always been plagued by food shortages———— this area is a development area, there are few shops nearby, and there are large groups of corpses in the neighboring neighborhoods. All external communication was cut off, and no one knew what was happening outside the road. Zhang Jilin also thought about leaving, but he couldn't find a safer place to live than the construction site in a short time. The amount of guns and ammunition obtained from the dead soldiers was not large, and some was consumed every time they went out to collect food. There is also less and less fuel needed to start the car.

Over the course of a few weeks, half of the people gathered on the site were scattered.

Zhang Jilin encountered the same problem as Su Hao———— many people believed that rescue troops could be found elsewhere. They leave under various pretexts, or simply do not say goodbye. The men never returned, nor did they send back any news until one day, when several workers drove out in search of food, and in the street half a kilometer away, two bodies were found with only bones left.

The deceased's clothes were torn, and the ground was littered with banknotes, ID cards, and construction site access cards that had fallen out of his pockets, all of which showed that the deceased was the co-worker he had been with day and night. Now, even the bones are incomplete.

No one talked about leaving anymore. People are desperately trying to strengthen the walls like crazy, filling the gaps with various materials. The tragedy that happened to their companions caused them to completely abandon their illusions and stop complaining about the distribution of food and water. They don't know where to go but where they are safer than the construction site, and they don't want to waste time looking for a suitable place to live. There were bricks and cement, steel bars and machinery, and workers even drilled a well with a pile driver.

Crops in nearby fields were looted, and the unripe wheat was cut, the outermost hard husk was rubbed off, and the grain was boiled to the stomach. They tried to use trucks to break through the crowds of corpses that had gathered in the nearby streets, trying to find food farther away. This method sounded feasible, but after the actual operation, it was discovered that ———— dense crowd of corpses was not afraid of life and death, and they poured like a tide towards the high-speed trucks. Many zombies were knocked over and crushed, and the rotting flesh stuck to the wheels like mud, causing it to slip and spin in place, unable to move forward. The driver in the cab was surrounded by hundreds of zombies, and the terrifying man-eating creature squeezed through the windshield and crawled in, gnawing every piece of flesh on the poor man.

People are in utter despair.

What they do every day is to stand on the roof of the unfinished building and look around. Hammer a thorn out of a tin sheet, and write the words "SOS", "There are people here", "Save us" and so on on the propaganda flag with ink. On more than one occasion, they saw through binoculars signs of activity from other survivors. But the distance is too far for the other party to hear or see clearly.

Last week, Zhang Jilin and his workers loaded the last fuel into the excavator's fuel tank, and used the construction machine to dig out a large pile of Guanyin soil from the ground. This thing is white in color and very delicate, and there is a faint sweet fragrance when you smell it closely. Zhang Jilin touched a little bit with his fingers and tasted it, the taste was okay, so-so.

Even the homeless people during the famine rarely used Guanyin soil to satisfy their stomachs. It is undeniable that it can be eaten, but it swells when it enters the body. Gastric acid cannot be differentiated, and the intestinal wall cannot be absorbed at all. Of course, it's good to be able to pull it out, but if you can't pull it out, it will completely block the intestines and eventually suffocate to death.

It's okay to eat less, but if you eat too much, you'll die.

Digging Guanyin soil was the idea of everyone, including Zhang Jilin———— there was not much food left on the construction site, only less than five kilograms of rice, a large bag of "Laotan sauerkraut" instant noodles, a dozen "golden monkey" lollipops, and some wild vegetables from nearby fields.

This little bit of food won't last long. The only way to survive, especially to keep the majority alive, is to draw lots.

It sounds cruel and crazy. Mr. Zhang, whose boss still had authority among the workers, eventually rejected this terrible idea in favor of a more humane approach that actually made little difference.

Dig out a pile of Guanyin soil, and if anyone is hungry and can't stand it, go and eat it.

If you eat too much of this thing, you will definitely die, and the rest of the living will feed on the corpse of the dead.

Everyone agreed that ———— killing a fellow who was drawn by lot would have a strong sense of guilt. Eating a companion who died a natural death is completely different and becomes a matter of course.

The dug white dirt was piled up outside like a small hill. The hungry people sat on the first floor of the unfinished building, staring blankly at him. No one spoke, their lips were slightly open, ** and will were fighting in their eyes, their hands were trembling, and their feet were trembling. Even Zhang Jilin unconsciously drooled, pulling from the corners of his mouth to the ground, looking like an idiot who had suffered a stroke and lost his ability to control himself.

Guanyin soil is very white, and it can be ground into a very fine powder by rubbing it by hand, like glutinous rice flour.

Zhang Jilin finally understood that when the articles written by those dieters on the Internet ———— when they are extremely hungry, they will really regard the floor tiles as cut mung bean cakes, the bamboo mats as noodles, and even the clouds on the horizon are transformed into roast duck, wonton stew, steamed buns, and barbecued pork

No one wants to die, and they don't want to kill their companions with their own hands.

Everyone is waiting for some weak-willed person to step up first. In order to eat the first bite of meat as soon as possible, the workers even boiled a large pot of boiling water in advance on the earthen stove next to it.

Whoever dies first will be thrown into it.

Unfortunately, instead of waiting for the first deceased in the complex psychology of anticipation and resistance, they waited for a horde of terrible zombies.

There are a lot of zombies wandering around the construction site. One of them looked through the crack in the middle of the iron door and found the group of half-starved survivors. If it had been before, Zhang Jilin and the workers would have killed this zombie as soon as possible, so as not to attract more monsters. However, their nerves, numbed by hunger, made them lose sight of this. There are more and more zombies gathered outside the iron gate, several, dozens, hundreds

The iron door is sturdy, and there are thick steel bars that act as latches across it. The corpses gathered outside the door failed to squeeze through the door, but pushed the nearby wall and swarmed in.

The wall looked sturdy, but it was nothing more than a temporary structure made of bricks and mortar. Although the workers have been reinforcing it, they have not been able to take care of every point.

Zhang Xuezhong was pounced on by two zombies, a large piece of flesh on his face was torn off, and his nose was gnawed off. The monsters gouged out his eyes and ate with relish.

Chen Fugui's body was torn apart on the spot, and his head was broken in half. He couldn't even scream out the last scream, and his tongue had been pulled out of his throat by the zombies and torn off.

Liu Dali's ass was bitten by zombies, and his intestines were dragged out of his anus, and several zombies were scrambling. They eat quickly, don't seem to chew at all, and their faces and bodies are covered in feces squeezed out of their bowels.

There was chaos on the construction site.

Zhang Jilin fled into the building with the rest of the people, and climbed up the stairs desperately———— the floor leading to the roof is the usual resting place, and two iron fences have been installed, which is safer than anywhere else.

However, it is also a dead end.

Only six people fled to the rooftop with Zhang Jilin. They huddled behind the locked bars and shivered, listening in horror and despair to the gnawing, biting, wailing, and screaming of the unfinished building beneath their feet.

Zhang Jilin fell a few days ago, and his calf was pierced by steel bars. If it weren't for the desperate escape of several workers who carried him together, he would have become a pile of bones beyond recognition.

He has never owed anyone a salary. In the minds of the workers, this is the conscientious boss.

The rooftop is safe, but there is no food or water.

They were utterly hopeless.

At this time, they saw an off-road vehicle driving on the road in the distance

There are about 100 zombies pouring into the construction site, which is considered a medium-sized corpse group.

The high-speed off-road vehicle rushed directly into the construction site through the gap in the collapsed fence, knocking several zombies wandering around the perimeter into the air. The thick tires plowed four deep grooves of flesh and blood into the ground, and with a screeching grinding sound, they suddenly came to a halt in front of the building's entrance.

Before the car was stable, Su Hao, who was full of murderous energy, had already jumped out of the cab. He was wearing a black sports suit he got from the "Adidas" store, his resolute and cold face did not have the slightest mood swings, and his explosive hands each held a hunting knife. He ran like a wolf, squeezing through the crowd of corpses that had turned around him. The sharp blade swept through at an invisible speed, and with a tremor that slashed through the air at high speed, sliced the zombie's neck open and its head fell.

Chen Kun and Zhou Chen followed behind, shooting at the zombies with automatic rifles. This was the first time they had close contact with the corpses without the guidance and supervision of others. Panic and nervousness are inevitable, and he completely forgets that Su Hao repeatedly mentioned during shooting training, "shoot the head", "don't fire continuously", "keep your distance" and other advices. Thirty rounds of ammunition were quickly emptied, Zhou Chen hurriedly squatted on the ground to change the magazine, and Chen Kun, who was nervous, completely forgot to replenish the ammunition, and directly picked up the butt of the gun and smashed it at the zombies rushing on the opposite side.

They have all taken Su Hao's blood, and they are not afraid of bites and will not be infected. But after all, they don't have much combat experience, and they will be scared and frightened in the face of a dense group of corpses.

"Follow me and watch the flanks on both sides————"

While Su Hao was fighting, he kept giving instructions to the two people behind him. His mental consciousness detection range is more than two hundred meters in diameter, and he can accurately grasp every movement of Chen Kun and Zhou Chen. The strengthened brain processes information extremely quickly. The location of the zombies, their movement speed, and their attack angles can all be answered by calculating. Su Hao swung his sword according to these results, and also guided the two tailgators to maximize the killing effect.