Chapter 101: The Siege

The night was dark, and the lonely blood moon reflected the crushing defeat of the lonely city. The iconic high-rise has long since collapsed, and the former prosperity is long gone, and the mournful roar fills the ruined ruins.

The mountains were ten thousand ravines, and the remnants of the mountains stretched out, and huge black shadows flashed quickly in the jungle hundreds of meters high, startling a weak demonic beast from time to time.

In the center of the ruined city, the sparks made this ruin a little warmer, looming in the scarlet land where everything was illuminated by the blood moon, as if it would be swallowed up by this blood color at any time.

As we approach the ruined city, we can clearly see four huge statues rising from the ground in the ruined city, forming a solid shelter along the newly built walls of several meters high along the four statues.

The first statue has a long crown of hair, holds a whisk of dust, and a gossip robe seems to contain thousands of stars, and the stars are constantly twinkling in the blood-colored moonlight.

The second statue has a bald head, long ears and white beard, a red treasure robe, a Buddha seal in one hand, and a gilded staff in the other.

The third statue was dressed in a black robe, and in its right hand it was holding a staff that was a head taller than it, and its whole body was shrouded in mysterious robes.

The fourth statue held a giant sword, the giant sword touched the ground and was wrapped in armor, revealing only a pair of eyes, which seemed to have a fighting intent rising into the sky, but it was not angry and self-threatening.

The four huge statues stood with their backs to each other like guardian gods, guarding a boxy shelter, and illusory runes emanated from the statues, faintly enveloping the entire shelter.

Outside the shelter, except for the side facing the desperate ridge, there were all densely packed zombies with no end in sight, but they were easily stopped by this thin layer of looming runes, and the endless zombies attacked it without making waves at all.

Blocking the threat of zombies, the main city of Yanyun, which was supposed to be a comfortable nest, was now a hell on earth, and on the four wide streets that pointed straight to the center of the main city, countless survivors knelt in two columns.

The survivors had sallow faces, a faint gray glow on their thin faces, and their eyes were numb and hollow as they looked at the opposite kind of survivors who passed by from time to time, and a terrible stench of dirty clothes filled the streets.

From time to time, the passing survivors will kick some of the survivors who pounce on them and beg, and occasionally some unwitting survivors will also have a look of pity, but instead of the other survivors blushing or ashamed, they will be greeted by inexplicable ridicule, and the survivors who were originally kneeling on the ground with a desperate look will instantly riot and bury them in the stench and prayers.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" a group of people in white coats drove away the survivors who had erupted in despair under the cover of a group of survivors, who were holding a wooden stick the thickness of an adult's arm, or even an iron bar, and drove them away, while the wooden stick or iron rod in their hands fell mercilessly, without caring whether the person under the stick would save their lives.

Under brutal means, the survivors of these riots were successfully pacified in a short time.

"Gather all these corpses and use them tomorrow to attract zombies outside the city gates. The voice of a middle-aged man in a white coat sounded, pointing to a pool of blood on the ground that was struggling or had fallen to the ground without moving, and his words were very impatient.

"I'm not dead yet~!"

"Don't~!"

.......

Bursts of screams continued to sound, and after the sound of the white coat sounded, all the white coats behind him suddenly did not care whether the survivors on the ground were still alive, and all those who could not leave in time were thrown into a four-wheeled cart on the side.

Some of the survivors who were unwilling to be thrown into the zombie pile struggled one after another, dragging their broken or immobile legs, and at this moment burst out with amazing potential, and some people even endured great pain and climbed out of the wall of the car two or three meters high.

However, no matter how desperately these survivors try and how they break out, welcoming these people will never be a way out of the sea of suffering, but a stick that falls on the head.

After a while, a four-wheeled cart with a width of four or five meters, a height of two or three meters and a length of tens of meters was filled, and streams of blood continued to flow out along the gaps in the car.

Seeing the four-wheeled cart being pushed away, a person who was obviously the leader of the survivors of the cover team handed a very tightly wrapped cigarette to the person in the white coat, and then took out a box of matches from his bosom and lit it.

"****, I didn't expect you kid to still have a cigarette? Good thing, I haven't smoked one for a long time. The white coat took a beautiful puff on a cigarette, and there was a look of enjoyment on his face.

There was no pretense of flesh pain on his face, and the person covering was very distressed: "Brigade Gao, this is also my last one." As he spoke, the man took out some tobacco leaves from his arms, carefully tore off a piece of paper mixed with a ball of confetti and rolled it into a finger-thick paper cigarette, and quickly lit it for himself while the match in his hand was not extinguished:

"See, I'm usually smoking. ”

"That's a good idea, give me some more tobacco leaves, and I'll tell you some of the news I heard from above. The tall team smiled at the cover man whose face changed slightly.

After thinking about it, this person gritted his teeth, took out a palm-sized paper bag in his arms, handed it to the white coat and said, "This is all I have, I hope the senior team will not fool the little brother." ”

"Don't worry, don't worry, haha, my surname Gao has never spoken. The white coat looked around and saw that no one else was paying attention before he said cautiously: "I only tell you about this matter, you are not allowed to spread it, it says that it is not allowed to use living people, but in private it is a hint to us people, the more corpses, the better, you think that although many people die every day, but where the more the better, isn't it obvious!"

After finishing speaking, he took a deep breath of the cigarette, and immediately extinguished the cigarette butt, revealing a very pleasant face in his white coat.

"Captain Gao, are all these people really used to attract zombies, why do I see a lot less every time?" the man who nodded and covered asked again.

"It's not a laboratory yet..."The white coat just said halfway, but suddenly stopped talking, and the pleasant color disappeared in an instant, and he glanced at the person who was covering, and saw that he had a curious look on his face, but he didn't say a word again.

"High Brigade...!"

"Don't ask what you shouldn't know, I said brother, Lao Tzu will give you a reminder, even if you are curious, you must not ask about this matter again, otherwise no one will be able to save you, and what you just heard must be forgotten by me! ”