Compared with the tense atmosphere on the north bank of the river, the troops on the south bank of the river, which were already in a bitter battle, appeared very calm. Most of the out-of-control zombie herds in the vicinity were once again controlled by two short figures on the chariot, and gradually became orderly.

In the distance, the main force of the zombie cluster, which was outflanking from the northwest and southeast, suddenly stopped moving, and stood stunned and at a loss. Even the living canines that were active and abnormal, followed by a number of Blue Devils, were all headless flies, and except for the occasional terrible howl, all that remained was to keep spinning around.

The vast majority of officers and soldiers did not know the reason, but the shelling just now accurately eliminated the living corpses, so that the zombie cluster lost its effective command. Then the next thing to do is to continue to break through the encirclement of the last few hundred meters, pick up the encircled Deputy Chief of Staff Zhang and others and quickly move to the predetermined area.

"Chief of Staff Zhang, Chief of Staff Zhang! What just happened? ”

Without the control of the living corpses, the zombie herd surrounding the community was quickly led further south by the chariot, and the coachmen and soldiers who had been trapped in the two buildings for several days were finally able to leave. As soon as Zhang Ke stepped out of the door, he saw a group of ragged people, led by Chung Nam-le.

"What are you doing? And there are no rules! It's time to break out, why don't you hurry up and put on the carriage and horses, do you have to wait for the other living corpses to come over! ”

Seeing this, Platoon Commander Zhuang hurriedly ran a few steps, came to the coachman and the deputy chief of staff, and shouted loudly. As a low-level commander, he was very satisfied with the performance of the coachmen, and it can even be said that these coachmen saved everyone.

When besieged by zombies, you can ignore the ranks and tiers and fight side by side. But now that he has been rescued, he is afraid that these coachmen, who do not know the rules, really think that they can sit on an equal footing with the deputy chief of staff and shout at will.

I didn't see that several soldiers of the Air Service Regiment standing next to them had already raised their guns, they didn't care who was who, if someone dared to step forward to prevent the deputy chief of staff from leaving, they would really dare to shoot.

"Platoon Commander Zhuang, don't be nervous, let your people help pack up the carriages and horses, gather and withdraw together, and one person or carriage can't be left behind!"

Zhang Ke stepped forward and dragged Platoon Commander Zhuang back and gave him the order to retreat. It's just that this order sounds a bit unruly, how can you let the regular army cover the convoy and go together, then no one can go fast.

"Chief of Staff, the order of the command is for you to ......" But in the face of the deputy chief of staff of the Alliance Staff who is so much higher, he, a small platoon commander, can't point fingers, but fortunately, the squad leader of the air service regiment in charge of the guard also felt that it was not safe to do so, and came forward to give him advice.

", if it weren't for them, you and I would have become zombies a long time ago, and the orders of the command headquarters would be useless! Remember, you and I are first and foremost individuals, and then there is a distinction between position and rank. Fight together when it's dangerous, pat your ass and run in the first place when the danger is lifted, and see who will save you next time you encounter danger!

Tell you what I said, Captain Pei, and I will talk to her personally if I have the chance. The ideological education of the military cannot stop at the protection of power, so what will become of it? Whose housekeeping dog is it! ”

Unexpectedly, half a sentence made Zhang Ke instantly angry, and pointed his finger at all the officers and soldiers on the scene and sent out a soul torture. Seeing that no one dared to respond, he felt very bored and turned his head again.

"Chung Nam Lok, you are Hong ...... You're a friend of Chow Tai Fook, right? ”

"Report to the Chief of Staff...... Director Zhou is the leader of the company, and he is our ......" It was the first time for the stupid pig to see this chubby, quiet, and always smiling big official, and he was angry, and immediately realized that he was 108,000 miles away from others, and it was better not to talk nonsense about some things.

"You don't have to hide it for him, the two of us have talked about it in the past few days, and I know very well who he is. But you, including you, may not know, and now I'm going to tell you what just happened, and what he did.

This siege was actually a command error, which caused the entire regiment to fall into a trap laid by living corpses. But the responsibility is not all in the 8th regiment, most of it lies in the incomplete intelligence work of the General Staff, the eagerness of the top management, and the lack of overall understanding of the zombies.

Most people must have seen what just happened, and the rescue operation fell into the hands of the living corpse from the beginning. They use our habitual thinking and habits to lure the rescue force into the encirclement step by step, and if it is not for the fact that they happen to destroy the living corpses, the consequences are unimaginable.

Chow Tai Fook, Logistics Supervisor of Ping An Transportation Company. It was him, in order to destroy the living corpse, infiltrated the zombie group alone, found the living corpse and killed it! ”

Since receiving Lin Na's warning, Zhang Ke also realized that it was not only useless to turn his face with Niu Dafu at this moment, but also likely to put himself in a desperate situation with these ignorant soldiers and coachmen.

There is a way that heroes don't suffer immediate losses, and Grandpa Hong's chances of survival are already very small under the premise of such a dense large-caliber incendiary bomb. If something happens to you again, there may really be no one to take revenge afterwards. After all, he is the only one who sees Hong Tao alive and has a certain right to speak.

Suffer a dumb loss first, and then slowly settle accounts with Niu Dafu in the future, which Zhang Ke still has and endurance. But he didn't want to cover up this matter secretly, if it was for Grandpa Hong's safety in the past, it was not suitable to make it public too early, but now he has no scruples.

When the "......" heard such a strange explanation, not only the coachman, but also the officers and men of the 8th Regiment and the Air Service Regiment were all blinded. Everyone looked at each other, and there was only one thought in their minds, Sun Wukong!

A man infiltrates the zombie horde to catch the living corpses! Please, it's good to make up stories and use snacks, our cultural level is not too high, but we can't treat it all as stupid, it has to be a little logical!

"I know people don't believe anyone can enter the zombie horde and still be unscathed, but I do see with my own eyes that there is a person who can be scratched by a zombie and not change.

At that time, I was still young, and I didn't know much about the characteristics of zombie viruses, but they were like ordinary viruses, and some people had strong immunity. Later, when I grew up, I understood a lot of things, but unfortunately that person also died.

But just a few days ago, I met him here again and talked to him for days. Chung Nam Le, don't frown, you guessed it, it's Chow Tai Fook. But that's not his real name, when I was a kid, his name was Hong Tao!

Some people may have heard of this name, yes, he is the founder of the East Asian Alliance, the first president, secretary general and minister of armed forces of the alliance. In today's high-level alliance, there should be at least one-third of the people he rescued from the zombie pile back then, including myself!

He has the ability to be immune to the zombie virus, and it was because of this incident that he had to pretend that the plane crashed and escaped from the alliance. Why you want to escape, you may understand something, or you may not understand it.

Actually, I didn't understand it before, or I didn't understand it very well. Could it be that it is not good to have the ability to immunize against the zombie virus, and from time to time draw blood and hand it over to the scientific research department to research therapeutic drugs and even vaccines?

But today I completely understand why he chose to run away back then, not because he was selfish, nor did he want to watch others be unlucky and secretly happy, but because he was afraid of being treated as an outlier and becoming a pawn for some people to fight for power and profit.

Just now, the shelling completely destroyed a neighborhood, and it was in that neighborhood that he last spoke to me. There was only one part of the call, he found traces of a living corpse, and said that it would take less than ten minutes to kill the living corpse.

It's a pity that someone doesn't want to give him ten minutes, someone doesn't want to see him return to the alliance alive. I won't go into details about the reasons for this, but one thing you need to understand from today is that the current alliance is no longer the collective that was all about survivors.

It has changed, it has become a stage for a small number of people to play power, and more survivors have become the scenery and props on the stage. As long as anyone stops the game, even if they try to do so, they will be ruthlessly wiped out. Even if they were once lifesavers, or partners who fought together.

Although I am also a member of the high-level of the alliance, and I have experienced every moment and every glory from scratch and from existence to greatness, I don't want to continue this meaningless game, let alone see the alliance that everyone has worked so hard to build become a tool that some people can manipulate at will.

The most troublesome thing is that the greatest threat to humanity has not only not been eliminated, but has intensified. Isn't it scary that a living corpse can control a mutated wild dog and act as an officer to command a horde of zombies? Shouldn't the highest vigilance be aroused?

At present, the area that is truly controlled by human survivors is far less than that of zombies, and the number of survivors is even less than that of zombies, and God knows how many such living corpses there are, how many mutated wild dogs.

Think about it further, today it is the wild dog mutation, tomorrow? Most likely wild boars, hares, wolves, or even rats. In fact, we are not out of danger, but we have killed with our own hands those who might have led us to a way out.

It's so sad and so disappointing! If I could, I would look for his traces, even if it was just a corpse. But I can't do this alone, and I need everyone's help. Don't let him die again, even one percent hope is the way for all of us! ”

Looking at the unbelievable expression on the stupid pig's face, Zhang Ke simply took off his glasses that had been stained by the drizzle, took a few steps to the nearest car, and began his first public unscripted speech in his life, where he thought of it.

Some of the words he had only figured out a few minutes ago had come out with him. For so many years, there are far more times to tell lies than to tell the truth, and I have indeed received a lot of benefits because of this. But at this moment, he didn't want to pretend to be stupid anymore to cover up those dirty things for the alliance, and at the same time wanted to see if telling the truth could resonate.

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.