"How many days has it been? Why don't you even see the shadow of the security base? ”

"Lao Tzu is dying of hunger, so I eat some dry food every day, and there are not a few drops of water."

"Shhhh

"What are you afraid of, we've been here for so long, and we haven't seen any zombies come up?"

"That is, so high above the ground, how can there be zombies coming? Even if you come over, isn't there a soldier on top of it? ”

"They're not reliable! Before, they were ashamed to say that they would take us to the base in the southwest, but now they are going more and more north. ”

"How can you talk like that......"

"What's wrong? It's not a good thing to judge, is it? ”

“……”

I don't know who took the lead, and the hall, which could only hear whispers, began to argue.

Many of the survivors are complaining and dissatisfied with their lives on the move.

The rest were silent, some with sad expressions on their faces.

Zeng Zehui squatted in the corner, his expression was calm, and there was a medal in his raised right palm, which was printed with the words "Lao Shan".

This was handed to him by the uncle who saved him, and unlike the one he stole before, he had kept it properly for more than ten days, and he didn't know where he put it in the house to eat ashes.

"Why is your backpack still bulging? Did you secretly hide the food, take it out and share it! ”

"Go away!"

“……”

The crowd was still arguing, and some even began to push and pull.

Listening to the gradually louder voice, Zeng Zehui frowned, carefully put away the medal, and looked up not far away.

He thought that if it hadn't happened, maybe he would be one of these people now, making a noise here for selfish desires and ignoring the threats from downstairs.

You know, there were originally warriors who were protecting their transfer, but because they helped them and collected the necessary supplies, they died in battle and were buried in the mouths of monsters.

It is precisely because of this that the survivors are still alive and well after nearly half a month of post-apocalyptic life, and their bodies have not lost weight.

Even those survivors who were injured before being searched and rescued or who had difficulty moving themselves have persevered in their lives because of the help of the enthusiastic masses.

But at the moment, the performance of some guys is really chilling!

Obviously, there is food and drink, but at this time, he has to find trouble and cause chaos for the soldiers.

Thinking like this, Zeng Zehui stood up, picked up a glass bottle and walked to the middle of the crowd, and fell directly to the ground.

"Bang!"

The glass bottle cracked in response, and the broken pieces bounced to the ground, and although the volume was far from enough to drown out the noise of the crowd, the piercing sound still attracted everyone's attention.

As a result, time seemed to stand still, and many survivors looked at Zeng Zehui in unison, their eyes puzzled, and no one continued to argue.

In the next second, without waiting for everyone's reaction, Zeng Zehui glanced at the people who had been arguing the most before, and glared: "What is the noise?" If you want to make a noise, you won't run outside and fight directly? ”

With that, he walked away without looking back towards the windowsill, where two soldiers were looking back at the strange state of the hall.

Seeing Zeng Zehui coming, he hurriedly turned around.

"Comrade, is there something wrong?"

"Excuse me, can I help?"

"Thank you, comrade, for your kindness." A soldier looked at the thin Zeng Zehui and shook his head slightly: "Please pay attention to your own safety, the mutant creatures have us to deal with." ”

Hearing this, Zeng Zehui didn't say anything, and turned around and returned silently. It's just that he feels a little guilty when he thinks of these days, when he often has a mess and hasn't helped much.

After thinking for a moment, he came to a place where there were few people, and began to observe the crowd that had regained its noise, and at this moment there was a soldier who was in order with the assistance of several enthusiastic people. However, due to the lack of manpower and the lack of strong means, it was not possible to stop here.

"There's something wrong with this person."

Zeng Zehui has done a lot of stealing chickens and dogs in the past, and his observation ability is naturally good, and he soon found out that the expressions of the survivors in the crowd were wrong.

Subconsciously squinted his eyes.

Meanwhile, two military men by the window were looking downstairs, carefully observing the corpses below.

One of them suddenly said: "Company commander, you say, did these zombies deliberately drive us into this building, and then pretend not to find our traces, so they can't come up?" ”

"Huh?" The other soldier turned his head and winked.

Then he straightened his collar.

The soldier who spoke looked at the company commander's collar badge, and the blood stains on the side of the two-star pattern had turned black.

Apparently there was no time to clean.

Seeing the other party's movements, he didn't know where he was, the company commander had already guessed this possibility, but in order not to make everyone frightened, he never said it.

It's just a reminder many times to be cautious and cautious in the building.

"Company commander, this ......"

"You have a good rest first, and there may be a tough fight soon."

"Company commander, you haven't closed your eyes properly for a few days, and you're still ......"

"Obey orders!"

"Yes!"

……

Zheng Yi is a lieutenant officer of the Xiazhong Military Region, and since he was a child, he has been under the influence of his grandfather, thinking of growing up to become a soldier and serve the motherland.

For this reason, he has been insisting on exercising, cultivating a strong physique, and finally enlisted in the army after graduating from the military academy.

Since then, he has maintained the habit of paying attention to current affairs, and in his spare time, he analyzes the ever-changing international situation.

But when it really came time for the motherland and the people to need them, it was a natural disaster that swept the world, and at that time, he watched his comrades-in-arms who trained together and laughed together on weekdays suddenly become bloodthirsty monsters.

But nothing can be done about it.

can only endure the pain to help the mutant comrades-in-arms to free, and then gather the remaining troops and go to the city to relieve the disaster.

At first, they successfully helped many people to reach the Zhulian base safely, but as time passed, those mutated creatures became very strong, and the communication was cut off when the pillar of light appeared in the northwest.

Isolated and helpless, they continued to search for survivors and tried to take everyone to the Zhulian base, but there were too many zombies in the city center and they were generally strong, so they could only evacuate to the north for the safety of the masses.

And kept trying to contact the higher authorities, but the satellite phone has been in a state of no network.

These days, they kept moving and eventually temporarily stationed in the current building, but the downstairs was surrounded by zombies.

As for ammunition, even if the lost weapons are found from time to time and replenished with them, the firepower begins to become tense at this time.

However, even so, as long as they really force a breakthrough, there is still a good chance that they will successfully break through. It's just that there are so many people here, and they can't go outside to fight desperately.

There must be a reasonable and feasible plan!

Just as Zheng Yi was thinking about how to deal with the impact of the corpse tide that might happen next, there was a sudden loud cheer in the crowd not far away.

"Eh, what are you kid doing?"

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