"Sing of our dear Motherland!" The singing was getting louder and more neat, and in front of this group of singing people were countless raging zombies, and behind the zombies was a raging fire.

The singing is not good, but this kind of song is originally suitable for chorus, and it looks decent when there are many people, and the big movement here really attracts zombies, including the ironclad zombie in the rear.

The advantage of singing is that the zombies are all attracted to it, Leng Yang clearly sees that the line of fire behind the zombies has been formed, and the disadvantage is that the pressure on Xiang Yuning and them has increased greatly. Quite a few zombies began to try to climb over the trees, while some stepped on the corpses of fallen zombies and began to climb into cars.

After Leng Yang threw a gasoline bottle again, he turned around and said, "I'll leave it to you here." Looking at the two women in front of him who were busy handing him the oil bottle, "You can just throw it when you come up, you don't have to throw it far, as long as you are in the zombie group." ”

Just threw more than thirty bottles at once, Leng Yang's arms were a little disobedient. But at this time, he must persevere, and block the zombies with everyone for a while, so that the chance of success will be greater.

Due to the attraction of the song, the battle line behind the big tree is now a little stretched, Cao Zhongyuan and Zhou Lei are fighting fires everywhere, but there are indeed too many zombies, several times they have been caught by zombies, fortunately, everyone who has already been psychologically prepared is no longer afraid of physical contact with zombies, they can grasp several layers of protection inside and out, and zombies are not so easy to scratch the skin at once.

"Let's hold on for a while!" Leng Yang grabbed Xiang Yuning, whose hair was scattered and still shooting, "You go and pour oil, pour oil down the big tree!" Xiang Yuning nodded, put down the crossbow, and stumbled to get the diesel.

"Ahh At this time, Zhou Rongling let out a shout, and saw two zombies squatting on the big tree and preparing to climb into the defensive circle, and behind them, several zombies were moving along the steps formed by the zombies.

said that it was too late, Leng Yang rushed forward with a strong step, and the axe was slashed, and the zombie in the lead was directly cut into two pieces from the abdomen, and at the same time, Lao Cao held the iron pot from the side and hit the remaining zombie down the tree, and then took advantage of the tiger pounce, and his whole person was pressed on the zombie, just across the big iron pot in front of his chest.

The zombies were pressed by Cao Zhongyuan and struggled desperately, and Cao Zhongzheng pressed the iron pot hard, and they would soon be able to win, how could they let the zombies succeed at this time.

Zhou Rongling on the side took a crowbar and glanced at another woman, and the two rushed forward, one holding down one of the zombie's forearms, so that the zombie could not scratch with his claws. At this time, Cao Zhongyuan had time to get up and use an axe to scoop the zombie. The brains of the zombies were splashed, and rotting blood stained Zhou Rongling's hair.

The excited crowd in the center of the song just now didn't pay attention to these at all, and Zhou Rongling and the others didn't have time to feel it, after seeing that the zombies under the crowbar were not moving, the three of them hurriedly got up and went to support Leng Yang and them. At this time, everyone is thinking about desperately, and blocking the zombies is victory.

Leng Yang stood at the position of the big tree where the zombies had just come up, wielding his axe vigorously, he didn't have a chance to turn back to help Cao Zhongyuan and them, as soon as he left, the zombies here would rush into the defensive circle along the "steps".

"Grab something and push these zombie corpses out of the way!" Seeing Cao Zhongyuan and them appear beside him, Leng Yang immediately shouted loudly, but the axe in his hand did not dare to stop.

Zhou Rongling and the others took a crowbar and laboriously drove away the corpses of the zombies, and this place was barely safe. Leng Yang saw that Xiang Yuning, under the protection of Peng Jing, took a tank of gasoline and dumped it on the tree, and the golden gasoline rolled down the tree.

The zombies are very crazy now, and because the back road is blocked, many zombies wandering in the back have come forward to avoid the flames, which makes the zombies in front of the big tree more dense. Just now, Lengyang's singing also greatly stimulated the zombies, and many zombies moved forward hard, so that the zombie corpses lodging in front of them continued to form "steps".

The defense line behind the tree is now full of holes, and zombies are constantly climbing the steps to climb over the tree's obstacle. Leng Yang went around to put out fires, "Everyone resist!" Resist! Zhou Lei, even your own family has killed several zombies, how many have you killed? ”

Leng Yang, who has learned a lot of things in the novel, doesn't care whether these things work or not, anyway, dead horses are treated as live horse doctors, he slashes corpses everywhere, and tells people with his actions that he is working hard.

He also learned to use language to stimulate people, hoping that everyone would resist with him, "Speak, aren't you yelling to avenge your girlfriend?" Such a great opportunity here, you want to give it up? ”

Zhou Lei's hand has long been unable to lift, he has been at the forefront, from using a rifle to wielding an axe, this short dozens of minutes can be said to be a brutal battle that he has never experienced.

A voice in his heart told him that you have done a good job, you can rest, you are still a college student, not a soldier. It's the guilt of his girlfriend, and it's because of Leng Yang's singing that he has just inspired him to persist until now. And now Leng Yang's words made him angry.

"Lao Tzu has killed at least ten, not counting the use of guns!" Zhou Lei's eyes widened, it was really annoying, how could that Zhou Rongling compare with him.

Leng Yang laboriously pushed a zombie crooked, and cut off its arm with an axe, "It's only ten, you are embarrassed to say, Aunt Cao has killed at least five!" Those who use guns don't count, what kind of ability is that! ”

Aunt Cao worked very hard, but she didn't kill a zombie when she killed her, and she was an assist a few times at most, but in Leng Yang's mouth, the number of kills became considerable.

Zhou Lei was speechless by the cold yang, he roared, knocked a zombie who climbed the steps out of the distance, and cut a big crack in the zombie's abdomen with an axe, and the zombie fell on its back. "Does trampling to death count?"

"Forget it, look at your little arms and legs. It's okay to trample to death! Leng Yang's answer really made Zhou Lei speechless. How did this guy become so hateful all of a sudden?

"What do you see, Zhou Lei is still a college student, aren't you all old fritters who have worked hard in society for many years, and a college student can't compare?" In fact, Leng Yang didn't know what he was talking about, he just wanted to keep talking so that he wouldn't feel tired.

Cao Zhongyuan was not so scared since he had just been in close contact with the zombie across the iron pot, and he created his own way of playing, grabbing the zombie's outstretched claws and dragging it back. As soon as he dragged the zombie's body, he was tightly attached to the tree, and then he was squeezed by the zombies behind, and the whole thing was stuck between the tree and the zombie group like a piece of dried fish, and he couldn't struggle at all.

Although it won't be long before this kind of dried fish zombie will be trampled down by the zombies that climb up from behind, slowly forming steps, but this is still a good way, after all, Leng Yang and they just need to delay time now.

Xiang Yuning and the others poured a tank of gasoline again, and the two women on the roof of the car also kept throwing gasoline bottles, and now the entire back of the road was covered by a raging fire, and many oil stains formed by scattered gasoline bottles were also ignited by the fire, followed by the gasoline bottle itself and the clothes near it. Form a small circle of fire.

"Be careful, everyone. The zombie has moved and stepped forward! Mao Yaruo's voice came, and the news shocked everyone. Such a large formation is not for it.

"Peng Jing, you go and change Mao Yaruo!" Xiang Yuning whispered, she counted in her heart, she had already poured three tanks of gasoline, this road is a bit steep, and the gasoline should be able to flow down. Now just wait for that zombie to enter the zombie horde.

"Remember to shoot it from time to time and lure it to the zombies."

Peng Jing is a shooter in the province, she has been training rigorously since she was a child, she did not go to university, she spends almost all of her time on training, but she is not a once-in-a-century genius, and her talent in China is not outstanding.

When she was a child, she was a genius, she was selected for the city team, and then she was selected for the provincial team by virtue of her outstanding performance, and she was originally the national team at the next level, and then won the gold medal for the motherland in the much-anticipated Olympic Games is her biggest dream.

It was only when she entered the provincial team that she found that she was not the only genius, many teammates in the province were better than her, she was not convinced, quietly practiced, and exercised herself in a holding back, she hoped that one day she would be able to stand out like in the city team.

The reality is cruel, she works hard, others are also working hard, she has specialties, and others have killer features. Again and again, again and again, in which she spent all her youth and left only a scarred body.

In the end, she didn't realize her dream, and when the Olympic shooter won a medal for her country, Peng Jing was notified of her retirement. Then her family begged someone to send her to a shooting range as a coach, and her dream came to an end, and only in her dream would Peng Jing recall her dream and her excitement.

This time she is back to her hometown to travel, who knows the outbreak of zombies, but the cruel reality has given her a chance, she has no chance to go to the Olympics to win the brilliant gold medal, but she can win a gold medal for herself.

Peng Jing clenched the rifle in her hand, although this was not a shooting rifle she was familiar with, but on this gun she regained her youth, regained those times of hard work, and now she wants to find a way to survive for everyone. Her hands were a little wet, she was a little excited, everyone's hope, everyone's trust, everyone's sustenance, isn't it the same as the moment when she won the gold medal in the Olympics?

Peng Jing held the steel gun in his hand steadily, and firmly put the ironclad zombie into the crosshairs, I am a small person, I am not a genius, but I will not disappoint everyone's hopes, this is my gold medal!