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ɦ 䣺2013-11-1308:00:00282.Chapter 282 We Will Live

Barrels of gasoline were poured down from the city walls, and gradually the front mound of corpses was filled with a pungent smell of gasoline, and the liquid mixed with blood continued to flow slowly downward in the pile of corpses, along the sloping steps, and gradually flowed downward.

But it all takes time, it takes a lot of time, and it's not like pouring gasoline and it's all over. And Leng Yang's side has now done its best, and all the people in the team have already gone into battle except for Feng Ye, who was seriously injured and unconscious.

The shooting room was better, after all, there were plenty of bullets, and the fire net of machine guns and rifles was still barely able to stop the zombies. But on the city wall, they could only barely maintain the front, and more than a dozen people were squeezed to the edge of the city wall by the zombies, forming a small bunker with ammunition boxes and zombie corpses.

Two jumping zombies jumped into the air, fangs and claws pounced on them. I saw a golden figure as fast as lightning flashing, Wangcai also jumped high, and threw one of the jumping zombies to the ground, and then the big dog keenly shrank towards the people's defensive positions, and the jumping zombie was trampled under the feet of his own kind.

And Leng Yang is now dressed in melee clothes, standing on the front line of the bunker, seeing that the jumping zombie is about to fall, the otaku also jumped high, stretched his arms forward sharply in the air, and hit the jumping zombie squarely, relying on his huge strength to push the jumping zombie back, the jumping zombie that lost its balance fell into the zombie group and never got up again.

"Everyone takes turns changing magazines, and the ammo boxes are used to reinforce the bunker!" Leng Yang commanded loudly before he had time to catch his breath, they were now attracting most of the zombies on the city wall, and the pressure was not small. Those stupid zombies rarely jumped off the city wall, and they all flocked towards Leng Yang, Leng Yang didn't know why, maybe Wang Yan and the others under the city wall were more powerful.

Zhang Huan looked up at the city wall very carefully, and under the diversion of her gaze and Li Sisi and Li Xueyan, who were facing her, the little girl rushed out of the reserve room and ran up the unobstructed aisle of the city wall, holding dozens of magazines in her hands.

He Xiaoxiao, who was looking up at the city wall, all paid attention to the city wall above Zhang Huan's head, and once a zombie approached, they would quickly solve it, because they knew that these ammunition were related to their firepower. If they can't stop the zombies, when the zombies go down to the aisle of the city wall, the people in the shooting room will not only no longer be able to get gasoline, but will even be trapped in the room.

Leng Yang They worked very hard, Wang Tao, there were less than ten bald men in total, but the formation they played gave people the feeling that there were at least thirty or more people, and the rifle fire in their hands never stopped, and the constant gunfire was like a magnet attracting a large number of zombies.

And Li Xiaoshi and Han Xianyou in the bunker were also desperately shooting at the nearby zombies, but because they couldn't close the corpse mounds where the zombies climbed the city wall, the number of zombies on the city wall was still increasing. The most terrifying thing is that people have now lost their understanding of the direction of the zombies' attacks, whether it is the people in the shooting room or the cold sun on the city wall, they can no longer see the situation below the city wall.

On the steps of Shibaozhai, a fan of about 180 degrees has been formed at each shooting room, and there are zombies falling on the periphery of this fan, but in the place where people's shooting interface cannot be controlled, groups of zombies are leaning against the city wall and stepping on the corpses of their companions to climb up. Other zombies ran down the wall to the shooting room, and were killed at the edge of the city wall by vigilant people.

Han Xianyou staggered down the steps connecting the bunker and the room, and after taking a few steps, he jumped down suddenly, ignoring the dust on his body, grabbed the magazine on the ground and ran back to the bunker in three steps and two steps, the whole action took less than ten seconds.

"Fuck, these zombies are going to fight it out today." Zhou Lei leaned against the wall, quickly changed a magazine, and then stretched the muzzle out of the window and pulled the trigger sideways at the zombie that was slowly coming from the dead corner of the wall.

"Hmph, these guys are going to die. By the way, Zhong Min, how many magazines do you have over there? "Shao Bing just exploded two fat zombies, and those green liquids splashed everywhere.

"There are more than fifty of them." Zhong Min, who was squatting on the edge of the room, replied casually without hesitation.

"You go and help the people outside, go and come back after a magazine, our side can withstand it, I'm afraid that the cold team will be uncomfortable on their side." Shao Bing's proposal was undoubtedly approved, and letting Zhong Min go out to fight for a while to relieve the pressure on the outside was the only thing they could do. Shao Bing, who is relatively safe, is the real danger to them in the cold team.

When Zhong Min grabbed her rifle and stepped out of the room, she was seeing Wang Yan and the others constantly shooting at the zombies that appeared on the edge of the city wall. The female college student noticed the zombies on the city wall and began to bow her head and rush. When she reached the steps of the city wall, she saw Lu Yuntian coming down from it quickly, and the middle-aged man who had just joined the team nodded slightly at the girl and rushed back to his room without looking back.

It turned out that every room was now trying to spare people to help Leng Yang and them, either to transport magazines, or to pull out a warrior to let Leng Yang and them rest. This is also the reason why Leng Yang and they have been able to fight until now.

Leng Yang once again killed two assassin zombies that did not speed up, and the otaku now only had one thought left in his heart to grit his teeth and hold on, just ten minutes ago he was still thinking that if they had ten more people, no, five people, he would be able to hold down the zombie group steadily. Now he didn't even have time to turn his head.

Just as Leng Yang was shooting numbly, Zhang Qiang suddenly shouted, "Everyone be careful, the iron-armored zombies are coming!" ”

Leng Yang glanced out of the corner of his eyes, only to see that behind the group of zombies that Zhang Qiang was facing, there seemed to be a dark-skinned guy with other zombies a head taller, who was squeezing away the other zombies around him and striding towards Leng Yang's cover.

The bald man immediately withdrew the magazine of the rifle in his hand and replaced it with a new one, and fired at the same time with Zhang Qiang, the fierce fire flashed on the head of the ironclad zombie, and people could even see the afterimage of the bullets that were bounced everywhere. The iron-armored zombie exploded into a black blood flower with a bang, and the whole person fell behind him, even overpowering the two short assassin zombies behind it.

Although more bullets were consumed this time, the bald man still successfully eliminated this ironclad zombie, and the ironclad zombie that people once regarded as a great enemy is no longer people's opponent. But before they could take a breath in Leng Yang, they only saw that behind the zombie group on the city wall, the tall bodies of two iron-armored zombies appeared on the head of the city.

Under the city wall that they couldn't see in the cold sun, among the dense zombies and zombie corpses, the large group of iron-armored zombies and the giant bear zombies among them had already walked twenty or thirty meters away from the city wall.

And at the beginning, the iron-clad zombies mixed in the zombie colony have been climbing the corpse mound, their huge dark bodies, under the sunlight, are particularly eye-catching on the entire corpse mound, if the other zombies are worker ants in the ant colony, then these guys are like soldier ants in the ant colony.

"Hey, Hey, take a look, how is our gasoline dumped?" The otaku saw the ironclad zombies gradually climbing the city wall, and understood that the final moment was coming soon, they could block the attack of a few ironclad zombies, and maybe even ten, but they definitely couldn't stop more ironclad zombies, not to mention that there were other mutated zombies around these guys.

"We can't see the situation, we only know that there is a strong smell of gasoline, but half an hour ago, the corpse mound outside our city walls was infiltrated." He Min's voice was also nervous, she understood that Leng Yang would not ask about this matter unless she had to, and the longer she persisted, the better.

Yan Shibin beside He Min was pouring gasoline, and the gasoline reflecting a golden luster in the plastic bucket in the veteran's hand was pouring down the wall, easily pouring, and he could even see the splashing of gasoline in the gap next to the zombie.

"Director Yan said it's best to hold on for another twenty minutes, Leng Yang, if you can't do it over there, let's withdraw first." He Min's words were not agreed by Leng Yang, the girl cared too much about him, but Leng Yang himself knew that if they evacuated, then all the comrades in the shooting room would be blocked in the city wall by the zombie group, so what was the point of winning in the end?

There are only tens of thousands of zombies, and it is very difficult for Leng Yang to deal with them, they have quite enough food and ammunition, and even have a strong city wall as a defense, which is already the best defense equipment Leng Yang can think of.

But they still couldn't stop the attack of the zombie group, because of what, they had worked hard enough, everyone was as tough as steel, they didn't panic, they didn't escape, and they even desperately supported each other. It's not because the number of people is not enough, if they lose a lot of manpower for this victory, how will they be able to cope with the cold sun of the world in the future?

"Hold on, we'll be able to win in 20 minutes!" The otaku shouted desperately, now he can only use this way to get people to hold on, it would be good to hold on for one more minute, or even one more second.

Hearing Leng Yang's countdown, the already tired people suddenly had a goal, after all, they had persisted for so long. Victory is often a matter of who can hold out longer in extremely unfavorable situations.

The biggest difference between humans and zombies is that although they will be tired, they will be tired, they need to eat, they need to rest, but when their spirits are high, humans can burst out several times the usual combat effectiveness, that is, the ethereal but real morale.

"What's the matter, Lao Tzu will also be a butcher who has injured tens of thousands of people in the future!"

"We can live, we will live!" The people on the city wall began to roar desperately, they vented their emotions wantonly, the sound gathered together, echoed in the echo of the warriors for a long time in the sky above Shibaozhai, this is the shout of people with life!

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