Chapter 626: The Last Battlefield

Several wooden planks attached to the boat were full of people trotting, "whoa, whoa, whoa" people's footsteps splashed in the river, and beside them there were other team members boarding the raft in the river.

All this was arranged by Zhao Xing and them, and now there is no time to discuss, saying that getting on the boat is getting on the boat, and saying that it is the raft that goes to the raft. Their only support was that their captain was still holding the line of defense with the veterans, and that the organizers were still in the river and had not yet boarded the boat.

The continuous gunfire on the road, the hoarse shouts of the cold team on the city wall, and the smoke of gunpowder everywhere on the battlefield made everyone feel the crisis of the situation. This is the boundary between life and death, and it is the time that the soldiers who stayed behind are exchanging their lives for people.

From time to time, a man with a hooked nose looked back at the beach where the battle was still raging, his face full of worry. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that several of the veteran players who were maintaining order were still a little far away. The desire to survive led him to jerk out of the crowd and toward those who had boarded the rafts in the river.

As long as they step into the river, they won't be able to tell the difference, so I can live! The hook-nosed man's eyes were fixed on the raft churning in the river, and his companion behind him was shouting, "Comrade-in-arms, there are people running around here!" ”

"Da Da Da, Da" The hook-nosed man rushed out less than ten meters away, and his body shook suddenly, and bright red blood flowed from several wounds. He fell weakly on the beach, and at the last moment of his fall, he still looked directly at the raft in the river.

There are no rules, there is no circle, and the doomsday team that has experienced that 'commotion' and 'chaos' has deeply understood this truth. And many of these people who are lining up on the beach and are slowly moving and waiting to get on the boat also understand this truth.

The sword-wielding captain was still fighting fiercely on the city walls, and the veteran team members who were directing them had no intention of getting on board. In front of them, those who were lined up were boarding the ship in turn. All of this has a rare order after the end of the world, so why should I covet the so-called opportunity that has no hope.

"Quick, you guys go up to the second floor, squeeze in!" Wen Haidong, who was standing on the deck, shouted loudly at the dozen or so new team members who had just stepped on the ship, his eyes were bloodshot, his voice was hoarse, and he even had to lean against the guardrail to hold on to his body.

These days of sleepless work have made the sailors reach their limits. There were five ships in total, with a combined capacity of less than 600 tons, transporting thousands of tons of supplies and nearly 10,000 people. All this was done in just a few days, and the Admiralty lived up to the hopes of Leng Yang, and they lived up to the hopes of the entire team.

The crowd on the beach is divided into three parts, like several long snakes moving slowly, as if there are too many people, and it will take time for them to move. But Leng Yang, they are about to be unable to hold it here.

As time passed, some ironclad zombies began to throw assassin zombies under this barricade. Without the overhead baffle, without the 'shooting' of the room, the fighters simply could not stop this three-dimensional offensive. Even with Leng Yang and Fat Man, two bloody existences, it can't be.

Another veteran team member was scratched by the assassin zombie, and when Leng Yang panted and rushed over and hacked the assassin zombie to death. This veteran member who followed Leng Yang from Shibaozhai to Xiangcheng and followed him to watch the development of the Doomsday team day by day, a miserable smile appeared on his face.

"Team Leng, you take everyone to withdraw, and we injured people will come and guard for a while." This team member, who was about thirty years old and had a Chinese face, ignored the wounds on his chest and abdomen, grabbed the rifle scattered on the ground again, and shouted loudly at Leng Yang.

At this time, with the increasing number of ironclad zombies, there are also many assassin zombies thrown on the city wall. Although the veterans were very experienced and killed most of the Assassin zombies before they could get up, there were still more than a dozen new and veteran members who were infected. This simple wall has not only the black 'colored' blood of zombies, but also the bright red of humans.

Leng Yang let out a cry full of pain unwillingly, and fiercely split an assassin zombie beside him in half.

"The third company retreated, and then the second company, everyone went to the barricade behind to prepare!" Even if Leng Yang's strange strength, even if the assassins and zombies under him were not his generals, he could only watch his comrades make a final farewell to him.

"Team Leng, we can't go back to Sky Mountain. But we believe that you will come to Xiangcheng again one day, and at that time, you must let us see the past, see the prosperous scene before the end of the world! When Leng Yang slowly led his comrades down the city wall, the injured team members yelled desperately.

Leng Yang and the fat man could only nod their heads with tears in their eyes. In this world, people have lost a lot, they only have their comrades to rely on, and when they are infected and will die, people in the Doomsday team will choose to give their comrades the last help.

Hordes of soldiers began to set up their rifles on the defensive positions made of scattered sandbags, and the dozen or so wounded comrades on the city wall desperately fired at the swarming zombie hordes, exchanging their lives for a minute, or even a second.

Manpower is sometimes poor, even if people are determined to die, even if they don't care about the zombie's scratches at all, and even shoot at the zombie's brain'. But in just a few minutes, a large number of Assassin zombies had climbed the city wall that had been reached by the corpses of their countless kind.

Seeing the bodies of the last few comrades on the city wall being submerged by the sea of zombies pressed by the black, Leng Yang gritted his teeth. He didn't have time to grieve, he had to be worthy of the time that these comrades had paid for with their lives.

"Ignition!" With Leng Yang's order, the tents, clothes and other miscellaneous items that were piled up behind the city wall, these flammable materials that had long been poured gasoline by the people, were ignited by the people, and soon a raging fire broke out.

There are no fat zombies in the current zombie sea pioneers who can extinguish fires, maybe this way can buy people some time again. Just as the cold sun looked through the burning flames at the dense group of zombies on the city wall behind, the people who were boarding the boat by the beach also saw the fire here.

"Hurry, hurry! Are they all full? Let the big wooden ship set sail first! Shi Yifan looked at the raging fire on the beach in the distance, and was so anxious that a fire was about to burst out in his chest.

Li Jiaguo, who was maintaining order on the beach, also tightened his grip on the steel gun in his hand and looked at the battlefield in the distance with an anxious expression.

Because today's action may be affected by the battle situation, Leng Yang told him a thousand times. It's okay for everyone to slow down, but we must maintain a good order, otherwise people will 'make a fuss' and 'chaos', and all the efforts will be in vain.

"Don't look at it, everyone, hurry up and board the ship. Comrades-in-arms are trading their lives for us for time! Now all we can do is get on board quickly in order! Zhou Lei was the first to react and roared loudly.

Among the new members on the beach, there were quite a few people who tried to break the rules, but now their bodies were lying on the beach, and no one would even bother with them. In this world, human life is not valuable, especially the more people think that their 'life' is precious, the less valuable they are.

The people in the queue in order trotted all the way to the line and moved slowly, no one was an idiot, and in the case of not benefiting from breaking the rules, people would just spontaneously maintain the rules. And the situation of Leng Yang leading the soldiers to fight bloodily in the back is enough to move people's hearts, and most people still don't want to add to the 'chaos'.

With two wooden boats with a heavy draft taking the lead in setting sail, the situation on the beach became somewhat clearer. There were also a queue of about 1,000 people waiting on the beach to board the boat, while the rest were already in the cabin or on the raft.

"Fortunately, there are a lot of rafts now!" Another group of new team members who went into the water grabbed the rafts prepared for them in the river and helped each other climb onto their life-saving boats.

It will take another half an hour for all the people to get on board. Shi Yifan stabbed the dagger in the palm of his hand fiercely, making him have a trace of 'spirit' after being drowsy.

However, Wu Liguo and Chen Deyuan still had a team of four or five hundred people holding on to the fortress of the city wall on the bank of the river. Coupled with the cold team in front, there were more than 200 people there, and this time there were more than 1,000 people. There are also more than 200 veterans who maintain order on the beach, and these people are the 'fine' of the entire Doomsday team!

"Nima!" Shi Yifan smashed his fist on the guardrail beside him, and he didn't care if his fist was bloody. Because all his 'essence' power was staring at the sand, at the assassin zombies that rushed out of the raging fire!

I don't know if it's because there are too many zombies in this sea of zombies controlled by the red 'color' monster, and it doesn't care about the number of zombies at all, or if it's keenly aware that the opponent in front of it is now needing a lot of time? Anyway, now these assassin zombies rushing over with flames just hit the Doomsday team in the waist and eye.

Leng Yang, who originally hoped to be able to block the zombie group a little, so that people could take a breath, and arrange the follow-up matters, was once again glued by the surprise attack of the zombie group. There were even many team members who ran out of ammunition and had no time to take the bullets in the back and were forced to die with the assassin zombies.

The blazing sand, the billowing black smoke, and the gunpowder smoke that constantly 'fired' the guns enveloped the entire battlefield, this is the last battlefield for people. One by one, the assassin zombies with their bodies on fire rushed towards the people fiercely. A warrior fought stubbornly against them with his flesh and blood at the edge of the rudimentary barricades.

"Nima!" Leng Yang bravely brandished the Star Shifting Knife, endured the high temperature on the zombies, and gritted his teeth on the front line. It was the desperate efforts of him and the fat man that gave the comrades in arms behind him time to refill the ammunition.

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