Chapter 633: Baptism of the Soul

Large swaths of black smoke shrouded in the battlefield, accompanied by the zombie groups that were constantly lifting water 'flowers' on the banks of the river, as well as the scattered lamps and crooked wires of various people who were overthrown by the sea of zombies. The Xiangcheng Peninsula has been reduced to a paradise of zombies, and there is no living person to fight against them in this land.

Relative to their sheer numbers, and to the growing number of evolved zombies, humans have had to turn to the mighty rivers as their last refuge. Leng Yang's eyes were blood-red, he couldn't see the zombie group, he could only see the scattered 'camouflage' colored uniforms and the red 'colored' helmet logo in the zombie group.

The people paid a heavy price for this unprecedented retreat, and the corpses of fallen members of the Doomsday team were scattered all over the beach. The bright red helmet and colorful 'camouflage' uniforms deeply stung Leng Yang's eyes.

"Dog's day! Whoever still has bullets, give it to me! Zhao Xing shouted angrily, just as he was talking, the gun on one side rang out, and with Zhou Lei's gunshot, a figure on the beach in the distance who stood up slowly, dressed in a 'camouflage' color uniform, fell to the ground.

People don't care about the sea of zombies, they're not failures. This time it was nothing more than a strategic 'sexual' retreat, and one day people would come back. But they absolutely can't accept that their comrades-in-arms have become zombies, and they are not ghosts and ghosts are being '' by red-colored monsters in this world.

Another assassin zombie landed on the edge of the raft, but now it could only splash a water 'flower' in the river water more than ten meters away from the shore, and it disappeared forever. This river is the main artery of the Yangtze River, and it is not comparable to those tributaries, and even if the water level drops now, it will still be deep enough to drown these "living dead".

The steel fleet, led by the Iowa, was gradually accelerating, and the rafts dragging behind them were gradually moving away from the riverbank. The sea of zombies on the bank of the river can only continue to throw assassin zombies in vain, splashing 'waves' and 'flowers' in the river water. As if venting its dissatisfaction, it also seems to be sending people off.

Wu Liguo lay on the deck softly, and the nervous SWAT captain couldn't even lift a finger now. Not far from him, Sun Jianqiu, Chen Deyuan, and a large number of soldiers were all lying quietly on the deck, only people's chests were still lying together.

"Stomping" is different from these exhausted fighters, and on all the ships, the new team members who have come on board are constantly running up and down. Some were collecting water and caring for the warriors, others were helping the sailors in the cabins, and others were staring at the wire ropes that dragged the rafts at the stern.

In the past few days, the unity of the team and the bloody struggle of the comrades-in-arms have made all of them get a spiritual baptism. They are convinced that this team, their new team, will never throw them away. Captain Leng has proved this with his actions and his bloody fight!

"Brother, come and have a drink!" A new team member held a slightly hot paper cup in his hand, constantly blowing, as if taking care of his own relatives, taking care of the exhausted soldiers.

Wu Liguo looked at the new team members who were walking towards them, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. These original survivors are taking care of the former military and police officers without discrimination, and taking care of their current comrades.

"Captain Wen, here's the bench. You sit down, sit down! What's the situation, just call us! "More than a dozen 'spirited' men followed Wen Haidong's side and helped him take care of all kinds of chores. In the power compartment, someone even squatted on the ground and began to wipe the slightly water-stained floor with their clothes.

The people of the entire fleet fell into an atmosphere of ecstasy. In the past ten days, the doomsday team led by Leng Yang has done everything, and as people who have experienced it firsthand, they have all seen it. It's a huge win!

With several major forces in Xiangcheng blocking the sea of zombies along the highway along the river, that can only show that their combat effectiveness is extraordinary. But no matter what time it is, recruiting a large number of players, as much as possible without discrimination, it is already very remarkable.

And in the end, the leader of the team with the most 'elite' veterans insisted on letting everyone evacuate, thinking of the people and materials that had been transported a few days ago. Only then did people find out that the team had rescued almost all the survivors in Xiangcheng!

This was done under the noses of hundreds of thousands or even millions of zombies, and there was no such thing as being slaughtered by the zombie hordes because of panic among the entire survivor human race. It is completely different from the situation when a large number of zombies were hunted by zombies when the zombies in Xiangcheng besieged the city.

Watching the Doomsday team grow day by day, the invincibility of the battles with the zombie sea again and again, and the courage shown by those warriors to kill the enemy, how not to let people 'agitate'. Now they are part of this powerful team!

On the raft, Zhao Xing was leaning behind Yan Shibin, blowing the 'tide' wet river breeze. "Leng team, in my Zhao Xing's life of more than 30 years, there are only a handful of people who have admired me. But now I realize that you are the one we admire the most. ”

Leng Yang, who was still grieving, looked at Zhao Xing with some puzzlement, this time they sacrificed a lot of comrades. Those veterans who followed him from Jiangcheng to Xiangcheng, and those veterans who shouted with Leng Yang to go out to find two daughters-in-law, have never had the opportunity to return to their home in Shibaozhai.

"The guy I used to admire was either very capable and able to bring his soldiers to the croaking; Either it's that you're good at it, and you can play all kinds of weapons smoothly. But following you, I know what true strength is. ”

Zhao Xing is a soldier, and there are only these two kinds of people he has to admire, and it is impossible for him to admire a businessman with a lot of money or a politician with a smooth mouth. "It's about 10,000 people, how many people were there when we set off? When the sea of zombies is surging, who would have thought that we could save so many people? ”

Although due to Liu Chen's 'commotion' and 'chaos' and the death of many soldiers, the number of the Doomsday team may not be in five figures, but it is not much different.

What's more important is that in this process, the Doomsday team led by Leng Yang gathered all these survivors who belonged to different forces, and even stragglers. Almost no one was killed or injured because of the horror of the zombie hordes.

Since ancient times, retreat has never been easy, even if it was the "Dunkirk Evacuation". Don't forget that the main forces that retreated were all soldiers who obeyed the 'sex' good, not miscellaneous soldiers in various industries like Xiangcheng.

"Hehe, I don't know if it's tens of thousands, I just know that I've lived a fulfilling life in the past few months, and I can really see hope, a down-to-earth hope." Wu Fa slammed his mouth, tending to a fish that jumped up on the raft from nowhere.

This fat man, who had been hiding in the scenic spot for a year, and at first wanted to follow Leng Yang and them out of the canyon and then parted ways, but now he is already happy in the Doomsday team. This place has food and clothing, and you can also eat 'flowers' and 'flowers' some beautiful eyebrows, which is no different from before.

"That's a good thing to say about the fat man! Hehe, at the beginning, our advance team only had about 200 people, and now this number is appropriate, one person and five wives. Chen Lei's 'interjection' on the side made people laugh. It's a joke they came out of, but they can now pat their chests and say that they are better than they imagined.

Leng Yang still looked at the river bank that was gradually moving away, and let the wet Wangcai crawl around him to please him. "But we lost a lot of our comrades, a lot." Leng Yang's voice was a little depressed, and some were unspeakably sad.

"Cold team, no one wants to die, everyone wants to live. But why are you the last one to leave? You have a strong team and many beautiful women, why do you have to fight to the end? ”

Before Leng Yang could answer, Zhao Xing continued to himself, "Everyone is the same, no one wants to die." But you have shown us all with a living example that it is useless to run away in the face of zombies! ”

As Zhao Xing said, under the leadership of Leng Yang, under the emotion of forgetting life and death of the Doomsday team, he was 'excited'. The people in the entire Xiangcheng almost only have the soldiers who died in the zombie group, and there is no such thing as being killed by the zombie group after the collapse. Only once, after Liu Chen's team collapsed, the more than three hundred men were almost killed and injured in the pursuit of the assassin zombies, and that kind of loss was a real huge loss compared to that.

"This is a war, a war about whether or not we humans can survive on this planet. War cannot be a war without death, as long as our sacrifice can be paid for and can be exchanged for victory, it will be worth it. ”

Zhao Xing's words caused everyone on the raft to nod. Compared to the days before they joined the Doomsday team, those days when they didn't have a chance even if they wanted to, now they are very satisfied.

Leng Yang understood, in fact, he always understood. It's just that he dominates the game and uses human life to win in fantasy, but he is a little sentimental in reality. Because he values every comrade-in-arms who gives him a friendly smile, he used to be an otaku and cherishes these hard-won emotions.

He can't be sad because of the departure of his comrades, and ****. Because these comrades-in-arms who fought to the last moment in the battle have used their lives to 'hand' their hopes and responsibilities into Leng Yang's hands. These comrades-in-arms who sacrificed for the growth of the team and in order to return the world to the past do not want to see their efforts in vain.

In the past, people lived in a world of zombie mutations, they couldn't find hope, they couldn't find the goal of survival, they could only live like the walking corpse walking 'meat'. But the cold sun has brought people hope, a hope that can be seen in a down-to-earth manner.

For this kind of hope, people have worked hard, and even sacrificed their lives. Then as the person who brought them hope, Leng Yang. We must carry their hopes, with people's heavy trust, and continue to walk until the day when people's hopes are realized!