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Chapter 651 A blank piece of paper is good for drawing

A team of more than 1,000 people is not a small number, and this is the first time in the history books of the Doomsday team's operations. Moreover, these warriors are all trained combat soldiers, which also makes Leng Yang in the team feel proud, and after a long year in the last days, he finally has some capital in his hands.

Leaving behind a defensive force of 200 men, a large number of team members divided into several parts and began to march majestically towards the warehouse distribution center in the distance. Yesterday, the melee group, under the leadership of the fat man, had searched the situation in the vicinity of five kilometers, and there was nothing but a small number of scattered zombies.

There were dozens of members of the team pushing heavy forklifts in their hands, following the team. This flat forklift, which resembles a sleigh, is the means of transportation that people have come up with for a while.

The forklift is propelled by hydraulic manpower and has a load capacity of two tons smaller. Originally, it was used in factories to transport heavy goods over short distances, but now it is used by people for long-distance transportation, which is also a way to do it.

The exterior of this thing is made of cast iron, and although there is some rust, it has little impact. Under the overhaul of the technical department, there were no problems with the hydraulics. When a full thirty forklifts of some weight rolled on the smooth road, there was still a lot of noise.

"Hey, it's a pity, the mechanized army we originally thought was still far away." Wu Liguo had a cigarette in his mouth, and when he turned the corner, he turned his head to look at the flow of people rolling forward on the road behind him, and said with some sighs.

A large number of fighters dressed in factory blue overalls wore various types of helmets on their heads. Only their neat formations and rifles in their hands can make people feel a little bit of the evil spirit of being a warrior. Otherwise, the Workers' Self-Defense Force is more in line with the current Doomsday team.

Liu Jingjing also stopped the bicycle under her feet, "Isn't this just the beginning, when we return to Shibaozhai in the future, everyone will unify their clothes." Take out the off-road vehicles that we have kept, that's what we really are. ”

Speaking of this, everyone's eyes were full of expectation. Now they are just getting started, but it won't be long before people are reborn. Because this is what people have seen with their own eyes during this time. Those soldiers behind him were ragged survivors in Xiangcheng a month or two ago, and where would they have the cornerstone of a team like now.

"Let's go, let's go ahead and rest. In the future, find a few more factories, garment factories or something. There are no guns, no cannons, the enemy makes us. As soon as Sun Jianqiu finished speaking, he said "bah" twice, "We are looking for treasures in the wild to find what belongs to us." ”

Amid the laughter of the fat man's group, the melee team members on bicycles sped towards the road ahead. These factories are the property of human beings, they belong to them, and they are not made for us by the enemy.

In the ranks behind them, one soldier after another, under the leadership of their respective squad and platoon leaders, marched in an orderly manner according to their respective ranks. There is also a company on each side of the road, which is the first time that the new members of the Doomsday team on Jiangxin Island have gone out in the field.

"Three companies, move forward quickly, three kilometers ahead, there are about a few hundred zombie groups!" With the news coming from the walkie-talkie, a company in the team suddenly stepped forward, and the team of nearly 100 people began to trot all the way.

Waiting for the commander of the third company to rush to the front with his subordinates a little panting. He could see that Sun Jianqiu and the fat man were parked on the road, patrolling around with the binoculars in their hands from time to time. In front of them were the corpses of four or five Assassin zombies that had fallen on their backs.

"Hey, brothers, I'm sorry, these guys came up too fast, we had to deal with it." The fat man happily explained to the soldiers who rushed over, completely ignoring the group of zombies that were slowly coming about two or three hundred meters away in front of the people.

The commander of the third company, a former sergeant in the Wehrmacht, only noticed the zombie hordes on the road after greeting his old commander. "Hey, at most three hundred, count us unlucky, the second platoon leader, take you up with you. The fighters of the other two platoons watched and studied. ”

The three ironclad zombies in this group of wandering zombies are showing their teeth and claws in the zombie group, and if they can understand people's conversations, they can completely feel the disappointment and disdain in the hearts of the three company commanders.

Why did he say that he was unlucky, even the soldiers who went into battle had a look of dissatisfaction?

Very simply, this field exercise is a rare opportunity for actual combat, and a large number of new team members have no place to kill zombies in Jiangxin Island. And for the sake of fairness, Leng Yang said that the rule is to allocate manpower according to the number of times the zombie group appears. After their three companies finished fighting this time, they had to wait for the other companies to finish a round before they had a chance to play.

A team of thousands of people, with a carrying capacity of five magazines per person, Leng Yang personally led the team, and a powerful melee group escorted on the side. In this case, even if people have to face tens of thousands of zombies, there is no problem, not to mention that it is only so little, naturally no one will be afraid.

"Stupid, at most two shots, aim for the mouth and shoot, and stop with two shots!"

"Are you sleeping during class? With this result, you are embarrassed to say that you will participate in the round battle in the future and become a reserve player? ”

Amid the incessant gunfire, the commander of the third company and several platoon commanders and platoon deputies cursed their men angrily from time to time. Although everyone knows that the recruit company will definitely be reorganized in the future, everyone understands that those who perform well will definitely have better development in the future.

In the last days, those who do not take the initiative can only wait for death, and the sea of zombies will force people to move forward, and those who can't keep up with the pace will be brutally eliminated by them. This is the belief of Leng Yang, and it is also the belief of the Doomsday team, and everyone who joins the team needs to understand this.

Under the angry scolding of their superiors, the new team members slowly learned about war. "Da Da Da, Da" With the continuous gunshots, one by one the zombie heads exploded and fell to the ground.

"Hehe, these recruits are doing okay." The fat man leaned against his bike, squinting his little eyes and laughing. Even Liu Jingjing and Xiao Qinfeng were happy. It's good that these first-time players can do about one out of five.

As they spoke, a somewhat emaciated young man and his comrades began firing at the head of the ironclad zombie at the same time, and golden sparks flew all over the ironclad zombie's head. With a muffled sound of "bang", the head of the iron-armored zombie couldn't help but hit continuously, and exploded suddenly, and the heavy body fell to the ground at once.

It wasn't until they saw this scene that Sun Jianqiu and the others showed a faint smile. "Marksmanship is okay."

There is still a difference between them who have military experience and fat people who are laymen, this is a complete tailwind battle, almost exactly the same as in the shooting range, and people's strength can be exerted extraordinarily. If you are faced with an endless sea of zombies, in a situation where you don't even know who to aim at, few recruits can fully exert their strength.

Soon, more than 300 zombies were all killed in people's chatter and laughter, which is the result of Leng Yang's one year in this last days. A zombie horde of this size is no longer a threat to them, but a target for people to train their troops.

"Call it a day, call it a day, pay attention when you clean up the corpse!" With a shout from the commander of the third company, the soldiers began to step forward and pile up the corpses of these zombies, and then use the gasoline in the fuel tanks of the roadside cars to start igniting and burning.

This is the standard procedure for people to fight zombies, and if possible, it is best to burn them along with the corpses. Although people's bodies seem to be much stronger in the last days, they can't let their guard down, and there is no vaccine against acute infectious diseases such as plague and dysentery in the team.

The journey along the way was smooth, and a small number of zombies could only be used as targets for people. At noon, Leng Yang also took people to practice the work of looking for food in the wild and using local materials to solve the lunch.

Several companies used pots and pans found in a nearby grocery store and some wild vegetables they had collected to make a hot soup. Wild fruits in the mountains and forests, grocery stores, and grain stored in some residents' homes constitute the Chinese food for the outing team. The yakisoba they carried themselves did not move at all.

The people in the last days have all endured hardships, especially when they saw that Captain Leng also dined with the people in a proper manner, and there was no trace of dissatisfaction. After all, this outing was a drill, a drill that could be as harsh as possible.

"For the record, the troops who go out in the future may ask the technical department to develop some easy-to-carry pots and stoves. There are too many people, and the substitutes found outside are not enough. Listening to Leng Yang's words, He Min hurriedly took out a pen and paper to record.

The march of the large team was also the first time for Leng Yang and their leaders, and there was also a lot to learn from it. In the past, the combat method of a small team of several tens of hundreds of people could be used to draw materials from local materials is also somewhat limited.

The best thing for the Doomsday team is to get food supplies from the outside world, and they are not strong enough to have the ability to provide good logistics for every team that goes out. These aspects also need to be summarized after the war.

Chen Deyuan and Wu Liguo, who were also drinking wild vegetable soup on the side, couldn't help but exchange glances with each other at this time, they knew where they had lost before. A blank piece of paper is easy to draw.

The old military and police were accustomed to working and fighting under their organization, and this ingrained notion could not be changed in a year after the end of the world. It is easy to pay attention to food reserves anytime and anywhere, but it is still much worse to use various methods outside, actively and consciously eat them.

The last days have broken the order of the entire human society, and some of people's long-standing ideas have become unrealistic. In this regard, it is much more convenient for otaku who have to rely on themselves for everything, and who basically do not enjoy any social security, are accustomed to the social division of labor and only complete part of the work.

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